Hey all! I've finally got a Stargate story to share! I know it's been a while since my first, so I thought I'd give this story a try and see what people thought of it! I hope you like it! Please review! (by the way, I know this is really short and most of the story is probably going to be given in little chunks like this. I'll be more likely to update more often that way! Sorry!)
"Colonel, I'm not convinced it's a good idea for Dr. Jackson to leave the base so soon, especially in his condition." The General protested.
"Ah, come on, General, he'll be safe with me! And he's lost his memory, not changed color or something! We'll only go to my house, nowhere else." Jack pleaded in return.
Daniel watched in silence, amused at the pleading, wondering if this was how Earth leaders usually acted around Generals. He guessed not. Jack seemed...special in that regard.
General Hammond raised an eyebrow. "Colonel O'Neill, Dr. Jackson has just returned from another plane of existence after being gone a full year! We don't know what the effects could be!"
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Hammond didn't look angry, which was definitely a good sign in Jack's opinion. Exasperated maybe, but not frustrated. Hmm. Perhaps he could still win this argument. "Look at him, General. He's just dying to get off the base, see a little of his own world. Taste a beer or two. Eat a steak. Can't you see it, General?"
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Hammond barely managed to restrain a roll of his eyes. Jack was really pouring it on. Daniel looked perfectly content to stay here on the base, but then again...Daniel Jackson had always been hard to read. The General sighed. "Okay, Colonel. Just be careful and don't take him exploring."
Jack grinned, making a fist and punching the air. "Yes, sir!"
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"This, Daniel, is a car. It's a very handy way to get around. Though the 'gate is certainly faster." Jack said as he pulled his door shut.
"Do I have a car?" the young archaeologist asked, curiously.
Jack hesitated. "You did, but it was finally put to rest after you took your little vacation. I don't know why you didn't buy a new one. That old car was a piece of junk." Jack chuckled.
Daniel looked puzzled a moment, then shrugged. "I suppose I'll need to get a new one now. Or whenever the General sees fit to set me lose on my own." Daniel said.
Jack glanced at him, the good humor gone from his eyes for just a moment. "I don't think you're going to be on your own very much, Daniel." You've been gone over a year and your death was...unpleasant. You're crazy if you think I'm going to let you out of my sight for a second. The humor was suddenly back and Jack chuckled. "You're a tad accident prone, my friend, I think Teal'c would string me, General Hammond, and any other poor sap who got in his way, up if you were alone. I'm afraid you're stuck with us, Dr. Jackson."
Daniel watched Jack steadily for a moment, his eyes serious, before smiling and laughing lightly. "I can live with that."