A/N: Went ahead and decided to give you the second chapter tonight, just in case you needed more of a taste of what is to come (plus there is still some exposition to get through). Please let me know what you think! Thanks, guys!
REMINDER! "..." Is when they say something out loud. * ... * is when they think it. Have fun!
Once Janet had completed her tests, they all made their way to the room quietly, trying not to think. Janet watched as they walked, occasionally snickering or shooting angry glares at each other. Upon entering the room, they all sat down in the chairs around the table. Suddenly,Jack glared at Daniel, who shot a look back at him.
"Well, how was I supposed to know!" He cried and the two men switched seats. Janet shook her head in dismay as the General entered.
"So, what have you discovered since going to the planet?" He asked, pleased that nothing had happened to the team this time. It was a rare occurrence that they came back without any injuries or weird alien disease.
"Well, sir, we found out that Daniel has interesting taste in underwear." Jack said, grinning smugly at the glaring archaeologist.
"Excuse me?" Hammond asked, confused and surprised at the Colonel's humor.
"It appears that SG1 can hear each other's thoughts, General." Doctor Frasier announced.
"Yes, sir. And, in answer to your question, Carter- I go commando." Jack said, then grinned even more at Sam's sputtering.
"Well, I could have gone without knowing THAT, Jack." Daniel quipped. Jack just grinned even more, if that was possible.
"I don't believe this." Hammond said with shock.
"Is it us that you do not believe, General Hammond?" Teal'c asked, clarifying the General's statement.
"Frankly, no. I am sorry, but I do not." The flustered General answered, praying this was just some stupid prank of the Colonel's.
"Ok, General. Would you mind following me over here, please?" Sam asked, motioning for the General to move to the other side of the room. He followed, confused as ever. "Now, Sir, I am going to ask a question to which none of us will know the answer to. You will then write down your answer for only me to see. Then you will see that we are not joking here in any way." Sam explained, handing Hammond some paper and a pen. Shaking his head, he waited for her question. "Think of a number, sir. Any number in the world, and then write it down." Hammond paused in thought, then scribbled something on the paper. He showed the paper to Sam, who grinned at his answer.
"General, the word 'CRAZY' is not a number." Jack admonished and the General's eyes went wide.
"Ok, so the Colonel heard me. Daniel, Teal'c?" Sam asked, and the other two members nodded. Sam grinned and took her seat, Hammond following suit as he shook his head.
"Alright. I believe you." He conceded, "Any clue what is causing this, Doctor?" He asked but Janet shook her head regretfully.
"I don't know yet sir. I am still waiting on some tests to come back. I will let you know what I come up with, if anything." Janet answered. A second later, Sam and Daniel both suppressed a giggle, looking down.
"What is so funny?" George demanded, anger starting to rise. Once, just ONCE he would like a quiet, normal, vanilla mission with this group.
* Don't you dare repeat that! * Jack threatened mentally.
"Nothing General!" Daniel replied quickly. General sighed to himself, then looked at his now telepathic team.
"Ok, Doctor. Finish your tests . SG-1, I'm sorry, but you are going to have to be confined to an isolation room until we figure this thing out." he said, receiving groans from three of the members.
* Now I will never get my report done! * Sam groaned to herself.
* Aw, c'mon Carter. We won't bug you- too much.* Jack replied, smiling evilly at her.
*Sure, Sir. Whatever you say. * She shot back, much to the chagrin of Jack.
"Dismissed." George said, already tired of watching them having a silent conversation in front of him.
A/N: Thoughts? Don't worry, there is LOTS more. Just let me know what you think! Thank you, in advance!