"So what's wrong with him?"

Janet looked over at Emmett, who was hovering at the edge of the area around the bed Ian had been put into when he'd been brought to the infirmary. Had it been anyone else to ask – including Sam, really – she'd have snapped at them for asking something while she was examining test results. Since it was Emmett, however, she merely frowned.

"I'm not sure."

"Any ideas?" Sam asked from her position at Ian's bedside. She should be up at the briefing, she knew, but Ian was so pale and the collapse had been so sudden that it unnerved her, and she was anxious to know what was wrong with him.

"Not yet." Janet looked at Emmett again. He really had no business being in the infirmary – especially since Ben was there as well, and that just made things a little too crowded for her tastes. "Shouldn't you be filming somewhere?"

Emmett smiled, knowing that that was a not so subtle request for him to leave.

"We're not filming until the President arrives…" he looked over at Ben. "But I suppose we could go set up."

"I already have it all ready to go," Ben told him.

He was a professional, after all, and very good at his job.

Janet scowled, and Emmett caught it easily. He was very used to her moods by now, and knew she really didn't want them there – even though they hadn't done anything to get underfoot.

"Well, let's go see if there's anything we can…"

He trailed off; his attention on the group that had just come through the door of the infirmary. Hammond, Jack and the Tok'ra that Emmett knew was Sam's father – and a fetching young woman who was scantily dressed and looking for all the world like she'd just come from a strip show in Vegas.

"Who is that?"

Ben had noticed the young woman, also. And unlike his first time at the base, he managed to keep the question from sounding lewd.

Janet and Sam both looked over as well.

"That's Pia," Sam answered. ""She's-"

"Tell me she isn't related to Jack?"

Sam smiled.

"Nope."

"You?"

"No."

"Anyone?"

"I'm sure she's related to someone, but no one here."

"Which doesn't mean she's open game for any nonsense," Emmett warned his young partner. "We're here to do a job, and now isn't the time to start looking for a fling."

Ben nodded, but he didn't take his eyes off Pia as the group looked around, spotted Fraiser and Sam and headed their direction. Even better, the young woman met his eyes as she approached and smiled – a smile that was about as provocative as anything Ben had ever seen on the Playboy channel. He felt a jolt, and was certain his heart had just stopped beating for a minute.

"Ben?"

"Yeah?"

"Let's go. Now."

Emmett's voice was amused, and there was a slight smile on his face. He'd seen Pia's flirting, and the way Ben had reacted to it. As long as it was two-sided, he couldn't be all that annoyed at the way Ben was watching her. But he'd meant it when he'd told him that they were there to do a job.

Ben tore his eyes away from Pia, and nodded, reluctant to have a repeat of the events of the last time he'd been at the SGC.

"Okay."

He and Emmett walked past the group as they approached, and Ben gasped when Pia actually reached out and ran her hand lightly against his hip as he walked by her. She glanced over her shoulder at him as she walked away, and her gaze was positively smoldering. Emmett saw the whole thing, but managed to keep quiet until they reached the corridor.

"Wow…"

Ben grinned, blushing just a little.

"Did you see that?"

"I couldn't have missed it."

"We should definitely go back and get her number."

Emmett's smile broadened.

"Maybe when we're done."

"But-"

"When we're done."

Damn. But he knew Emmett was right. This really wasn't the time – not when they had filming to do. Then he looked down.

"Damn."

"What?"

"I forgot my camera in there."

"We can come back for it."

"I'll go get it, now."

It was an expensive piece of equipment, and he didn't want to lose it – or have it get messed up.

"No detours."

Ben grinned, and turned for the door to the infirmary.

"Trust me."

Uh huh.

OOOOOOOOO

"Doctor, what happened?"

Fraiser had been waiting for Hammond – and his first question.

"I'm not positive, sir. It looks like he passed out, but the tests say otherwise."

"What do they say?"

She looked at the crowd gathered around and decided there were still too many people around – even with Ben and Emmett sent off to find other things to do.

