Jack O'Neill strode down the corridor, an angry man. It was one damn thing after another, and SG1 never seemed to catch a break. That one of his people was under attack infuriated the Colonel, even if it was Quinn.

He had allowed the Kelownan onto his team in a moment of weakness when he had been under too much pressure. And although the man had not let them down…yet… Jack still didn't quite trust him. The too quick smile, the apparent wide-eyed openness was all just a reminder that the man had been a politician back on his home world. Jack O'Neill knew what politicians were; lying back-stabbing bastards who'd shake your hand with a smile while they twisted your nuts off.

No, he didn't much like the Kelownan, but he'd be damned if anyone would get away with murdering the man on his watch. He approached the gym and spotted his quarry bracing a punching bag for a member of SG7.

"Teal'c," he barked. The tall Jaffa glanced over, and said something quietly to his sparring partner, and with a slight bow headed toward O'Neill. Jack didn't wait. He strode purposefully away, knowing the Jaffa would follow.

Teal'c caught up to his commander as O'Neill entered the elevator. Seeing the questioning cock of the Jaffa's eyebrow, Jack growled, "We've got a problem."

Teal'c took a measured breath. "Indeed."

To one who didn't know the man, it might have appeared that he was unconcerned, aloof. Jack knew his friend was mentally preparing himself for whatever was to come. Not wanting to explain twice, SG1's commander strode purposely toward the physics lab, where he knew he'd find Major Carter.

Entering the room, he barked, "Carter."

Sam startled, looking up from her computer. "Sir?"

"We've got a problem. Frasier says that Jonas was poisoned with bee stuff. She says it was a murder attempt."

"What?" Sam's eyebrows flew up. "Why? I mean, who'd want to kill Jonas, sir?"

"That's what we're going to find out. I want you to pull the security tapes. I want to know who put that damn candy in his office. I'll be back in a while to help you. T, you're with me."

O'Neill hardly heard the acknowledgement as he was already out the door, Teal'c on his heels. Once again he entered the elevator, punching the button for his next destination hard. As the elevator started moving, he glowered at his Jaffa friend. "Teal'c, were you aware of some Ex-Lax brownies that Jonas was given?"

Teal'c looked over at the human. "I have seen Jonas Quinn eat brownies on several occasions."

"No. These were laced with a laxative. Probably would have made him sick."

"I do not recall him showing any signs of illness, O'Neill."

"What about caffeine in his tea?"

"Did not Doctor Frasier warn that caffeine has a deleterious effect on him? I do not believe he would ingest something harmful intentionally."

"Yeah, that's the whole point." Jack muttered as the elevator door opened. Pushing himself off from the back wall, he headed for Dani… Jonas's office. As always, the door was open, but for once, the lights were off. Jack stopped for a moment looking around as if he expected the Kelownan to suddenly appear.

"I believe Dr. Frasier told Jonas Quinn to rest in his quarters, O'Neill."

Jack rolled his eyes. "Well, why didn't you say so in the first place!"

As Jack headed for the elevator once again, Teal'c stated, unperturbed. "I did not know your intention, O'Neill."

In the elevator, Jack leaned again against the wall. "T, whoever did this might try again. Until we can set up around the clock security, I want you with him. Don't let him out of your sight, and for God's sake, don't let him eat any damn candy."

The tall Jaffa gracefully bowed his head. "I will protect him."

"Yeah." O'Neill closed his eyes, drumming his hands on the wall at his back. When the elevator door, opened, he pushed off and strode out.

Reaching the quarters that had been assigned to the Kelownan, Jack hesitated, realizing that in the few months that Jonas had been a member of SG1, he had never before visited the man's quarters. Shaking the thought away, Jack rapped on the door.

When no response was forthcoming, he tried again, calling out, "Jonas? Open the door."

With a sudden unease, Jack glanced at Teal'c who nodded and stood to one side of the doorway. Jack took the other side. Ready for anything, he tried the doorknob, which turned easily in his hand. Quietly, he pushed the door open. He took a quick glance in, and his heart froze at the sight of Jonas propped up in his chair, head slumped forward on his desk. Cursing quietly, he stepped into the room. "Aw, shit."