Chapter 4: The Scientific Word for "Colonel Jake Rossini Losing His Cool"
To be fair he had waited almost five minutes, okay, only three and a half but even Jack had become sick of waiting too. Frowning Jake kept a warm hand in search of her pulse while the other wrapped itself protectively around her hand, trying to reassure her. Sighing he frowned up at his fellow Colonel, it was obvious that the medical team seemed to be in no rush.
"Jack they aren't coming."
Jack shook his head. "Of course they are, Napoleon is on top of stuff like this."
30 seconds later with a low growl of frustration and fury Jake scooped his arms under Mary and picked her up, hauling her gently in against his chest as he turned to throw a dark look at Jack.
"Apparently not." He turned to the other woman in the room. "Sam could you please run ahead and tell Janet that we're on our way." His strong arms wrapped tightly around Mary as he carried her across the mess. Carefully balancing his charge Jake kicked open the doors of the commissary.
Practically jogging down the hall towards the infirmary he refused to give a second glance to the people who were beginning to litter the hallways or the food he was throwing at the rumor mill.
Jack was sure they set some kind of record. He and Sam were trailing Rossini and Mary as Daniel had offered to run ahead instead, he was the best sprinter of them all. Ergo the reason he was chosen to be the dialer of the DHD.
Glancing over he could see Sam was chewing her bottom lip; she only did that when she was extremely nervous. Nudging her slightly he whispered, "Hey Carter, what's bothering you?"
She began to shake her head but suddenly stopped and looked up. "Sir did you see those bruises?" Jack nodded slowly; even though mostly hidden he had still managed to see that they were nasty and ranged from the side of her face down under her shirt. "Sir I think they have to do with the down time Colonel Rossini mentioned. I mean other wise they shouldn't be there." She made specific eye contact this time, trying to pass her hidden message.
"What are you suggesting Carter? Because for all we know they could just be from her last mission."
Sam shook her head vehemently. "No sir. SG5 came back last week and I know for a fact sir that she was clean."
Jack raised an eyebrow. "Oh really now, do you have something you would lake to share Sam?"
Giving him a look of pure disgust mingled with a small douse of rage she replied. "No sir." She brushed past her fiancée to catch up with Rossini.
Jake swiftly entered the infirmary with Mary still clutched in his arms, internally cursing himself for allowing her back on duty after his conversation with Colonel Tandy and Nurse O'Malley. Looking wildly around for a free bed he strode through the middle of Janet's infirmary and gently lowered her down on the first free bed. Looking wildly around her called out for Janet.
Janet, forewarned by Daniel but incensed by Jake's cry, practically tripped over herself running to the bed. As Jake spoke with her his concern was evident in the deep tone of his voice, the increased Italian accent and the dark flicker of his gaze.
Then Janet uttered the words no one ever wanted to hear.
"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to leave now. She needs immediate attention; you all have to clear out."
So SG1 and Jake were subjugated to waiting in the hallway until Janet had worked her magic.