"Let's go into my office," she suggested, turning and heading that way and leaving those in the group to decide who should go as well and who shouldn't.

Not surprisingly, Sam was the first to move to follow, with Jack, Teal'c, Daniel and Hammond right behind her. Jacob followed, but motioned for Pia to remain where she was. The young woman scowled, plainly telling Jacob that she wanted to know, too, but the older Tok'ra ignored her and turned towards the office.

As the door to Fraiser's office closed on her, she caught a movement out of the corner of her eye and turned to see the young man who had just left was already returning. She smiled, turning on the charm, and headed for him.

OOOOOOOO

They gathered around Fraiser's desk while the doctor went immediately to a filing cabinet and started looking for a file, which she found almost immediately.

"What did you find out, doctor?" Hammond asked.

"Ian isn't unconscious, sir. At least, he isn't right now."

"He looks unconscious," Sam objected.

"He's catatonic," Janet said, reaching over and turning on a lighted display that was normally for x-ray films.

"What?" Hammond visibly started at the word.

"Catatonic."

"What the hell does that mean?" Jack asked.

"What brought it on?" Sam asked at the same time.

"That's the real question," Janet said, putting a couple of films up onto the lighted display. They were pictures from a CT scan of someone's brain – and Sam assumed it was Ian's. The colors were vivid and a mass of confusion – although Sam knew that Janet understood what she was looking at.

Fraiser pointed to the first one.

"This is a test I ran on Ian a little while ago – right before we found out about the Ancient's download."

"The what?" Jacob asked.

"We'll tell you about it later, Jacob," Hammond promised. "Go on, doctor, please."

Janet nodded and put up another film. In this one the colors that indicated activity in the brain were even crazier – if that was possible – and there seemed to be far more of them.

"This is one I just took."

"They're different," Daniel noted.

She nodded.

"Some of it could be normal – and probably is – but there's far too much activity there for it to all be."

"He hasn't been near an Ancient's depository…" Jack said, knowing what she was getting at. "We were fishing…"

"But what if that one he stuck his head into before had a time release or something?" Janet asked. "He told us that the device was intended to make things easier on him by releasing the information slowly."

"Which it did," Sam said.

"But what if there was more for him to know?" Janet replied. "And now was the time for him to get it?"

"We need him awake, Doctor," Hammond said. "This is the absolute worst time for him to be out."

"When Colonel O'Neill returned from the planet that held the Ancient's repository of knowledge, he was exhibiting similar symptoms. He was only out for a few hours. I'm hoping Ian will come around as quickly on his own – because I don't dare try to wake him up artificially."

"Do you really think that's what it is, Janet?" Sam asked.

Fraiser hesitated, and then shrugged.

"That's my best guess right now, and I don't have anything else to go on. He was fine earlier and as you say, he hasn't been near a repository of knowledge – as far s we know – so it has to be something like that. Nothing else makes sense."

"This doesn't make that much sense, either," Jack said.

"I know."

"He's not in any danger?" Hammond asked.

"No, sir. His reflexes are fine, and all his tests are coming back negative. Whatever is going on with him is strictly in his head."

Hammond nodded.

"Then we'll have to muddle through without him for now. Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome, sir."

"Major?" Hammond looked over at Sam. "I need you to get back to working with Doctor McKay – he's still in the briefing room as far as I know. He'll tell you what Jacob found out, but then I need the two of you to start thinking of some way to protect this facility from a Goa'uld attack – without taking that device of Ian's offline."

"Yes, sir."

She didn't like it, but she'd do it, of course.

"Jacob? Are you leaving?"

"No. The more times you use your Stargate, the better the chances of Anubis finding it. We'll stick around until this thing is through. Besides, Pia can't go back to Anubis now, anyways."

"Then you can help me prepare for the President's arrival." He turned to Jack. "Colonel. Get Thor back here, please. We need to let the Asgard know what's going on."

"Yes, sir."

Janet's office emptied quickly, and the doctor shook her head and headed back to her patient. Never a dull moment around the SGC, that was for sure.