TITLE: Inconsolable
AUTHOR: Sam Carton
EMAIL: Stardoor@Hotmail.com
CATEGORY: Humor, Drabble
PAIRING: none
SPOILERS: none
SEASON / SEQUEL: any
RATING: G
CONTENT WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: That would be telling!
STATUS: Complete
ARCHIVE: Heliopolis and here!
DISCLAIMER: No, the characters aren't mine. I have never owned SG1 in any way shape or form and am certainly not likely to in the future! This piece of fiction was written strictly for fun and no profit was made from it. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Please note - the disclaimer is bigger than the story!

Daniel Jackson was curled up upon the bed in the infirmary bawling his eyes out. Colonel O'Neill had found him in the lounge and had tried to get some sense out of him, but Daniel had just stared into space, tears streaming down his face. Sam had turned up soon after and had tried to console the young archaeologist. Even Teal'c had tried to calm him down, but still to no avail.

Eventually, he had been taken to the infirmary where Dr Frasier was contemplating sedating him if only to calm him down.

Then, something occured to her.

"Daniel, were you watching TV?"

Daniel nodded sadly.

Frasier sighed.

"For heaven's sake," Frasier sighed, "we get this every time there is a character death in the Bold and the Beautiful. When will you accept that soap operas are just too intense for you?!"