Colonel O'Neill marched silently through the halls of the SGC. It was only 0600; the skeleton crew was still working the compound. What could he do here all by himself? Teal'c was on the base, but he knew the Jaffa would still be held in a state of Kel-nor-eem.

'I'll go bug Daniel.' Whistling, he made his way to Dr. Jackson's office.

"Hey, Jack, what's going on?" Daniel knew the Colonel was rarely even awake by this hour of the morning, much less on the Base. He picked up his coffee and slurped it noisily.

Jack winced; didn't Daniel know how much he hated that?

"Not much, couldn't really sleep, had a visitor this morning," Jack told him vaguely. If Sam hadn't told any of them yet, he wasn't going to betray her trust and talk about her behind her back. She deserved better than that.

"How's Sam?" Daniel didn't look up from the transcripts he was trying to translate.

"What? Er... Um... I'm not sure, I... She's sleeping," he said quietly, giving in. Damn, how did Daniel do that?

"She called me earlier, but never said anything. It showed up on my caller ID. What's wrong?" He finally glanced at up at Jack, the concern flashing in his eyes.

Momentarily, Jack felt a pang of jealousy fly through his body. It was crazy. Daniel and Sam were like siblings.

"She hasn't said anything yet. She looked like she had been standing outside all morning. She was soaking wet so I put her in the shower. I already told Hammond she's not going to be in today." Jack rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. Sam was his best friend and now she was in trouble. What was he supposed to do? Well, no she was more than just his best friend, but that was beside the point.

"Maybe you should go home, too," Daniel suggested. His 'sister' needed someone to be there for her. What if she awoke from some terrible nightmare and nobody was there to comfort her?

"Yeah, I'll do that." Jack stood and left the room. The walk down the hall seemed like it was taking longer today. He started to run, the elevator doors getting farther and farther away.

Next thing he knew, the floor had become his best friend, along with a passing Airman.

"Sorry, Sir, I didn't see you there, Sir."

"No problem, Airman. Carry on." He picked himself up gingerly, his knees screaming in pain. The elevator was a lot closer now.