LJQ: Thank you.

Chapter 5

A couple of hours later they were all halfway through watching 'Spring Time with Roo', all sitting on the folded out sofa or chairs around Charlie's lounge. Charlie carefully got up.

"Sam, coming?" Charlie broke the silence.

Sam carefully got up and followed Charlie out to the playroom. She went to the computer and loaded up the email with the details about the medieval week.

"Figured you wanted saving."

"Thank you," Sam smiled as she read the information, "I'm all for kids movies but..."

"It's alright."

A few minutes later Charlie walked in.

"Charlie, they all sleeping!" she complained, yawning slightly.

"Okay," Charlie pulled out some blankets; "I only have three."

"I'll wake Jack up and take him home and put him to bed," Sam smiled.

"'Jack' now is it?" Charlie looked over.

"What about 'Jason'?"

"Sleep!" the little girl called out.

"Sorry," Charlie took her hand and the three of them walked back into the lounge.

"Right," Charlie whispered, "Jason gets a blanket, Alan gets a blanket and you get a blanket."

"And I'll take Jack home," Sam added whispering.

Sam gently shook Jack's shoulder. "Colonel, time to get up."

He muttered something and moved away.

"Jack, up... now," Sam ordered quietly.

Jack quickly sat up and looked around. He slowly got up, yawning. Sam smiled, grabbed his arm and led him out.

"Where we going?" Jack asked, still half asleep.

"Home," Sam told him.

"Oh, okay."

Charlie smiled as the door shut. She looked at where Jack had been sitting to see Charlie curled up asleep. She took the smallest blanket and laid it over her. She placed the other two on Ben and Alan before curling up on the sofa next to Jason, leaning against him.

"Charlie," Sally called.

"Lounge," Charlie called half-asleep.

Sally smiled at the scene before her. She stopped the video and turned it all off before placing the blanket that was over Charlie, over Charlie and Jason.

"Thanks Charlie," she smiled picking up her daughter and walking out.

"Night," Charlie muttered, hugging Jason.

"Charlie," Jason whispered, "can I go find food?"

Charlie slowly got up and helped him up and the both walked into the kitchen.

"Why you here?"

"I came too. I hungry," Charlie smiled at him, "and want a hug."

Jason smiled, lent the crutches against the side and pulled her into a hug.

"Yey," she muttered sleepily, burring her face on his shoulder.

"What's with you?" he asked talking into her hair.

"I've had to put up with all three of you, all day."

"I'm not that bad," Jason objected.

"No, but they are," she looked up at him.

"Now you know what I've had to put up with for all these years."

They slowly began to move closer. They were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. The two of them looked over to see Ben and Alan standing in the doorway, arms crossed, leaning against the doorframe.

"I know the idea of team building it to get close," Ben smirked, "but not that close. Remember the regs."

"Actually, they are allowed. He's USAF and she's RAF. Completely different chains of command," Alan explained looking at his friend standing next to him.

"I knew that," Ben turned and stormed off back to the lounge.

"Food will go down well in this type of case," Alan told them as he walked in and sat down, "that's if you two can untangle yourselves."

"Very funny," Jason said sarcastically as he picked up his crutches again.

Sam couldn't believe she was so nervous. She was just going round her CO's house; she'd done it thousands of times before… well not thousands but still. Glancing across from her, Jack was tapping his fingers absently on the steering wheel as he drove. He looks so handsome when he's relaxed Sam mused.

"Here we are," Jack announced as they turned into his driveway.

Sam sighed softly. "I should really be getting ho-"

"Uh-uh," Jack said placing a finger on her lips, "you're staying."

"Bu-"

"No buts," Jack said slowly, "Un-der-stand?"

"Yes," Sam said exasperatedly.

Jack got out of the car and came round to open Sam's door.

"You can go after dinner, or if you want to or really can't stand the sight of me anymore…"

"That will never happen," Sam said solemnly.

"Good, coz I'm never gonna leave ya - so you could have had me charged for stalking or sexual harassment."

Sam laughed and hit Jack playfully as they turned to enter the house.

Jack unlocked the door and headed straight for the kitchen with Sam following behind him. He banged around in a few cupboards before emerging with two packets of food.

"Chicken and Thai?" he asked walking over to where Sam was sitting on the counter.

"Sounds great. When will it be ready?"

"Ten minutes. Can you wait that long?" Jack replied.

"Should be able to," Sam replied curtly, "but what can we do in ten minutes?"

"Well," Jack said, slowly walking over to her, "we could entertain ourselves."

"How?"

"Watch TV?"

Sam hit him again.

"Or maybe… this," Jack said softly before kissing her.

Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply before pulling away.

"You should put them in the oven so that they can cook," Sam said breathlessly.

