Title: The Things We Do
Rating: Mature
Warnings: slash (m/m and f/f), spanking, swearing, and Daniel glares
Pairings: Jack/Daniel, Carter/OCC, Teal'c/OCC, OCC/OCC
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Stargate SG-1, I only play in the world others have created.

A/N: Yes this is a repost/fix of a story I had started about 2 years ago. I've changed a few things, but the older story is still logged here so if you want to see how it's changed, up until chapter 9, you're free to do so.

Also since I do have this finished, I can update as soon as I see people wanting more of the story. If no one says anything it might just take longer to be updated.

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Daniel Jackson sat in his office, looking sadly at a picture of Jack O'Neill, that was taken at a BBQ party held at the colonel's house. He was at the grill, smiling his cocky smile, metal spatula in the air, wearing an apron that said, 'Kiss the Cook's Ass' with a little devil's tail coming off the end of the last s on ass.

"Hey Dannyboy! You coming to the meeting or not?" the man he'd been thinking about called from the doorway of his office, "I heard Carter is going to be showing slides of old scientific stuff found on…P3J…whatever! Any way there were some pictures or writing on it that I'm sure you'd like to look at."

Daniel turned his swivel chair around so that he was facing him, "I'll…uh…be there in a minute," he quickly put the picture frame face down on his desk so the older man couldn't see what he'd been looking at.

Unfortunately Jack had already noticed he was looking at something, and strolled into the room and over to the desk, "What ya looking at?"

The young man knew that Jack would snoop around until he found whatever it was, even if it meant being late to a meeting. He grabbed the photo and stuck it in a desk drawer that was half open, and shut it, "Nothing! Just doing 'my thing'."

Jack pulled on the drawer and frowned when it wouldn't open, "Daniel…"

"It locks when you close it, and wouldn't you know it," Daniel said looking around, "the key's gone missing again."

The Colonel gave him one of his looks that said, 'There are other ways of getting in drawers without keys Daniel, so you better open it right now or you'll never be able to lock it again.'

Of course Daniel pretended like he didn't know what the other man was ticked about or thinking, "Yes I know, late. We better hurry," he jumped to his feet and lightly pushed Jack toward the door.

"What were you doing? You're hiding something and in the past that hasn't been a good thing!"

Daniel stopped pushing him and turned around, grabbing his office door, shutting it and locked it with his key, "Just some very important…research Jack. Really it's nothing."

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," the blue eyed man said tightly. "Now come on. We're going to be late."