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Sam strolled into the CMO's office, on the lookout for a
paper clip that wasn't bent, rusted, or otherwise pulled into
weird designs, as Colonel O'Neill had already destroyed all of
the clips in her lab.
Hi, Janet, she said as she peered
around the main desk in the small room.
Just looking for a
paper clip. The Colonel has already destroyed all... Well,
mine are all gone, and I'm on the way to a briefing in ten
minutes, and I need to keep these pages in order... Sam
didn't finish her sentence as she was consumed by looking.
Mind if I borrow one?
Janet dropped the magazine she was flipping through and
pulled out the top drawer of her desk. From there, she yanked
several pages of paper out of the way, and uncovered a small,
plastic case full of paper clips.
Will these do? she
asked as she held out the case for Sam's inspection.
Sam's inspection was quite favorable.
enthusiastically said, reaching inside the case for a clip.
Thanks! You're a lifesaver.
That's what it says on my diploma, too.
You know... it says Doctor Janet Fraiser, M.D.
Sam eyed Janet: she decided that her friend's teasing tone was entirely too cheeky for so early in the morning.
Sam did her best to ignore Janet's happiness, and instead
slipped the paper clip onto the group of pages in her hand. She
So, how come you're at work so early?
Actually, I've been here all night.
Captain Saunders has a spleen that was on the verge of rupturing
that I wanted to keep an eye on during these first few hours
after SG-9 brought her in.
Sam was immediately concerned at the news of the injury
suffered by a fellow soldier and SG team member.
she? Sam asked.
It seems that she's out of the woods now -
that spleen isn't going to burst or anything, and that rupture
isn't then going to lead to complications that she could die
from. However, she is going to be sore for several days.
But... Her voice trailed away as she gave a shrug.
Sam wrinkled her nose in puzzlement.
Then what are you
still doing here? she inquired.
If the Captain's out of
danger, like you say she is, why don't you go home and get some
sleep? It looks like you can use it.
Janet's smile split her face.
Thanks, Sam, I can always
count on you for an honest assessment. She flipped another
page of her magazine, which she had returned to looking at.
plan on going home as soon as Dr. Warner comes in this morning.
I'm just looking at this magazine to try to unwind while I wait
for him to get here. She gave a small grimace.
fashion magazines seem to relax me when things get a bit too
intense in the Infirmary, she explained.
After an entire
day and night on duty, my brain can't handle anything more taxing
right now than staring at famous people photographed in
ridiculous poses, wearing funky clothing.
Sam grinned. She came around Janet's desk, and leaned over
her friend for a better look at the magazine.
What are you
looking at this time?
Cassie had this month's 'Vogue' sitting
on the couch, and the other day, I threw it in my pack to bring
to work. She said she was done looking at it anyway, and that
there was something that she thought I might be very interested
in seeing... She flipped the magazine closed, then opened it
But I can't find anything except actresses that I've
never heard of wearing clothes that I can't afford.
Suddenly Sam laughed as she gazed at a picture.
you think that is? she asked.
They have her hair brushed
back, but it looks like...
Janet sat up for a closer look.
Is that Mary
Steenbergen? she asked.
Sam set her papers on the edge of Janet's desk as she got
comfortable sitting on the arm of Janet's desk chair.
know, she divulged,
I know the Colonel says that he's got
this thing for Mary Steenbergen, but I don't think I've ever seen
her in any movie or TV show.
Sure you have! Janet exclaimed.
Eating Gilbert Grape, or Back to the Future
That was Mary Steenbergen? Sam asked in an amazed
I had no idea!
Told you that you'd seen her in something.
But Janet! Sam exclaimed in amusement.
movies are really old! I'm sure she's in something a little more
recent than that!
I wouldn't know, Janet wryly announced.
like I have time to go to movies. Maybe the Colonel can
Maybe, Sam said.
Though I don't know that he's
had time to go to the movies lately, either. We've had a pretty
tight mission schedule, and Colonel O'Neill's been...
Before Sam could even finish her sentence, Jack O'Neill
himself sauntered into the Doctor's office.
What have I
been? he asked coming to stand beside her desk and to stare
at the magazine in Janet's hand.
Busy, Sam finished.
I was going to say that
you're... we all are... too busy to go to the movies this
O'Neill scratched at his nose.
True, we are a bit in the
'run around like a chicken with its head cut off' phase.
No giggling, Doc, O'Neill quickly said, which made
Sam's giggle join the doctor's giggles.
O'Neill rolled his eyes.
Now I have two giggling
soldiers! Just what I need!
