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STORY STATUS: Completed 6/4/06
WORD COUNT: 100
"Carter! Are you trying to poison me? What the heck is this . . . this . . . stuff?" Jack gagged as he swallowed a mouth full of the substance in his cup.
"It's chicken soup, sir. It will make you feel better."
"Dead is not 'better', Major." At the deadly look on Carter's face, Jack changed the subject. "Where are Daniel and Teal'c? I thought they were coming too."
"They'll be here in a few minutes." Carter turned towards the kitchen. "I'll get you some water so you can take your pills."
"Only she could screw up soup from a can." Jack muttered.
"Ouch!"
THE END