"This I do not know."
"Maybe we should find out?" Daniel added sarcastically. Teal'c nodded his head in acquiesce. Daniel sighed in defeat. "Great, know I even sound like Jack. Something has GOT to be wrong with me."
As they walked out Teal'c muttered something sounding like "Indeed Daniel Jackson… indeed."
The Evil Lair of Janet the Doc
"Well, it'll take a couple of days before the CAT scans and the MRI's come back, but you seem to be fine."
"Well I don't feel fine doc." The annoyed doctor placed hands on hips.
"What exactly do you mean Colonel O'Neill?"
The colonel sighed. "Let's just say that I was skipping along singing "Row, Row, Row Your Boat" and "Ring around the Rosy." Jack glared at her. "I am not okay."
Janet turned her back on him for a moment. "I thought you might say cruvis…"
"What did you say?"
"I said that your behavior might just prove this."
"Prove what?" Janet sighed inwardly. He believed her!
"Your odd behavior and possibly your CAT scans – though they might not show it- could explain a theory I have."
"Well, enlighten me."
"It has a lot to do with-"
"Hey guys!" Janet looked down at two other ten year olds. The one with glasses beamed at her, though the one with the funny tattoo scowled.
"Hey Daniel, Teal'c."
Teal'c bowed his head gracefully. Frasier was amused at his silence. He usually returned a hello, but she knew why he didn't. She grinned at him.
"Good timing you guys. Hop on up." Daniel clambered up the bed and plopped down next to Jack.
"Hiya Jack."
"Hi Daniel. Little too happy today I see."
"Yeah, I noticed that too. Wait…" Jack smiled as the archeologist pondered his word choice. Janet 'hrphmed' and continued with her speech.
"Anyway, as I was saying, my theory on your behavioral problems is-"
"Hey Jan?" She sighed impatiently.
"Sam? Is that you?"
"Oops, sorry. Are you in the middle of something?"
"Nah, not really, just giving a lecture on theories to these guys, that's all."
Sam smiled weakly. "Yeah, well I got my own problems." Janet warmly patted a space next to Daniel.
"Come up Carter, the bedding's fine."
"I think I'll take you up on that sir."
"Good. Doc…?" Janet lifted her up and placed her down on the bed too.
"So Sam, what's with you?"
"Well, I was checking some data and working on the reactor and I couldn't keep focus." Daniel and Jack marveled at this and she noticed. Sam glared at them.
"Sam, that's common for people that work hard and long."
"No, I mean I could not keep focus. I wanted to play with… dolls, Legos, action figures. Kid stuff!"
"Oh."
"Doc? Why don't you just call Hammond so he can hear you out too."
She nodded and headed off to the phone. Jack took in his inventory. He never truly realized how damn big the SGC was. This place was overwhelming if you got down to a ten-year-olds point of view. Yikes…
"Yes sir. See you in a bit." The doctor hung up. "He's on his way." Jack nodded in approval.
"Good… now we just sit tight and try not to act to badly." He turned sarcastically stern. "Now campers, no peeing on the bed sheets, whining, crying, and no being children. We're warriors, let's act like some."
They looked amused and stunned at the same time from Jack's speech. Daniel meekly raised his hand.
"Jack? I gotta go pee."