Jack sighed as he browsed through the reports. They made sense, that was undeniable. The events correspondent in all of them, despite it´s fairy-talishness. Thurman and Gellar were either telling the truth or they were two cunning bastards. Jack was more afraid of the second option – to have someone that manipulative and sly in the base wasn´t very reassuring, even if he was still under Jack´s command. Now that the IOA started to nitpick everything that moved in the Cheyenne Mountain Complex, he was more occupied with explaing to President that everything was peachy and the IOA was just making boguses. It hasn´t been short time ago he realized he wasn´t recognizing some of the faces in the base. But some faces showed up much more frequently than they should....

Jack rolled his eyes and put the report neatly on the desk, surrendering, "Daniel?" It´s been for the third time this day the archeologist paid him a visit.

"Jack, I think we found something," Daniel quickly said.

"Again?" Jack lazily asked and started to play with the little air-fighter model he had there just for these occasions. "Is it just me having a little déjavu moment? I swear I have heard this before..."

"Now it´s different. Besides, I´m not talking about Thurman now."

"Thank God you aren´t. I´ve had enough of that person...," Jack frowned.

"We found something about the planet," continued Daniel, "we didn´t realize this until I had gone through old notes that weren´t in the database, because after the incident on - "

"Just spill it out already," Jack snapped.

"We´ve met the culture before."

"So?"

"That means we can find out more about the temple and the world and eventually...," Daniel paused. He expected a more enthusiastic reaction than Jack´s frowning. "Eventually a weapons against Anubis," he added, hoping that would catch Jack´s attention. But he just looked at Daniel sceptically, shaking his head.

"Why are you so fascinated about that planet? Why do you want to waste time with such a hostile place?" They both studied each other. Daniel didn´t know how to convince Jack, and Jack didn´t know how to discourage Daniel.

Daniel, beginning to sense that the mission is lost, groaned and glanced at Jack.

"Don´t give me that look!" Jack snapped back. „You know we expect Anubis to attack us at any time, we can´t afford to divide our forces just like that!"

"All I´m asking is one team. One team. It doesn´t even have to be military!" Daniel pleased and let Jack think about it. And Jack thought about it and though about it.

"Well?" Daniel asked carefully, when he thought the decision-making was starting to be a bit long.

"One team," he scowled. "And after any sign of truble, you get out of there and I´m putting the address on the red list. Understood?"

Daniel jumped out of the chair," I knew you´d make the right decision." Jack grumbled.

"Oh and about the team...I get to pick it, okay?" Daniel watched Jack´s resigning in the matter.

"Whatever you want..."

"Then I also want a briefing about the mission."

Jack just waved his hands in air.

"Oh and one more thing....," Daniel stopped at the door and turned to Jack´s abhorred face.

„Thanks," Daniel nodded and left suprised Jack and office.

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Sam put on her black, long-sleeve T-shirt, still not realising she was finally getting out of the infirmary. The week-long stay nearly drove not only her but also the personnel nuts. Sam didn´t like the new doctor, and the new doctor didn´t like her.

"No excercing, overexertion or any severe physical activity. And you will have to change your day regime. Less working and more resting. Unless you want to be here again," doctor ordered and was writing something into Sam´s medical files.

´Don´t worry, I´d rather die than to have to spend more time with you,´ Sam thought to herself as she was putting on her boots.

„I will also inform General O´Neill about your conditions and prescibred treatment," the doctor continued her lecture in the same, irritating voice Sam was hearing all week.

´Have sex with him if that´ll make you happy,´ Sam grinded her teeth. She wanted to throw the boot she was putting on at the doctor.

"And you will also come for regular physical and mental check-ups."

Sam glowered at the doctor, staightening up. "Mental check ups?"

"Of course, I don´t have to explain the importance of them after such an injury and mission," doctor said, but from her voce Sam could feel her sneering.

"Very well...," Sam gave up, now seriously wanting just to get the hell out of the room. She took the medicine she had on her bedside table. The small present from Daniel and Teal´c wass still there untouched, as the doctor prohibited any consumation of anything other than the infirmary meal and pills. Sam took the package and smiled. ´At least they bothered....´ When he was walking to the entrance she felt the doctor´s disdainful look on her back and shivered. ´Just what in the world is her problem...?"

It didn´t take long for Sam to get back to her hectic lifestyle. Soon enough she found herself again in the endless swirl of reports, experiments and calculations. But she didn´t complain. She felt safe in her lab, lab where no one set foot because they risked to be bored to death. Even the one person that always made her cheer up was now stuck in the General´s office.

Sam sipped from the cold coffee tam was there from early morning and tried to concentrate. The pain in her head popped up more and more frequently although Sam blamed that on extensive thinking. She just took some painkillers and moved on.

"I need to get some rest...." Sam admitted. She sighed as she thought about the tomorrow´s briefing. It´ll be their first meeting since teh awkward visit in the infirmary....And Sam wasn´t looking forward to it at all.

Author´s notes: Enjoy, and review if you like, thanks!