Fish Hooks and Free Time
(A Jack and Jaffer story)
Disclaimer: I don't own SG-1, only Jaffer
Author's note: This takes place in Jaffer's second year, so he's not a puppy. There is absolutely no plot. It's just a story with Sam, Jack, Jaffer, and a little Daniel thrown in since I wanted to play with him a little, too. (Who wouldn't?) I wanted to play with Teal'c and Jack (the dog), too, but Teal'c didn't want to play... ah well...
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"Come on, Daniel..."
"No, Jack, I have a lot to do here."
O'Neill looked around Daniel's office, conceding that he probably did have a lot to do, but unwilling to give up.
"Come on... it's probably the last chance we'll have before the snow falls."
"It's August."
"The snow falls early in Minnesota."
"Yeah... but I think you might be exaggerating... just a little?"
"Daniel..."
"Jack, no. I don't want to go up to your cabin. I have a lot to do here. Why don't you take Sam?"
"I am taking Sam. But she told me to invite you, too."
She wouldn't do that. Would she? Daniel scowled.
Sensing he was beginning to crumble, Jack leaned forward on Daniel's desk.
"You can even bring your work with you, if you'd like. I'll leave you alone so you can work on it. A little."
"Are you bringing Jaffer?"
"Of course."
"I thought that his vet didn't allow you to take him fishing anymore."
"She doesn't."
"Then how are-"?
"Come with us and find out."
Jack wasn't going to leave him alone until he said yes; Daniel knew this. He sighed.
"Fine. I'll come. It's only for the weekend?"
Jack smiled, and stood up.
"Jack? It's only for the weekend, right?"
"Come on, Jaffer..."
The black lab headed for the door with O'Neill, and Daniel truly started to panic, now. He stood up as well.
"Jack?"
He didn't turn around.
"I'll be at your place at four tomorrow, Daniel. Bring plenty of clothes."
"Four?" Daniel stared at Jack's retreating back. "Four AM?"
He didn't get a response to that, either.
"Jack!"
O'Neill waved goodbye over his shoulder as he headed down the hall, and Daniel leaned against the door of his office, wondering if there was any way he could arrange to be captured by the Goa'uld between now and four AM the next day.
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"Come on, Teal'c."
"I am busy, O'Neill."
"Too busy to go fishing??"
"Indeed."
"Too busy to allow Jack a chance to run around and get some fresh air and sunshine?"
"I am taking him with me. He will have plenty of fresh air and sunshine."
"Where are you going?"
"I am using the vacation time to visit Ry'ak."
"Why don't you go get him and bring him along?" Jack asked, reasonably. "I'm sure he'd love the chance to see some of Nature's splendor."
"There is plenty of splendor to be seen on Chulak."
"But it's..."
Jack trailed off as Teal'c looked up at him. There was no give in those dark eyes, and Jack knew that he'd lost this argument. Teal'c didn't want to come – or was too busy to come – and this time Jack wasn't going to be able to convince him.
"Fine. Don't come with us. Deny your boy what might be his only chance to see my cabin."
"I am certain he will survive."
"Smart ass."
Teal'c gave Jack what might have been a smile.
"We're going to have fun."
"I am sure you will."
Oh yeah, tons of fun. Teal'c remembered the last time he'd gone fishing, and remembered he'd vowed never to go again. Perhaps if Jack were dying of some terrible disease, and it was his final wish. Otherwise. No.
"Tell Ry'ak hi for me."
"I will, O'Neill."
He waited until Jack was gone, then breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
....................
"You got Daniel to come?"
Jack nodded.
"How?"
"I asked, and he said yes."
"Why don't I believe you?"
Jack shrugged, trying to look as innocent as he could.
"You didn't threaten him, did you?"
"Of course not."
"Then you lied to him."
Jack scowled.
"You did, didn't you?"
Sam knew that look well.
"Lied is such a harsh word, Sam."
"And yet...?"
"Well... I might have told him that you asked for him to come along..."
"That's not nice."
"He needs some time off. He's been working too hard."
"Some of us like working hard."
"Yeah, well... some of us don't like watching you work too hard."
"Well some of us don't mind if you don't like watching us work too hard..."
"But some of us..." He paused, trying to remember what had last been said. "Some of us... like to do something or the other, which is why we're all going away for some time off."
Carter shook her head. How could you argue with that logic?