"Smarty pants," Jack grinned at her.

Sam rolled her eyes whilst Jack put the food in the oven and got out some plates and cutlery. She watched Jack amble around his kitchen until he'd worked his way back over to her.

"Done?" she asked.

"Done," he replied and started kissing her again.

Sam soon broke the kiss as her lungs began to protest for air. Jack, however continued kissing down her neck, whilst pulling her tighter against him. Sam groaned and closed her eyes, letting Jack kiss her until she noticed a strange smell. Opening her eyes she saw smoke coming from the oven.

"Jack!" Sam shouted.

Jack turned around, saw what Sam had yelled about and quickly strode across the kitchen, turned the oven off and threw the burnt food into the sink. Sam slipped off the counter and hurried over to him.

"Are you alright?" she asked worriedly, reaching for his hands.

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You could have been burnt."

"Sam, I'm fine," Jack said reassuringly, taking her face in his hands and kissing her, "but dinner isn't."

"It's alright. I should be going home anyway."

"Nope," Jack shook his head, "get your coat. I'm taking you out."

"Bu-"

Jack kissed Sam. "No buts. Remember?"

SG-1 stepped out of the gate on P4H-654 to be greeted by two suns relentlessly beating down to the scorched ground.

"How lovely!" Jack exclaimed sarcastically.

"It could be worse sir," Sam said as the four of them started walking away from the gate, towards the forest.

"I do not see how, Major Carter," Teal'C added.

"The DHD could be broken beyond repair."

"Don't tempt fate Sam," Daniel told her.

"You do realise, if it is broken beyond repair it's all your fault," Jack smiled slightly.

"How?"

"Because."

After a few minutes of silence they arrived at the edge of the forest and stood just inside the shade.

"Wow," Daniel closed his eyes; "it's so cool just here."

"Indeed."

"Anyone want to explain how?" Jack asked.

"I have no idea sir," Sam replied, "there could be a machine that controls the temperature or… I just don't know."

"Ow!" Jack called out.

"What?" Sam turned to him.

"Some plant just attacked me!"

"Jack, stop being such a kid," Daniel complained.

"Well, I think that we should…" Jack stopped and closed his eyes, waiting for the dizziness to pass.

"Sir?" Sam walked over, "Sir, you feel alright?"

"I'm fine…" Jack muttered before collapsing.

Sam managed to catch him as he fell and Teal'C and Daniel quickly came over. They took off his gear and Sam carefully laid him down and checked him over quickly.

"Sam?" Daniel asked nervously.

"He's unconscious," she looked down at his ankle, it had a cut on it, she stood up, "we should get him back. Teal'C, can you carry him?"

"Indeed Major Carter."

Teal'C passed Daniel his staff and stepped forward to pick up his fallen leader. As he knelt down there was a sudden bright light that sent him flying back into one of the nearby trees. Daniel ran over and helped him up again.

"You alright?"

"I am."

They looked over and froze; in Colonel O'Neill's place was a small boy. He lowly started to stir and Sam knelt down next to him. Daniel and Teal'C came over and stood behind her. The boy looked around and at both of them before his gaze stopped on Sam.

"I'm Sam. What's your name?" she asked.

"Jonathan," he whispered.

"That's Daniel," Sam pointed at him, "and that's Teal'C. You feeling okay?"

He shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

"My ankle hurts."

Sam had a quick look; the cut was still there.

"Why don't we take you back so my friend can have a look. Okay?"

He thought for a moment and then nodded slowly. He sat up and tried to stand but immediately fell down again, tears in his eyes.

"It's alright," Sam put her hand on his shoulder, "you don't need to cry."

"Sam, why don't you carry him?" Daniel suggested, "I can carry your gear and Teal'C can carry Jack's."

Sam took off her gear and passed it to Daniel before crouching down again. She picked him up and he lent his head against her shoulder. Teal'C picked up Jack's gear and they all started back towards the gate. After a few minutes Daniel looked at the boy Sam was carrying, his head facing away from Sam.

"Sam, you alright with him?" he asked.

"Yeah. How does he look?"

"He's asleep at the moment," Daniel replied, "is that really Jack?"

"I do believe that he is," Teal'C stated.

"Okay, so how did it happen?" Sam asked.

"I do not know."

They arrived at the gate a minute later and Daniel quickly dialled earth. He sent the IDC and they waited a moment before going through.

On the other side a medical team was waiting and the SF's had their guns aimed at the gate. Once through the gate deactivated, causing Jonathan to wake up. He lifted his head and looked around, yawning.

"Stand down," Hammond ordered as he walked in, "who's that?"

"This, we believe," Daniel began, as they walked down the ramp, "is Jack."

"Hello," Janet smiled kindly at the little boy.

Jonathan buried his face on Sam's shoulder.

