General Hammond intended to go and see how Dr. Jackson was going with the translations of some Goa'uld writing found on P3T- 879, with no other reason than to stretch his legs. He rounded the bend and stepped into the elevator. As the doors started to close, somebody yelled "Hold that!". General Hammond pressed put his hand in front of the doors to stop them from closing. The person dashed up the hall and jumped inside. Hammond sighed.

"Major, I thought I told you to have the week off." Sam looked at Hammond as if only then realizing that he was the person in the elevator with her.

"Yes, sir, I'm sorry." She looked guiltily at her feet. "I'm just so bored. I . . . need to be doing something constructive.

"You like to be busy, don't you, Major?"

"Yes, sir. I just have to pick up something to do and I'll go home again. I know it sounds weird, but I need to do something."

"Right." Hammond nodded and continued.

Sam watched him go. She went to her lab and began collecting papers and books to read and revise.

Jack sat at home, fidgeting. I'm going to go crazy, he told himself. He relented, picking up the keys to his truck. He was going back to the SGC, even though he was supposed to be 'sick'. He had two more days to perform the task, and it just happened to be that the head of the United States Air Force was speaking the day after the next day at some parade or something. He had decided that that would be the best place to perform the assassination.

He had to get back to the SGC. For some reason, he felt he should be there, as if his future depended on it. He didn't believe in that destiny shit; he liked to believe he was in control of his life. But he felt like he should be there.

"Jack, what the hell are you doing here?" Busted. General Hammond had caught him on the way back from Daniel's office.

"I'm feeling better, sir. I just needed a rest."

Hammond shook his head and smiled. "Between you and Major Carter, you just can't seem to stay away!"

Jack frowned. "Carter came back?"

"Yeah, to pick up some work. You might be able to catch her in her lab if you hurry."

With that, Jack dashed off, bowling over poor ol' Sergeant Siler, who had been carrying something that looked quite delicate. He mumbled a quick apology to him and ran to get in the lift before the doors closed.

"Carter!" Jack burst into Sam's lab, scaring her. He walked up to her and pulled her into a hug.

Pray 'scuse the short chapter.