Do You Want To Play?

By: the female apophis

Disclaimer: Define owns...

Rating: PG-13 tops!

Pairings: Do you really have to ask me that?

Spoilers: Let me know if you see some.

Summary: The aftermath of Urgo. Will his team ever let him live it down?

Archive: Sure, just let me know ahead of time.

A/N: There was this line in "Urgo" that just had me off my seat. It's the one where Urgo is talking about Jack's thoughts on Maui. You know the one I'm talking about! Soon enough, I was sitting at my ancient computer writing this down.

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Nope, he was never gonna live this one down.

At least not anytime soon.

So here they were, sitting in the briefing room, and Daniel could not quit smiling. Sam was too for that matter. Teal'c just kinda looked the same, but he had this look in his eye.

They knew something he didn't. Hammond even looked like he was on it.

They were all standing around at the base of the ramp waiting for the go-ahead.

"SG-1, you have a go."

Jack gave off a casual salute, and proceeded to march up the ramp with his teammates standing either side of him.

Coming to stand on the other side of the 'gate, he wasn't prepared for what he saw.

"What the..."

He was standing on a vast sandy beach. It was the ultimate tropical paradise.

"Hammond's given us two weeks of downtime. Surprise!" Daniel was smirking as he said it.

"You four planned this didn't you?"

"Yes sir, we did."

"Hammond too?"

"General Hammond did indeed help us O'Neill."

Jack just shook his head as his team walked off to set up camp.

Thirty minutes later, as Jack was lounging out by the surf when he heard Danny singing.

"She wore an itsy bitsy, teeny weenie, yellow polka dot bikini..."

Opening his eyes, he did a double take when he got a good look at Sam.

She was wearing this little blue bikini with gold trim. It had these straps that traveled up to tie around her neck. The bottoms were definitely string bikinis.

Oh yeah, she looked good.

"Nice outfit Carter."

"Same to you sir."

Looking down at his shorts, he was trying to figure out what she saw there. Simple black board shorts that cut off about two inches above the knee, not even showing off his muscle that much.

It only made him wish he had a surfboard.

And that he knew how to surf.

So of course he was slightly taken back when he saw Daniel hand Sam a board of her own. He watched as she ran out into the waves and got into perfect surfing form.

Damn she was good. That was the only way to describe it. And she somehow managed to pull it off in that teeny bikini.

He might just enjoy this downtime after all.

"She wore an itsy bitsy, teeny weenie, yellow polka dot bikini...DAMMIT DANIEL! NOW IT'S STUCK IN MY HEAD!"

~fin~

Hehe! Did you like this? I know it doesn't really have any shippiness in it, but there is just the teeniest tiny little piece of it hidden in among Jack's thought. Please tell me what you think in a review. You know I need it to live!

"This is a mental institution, dumbass. I'm a mental patient. I'm supposed to act out!"-Brad Pitt in the movie Twelve Monkeys.