Dead Men
A/N: working on rumors when I got sick thanks to some of my co-workers and it got me thinking and well this is what came out of it. Enjoy.
"Daniel is a dead man."
Sam Carter sneezed and coughed after that statement.
"Why Carter?"
She blew her nose and preceded to answer her CO, "he must die. He lied to me. He said he had allergies and was sneezing and spreading his germs and swore to me that it wasn't a cold. He continued to weave his lies while we were working on this artifact we brought back. Now I'm sick, feeling lousy and the only thing that will make me feel better is to kill him in a slow and painful manner for putting me through this misery."
She sneezed and Jack offered her a tissue, "Carter I don't condone violence in the workplace, you can't kill Daniel."
She coughed and he stepped back, "Please Sir no one will know will say he tripped and fell down the stairs or the wall of books in his lab fell on him or…"
"Or what Sam," Daniel asked blowing his nose as he walked into her lab.
Jack jumped away from him and knocked down the doohickey Sam was working on.
Sam groaned and sneezed at the same time.
Daniel smiled, "you're a dead man Jack."