Still giggling, Janet remarked,
And you wouldn't have it
any other way! She flipped another page in her magazine, and
peered at the picture in intense interest with Sam peering over
her shoulder, and asked,
What can I do for you,
Jack looked around the two women at the pictures in Janet's
Not much... I was just looking for Carter
And I was looking for a paper clip that you haven't
destroyed yet, Sam interrupted with her cheeky smile
But O'Neill wasn't really listening to her. He was busy
staring intently at Janet's magazine.
Sam knowingly answered,
The entire add is about her, Janet informed. She
flipped another page. There the Mary Steenbergen add ended,
giving way to... The Brave - The Dedicated - The
Military, Janet read with a hint of amusement in her voice.
This must be what Cassie was hoping that I'd see in this
magazine, she said, then studied the first picture of a man
in BDUs and face paint.
Lieutenant Chris Bongala, she
Stationed in Iraq.
Poor man, O'Neill retorted.
He better hope for a
Sam recalled that the Colonel didn't have fond memories of
Iraq. Neither did she, now that she thought of it.
remember much about Iraq except sand always getting into my
teeth, she said.
I was glad to transfer back Stateside,
too. 'Course, that was years ago.
Sand in the teeth - ah, the memories! O'Neill
exclaimed, trying to draw the women's attentions off Iraq, as he
didn't have many fond things to say about the country.
see the next picture, he suggested.
Janet turned another page.
Colonel Paige Drew
Oxgard, she read.
Team member Sergeant Rhonda Inis,
Captain John James, Major Todd Senning, and Lieutenant Sax
Contril. The picture of the five team members stared her in
O'Neill's forehead wrinkled.
What kind of name is
Celtic family name, Sam read on.
He goes by
And Sax goes by... Janet slowly read.
That ain't much better than the first one, in my
opinion, the Colonel said.
I knew a 'Drew' once, Sam informed them.
It rhymes with 'flew,' Janet noted with a snide grin
sent in the Colonel's direction. She moved to the next image
before O'Neill or Sam could respond to her teasing comment or her
Major Tom Zanski, Cadet Jon Zanski, Tom stationed
in Missouri, and John attending West Point. Janet stared at
the man wearing a Marine dress uniform, standing behind someone
who was obviously his son.
Well, at least they're not wearing
face paint, she said.
Sam tilted her head, also staring at the picture.
They're kinda cute... for a Marine... and an Army cadet...
who's way too young for me to think he's cute.
Cassie seemed to think so, according to the
big heart she's drawn around the picture. She pointed and
Janet flipped the page once more.
Corporal Josh Manx,
stationed in Japan. A man in what was clearly an Army
Uniform smiled at the camera for his picture.
I thought about joining the Army once, O'Neill
That surprised Sam, who had heard nothing about this.
Really?! she asked, astonished.
O'Neill looked uncomfortable now.
Well, I did in my
Freshman year of High School... for all of two seconds. Then the
guy at our Career Fair told me about the weapons the Army uses...
and him and the Air Force guy sitting at the next table started
arguing about guns... which was cooler...
And? Janet inquired.
O'Neill rolled his eyes one more time.
I'm in the Air
Force, aren't I? was all he said.
That does say something for the
weapons, doesn't it? she agreed.
Besides, O'Neill said.
He told me that I would
have a good chance to get to blow things up if I joined the Air
Force, and I liked that. Blowing things up.
I once blew the roof off the garage, Sam
O'Neill instantly looked impressed.
The fact that the car was in the
garage at the time was a little detrimental.
O'Neill and Janet laughed in appreciation.
I bet that
didn't go over too well with the parents! Janet said.
Parent, Sam corrected her.
Mom was dead at the
time, she explained. Then her blush deepened.
punishment, my father didn't let me apply for my driver's license
until I turned seventeen. My sixteenth birthday was just two
days after the day I blew the roof off the garage.
Ouch! O'Neill declared.
Yeah, Dad was a tad miffed. She
But the state we were living in at the time
allowed fourteen-year-olds to get a motorcycle license. And as I
was almost sixteen...
Something tells me that's when you
acquired your love of bikes!
I was just looking for a way to get to
school without having to ride the bus when I was sixteen. I took
the test, passed it, and then bought a really old bike. I bought
a helmet too, but I found out that I really liked the feel of the
wind in my hair and on my face, especially early in the morning!
What a good wake up call!
You adrenaline junkie! O'Neill affectionately
Sam's grin grew.
The front windshield was gone - there's
nothing like bugs in your teeth before 0800!
Janet piped up,
It was just preparation for getting the
sand of Iraq in your teeth.
The two soldiers laughed at that comment.
prepare you for that! O'Neill said.
The bugs weren't so bad, 'cause the fastest that bike
would go was forty miles per hour! Sam then explained.
So much for the adrenaline of high speed! Janet
pointed out, giggling again.
