Of Jellyfish and Space Travelers
Awwwkward...
"Ughh…" Sam moaned, lying on her side. She felt horrible. She was tired, irritated, and she was also being tortured by cramps. You know, THOSE cramps. It was…that time of month again. She looked at the clock. 2:01 P.M. Just one minute past 2:00 P.M. She rolled over onto her other side, hating life in general. She shut her eyes tight and groaned.
Sam would go out to the pharmacy in the resort and get something herself, but she couldn't find the strength to move. She moaned again in horrible pain. Daniel, who seemed to be everywhere today, froze. "Sam?" he asked, biting his knuckles. "You okay?"
She forced a smile, twitching. "Daniel. I'm fine, I swear."
"Uh…are you sure?"
"Yes." she stressed the word, the little fuse to her temper getting shorter.
"Are you really sure?" asked Daniel.
"YES, GODAMMIT, I'M FINE, GOD!" she screeched. Daniel literally leapt back, clutching his chest. Yep, definitely that time of month again. Being observant, he had put the pieces of the puzzle together when the same thing had happened to Sha're on Abydos. He shuddered. Bad memories, bad memories.
Sam fell back, holding her abdomen.
"Why don't you take something?" he asked quietly, leaning in closer.
"Um…this is awkward." muttered Carter. "But, I don't have anything," she paused. "Daniel, could you…get something for me?"
Daniel paled a bit. This WAS awkward. But he was Daniel, and Daniel was too good-natured to ever let Sam suffer like that.
"Of course, Sam." he assured, smiling.
"Um…Midol would be fine."
"Sure. Midol. Okay." Daniel took his wallet from the desk and went back out the door.
Buying the medication was a lot more awkward than Daniel had thought. The old woman at the counter gave him a funny look, but the girl behind him on the line gave the archaeologist an understanding nod. Daniel just made a small, embarrassed noise in the back of his throat.
On the way out, he ran right into Jack's chest. He stepped back, startled, and clutched the bag to his chest. "Hey, watch where you're…oh, Daniel, it's you." Jack observed, looking up.
"Um…hi, Jack."
"Hi. Watcha got there?"
"Nothing."
Jack gave him a funny look. "Okaaay…I was just getting some chips and stuff."
"Good for you. Gotta go…" said Daniel, taking off down the hall. Jack watched his friend's retreating back, pretty confused.
"Here, quick!" said Daniel, throwing a bottle of water and the Midol at the foot of the bed Sam was lying in. She fumbled around, reaching for them as Daniel peeked out the door. A few minutes later, Sam was waiting for the pills to take effect when Jack strolled into the room.
"Hey, kids."
"GOD, SIR, CAN'T YOU KEEP IT DOWN?"
Jack just stared at her, then he drew his gaze to Daniel. The younger man winced, and Jack understood right away. Yes, it was definitely that time of month again. Awwwkward…
I'm sure most of my readers can identify with this chapter. Anyway, here's a little disclaimer for the brand 'Midol': I don't won Midol. Wow, wasn't that intense?
