Author's Note: Okay, I found it on my laptop and I honestly don't remember
writing it out, but it's definitely my style of writing, and it's
definitely on my laptop, so I have to assume it's mine. Since I have it,
you might as well read it, even though it's pretty short.
...
"What is it?"
"I'm not sure."
He looked at her, surprised, and she scowled.
"You're not sure?"
"No, Sir."
"Is it a weapon?"
"I don't know."
"A piece of farming equipment?"
"I don't think so."
"Cooking utensil?"
"I'm not sure, Sir." Her frown was deepening, and Jack knew he was starting to annoy her. But he couldn't help himself; Carter always seemed to know what everything was, and now she was stumped.
"Work on it, Carter."
"Yes, Sir."
He headed for the door, and passed Daniel, who was coming into the room.
"Hey, Jack."
"Daniel."
"What's new?"
"Ask Carter."
"Um... okay."
Daniel watched as Jack left, then turned to Carter, who looked frustrated. Of course, she'd just been speaking with Jack, so that wasn't a new thing. Far from it!
"What's that?" Daniel asked, pointing at the thingamajig that Carter was staring at.
"I'm not sure."
"Really?"
Sam sighed. "Don't start that, please?"
"Sorry."
He looked at the thing in question.
"Is it a... cooking utensil?"
"I don't know, Daniel."
"So it might be?"
Sam closed her eyes.
"No, Daniel, I don't think so."
"But it could be?" He pressed.
"Daniel?"
"Hmm?"
"Go away."
"Okay, sorry, Sam."
He patted her shoulder reassuringly, and walked towards the door.
"Hey, Teal'c, what's new?"
"My shirt is new, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c said, fingering the new t-shirt he was wearing.
"Oh."
There was silence for a moment, and then Daniel shrugged. "Well, I need to go. See you, Teal'c."
"Good-bye Daniel Jackson."
The Jaffa walked into the room and stood next to Sam, watching her with interest as she turned the object in her hand over to look at the bottom. Or maybe the top. She wasn't even sure about that.
"What do you have there, Major Carter?" Teal'c asked, politely.
Sam sighed.
"I don't know, Teal'c."
"Perhaps it is a weapon?"
She shrugged, searching waaaay down deep for her last shreds of patience.
"I'm not sure, Teal'c."
"It could be a weapon."
"Yes."
"Perhaps it is a cooking utensil?"
"I don't know."
Carter's teeth were starting to grate together as she clenched her jaw.
"You seem tense, Major Carter," Teal'c observed.
"I'm fine, Teal'c, thank you."
"Perhaps if you 'sleep on it' you will have the object's purpose come to you."
"It's noon, Teal'c." Sam sighed, and ran her fingers through her short, blonde hair.
"I shall leave you alone, Major Carter."
"Thanks."
Teal'c left the room, almost colliding with Doctor Fraiser. He bowed politely to her, and greeted her genially – for Teal'c that is.
"Good afternoon, Doctor Fraiser."
"Hello, Teal'c. How are you?"
"I am fine. Thank you for your concern."
"Good." She watched as he walked down the corridor, then saw Sam in the room, and walked in.
"Hi, Sam."
"Hi."
"What do you have there?"
Sam closed her eyes, and looked for something to hit herself over the head with.
"I think it's a cooking utensil."
...
the end
...
"What is it?"
"I'm not sure."
He looked at her, surprised, and she scowled.
"You're not sure?"
"No, Sir."
"Is it a weapon?"
"I don't know."
"A piece of farming equipment?"
"I don't think so."
"Cooking utensil?"
"I'm not sure, Sir." Her frown was deepening, and Jack knew he was starting to annoy her. But he couldn't help himself; Carter always seemed to know what everything was, and now she was stumped.
"Work on it, Carter."
"Yes, Sir."
He headed for the door, and passed Daniel, who was coming into the room.
"Hey, Jack."
"Daniel."
"What's new?"
"Ask Carter."
"Um... okay."
Daniel watched as Jack left, then turned to Carter, who looked frustrated. Of course, she'd just been speaking with Jack, so that wasn't a new thing. Far from it!
"What's that?" Daniel asked, pointing at the thingamajig that Carter was staring at.
"I'm not sure."
"Really?"
Sam sighed. "Don't start that, please?"
"Sorry."
He looked at the thing in question.
"Is it a... cooking utensil?"
"I don't know, Daniel."
"So it might be?"
Sam closed her eyes.
"No, Daniel, I don't think so."
"But it could be?" He pressed.
"Daniel?"
"Hmm?"
"Go away."
"Okay, sorry, Sam."
He patted her shoulder reassuringly, and walked towards the door.
"Hey, Teal'c, what's new?"
"My shirt is new, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c said, fingering the new t-shirt he was wearing.
"Oh."
There was silence for a moment, and then Daniel shrugged. "Well, I need to go. See you, Teal'c."
"Good-bye Daniel Jackson."
The Jaffa walked into the room and stood next to Sam, watching her with interest as she turned the object in her hand over to look at the bottom. Or maybe the top. She wasn't even sure about that.
"What do you have there, Major Carter?" Teal'c asked, politely.
Sam sighed.
"I don't know, Teal'c."
"Perhaps it is a weapon?"
She shrugged, searching waaaay down deep for her last shreds of patience.
"I'm not sure, Teal'c."
"It could be a weapon."
"Yes."
"Perhaps it is a cooking utensil?"
"I don't know."
Carter's teeth were starting to grate together as she clenched her jaw.
"You seem tense, Major Carter," Teal'c observed.
"I'm fine, Teal'c, thank you."
"Perhaps if you 'sleep on it' you will have the object's purpose come to you."
"It's noon, Teal'c." Sam sighed, and ran her fingers through her short, blonde hair.
"I shall leave you alone, Major Carter."
"Thanks."
Teal'c left the room, almost colliding with Doctor Fraiser. He bowed politely to her, and greeted her genially – for Teal'c that is.
"Good afternoon, Doctor Fraiser."
"Hello, Teal'c. How are you?"
"I am fine. Thank you for your concern."
"Good." She watched as he walked down the corridor, then saw Sam in the room, and walked in.
"Hi, Sam."
"Hi."
"What do you have there?"
Sam closed her eyes, and looked for something to hit herself over the head with.
"I think it's a cooking utensil."
...
the end