Sam walked down the ramp to the SGC and nodded at Mal'tec and Ead'ogar. The two followed the security team that led Kinsey toward the Brig and she smiled a soft greeting to Hammond. "Sir," she said as she came to stand in front of him and offered her hand.
"Colonel," Hammond offered with a nod. "The President is on hold for you in my office. I suggest you take the call."
"Thank you Sir." Without another word Sam made her way to Hammond's office and sat down slowly as she took the President off hold.
"Mr. President."
"Samantha, I take it Mr. Kinsey is in custody?"
"Yes Sir. Colonel Tutor, Mal'tec, and Ead'ogar went with the security team to escort him to the Brig here at Cheyenne."
"And everything is under control at the outpost?"
"Lieutenant Hailey stayed behind at the outpost to assist Dr. Marks. Major Greenwall is overseeing the rest of things until Colonel Tutor returns."
There was a moment of silence and Sam could hear the familiar sound of being taken off speaker. "How are you?"
"I'm fine Sir."
"You sound tired Sam. Go get some rest; we'll see you for your report tomorrow."
"Thank you Sir." Once the dial tone sounded Sam hung up the phone and covered her face with her hands.
"You look tired Sam," Hammond said from the doorway to the briefing room.
She uncovered her face and smiled softly at Hammond. "Nothing a good night's sleep won't fix Sir. I should report to the infirmary," she offered as she stood from her seat.
"Sam," Hammond asked with concern as she leaned against the edge of his desk. "Sam, are you alright?" Sam tried to fight the sudden dizzy feeling before she stumbled right into Hammond's arms. She felt him tighten his hold on her before everything went black.
Sam opened her eyes to find Janet leaning over her on the floor. "Janet? What happened?"
"Hold you horses," Janet ordered as she held Sam down, keeping her from sitting up like she wanted to. "You passed out; I don't want you moving too quickly. How are you feeling – and don't say you're fine."
"Tired but I feel like I'm always tired these days. Janet, let me up please."
"Oh I don't think so. Alright guys," Janet said as she looked up to someone behind her. "Let's get her on the gurney and down to the infirmary."
"Janet," Sam tried to gripe as Janet moved and orderly's helped her up from the floor. She leaned against the gurney for a moment at another dizzy spell but tried to down play the feeling as she realized Hammond and SG-1 stood nearby. "Janet I'm fine. I can walk down to the infirmary."
"Get on the gurney Colonel," Hammond ordered, leaving no room for argument.
With a sigh Sam sat on the gurney until Janet pushed her to lay down on it and shot a quick smile to Jack as he stood quietly behind the others. In the infirmary Janet was gracious enough to let Sam move from the gurney to a bed of her own accord and then began to run tests. An hour later Janet was writing in Sam's chart while Jack walked into the infirmary.
"How's she doin' Doc?"
"She seems alright but, I still need to run some tests. Make sure she stays in bed Colonel."
Just as Janet left the infirmary Jack sat down in a chair next to Sam's bed. "You're supposed to be the smart one that takes better care of herself."
"I take care of myself Sir," Sam offered as she watched him. "Some of us don't get too many days off."
"Well, some of us don't work on our days off," Jack offered as he gently took Sam's hand in his own, rubbing it gently with his thumb. "You had us worried there."
"I just didn't realize how tired I was, that's all."
"Tired or not it doesn't really explain you fainting."
"Jack," Sam offered quietly. "Janet's running tests. If anything's wrong you know she'll figure it out. But I highly doubt that's the case. It's not like I could have picked up another alien virus or life form; I'm pretty much confined to the outpost. Mal'tec and Ead'ogar are extremely protective."
"Good," Jack offered as he squeezed her hand. "If I can't watch after you then I'm glad they can." Sam smiled at him, trying to reassure him but Jack looked down at their joined hands before taking a breath. "I hope you're right, that nothing's wrong but Sam . . . Ever since you found out about your dad's cancer you've been getting bi-annual checkups with Janet … what if …"
"Oh Jack, please don't worry. The CMO at Eleftheria did my last check up three months ago. She ran tests and sent enough samples to Janet for her to double check. I'm fine."
"Alright," Jack nodded as he finally looked to her. "But, you're still tired. Get some sleep," he offered as he leaned over and kissed her forehead. "I'll be here when you wake up."