I don't know why or how this came to me. I wash my hands of all responsibility.
L is for Landry
General Landry was walking through the hallways of the SGC towards the canteen when he heard quick foot steps behind him. A rather disheveled looking Colonel Carter caught up with him.
"Colonel," he said by way of greeting. Carter gave him a quick smile.
"Sir, I need to talk to you."
"What's the matter?" The older man asked, still walking firmly toward the canteen. He was hungry, and not even a hurried colonel was going to get between him and the sandwich that the chef had promised to save for him.
"Sir," Sam continued, "You know I detected something similar to radiation on P34-698?"
"Yes. So?" Landry inquired. Knowing that Dr Lam had cleared SG-1 right after they came back from P34-698, and knowing that none of his people were hurt, just the lone fact that a planet was affected by radiation, to him, didn't sound like urgent business. Especially not since he already knew about it.
"Uh, well, sir, I know Lam cleared us, but I was just talking to Daniel in his office and…" Her voice tapered off.
"Keep going, Colonel," Landry ordered, "I'm hungry, I'm old, and I'm tired."
"If it is radiation, it's a very unique type of radiation, sir, invisible in the body, and with a delayed response. If that is the cause at all, studies have shown…", on her way out on a tangent, Landry gave her a meaningful look and she continued hurriedly, "Daniel… well, Daniel… is growing. Quickly. Sir."
The general stopped, Carter coming to a halt next to him.
"Growing?" He asked.
"We can't get him out of his office, sir. We've tried everything but the, uhm, the door is too small. We might need to tear the wall down actually." At Landry's exasperated look she added a quick "sir".
"You'll be the death of me, Colonel," he reprimanded lightly.
"If I had a nickel for every time I've heard that, sir," Sam smiled apologetically.
"Then maybe you could have bought me a damned sandwich." The general muttered, as he grudgingly turned around and headed toward Dr Jackson's office, Sam at his heels.
