It was just another Saturday at the SGC and Brigadier General Jack O'Neill had given up yet another fishing trip. Things had been quiet since the destruction of the replicators and the overthrow of the system lords, and the team were taking some time to get life back to normal, as normal as it ever gets, that is.

The leader had finally given in to Daniel's request for a bigger office so that he could retrieve the remainder of his belongings from storage and he, Sam and Teal'c were helping the doctor to unpack his prized possessions as the airmen weren't to be trusted with such a delicate task. Besides, it had been a while since they'd had anything to do.

"Wow, I really have a lot of stuff, don't I?" Daniel gave a shocked look at the increasing pile of boxes as Teal'c entered carrying two more. "Indeed" he remarked as the boxes slid from the top of a pile of papers. The alarm sounded and a familiar voice echoed.

Somehow O'Neill had made it to the front of the group as they entered the control room and ran up the stairs jumping the last two. Meanwhile, Daniel had finished putting his journals from '79 in chronological order and turned to leave, then appeared to have a thought. He closed his eyes as if in concentration. A bright light filled the control room and as Carter and Teal'c emerged behind O'Neill, Daniel appeared fully clothed near the BLUs. A technician bumped into him as she turned round; she skittered out of the room, embarrassed at not seeing him in her path.

O'Neill turned his head toward Daniel distractedly; "Show off!" he muttered under his breath. Carter sighed, an undignified expression on her face. "Well, at least he's not naked!"

Teal'c looked toward Carter, his eyebrow raised and a smug grin on his face (the way only Teal'c can) "Indeed."

They all turned to face the gate as O'Neill followed SOP and closed the iris. A holographic projection of Ba'al appeared, larger than life, hovering above the ramp. Daniel punched the air victoriously, "Yes!"

Having gotten used to Daniel's latest obsession of what appears to be half-ascendance followed by reappearance in some unlikely places, usually at least half naked; none of the former team took notice, with the exception of Teal'c, who raised his other eyebrow and broadened his grin.

"I gotta get me one of them!" O'Neill exclaimed, he turned to the others "Can we get one?"

He addressed Ba'al "Any chance of us getting one of those?" Ba'al looked at the former leader of SG1 sideways.

"I thought not. So! What's up? Heard from old 'Nubi yet? Made new plans for galactic domination, come to gloat? Oh, no, sorry, that's right; we kicked 'your' ass!"

Ba'al raised his eyebrows "I was hoping he may have ended your pathetic existence but I see that I must still endure your futile remarks. It has been too quiet. Things have been increasingly uncomfortable in my domain, amongst the remaining system lords in particular."

"Well, maybe we ought to have a little get together?"

"What did you have in mind?"

Well, ya know, throw a few sausages on the Bar-B, play a little hockey, catch a few episodes of the Simpsons.."

"Oh, and beer, you can't get together without some beer!" Daniel interjected. It was O'Neill's turn to raise his eyebrows.

"I find it intriguing that you could think of such things at a time like this. And how do you propose we do this?" Again, his eyebrows are raised.

"Perhaps something of this nature could help to ease relations between our peoples?" Teal'c addressed O'Neill, ignoring the awkwardly fidgeting hologram.

Carter spoke up. "You know, we could do with something to pass the time; no offence Daniel, but you appearing all over the base half naked is only entertaining for so long".

Daniel looked disheartened, almost hurt. "Yeah, I guess."

"I too feel weary." Teal'c interjected.

"Yes, well, I'm sure you can sort something out. I shall return in three days to see what you propose. His hologram phased like a ripple in a pond and disappeared. The gate closed and the iris opened.

"What about paintball?" Daniel suggested. "We could always modify the intars from P89-534"

Jack looked distracted "Yeah, good idea. You just do that." He turned and walked past Daniel. Turning back, he tapped him on the shoulder, "You've got three days." He left, smiling.

Daniel disappeared in a flash of light, his clothes crumpling to a pile on the floor. Carter smiled.