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"So, Sam, I was thinking," Cassie blurted out around a mouthful of spaghetti, "I've got some free tickets left over from last Summer that need to be used or I'll lose 'em."

Sam smiled encouragingly. For the first time since Janet's death, Cassie was actually starting to get back to her normal outgoing self and whatever Sam needed to agree to to continue it was fine with her.

"Sure, honey, we can do whatever you like. What are the tickets for?"

Cassie grinned.

"Paintball!"

...

"So Cassie wants us to spend next Sunday knee-deep in paint, eh? Cool?" Jack exclaimed with a grin before shoving a piece of pizza into his mouth. It had been many months since they'd last had a team night and he wasn't too proud to admit that he'd missed his former team more than he probably should given his new job.

Daniel rolled his eyes.

"Trust you to think this is a good idea," he moaned, "How is this any different from what we do every single day?"

"Correction," Jack held up a finger, "What you do every day. Have you forgotten that I haven't been through the 'gate, let alone held a weapon in combat, for nearly 3 months?!"

Daniel was about to respond when Teal'c cut him off.

"DanielJackson, what is the purpose of this game?" He enquired, tilting his head towards the younger man.

"Well, Teal'c, it's a team game where you dress up in combat gear and face masks and run around a field filled with obstacles trying to shoot each other with pellets filled with brightly-coloured paint." He raised an eyebrow at Jack, "it's supposed to be fun."

It was Jack's turn to roll his eyes.

"What do you mean supposed to be? What's not to like about paintball?!"

"Have you ever been shot with one of those things?" Daniel protested, "I had to be patched up by a medic the last time I got hit in the visor!"

The sound of keys in the front door made Sam turn her head but the guys were took pre-occupied with their bickering to notice.

"Oh, diddums, did little Danny get a boo boo?" Jack mocked, taking another bite of pizza and washing it down with a mouthful of Guinness. "I think it'll be a great day!"

The living room door opened to reveal Pete with a duffle bag in hand.

"What'll be a great day?" He asked cheerily as 4 surprised faces turned to face him.

"Pete!" Sam exclaimed, jumping up from her cross-legged position on the floor beside Jack and shoving her pizza box to one side. "I wasn't expecting you until tomorrow."

Pete smiled.

"I got off work a little early and I thought I'd surprise you. I didn't realise the whole scooby gang would be here!"

Jack cricked his neck at that comment and Daniel shot him a warning glance. Sam cleared her throat.

"Yeah, it was a long few days so we decided to get pizza." She didn't offer him any, slightly peeved that he'd shown up unannounced and interrupted their evening.

"Mind if I join you guys?" Pete asked, taking a seat next to Teal'c and grabbing a slice of pizza before anyone could respond. Sam eyed her teammates nervously and stared at Pete.

"Uh, sure," she said nervously, "Fancy a beer?"

"No thanks, babe," Jack visibly winced at that, "I'll have a diet soda." Jack's eyebrow raised at Pete's choice of drink. Seriously?

Daniel nudged Jack in the ribs before speaking directly to their newest guest.

"So, Pete, how's Denver?"

Pete spoke around a mouthful of pizza, it wasn't a pretty sight.

"Oh, good thanks, just preparing for my transfer to The Springs." Daniel nodded accommodatingly, "So, what were you guys discussing before I came in?"

Daniel looked at Sam and paused. Before he had chance to answer, Teal'c's deep baritone joined the conversation.

"We were discussing partaking in the recreational activity known as paintball. CassandraFraiser wishes us to travel to "Battleground Paintball" this Sunday to undertake battle."

"Awesome!" Pete exclaimed, "I love paintball! What time are we going, sweetness?"

Ok, now that one was a step too far! Jack thought, watching Sam expectantly waiting for her to correct him. No correction was forthcoming. Huh. Instead, Cassie padded in in a pair of fluffy slippers and pink flowery robe clutching a glass of juice.

"Jeez, would you guys mind keeping it down?" She asked, promptly yawning, "Some of us have work in the morning!"

Jack chuckled,

"I'm not sure your library duties count as work, Cass, don't you just fall asleep between the stacks anyway?"

Jack earned a cushion in the face for his troubles.

"I'll have you know I'm an invaluable member of the staff!" She cried indignantly, "If it wasn't for me, no one on the desk would get a coffee break!"

Pete cleared his throat and Cassie turned in surprise towards him.

"Peter!" She said too brightly. He hated his full name. "When did you get here?"

"Hi Cassie," he said sweetly, "I hope I didn't wake you when I came in. I've just arrived."

Cassie nodded politely but her eyes glazed over.

"Hey, I hear we're going paint balling on Sunday!" He said cheerily as Cassie faltered for a second before a slow smile spread across her face.

"Yeah, actually, we are!"

Sam shifted her weight and chewed a fingernail awkwardly.

"Uh, Cass, I thought you only had 5 tickets?" She asked hopefully. Cassie grinned conspiratorially.

"Nope. Dominic is away at his cousin's this weekend so I have a spare."

Pete clapped his hands together.

"Well that's just fantastic! Gives me a chance to show off my shooting skills."

Jack rolled his eyes unsubtly at that comment. Did he even realise his girlfriend could shoot a moving target between the eyes from 100 yards? Cassie clearly had the same opinion.

"Yeah, well, anyway, I'm just gonna grab a snack and head to bed. Goodnight guys!"

Daniel jumped up and followed Cassie into the kitchen. He glanced back to check that they hadn't been followed by Sam or Pete before speaking in a low whisper.

"What was that?" He quietly demanded. Cassie looked up from her juice and shrugged.

"What?" Daniel gave her a look.

"You know what, young lady!" He hissed, "why did you invite Pete?"

Cassie folded her arms across her chest.

"In case you didn't notice, he invited himself. Besides, I thought it might be fun."

"Cass..." Daniel warned.
"Oh, for cryin' out loud, Daniel," she hissed back, "I'm not gonna get him killed, I just wanna show Sam a side of him she's never seen before!"

Daniel grimaced.

"That's what I'm worried about!"

Cassie manoeuvred around him with her juice and a cookie in hand and patted him on the arm.

"You worry too much, Uncle Daniel. See you in the morning!"