"Jonathan, this is my friend. Remember I said she would look at you ankle?" Sam asked him.

He nodded without lifting his head.

"His ankle?"

"Right one," Sam supplied.

Janet took alook at the aformentioned ankle.

"Colonel O'Neill was 'attacked' by a planet and then passed out. He then turned into a child and he can't stand on it," Sam explained.

"Jonathan, does your ankle hurt a lot?" Janet asked him.

He nodded slowly.

"Sam, can you put him on the gurney?"

She moved to put him down but he wouldn't go down.

"I'll carry him," Sam smiled at her friend.

SG-1 and Janet walked out towards the infirmary while Hammond went back to his office.

They came into the infirmary to find Jason and Charlie sitting on one of the beds. Janet shook her head as she remembered why they were here.

"Captain Mendelo, do you mind waiting a while longer while I deal with SG-1's latest problem?"

"No. What happened?" Jason looked over at SG-1.

"Colonel O'Neill managed to get himself turned into a child."

"I don't mind."

"Thank you," Janet turned and walked over to stand in front of Jonathan who was now sitting on a bed with Sam sitting next to him.

Charlie got up and took down the sign saying 'The Daniel Jackson Ward'. She turned in over, grabbed a pen and wrote something else before putting it back up again.

"Far more fitting," Daniel grinned.

"He won't like it," Sam added, "not that he'll notice."

"I believe that naming the infirmary 'The Colonel O'Neill Ward' is better than 'The Daniel Jackson Ward'," Teal'C added in his usual tone.

"Jonathan?" Janet asked him, "Jonathan, do you feel alright?"

He shook his head slowly; he'd gone pale and was fighting to keep his eyes open.

"I want you to lie down, and Sam's going to have to move. She'll stay close though."

Jonathan slowly laid down with Janet's help and Sam moved out the way.

"Janet?" Sam asked slowly.

"He has a fever," Janet explained as two nurse's came over, "all of you go and sit with Captain Barker and Captain Mendelo."

They reluctantly went over as Janet and the nurses started working on Jonathan. Sam and Daniel sat on the bed opposite Charlie and Jason while Teal'C stood at the end of the two beds, placing all their gear on the floor.

"How is he?" Charlie asked Sam.

She didn't answer, just sat staring at the floor.

"He's got a fever," Daniel covered for her, "why you guys here?"

"He's meant to have his cast taken off today," Charlie explained, smiling, "and he was scared that the evil doctor lady would hurt him so he dragged me along."

"And now we wait until Doc has dealt with Colonel O'Neill."

"Jonathan," Sam stated.

"What?"

"He's Jonathan, not Colonel O'Neill."

"Sure?" Daniel asked trying to liven the mood, "I wouldn't be able to tell the difference."

Sam smiled slightly. "I'm sure."

"I agree with Daniel Jackson," Teal'C stated, "there appears to be very little difference in behaviour between O'Neill's and a small child's."

"Sam," Janet called.

Sam ran over and stood next to her friend. She looked down at Jonathan; he had slightly more colour in his face.

"Hi," Sam smiled.

"Hi," Jonathan muttered.

"He'll should be fine," Janet smiled, pulling the blanket over him, "he just needs to rest."

"Sam, stay," he muttered, sleepily.

"I'll stay," Sam promised, "you go to sleep."

Jonathan slowly closed his eyes and Sam pulled up a chair and sat down. Janet smiled before turning and heading over to deal with Jason.

"How's Jack?" Daniel asked as she came to a stop net to Teal'C.

"He'll be fine. At the moment he's asleep and Sam's going to stay with him," Janet replied.

Jason slowly started to sway. Charlie put her hand on his shoulder to steady him.

"Captain?" Janet walked to stand in front of him.

"Just dizzy," he muttered.

"Jack felt like that just before he turned into..." Daniel said slowly.

"Daniel, Teal'C if you'll go for a post mission check I'll deal with the new epidemic."

They both got up and slowly began to walk away.

"Captain," Janet looked at Charlie.

She moved off the bed and Jason started to sway again. Charlie and Janet carefully laid him down. Suddenly there was a blinding light. When it subsided a little boy was lying in Jason's place, his right leg inside an oversized cast.

"That's one way to remove a cast," Janet muttered as she carefully took the cast away.

She checked his leg and smiled at Charlie.

"It's fine, however he'll have to take it slow for the next week or so."

"Why you telling me?"

"He'll attach himself to you like Jonathan has to Sam."

"What fun," Charlie muttered as she looked down at him.

Jason slowly opened his eyes and tensed as he looked around.

TBC

Right, I will not be posting any more of this story until I have five reviews. If I do not get them I will put this story on hold and you'll never find out how they turn back, if they turn back at all.