6:30 am - Alarm goes off. Hit the snooze button...probably wasn't a good idea, but really don't care. I'm tired.
6:39 am - Alarm goes off again, and promptly takes a flying lesson.
6:40 am - Pick up alarm from the other side of the room. Decide *not* 2 give Alarm flying lessons again.
6:41 am - Wander around aimlessly, trying to decide what to do first.
6:42 am - Still wandering.
6:43 am - Decide to have a shower. Maybe then I'll wake up.
7:00am - Nup. Didn't work, as evidenced by the clothes I'm wearing. Change clothes to something slightly less 80's.
7:07 am - Suitably attired, considering I'm only going to the base, and will change when I get there. Wander down stairs to get breakfast.
7:08 am - Find there's *nothing* in my house that would qualify as breakfast. Decide to grab something on the way.
7:10 am - Yell at the phone when it starts ringing. It's Colonel O'Neill.
7:11 am - Reprimand self for thinking bad thoughts about Colonel O'Neill. But his voice over the phone...NO! Bad Major!
7:12 am - Decide we'll wear blue BDU's today. Just to confuse Jonas. Laugh at Colonel O'Neill's insane love of annoying my fellow team member.
7:13 am - Get in the car and decide to pick up something at the commissary - at least there you have some vague idea of what you're eating.
7:15 am - Stomach didn't agree with my reasoning. Mmmm...MacDonalds....
7:40 am - Decide that no matter what anyone says, MacDonald's coffee is worse than the stuff @ the commissary. Toss the stuff out the window hoping the local wildlife don't die from it.
7:41 am - Stop the car and grab the styrofoam cup lying on the road. Decide consciences are expensive and time-consuming. And hurtful.
7:43 am - Wander through the guard posts, vaguely wondering why I'm here @ 7:43 in the morning.
7:57 am - And I'm here again. The Lab. Oh joy; my heart is enveloped with such joy and rapture when I see the no-where-even-remotely-near finished naquada reactor sitting in the middle of the room.
8:00 am - Colonel O'Neill comes wandering in, itching to break something. Watch his every move keenly, while attempting not to look like I'm watching his every move keenly.
8:01 am - Wow. A new record. Grab whatever it was he probably just broke judging by the noise it made.
8:15 am - Briefing time. Oh yay. I love watching the Colonel drawing aimlessly on the pad in front of him. Gives me something to do when I'm tuning out, which doesn't happen often. Well, not that often.
8:20 am - Another record. Jonas sits down after only 5 minutes. Colonel O'Neill's just as shocked as me, although he does a better job at hiding it because he's not the next one up.
8:21 am - Swear I'm going to actually pay attention to Jonas next time.
8:28 am - Sit down again next to Colonel O'Neill, resisting the urge to grab that pen and...stopping right there.
8:30 am - Ooops! We're leaving. Decide to go see Janet to see whether or not there's a medical reason as to why my brain's not functioning this morning.
8:33 am - Nup - I was wrong. I've been prescribed more sleep, less coffee, and less stress. Yeah. Right. Ok. I think someone should check *Janet's* brain.
9:00 am - Departing for PX3-938. Smile at the Colonel's most recent joke. Wander thru the gate.
9:01 am - Wow. I'll never regret doing this. If there is only one reason why I do this job, it's to go thru the gate. Wow. I love my job. Resolve to get the regs changed, if it's the last thing I do.
9:10 am - New civilisation. Jonas is happy. There are many rocks and inscriptions. Smile at the Colonel's attempts to be diplomatic without the sarcasm. Teal'c made some new friends, as usual. I smiled and attempted to look interested. Oh man...what is wrong with my brain?
9:45 am - Deflect any attempt by the Colonel to find out what's wrong. If *I* don't know buddy, there's no way in hell I'm going to tell *you*.
10:30 am - Heading back to the Stargate.
10:32 am - Decide a panadol would be good for the system right about now.
10:33 am - Ok, decide water is good for the system. NOW.
10:34 am - Ok, sitting down slowly - no, scratch that - falling very ungracefully to the ground, attracting the Colonel's attention. Resolve not to do *that* again.
10:35 am - Dots. Oh man....I think I'm going to pass out. No, can't pass out. That would be bad. Very bad. Stop it!! No! I can't -
10:38 am - Ok, this is not good. I'm in the Colonel's arms and he's carrying me back to the gate. Under other circumstances, this would be nice. But not now. Hearing voices...Teal'c's...Jonas asking if I'm ok...the Colonel making some smart remark about carrying me...oh boy. He's upset. I can tell by the sound of his voice. Attempt to assure him I'm ok and he can put me down now, but comes out as unintelligible garbage, and suddenly everything is a very comforting shade of grey-
14:34 pm - Ok...ground is soft...ok, not ground. My head hurts. Opening eyes...ok, I must be in the infirmary. No other culture is stupid enough to put ceilings with little black dots in their sick rooms. Ohhh, bright light. Closing eyes again..sleep is good.....
