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Paring: Sam/Daniel
Five o'clock – Wake up and slam my fist against the alarm clock trying to find the snooze button.
One minute past five – Wince at the sunlight sinning through the blinds.
"Stupid summer mornings," I say.
I curl up next to Daniel, wrapping my arms around his waist. He looks so cute when he's asleep. His hair is all messy and sticking up in weird places. We've been dating for six months now.
"Time to wake up, Daniel."
Five past five – He groans as I get out of bed, leaving him alone.
Six past five – Trip over cat.
"Meow!"
"Sorry, Jack."
Yes, I named him after Col O'Neill, is that so wrong?
Seven past five – Get dressed into jogging clothes.
Ten past five – Go for a run around the block saying hi to the neighbours as I go by.
Mr and Mrs Smith are sitting on their front lawn planting flowers. They're almost eighty years old. How many eighty year olds get up at five in the morning to plant tulips?
Five forty-five – Arrive back home.
Five forty-six – Fumble around for my keys and curse when I find out the door is jammed again.
Five forty-eight – Have a shower with Daniel.
But of course the hot water is not working so we both jump at the cold and bang heads.
I'm so not a morning person.
Five fifty-five – Get dressed into uniform.
Six o'clock – Drive to work.
Ten past six – Arrive at the SGC only to find that someone had parked in my spot.
Quarter past six – Go to the commissary for breakfast. Or what the commissary likes to call breakfast.
"Hey, sir," I say as I sit down opposite Col O'Neill who is eating his morning bowl of fruit loops.
"Morning, Carter," he smiles. "Morning Danny boy."
"Hi Jack," says Daniel, as he sips at his coffee.
I picked at my plate of 'eggs' and 'bacon' as I listen to the Colonel and Daniel's discussion on why cheese smells.
Men are very strange.
Seven o'clock – De-brief with General Hammond about the artefacts we found on PX3-529. We believe that they were once used as a means of healing injuries. However, Col O'Neill insists that they are paperweights.
Teal'c contributes his knowledge of healing devices and we agree to pass them onto Janet.
Eight o'clock – In the lab with Bill Lee and Rodney McKay. The guy is such an ass! McKay, not Bill.
A man of his (supposed) intelligence should be able to tell when a woman is not interested. However, he thinks I'm playing hard to get. I hear he's allergic to lemons…
Eleven o'clock – Training in the gym with Teal'c.Apparently they don't believe in going gentle on woman on his home planet. Which is good, I'm all for sexual equality but the guy knows how to pack a punch.
Maybe I'll take a vacation to PXW-M0N, the planet where women are the superior sex.
I dodge a blow to the stomach from my Jaffa friend and – ouch! – take one to the back instead.
Half past twelve – Go to the infirmary for a coffee break with Janet and some aspirin.
"Thanks," she says as she takes a cup from the tray.
"How's it coming with those artefacts?" I ask.
She sighs. "Slowly. We think some of them are medical tools that prevent scaring. We need to test them though."
I smile. "Well, SG-1 is going off-world tomorrow. You'll probably be able to practise on one of us when we return."
She laughs and looks at her watch. "Sam, could you do me a huge favour?"
I shrug. "Sure."
"Could you pick up Cassie from school? I would, but I really want to work on the devices."
"Of course, it's been ages since I last saw her."
"Thanks, you have a spare key to my house right?"
I nod.
"Great. Just drop her off there and give her the 'don't open the door to strangers' speech."
"I will," I say, turning around and heading out of the infirmary.
"Thanks!" I hear her call.
One o'clock – Go to Daniel's office.
I mean to ask him if he has sent Col O'Neill (not that he'd read it anyway) the memo about the mission tomorrow, but somehow we end up making out on his desk.
"I have to go. I have work to do," I say as I lean in for another kiss.
"You want to go out to dinner tonight?" he asks. "We could die off-world tomorrow, this could be the last night we spent together."
How many times have I heard that excuse? Then again, how can I so no to that adorable pout? "Sure."
"I'll pick you up at your place at around seven?"
"See you then," I say as I head back to my lab.
One thirty-one – Give Siler a weird look as he attempts to fix something with his wrench and duct tape (I don't even want to know).
One thirty-three – Hear Dr Lee and Dr McKay yelling at each other so decided to take a detour back to the labs.
One forty – The yelling has subsided so I get to work analysing the data from previously ran tests.
The results are fascinating and totally unexpected. We re-run them to make sure it's not a fluke.
I look up from my computer screen and see McKay quickly look away. He was so checking me out. Again.
Ten past four – Curse when I realise I was meant to pick up Cassie ten minutes ago.
I grab my laptop and key card to exit the SGC.
Half past four – Meet Cassie by the school gates.
She smiles and gets in the passenger's seat. "Before you start apologising for being late, I forgive you," she says.
I smile back. "I completely lost track of time."
"It's cool. Are you going to drop me off home?"
I nod. "Sorry, I have to get back to work. Got a date with Daniel tonight."
She raises her eyebrows. "Oh really?"
"Yeah, he's taking me to dinner."
"Have fun."
"Thanks, I will," I say, as we come to her house. "Janet wants me to give you the 'don't open the door to strangers' speech before I drive off."
She rolls her eyes. "I know. Don't answer the door or phone. Don't go out anywhere and no parties."
I nod. "Very good. I'll see you later, we need to catch up."
I wait until she opens the door before I go back to Stargate Command.
Quarter past eight – Getting ready for my date.
Do I wear the black pants or the blue?
Eight seventeen – Definitely the black.
Half past eight – I hear a car pull up outside. Daniel knocks on the door and kisses me hello. He looks good in a shirt with the top button undone.
He entwines our fingers and walks me to the car. Being a gentleman he opens the door for me before getting in himself. He's a great boy friend.
I smile. I really do have the best life.
