Ring, Ring.
Spoilers- Nothing in particular, perhaps some vague season 6 stuff- mainly for Jonas.
Disclaimer- So not mine.
Note- my first time writing Jonas, I'm so excited! Not that he does much here but it's the fact that he's here that counts.
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Jack raised his head off of Carter's couch and groaned. Last night had been a very bad idea. Or to put it in Sam speak: one bad mission + three injured team mates + a night of beer, poker (a game of go fish for Jonas) and throwing popcorn at bad sci-fi movies equalsmajor hangover and the possibility of throwing up all over your 2IC's nice new rug.
A sound that was suspiciously similar to a giggle made him groan again.
"We'll see who's laughing after I throw up over your living room."
"Trust me, sir," yep, there was laughter in her voice, "it could not look any worse after Jonas's accident last night."
There was a moan from the corner. "I'm so sorry, Sam."
"It's okay, Jonas. It's only alcohol; I think it'll clean out. I'll tell you what, why don't you go and a grab a change of clothes out of the spare room, all of Dad's old stuff is still in there, and as soon as Teal'c's done with the bathroom, go get cleaned up."
Jonas smiled up at Sam. "Thanks."
"He's not smiling, is he?" Jack asked, his arm thrown over his eyes to block the midday light.
"It's my first hangover on Earth."
Jack pulled the cushion out from under his head and threw it at Jonas. "Arrgh! You're too damn happy!"
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Jack ran a hand through his damp hair and sighed in relief, finally he was starting to feel human again. And now for some breakfast, the one meal Carter couldn't screw up. Eggs, bacon, toast, some coffee, mmmm.
Jack plucked at the oversized shirt he wore; Jacob was a bit larger in the chest than he was. Larger than Jack he might have been, but it was a damn good thing Teal'c had the foresight to pack a change of clothes for himself and leave them here; he woulda burst out of Jacob's shirts like the incredible Hulk. Jack smirked at the image.
Jack breathed deeply, his stomach rumbling as the delicious scent of bacon cooking reached his nose. It lead him right into the kitchen where Jonas and Teal'c were already seated at the table shoving scrambled eggs into their mouths. Carter ran between elements, stirring the eggs and turning the bacon.
"Hey, you guys started without me."
"Sorry, sir, but if Teal'c's stomach growled any louder my neighbours would have been complaining about my dog."
"You do not have a dog, Major Carter."
Sam laughed. "Never mind."
The phone rang.
"Dammit." Carter sucked on her burnt thumb, having accidentally hit one of the frying pans. "Sir, can you get that please?"
Jack leaned over and snagged the phone. "Hello, Samantha Carter's house."
There was a pause on the line. "Ah, hi. Is Sam there?" It was a woman, she seemed kinda startled.
"She certainly is, may I ask who's calling?" Out of the corner of his eye Jack noticed Jonas paying careful attention to him. Boy was like a goddamn sponge.
"Can I ask who's asking?" The woman's voice had turned playful.
Jack smirked. "I'm just the houseboy she keeps locked up in the attic."
"Sir!"
The woman laughed. Before either of them could say another word Sam grabbed the cordless phone from him and shoved the spatula into his hands with a glare.
"Hello? Oh, hi, Sally. No. No! He's my CO, Sal! Yes. Actually, he is, very much so. Sally, I'm not going to- Why? Fine, grey. Yes. No. I had a bit of a party last night. No, he wasn't. The boys are eating breakfast at the moment. Sally! Hey, if I remember it was you that was into that."
Jack listened attentively to Carter's side of the conversation. It was actually pretty interesting considering he was only getting half of the conversation.. Even Jonas and Teal'c were quiet. Not that Carter had tried to keep her voice down or even move into the next room.
He cursed as the smell of burnt bacon hit his nose, making his stomach threaten a revolt. Quickly, and awkwardly, Jack flicked the rashers of bacon onto a plate.
"I can't ask him that! No. Sally, no. Okay. Okay. I'll tell him. I said I would! It was good to hear from you, Sally. Yeah, I know, but you know work." She laughed. "I'll see you then, Sal. Yeah, I'm looking forward to it too. Bye."
Carter hung up and put the phone back in the cradle. She eyed the singed bacon in amusement.
Jack couldn't help himself. "So, that was Sally."
"Lieutenant Sally Grosset, I worked with her at the Pentagon."
"She seems nice."
Carter settled herself into a seat across from Teal'c and grinned at Jack. "I'm glad you said that, sir," she told him casually.
Uh oh. "Why's that, Carter?"
Carter pushed some eggs onto her plate. "Because she's coming for a visit next week and if you're, uhm, available ... for the weekend she wants to hire you. She said she's always wanted a houseboy. She's got this cute little costume all picked out."
Jack paled as Sam burst into laughter.
Jonas looked between the two officers, wearing his 'what?' face.
Teal'c leaned across the table to grab the rest of the bacon. "Do not trouble yourself, Jonas Quin. I have lived amoung the Tauri for many years and still their ways baffle me."
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