"Aww come on doc, I just skinned my elbow, why do I hafta sit here for?" Jack whined holding dressing on his bleeding elbow.
"Colonel, you were in here just a few minutes ago looking for someone to annoy and you voluntarily came here. Its not my fault that you put yourself on my turf." she shot back silencing hime. She turned her attention back to Sam's head as she tied off the last of the 3 stitches. She dabbed it once with a clean gauze and turned her attention back to Jack. "Besides, I'm not keeping you here for you, I'm keeping you here because I have a job for you."
"What kinda job?" he asked very suspiciously.
"I want you take take Sam home and make sure she keeps her weight off of her knee. Make sure she stays there for at least 24 hours." Janet directed.
"Janet, thats nots..." Sam was cut of my Janet raising her hand.
"I don't want to hear it Sam, my minds made up. You're going home, and the Colonel is making sure you stay there and do what Ive said."
"Yeah come on Carter, it'll be fun, pizza and a movie, we'll make a night out of it!" Jack grinned. "Ive got a copy of Joe's apartment in my truck, we can watch that!"
Sam looked to Janet with a look that seemed to say, "What did I ever do to you to deserve this!" Janet couldn't help but laugh at the desperation in her friends face. Janet had to admit that sitting with Colonel O'Neill and watching a movie about an uncleanly man and singing cocroaches didn't sound all that appealing to her either. Janet also knew that with the painkillers she had given her for the knee combined with how exhausted Sam already was, that she would be fast asleep before the first cocroach got to sing its first song.
"Thats sounds like a good plan Colonel. My advice would be to spread out on the couch with a comfy blanket and your puppy and enjoy the movie." Janet grinned. Sam's eyebrows shot up.
"The puppy! Where is the puppy?"
Janet looked down and searched the floor for the ball of fur. The juvenile canine was nowhere to be seen. Jack whistled as he got up from the infirmary bed as Janet stood from her seat as well.
"Puppy!" She called causing Sam and Jack to look at her amused. "What, you didn't give it a name!" Janet then preceeded to look around the infirmary making clicking a kissing noises and Jack continued whistling.
"Maybe he got out." Sam said from her spot on the bed.
"I shut the door behind us, hes got to be around here somewhere."
As if on cue, the puppy came bursting out of Janet's office, feet skidding across the cement floor with a strange object hanging from his mouth. Janet took a knee and the puppy loped clumsily up to her, showing off his new treasure.
"Whatcha got there?" she asked as she reached in the puppies mouth and pulled out a pair of slobbery, mangled glasses that looked very familar. "Oh no. Bad dog." Janet scolded
"Whats that?" Jack asked
"Daniel's glasses." she answered wiping the drool off of the chewed on lenses with her lab coat. "He aked if I could replace the lenses with his new perscriptions."
"Well isn't it ok since you have new lenses to put in?" Sam asked
"These are the new lenses, I already replaced them." Janets face twisted even more as one of the ear pieces snapped off in her hand. "Oops" she said sheepishly.
"Bad dog," Sam scolded as the puppy ran up and put its front feet on the edge of the chair by her bed. He seemed to be smiling in satisfaction that he was the center of attention. "No chewing on things that arent yours" The puppy yipped a high pitched bark that shot through Sam's quickly forming headache. "And no barking"
"Hey Janet, did you get a chance to..." Daniel rounded the corner talking while looking down at something in his head. His sentence was cut short by the sight of his friends all standing around, Sam in the bed with her leg wrapped in an ace bandage.
"What?" he asked taking in how they all were looking at him like he had just grown antlers.
