This was a written in response to a chalenge on SG Writers Corner...Just a little ficlet...hope you enjoy

"Oh-for-cryin-out-loud!" Jack muttered under his breath as he looked around at the mountain, they'd some how managed to be half way up.

Admittedly the view was breathtaking, but that didn't detract from the fact that Daniel had dragged him on a wild goose chase. Why in the hell did he let the kid do this too him… Oh yeah, he remembered now, it was Carter!

"Well sir, he may have a point. Maybe you should go check it out," while I take my time and gush over this new 'alien thingy'. Oh yeah, he new the drill.

"So, I made the mistake of listening to my science twins…again." Not always a mistake, admittedly, but often disaster struck before the situation worked its self out.

Jack sighed and scanned the area once again, looking for his missing archaeologist. His worry was now starting to outweigh his annoyance at Daniel for wandering off when they'd reached the small plateau on this god forsaken mountain.

Daniel had been gone for at least 20 minutes and Jack had called him at least half a dozen times.

"Daniel! If you can hear me, get your archaeologists ass back up here now! Before I find you and have to inflict actual bodily harm!" Jack sighed again, took his cap off and absently rubbed his hand through his hair. He'd only been calling the trouble magnets name up to yet, but thought that the threats might have some impact if Daniel could actually hear him. Which, he surmised, was a distinct possibility, as Jack had chewed his ear relentlessly about a fruitless journey, just before he'd wandered off?

Hearing footsteps behind him, Jack swung round, P90 poised in his grip.

"It's me Jack" Daniel shuffled from the tree line holding his hands up.

Jack noted the downcast eyes, and maybe, a look of regret. He looked Daniel over, making a quick assessment of his state of health, before expressing his annoyance and fear.

"Daniel! What the hell are you playing at? How many times have I told you not to wander off? You scared the crap out of me!"

Well, the look of regret soon turned into indignation as Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose and pushed his glasses back on.

"Jack! I can look after myself! I thought I'd found something!"

Jacks knuckles went white as he grasped his P90 a little firmer and his temper once again boiled.

"And I thought you'd gone to use 'the john' Daniel! Anything could have happened; I was about to radio Teal'c and Carter to get them to come and help me look for you!"

Daniel considered this comment and then remembered that 'the john', as Jack put it, had been his first intention. That was before he'd spotted an interesting rock formation, which led to a cave, and inevitably some ancient writing.

Okay, so maybe he did owe Jack an apology, but he hated Jack being right.

He fluttered his lashes and looked down fiddling with the front of his Jacket. Jack knew the signs, the kid had got lost in his own little world… again.

"Urm, I forgot about that, sorry Jack." Daniel spoke quietly as Jack approached him craning his neck to hear the quiet confession.

"What was that Danny?" Jack quipped, a small smile touching his lips.

Daniel glanced up, and rolled his eyes.

"Jaaack!"

"Daniel?"

"I'm not saying it again."

"And I'm not gonna warn you again Daniel." Jack gently admonished, "Next time, your sorry butt's mine, got me?"

"Jack?"

Jack squeezed Daniels shoulder reassuringly. "I mean it buddy." He chirped in a more playful tone.

"Okay, okay… Can we go back now? This was a waste of time anyway." Daniel sighed as he put his hat back on and started walking back down the path.

Jack grinned and started to follow.

"Ya think!"