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“Jesus, Carter... didn't anyone ever teach you to knock?” Jack grumbled, fumbling for the light switch as he half sat up. He'd passed out in the infirmary shortly after his exam, hoping to grab a quick nap before anyone noticed him missing. SG-1 had been worked to the bone of late, and the colonel had found himself seeking an escape.
“Sorry sir, I...”
Sam tilted her head, regarding Jack with a suspiciously amused look on her face.
“Wait a minute, were you napping in here?”
Jack mock-glared at her.
“You saw nothing.”
Sam laughed.
“Saw what, sir?”
“That's my girl.”