Teal'c was sitting at the table with his friends at a team night. His tattoo was covered over by a black beanie. He found that his unusual attire was attracting the views of the women of a foreign species. Teal'c couldn't help but let a faint ghost of a smile hover beneath his face.

"Are you alright, Teal'c? You seem a little out-of-it."

"I am fine." He said in his usual monotone, but enjoying the attention of other women.

The geeks, as Colonel O'Neill affectionately called them were busy engaged in intelligent conversation that was way above his head. Everyone at the SGC by now would think that Daniel Jackson was the Astrophysicist and Samantha Carter was the Archeologist. The pair of them understood with the other was saying most of the time. Granted that the Colonel could understand at least some of what Cater said part of the time, but her intelligence was still far beyond his. Daniel was her only rival intellectually and she relished in the feeling. He smirked.

As the food had been served to them, Daniel looked up from his plate to thank the waitress who was gazing at him like he was eye-candy. Indeed, Daniel Jackson had departed his innocent ways for a seasoned soldier. A small nervous smile crossed his face which had come as quickly as it had gone.

Off in the distance he spotted something or perhaps someone he shouldn't have.

He could've sworn he saw a white figure with dark brown eyes and a thinning hair line look directly at him. Pete Shanahan.

"Daniel, you okay?" Sam looked at him intently.

As someone walked past him, Daniels view of Pete was blocked and then Pete had vanished.

"Daniel?" Sam asked a little more concerned.

"I thought I just saw..." He started to explain but then thought better of it. "Never mind." He said.

"Okay," said Sam, suddenly unsure of herself.

When SG1 had finished their meals, the Colonel offered to drive everyone home. Teal'c on the other hand, was happy to walk back to the base. His reasoning was that the fresh air reminded him of Chulak and that it was nice to look at the stars from on earth for a change. Daniel's house was just around the corner but Jack didn't trust him to walk. He may be trained in combat just as much if not more so then the average combat veteran, but he's still significantly smaller then both Teal'c and Jack.

"But you let Teal'c!" He whined.

"Teal'c is a seasoned officer that will kick the crap out of anyone who looks at him the wrong way. Your an archeologist that people on the streets will take advantage of."

"I've fought the goa'uld as much as you have!" He rebutted.

"Yeah, and you're still scrawny. Get in the truck." Jack ordered.

Daniel grunted unintelligibly. Sam smirked and got on the passenger side of the front seat. Jack took frequent glances at his friend. A sick feeling of pleasure overcame him as he looked at Daniels disgruntled face. Then he looked over at Carter peacefully staring out the window watching the lights pass by. He felt sentimental.

"Hey, Carter? I'm gonna drop you off first that alright?"

"Ahhh, yeah, sure, Sir." She stammered. "Daniel lives closer though."

"Yeah, just wanna talk to him, that's all." He let out a half-hearted smile. Carter nodded her head.

They drove for several more miles before finally arriving at her house. "See you tomorrow, Sir." She said as she scurried out of the car and shut the door behind her.

"See yah." He muttered out of her ears reach.

Jack took a moment to watch Sam walk inside her house, to make sure she was okay. Then, he took the car out of neutral and began driving to Daniel's apartment. The Colonel turned serious. "Daniel," He perked up at the Colonels use of his name, "I know you saw something in there that freaked you out. What's up?"

Daniel hesitated for a moment. "I thought I saw Shanahan."

Jack looked confused for a second. "What? That new guy that Carter is seeing?"

"Yeah." Daniel said half dazed.

"You know what he looks like?" Jack asked incredulously.

"Ah, yeah. She introduced me to him a little while back." he began, "Jack, I didn't tell Sam, but I got a really bad feeling about him when I met him." He said confidently.

"Daniel,"

"Jack, I'm not making this up. There's something off with him."

"Like?" Jack prodded.

"He had a gun with him."

"Daniel, he's a cop! Of course he's going to be armed!"

"I didn't like him." Daniel was always brutally honest, and he wasn't going to stop being honest even at his friends expense. "He had a gun Jack," he repeated "at Sam's house. Why would he take a gun to Sam's house? Beyond that, why would he be at O'Malley's the same time as Sam and us and not bother to say hello?"

Jack stopped his truck outside of Daniels apartment building. "Maybe he didn't see us." Jack offered.

"He was looking directly at me!"

"Daniel! Sam trusts Pete, and I trust Sam." He bowed his head in resignation. "So should you."

With that, Daniel unbuckled his seat belt and left his friends truck, albeit begrudgingly. Jack was not feeling so good because when Daniel got a bad feeling about something, he was usually right. More often than Jack would care to admit.

He drove in silence back to his cabin, thinking.