Hey! Daniel then yelled as he stood at the office
There's too much fun going on here! It's too early in
the morning for this much laughter! And I can hear you guys all
the way out in the corridor! But his tone was teasing
instead of angry. He entered the office after he spoke.
O'Neill ribbed at Daniel,
Sounds like someone hasn't had
his morning coffee yet.
Daniel grinned as Janet handed him her coffee cup.
it's almost completely full, she said.
Thanks! Daniel took the offering in
It's freshly made, too, Janet told him.
Perfect! Daniel announced as he took a grateful sip.
Whatcha doing? he asked after he had swallowed and
Looking through this magazine of Cassie's Sam
At something about people in the military, Janet
And Carter's telling us about getting bugs in her
teeth, O'Neill added.
Daniel gazed closely at Sam.
Yep, I can still see
Daniel! Sam laughingly swatted at him.
probably something from breakfast!
Which was? O'Neill couldn't help but ask her.
Toast and Oatmeal, she told them all.
Still in my
Just kidding, Sam, he told her, and
took another sip of his coffee, then passed it back to Janet.
Here, I'll share, he said to the doctor.
She took the cup from him.
Thanks! she gushed,
clearly just as pleased as Daniel had been to get her morning
I need this after last night.
Janet, turn the page, Sam commanded.
who's next. It might be someone I know. Sam stared at the
others as they all stared at her with disbelieving expressions on
What? she asked defensively.
happen! she argued.
Knowing people from all over... That
is the way of the military, I guess. He motioned to
Go ahead, turn the page.
Obediently, Janet flipped the page... and her in drawn breath exploded out as she gave a wide-eyed stare.
Crap! O'Neill immediately exclaimed at his first
glimpse of the next picture.
They said that it probably
wouldn't even make it into an issue of the magazine! He was
Guess they were wrong.
They all looked when Jack made that kind of comment.
Jack! Daniel hollered in amazement, realizing what
O'Neill had cursed.
And indeed it was a picture of O'Neill. He was wearing his green BDUs, his 'going-on-a-mission' baseball cap perched on his silver hair. But that didn't make his rugged features any less handsome, at least not in Sam's opinion.
Colonel Jack O'Neill, stationed in Colorado, Janet
It doesn't say anything about the SGC.
I hope not! Sam declared.
We are in a top
Jack, I didn't know that you could look
so cute in your BDUs.
Oh, shut up, Daniel! O'Neill responded and
Sam asked the Colonel,
Why didn't you tell us about this
picture you had taken before now?
Yeah, Jack, fess up! Daniel added, clearly enjoying
O'Neill shrugged his left shoulder, but he wasn't fooling
any of them. He was nervous as hell, and it showed in the way
his eyes darted around at them all in the office, as if to ask if
they thought the picture was okay.
I was in the mall one day,
going to the sports store, and this guy asked if I was in the
military, 'cause of the BDUs I s'ppose. The next thing I knew, I
was in front of the camera, and... He waved at the picture,
then gazed at them all in exasperation.
All I went in there
for was to pick up a new hockey stick from 'The Sports Zone,'
And you expect us to believe that? Daniel teased.
You were picking up a hockey stick in your
I was on my lunch hour! O'Neill exclaimed, his tone
close to anger.
Janet couldn't help but add her opinion.
said in mock appreciation of her own.
I didn't know that BDUs
could look so...
Don't say it! O'Neill yelled, and pulled the magazine
out of her hands.
They all laughed as Teal'c entered the office.
MajorCarter, DanielJackson, it is time for our morning
briefing, he announced in his flat tones. Then he noticed
that he was the only one in the office besides his leader who had
a straight face.
Why is everyone laughing? Was there some
joke that I missed?
No joke, Sam explained as she and the Colonel and
Daniel left Janet's office.
It was very real!
And very... unexpected! Daniel said.
And very.., O'Neill added his voice to the mix. But
he didn't finish his statement. Instead, he asked,
trust you not to show this to anyone else, Doc? He gazed at
If I can trust you, you can have your magazine
back, he wheedled.
Janet placed her hand on her chest.
You won't see me
showing another soul, Colonel! she wholeheartedly promised.
I'm the height of discretion!
Well... Okay then. He tossed the
magazine back to her. She caught it in mid flight. Then he
hurried to follow his team to their briefing with General
It was several hours later before he learned that the
picture was already in a place of honor on the Commissary
bulletin board for all to see. He ripped it down among the sound
of accompanying laughter and grumbled loudly as he threw it into
the nearest trash bin.
Whoever did this should be...
Jack! Daniel cautioned.
But Jack's dark look remained.
Well, they should! he
insisted as they walked out as a group.
Sam didn't despair over the photo the Colonel had just torn down. She thought of yet another copy of the shot, dangling near the elevators by the Control Room, and smiled.
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