"Let's never go to space again," she mumbled, "aliens are mean and my head hurts."

Jack chuckled at his semi-conscious 2IC. Concussions always brought out honesty in people, he had found.

"So next time, I'm not going to space. I'm staying on Earth." She continued.

Silence fell between them for a few moments, until Sam punctured it with a delighted cry.

"Did you ever notice that blue Jell-O totally looks like alien food?!"

He smirked in glee, he would never let her forget this.