Hawk: Don't own Stargate SG1, the first part of waking up is Stargate……. in your cup?

(Shrugs)

Colonel Samantha Carter, scientist, soldier, and usually prettiest member of SG1 (though, right now because of the state she was in, that honour was given to Cameron Mitchell) … (Daniel has the beard again so he's too manly… though he could be called sexy… hmm but not pretty I don't think—what was I talking about? Oh yeah)

Colonel Samantha Carter, scientist, soldier etc, etc, was on a mission, a sacred mission. She had orders to find coffee for the sake of all those in the SGC. She crept through the halls silently, warily waiting for danger to present itself. She flung herself into a supply closet as a swarm of civilian scientists ran past in a rabid herd chasing after a terrified technician… Siler? Who had been foolish enough to eat the last candy bar in the machine… poor fool. Carter knew that her mission was too important to save the sucker. He would be fine… … … hopefully.

She finally spotted the door that might lead to the bases salvation, the office of Doctor Daniel Jackson, linguist, archaeologist, anthropologist, foreign diplomat, alien diplomat, ambassador, teacher, speech writer, treaty maker and even a midwife if the situation called for it. Carter briefly wondered why an archaeologist (no matter how smart) was a diplomat and where he got the credentials to write up treaties (especially alien ones). That question would have to wait though. She was so close to the coffee she could smell it… literally too. She sniffed the air. It was the usual smell when you passed Daniel's office, but did it mean he had coffee? She slammed open the door getting ready for the worst.

She gasped not quite ready for this.

Cameron Mitchell was tied to the chair unconscious with a black eye.

"Cameron!" She rushed towards her comrade slapping his face. He groaned slowly opening his eyes. He let out a girlish scream seeing Sam's face and promptly fainted. Sam glowered at him, "This is getting old." She muttered slapping his face again … much harder this time, chauvinist pig.

"Oww… oww… oww! SAM CUT IT OUT I'M AWAKE!" One more slap.

"Just to make sure," she explained innocently, "Now what happened? Why are you tied up, beaten and bruised and where's Daniel?" Cameron looked a bit dazed, but he forced himself to focus.

"Jackson… Jackson… I dunno, I came in here to see if I could borrow a cup of joe, I'm all out, and then I was attacked from behind. I didn't see him… what? You think Jackson did this?" Sam frowned.

"It's very likely." She confirmed filling him in on how the base was high and dry with no coffee in sight. She started looking through the drawers and shelves to see if there was any caffeine like substances.

"Wow… this is awful, I've only been here for a few months, but I know how much you all depend on it. I haven't built up my addiction yet to your level but my hands are kinda shaky too now that you mention it." He stood up carefully rubbing his head.

"We'd better get you to the infirmary," Carter sighed. Cameron jumped up in shock, "ARE YOU MAD!" he gasped, "Doctors, all nighters, coffee, almost as addicted as Jackson! It's suicide if what you're saying is true!" Carter made a fist pulling it to her chest getting a determined look in her eye.

"It's a risk I'm willing to take… besides, there might be coffee there," she explained. Cameron nodded, "Guess you're right," he conceded putting his hands up in a calming gesture (the pose Sam had taken would usually be sexy, but… uh… well you know… he's kinda frightened), "But we need to bring weapons to use against the horde of crazy civilians, they were affected the most." Carter nodded in agreement, "The armoury then. I'm sure General Hammond won't mind the detour."

"General Hammond?" Cameron blinked, "Uh… don't you mean Landry?" Sam stared at him for a moment.

"Oh my God…" she muttered. She hadn't noticed because of the lack of coffee affecting her brain, but it was Hammond, and Hammond wasn't supposed to be here and that could mean one of two things: he was visiting or he was not really the General.

"Cameron, I think we might have a foot hold situation."

First no coffee and now this…

TBC

Wow everyone's so dramatic without their coffee. Any guesses who knocked Cameron out?