"I am concerned about the amount of libation that Samantha Carter is consuming," Teal'c observes as he watches her from across the room down another shot, and chose another handsome young man to dance with her.
"She's a big girl, she can take care of herself," Jack says grinding his teeth together.
Teal'c pushes a drink toward his friend, clearly thinking that this member of the team could do with a few more libations.
"I don't know Jack, the last time that she got this drunk was on that planet where she started shedding clothes," Daniel observes.
As if hearing and liking the suggestion Sam shrugs off her tac jacket to waiting man who lays it down on the table. With the weight gone her dance becomes a bit more suggestive.
Jack stands up without another word to his friend, and walks across the room. Her eyes lock on his, and those eyes are proclaiming all sorts of things that even this drunk, she wouldn't let it slip out of her mouth.
He grins at her. This cocky little thing that means he's really happy. Daniel's never seen it. Teal'c has, only once when he agreed to go fishing with the man.
She runs across the dance floor to meet him. He spins her before pulling her in for a dance, which is way too close for regulations. He whispers something into her ear, and she giggles. Not with restraint like she's in a briefing room, but with the pure joy of a woman who is in the arms of a man that she loves.
"Do you think we should break this up?" Daniel says nervously. What is happening is so out of character for the pair of them, and Daniel is pretty sure it has a great deal to do with the surprising strength of the mild tasting alien alcohol. He had a feeling that his teammates were really going to regret all of this in the morning.
"I think we should allow warriors of their caliber to steal what joy they can," Teal'c says seriously.
Daniel gives that thought the moment of silence that it has earned before he says with a sigh, "I just hope they are both going to remember all of this in the morning."
"Indeed," Teal'c says. Just then Sam lets an outrageously loud giggle as Jack dips her close to the floor. She clings to his forearms as if she is terrified, but that face is not terrified. She really trusts him.
He lets her up, pulling her into an even closer dance, resting his chin on her shoulder. Her hand tucks comfortably into the back of his BDU pants.
Daniel looks away, affording them a moment of privacy for the stolen joy they will definitely regret, and probably not remember, but which Daniel is definitely not going to interrupt.