15:00 pm - Oohhh..head still hurts....but I'm going to wake up. Opening eyes slowly....the light isn't as bright, which is definitely good. Water. Oh what I wouldn't give for water. My throat feels like one of Daniel's old manuscripts. Hang on - what's that holding my hand....oh. Dear. This is not good. Turning head slowly...yep. I should wake him...but, no. I don't think so. Going back to sleep now....smiling...
15:47 pm - Ok. Now I really need to wake up. Moving hand slightly...eep - that's done it. He's awake. And talking. Yeah, I'm here. Yeah, I'm ok. Apart from the brass band playing in my head, I'm fine. I want water. Bad. Convincing the Colonel I'm ok and could he please get me some water?
15:50 pm - Ooops - Janet's back. Apparently, I have a virus. Oh goody. Not on my top ten list of things to do. Apparently I almost died there too. Oh dear. Not smooth - I don't think I'll try that one again. Obviously worried the Colonel, otherwise he wouldn't be here holding my hand....oh darn.
15:51 pm - Jonas and Teal'c are here. It's nice to know I'm loved. By more than just one man. In many different ways.
16:00 pm - They've all been shooed away. Even Colonel O'Neill left after Janet threatened to thrown him out for the next three days. The General was less than impressed with my little stunt. Oh well, I didn't plan it. Not to worry.
17:34 pm - Ok, it's official - I'm bored. There's only so much sleeping one can do in a day, and unfortunately, I already filled my quota. Made this known to Janet.
18:00 pm - Hey..is that? Oh boy. He's going to get into sooo much trouble. Sweet, but.....he brought me something to do...oh wow. Nice...
18:27 pm - He's gone again. Damn it.
19:00 pm - Apparently I didn't fill my quota. Sleeping sounds really good again.
~:O:~
7:30 am - Yup. Yesterday wasn't a dream - I'm still in the infirmary. My head doesn't hurt quite as much - YAY. Maybe I can go home.
7:34 am - Janet's here. Decide to push my luck.
8:45 am - Glad I pushed. I'm going home this afternoon. After the Colonel gets all his paperwork done. On second thoughts, maybe I'm going home next week. Curse Hammond for using me as an incentive. Not fair.
9:03 am - Bored. Already. And it's only 9 o'clock. Oh dear.
10:03 am - Still bored. But managed to get some work done...I wish I was in my lab - maybe I could actually get something slightly important and not quite so boring done. Sweet as it was for the Colonel to bring me work, I'm bored.
10:56 am - Telepathically sending messages to Colonel O'Neill to hurry up. Stop when my head decides a bass drum solo is required for my effort.
13:34 pm - Oh wow. He's here. I don't think I've been happier to see him. I think he gets the message from the *huge* smile on my face. I'm going home. Yeah! And with Colonel O'Neill...stop. Now. This is not good.
14:03 pm - Ok, in his truck on the way to my house. My headache has gone - almost completely gone. Yay! And his truck smells like....well, him...maybe I could steal it.
14:32 pm - I'm home. Yay. He's trying to help me in, but I'm too stubborn. I'm ok, I'll just collapse right here in the foyer thanks. No worries.
14:33 pm - Oh ok - He's picked me up again. He's got to stop doing that otherwise....snuggle my head into his shoulder. Heading to the couch.
14:34 pm - Sitting in his lap on the couch. Oh boy - I should move, but body just ain't complying....this is definitely bad. Not good. At all....need to move...need to sleep...
16:03 pm - Oh warm...nice...soft...where the *hell* am I? Oh that's right....Oh...oh. He's asleep too. Well, was asleep. I think I woke him with my movement. Staring into his eyes...oh dear....this is *definitely* NOT GOOD. Very BAD. Have to move. Again, my body has different ideas. And so does he....oh boy, he's moving closer. If that's possible....oh boy. He's going to kiss me. Oh.....
16:05 pm - ....whoa.
17:00 pm - Definitely whoa. The wonders of nearly dying. Ohhh...head....he's so comfortable....head on shoulder.
17:03 pm - Sleeping is definitely on the cards now...I'm so tired, but I can't sleep....ahhh....ok, so we're both going to sleep now.....hmmm...stroking hair. I'm happy. I can sleep now. Sigh.....
The end! Finito....yada yada yada...
Story Notes: Ok, so this is the like third fic I've ever written. And it's not that gr8! I wrote this when I was tired and therefore in a stupid cynical and soppy mood. So yeah, b nice and pls let me kno what u think. If I don't get any feedbak, then I won't post anymore.
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