A/n: first I'd like to thank whoever it was that added me to their C2 community 'the best of Jack and Sam,' and for bookworm37 ….for reviewing. I hope you like this chapter even if it is quite short.


After Jack and Daniel's debriefing, they had massive appetites. All they've had since the mission was MRE's, and they were not the greatest food, so the first thing they did was eat. Jack ordered a burger with extra rare meat and pumpkin pie, while Daniel had the same thing with coffee.

"Wow, this burger is really good. I normally like my burgers burnt, but extra rare is better." Jack said between enormous bites.

"Mmmm," Daniel replied with his mouth full. After swallowing he asked, "Do they have tomato juice here? I've been craving something salty and sweet ever since P2J-697."

"I don't know, but that's exactly what they offered me in that cave. It tasted exactly like tomato juice."

"That's strange. Oh well maybe they offered me some after you but couldn't remember."

"Maybe." They continued munching. Jack was already on his pie while Daniel was slowly enjoying his burger. The coffee was untouched, which was odd because Daniel practically lived on coffee. All of sudden, Jack's head hit the table.

"Jack. Jack!" Daniel panicked and ran to the nearest phone. "Janet, thank God you're back. Jack just passed out in the commissary."

"Calm down Daniel. I'll get a med team there. Do you know if he's breathing?"

"I don't know; please hurry." Daniel ran back over to Jack to check his pulse. He didn't have one, but he was still breathing…

"Oh, this is weird." Daniel stepped back. Just then, Janet ran in and immediately checked his pulse. Daniel cut in, "uh, I think you should know that even if he doesn't have a pulse, he's still breathing."

Janet looked skeptically at him, but checked under Jack's nose. "You're right. Uh, get him to the infirmary. I'm gonna run some tests; he may have contracted something from P2J-697. Get a crash cart ready just in case." She yelled to the nearest nurse with her.

Suddenly, Jack sat up groggily. Janet checked his pulse, but there was still nothing.

"This isn't possible," she said to herself in disbelief.

"I need to get to the Stargate." Jack stated in a matter-of-fact tone. It seemed liked he was not himself.

"I'm sorry sir, I can't let you do that." Janet said holding him in place.

Jack merely pushed her aside, but she was flung to the nearest table. He seemed to have super human strength. Janet was knocked unconscious, but a brave young airman tackled him from behind while a nurse subdued him with a sedative. It didn't seem to be working so they had to tranq him. As Jack lost consciousness, Daniel started to faint. Without Janet awake to see this, no one had a clue how to do anything, so they just carried them to the infirmary and restrained them for good measure.

Janet was awakened with some smelling salts, and already felt the effects of a concussion.

She was immediately informed of what happened and started on their check-ups right away. The other nurses were smart enough to have done the blood work and knew something strange was happening to them. It was always interesting at the infirmary of the SGC, always new diseases and contagions on which to experiment, never a dull moment.

Janet looked over their charts and it showed they had become increasingly anemic. Jack had no pulse, but seemed perfectly healthy otherwise. Daniel didn't show any signs of what Jack had, except for the dizzy spell most likely from the lack of blood. Janet ordered some more blood from the blood banks, because at the rate of their diminishing blood count, they would need daily transfusions. For some reason, their bone marrow had stopped producing any red or white blood cells.

Daniel was heard stirring on his cot so Janet walked over to ask him a few questions.

"Hey, how do you feel?"

Daniel looked at his restraints, but understood why they had them. "Fine actually. I don't know what came over me. Are you ok? Do you know anything about what's happened yet?" Daniel asked concerned as he placed a hand in hers.

"I'm afraid it's still quite vague, but I kind of have bad news. Your bone marrow has somehow become inefficient. Well, more like, they've stopped producing anything at all, so your cells are dying, but nothing's there to replenish the supply; your blood counts are dropping and we can't do anything about it so far except give you daily transfusions."

Daniel squeezed her hand gently, "It's alright. We've been through worse. Heck, I've died a few hundred times already. You'll figure it out."

They smiled at each other, but suddenly Jack was heard thrashing, so Janet rushed over to him.

"I demand that you release me." Jack stated coldly.

"I'm sorry sir, I can't do that." Janet said while checking his eyes.

"I cannot stay here for long; I must go!" Jack started screaming in desperation.

"Well, maybe if you tell us why or what has happened, we could negotiate something."

"No, I don't know what's going on, but I know I have to leave. Janet." Jack's normal tone of voice returned still pleading.

"I'm sorry sir." Janet walked away to talk to General Hammond who just walked in.

"Doctor?"

"Well, sir, he seems to switch personalities and something in him or is controlling him to leave through the stargate. It seems like how he acted when the ancient knowledge was downloaded into his brain; he can't control or understand his own actions."

"What can we do?"

"Well, nothing so far. And I'm afraid I have more bad news. At the rate of their anemia, they won't last too long even with transfusions."

"How about Dr. Jackson? Is there a time frame?"

"I don't have a time frame as of yet, but Daniel hasn't shown any improvement, although he hasn't shown an signs of aggression either. He may still have the same thing the colonel has, but in a lesser effect."

"Well, get me some answers doctor. Report back in five hours."

"Yes sir."

"Janet." Daniel calls from his cot. "Could you get these restraints off of me?" he said with those puppy dog gorgeous blue eyes of his.

Janet was about to answer a definite 'no,' but somehow she lost the resolve to do so, and slowly proceeded to untie him. And it wasn't as if she didn't want to, but she wasn't supposed to, yet she couldn't stop herself. Daniel kept a strong hold on her with his eyes until she was done, and he stood in front of her. She was in a trance looking into those eyes.

"I'm sorry my love." He whispered into her ear just as he bit her.