(A Jack and Jaffer story)
Disclaimer: I don't own SG-1, only Jaffer
Author's note: This takes place in Jaffer's second year, so he's not a puppy. There is absolutely no plot. It's just a story with Sam, Jack, Jaffer, and a little Daniel thrown in since I wanted to play with him a little, too. (Who wouldn't?) I wanted to play with Teal'c and Jack (the dog), too, but Teal'c didn't want to play... ah well...
.......................
"Come on, Daniel..."
"No, Jack, I have a lot to do here."
O'Neill looked around Daniel's office, conceding that he probably did have a lot to do, but unwilling to give up.
"Come on... it's probably the last chance we'll have before the snow falls."
"It's August."
"The snow falls early in Minnesota."
"Yeah... but I think you might be exaggerating... just a little?"
"Daniel..."
"Jack, no. I don't want to go up to your cabin. I have a lot to do here. Why don't you take Sam?"
"I am taking Sam. But she told me to invite you, too."
She wouldn't do that. Would she? Daniel scowled.
Sensing he was beginning to crumble, Jack leaned forward on Daniel's desk.
"You can even bring your work with you, if you'd like. I'll leave you alone so you can work on it. A little."
"Are you bringing Jaffer?"
"Of course."
"I thought that his vet didn't allow you to take him fishing anymore."
"She doesn't."
"Then how are-"?
"Come with us and find out."
Jack wasn't going to leave him alone until he said yes; Daniel knew this. He sighed.
"Fine. I'll come. It's only for the weekend?"
Jack smiled, and stood up.
"Jack? It's only for the weekend, right?"
"Come on, Jaffer..."
The black lab headed for the door with O'Neill, and Daniel truly started to panic, now. He stood up as well.
"Jack?"
He didn't turn around.
"I'll be at your place at four tomorrow, Daniel. Bring plenty of clothes."
"Four?" Daniel stared at Jack's retreating back. "Four AM?"
He didn't get a response to that, either.
"Jack!"
O'Neill waved goodbye over his shoulder as he headed down the hall, and Daniel leaned against the door of his office, wondering if there was any way he could arrange to be captured by the Goa'uld between now and four AM the next day.
.....................
"Come on, Teal'c."
"I am busy, O'Neill."
"Too busy to go fishing??"
"Indeed."
"Too busy to allow Jack a chance to run around and get some fresh air and sunshine?"
"I am taking him with me. He will have plenty of fresh air and sunshine."
"Where are you going?"
"I am using the vacation time to visit Ry'ak."
"Why don't you go get him and bring him along?" Jack asked, reasonably. "I'm sure he'd love the chance to see some of Nature's splendor."
"There is plenty of splendor to be seen on Chulak."
"But it's..."
Jack trailed off as Teal'c looked up at him. There was no give in those dark eyes, and Jack knew that he'd lost this argument. Teal'c didn't want to come – or was too busy to come – and this time Jack wasn't going to be able to convince him.
"Fine. Don't come with us. Deny your boy what might be his only chance to see my cabin."
"I am certain he will survive."
"Smart ass."
Teal'c gave Jack what might have been a smile.
"We're going to have fun."
"I am sure you will."
Oh yeah, tons of fun. Teal'c remembered the last time he'd gone fishing, and remembered he'd vowed never to go again. Perhaps if Jack were dying of some terrible disease, and it was his final wish. Otherwise. No.
"Tell Ry'ak hi for me."
"I will, O'Neill."
He waited until Jack was gone, then breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
....................
"You got Daniel to come?"
Jack nodded.
"How?"
"I asked, and he said yes."
"Why don't I believe you?"
Jack shrugged, trying to look as innocent as he could.
"You didn't threaten him, did you?"
"Of course not."
"Then you lied to him."
Jack scowled.
"You did, didn't you?"
Sam knew that look well.
"Lied is such a harsh word, Sam."
"And yet...?"
"Well... I might have told him that you asked for him to come along..."
"That's not nice."
"He needs some time off. He's been working too hard."
"Some of us like working hard."
"Yeah, well... some of us don't like watching you work too hard."
"Well some of us don't mind if you don't like watching us work too hard..."
"But some of us..." He paused, trying to remember what had last been said. "Some of us... like to do something or the other, which is why we're all going away for some time off."
Carter shook her head. How could you argue with that logic?