You sure you want to bet?

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After Jack and Teal'c had gotten clothes and drinks, they headed to Sam's. They found her in the garage covered in oil. "Just finished with changing the oil Sir. I'm about to go get gas for them."

Jack smiled at her. She most likely had no idea she had grease on her cheek. Was he supposed to think his 2IC looked cute in greased stained overalls and a long sleeve white T-shirt covered in oil? Probably not. "I'll go with you Carter."

"I will wait here for Daniel Jackson." Teal'c said. Jack nodded and he and Sam hopped on a bike each. Though Jack didn't usually get to ride Harley's much anymore; he made sure to keep his license up to date. Who knew when you'd have to ride a Harley across the country? "Let's go Carter." He said after putting his helmet on.

Twenty minutes later they pulled back into Sam's garage with two full tanks of gas. "Where's Danny?" Jack asked Teal'c.

"He has not arrived yet O'Neill."

Jack frowned. He looked at his watch. They were already ten minutes behind schedule. He grabbed his cell phone and pressed Daniel's speed dial number. "Danny, we're waiting."

"I'm on my way Jack. Give me five minutes."

"Any more then that and we leave without you." Jack threatened.

"Then I'll be there in six."

"You'll be here in five and have a smile on your face."

"I'm not military Jack."

Jack laughed lightly. "No, but I bet when you pull up you'll have a smile."

"I don't think so Jack."

"Wanna bet?" Jack asked, searching down the street for Daniel's car. He looked at Sam and smiled. She shook her head and told Teal'c she was going inside to change.

"You may want to wash up too Carter." Jack said, covering the mouthpiece of the phone. Sam gave him a confused look but ignored his comment.

"Sure. I'll bet you the floor against the comfortable bed that when I pull up, I will not have a smile on my face."

"Are you saying we'll have to sleep on the floor on this trip?" Jack asked. Ok, when he was off world he could handle the ground, but when he was back home in the States he wanted a bed. Call him odd all you want.

"One of the hotels I booked only had one room available with one bed and a couch. Something about a convention in town."

Jack paled. "Not a Star Trek convention? Those people freak me out."

Daniel chuckled. "She didn't tell me what kind of convention."

"You're on." Jack said. Daniel laughed, so that had to be a good sign didn't it.

"You know Jack, I really don't like motorcycles."

"Where are you?" Jack asked. The conversation was heading to the not so funny and Jack had to change it.

"Look to the left and you'll see me."

Jack did so and smiled. "Did I ever tell you the one about the pile of shit?"

"JACK!" Daniel admonished as he turned to pull into Sam's drive.

"It was a bunch of crap!" Jack laughed.

Daniel, despite his education and maturity, smiled at the joke. He stopped the car and swore. "You did that on purpose!" He said, closing his phone.

"Of course I did Danny. Did you really think I was going to give you the bed?" He grinned at his friend and clapped him on the back.

Sam emerged from her house and glared at Jack. "You could have told me I had grease on my cheek."

"Where's the fun in that?" Jack asked. Oh yes, this trip was going to be fun. He picked up a helmet to examine it. "Hey, do these things have microphones and speakers?"

"Yes Sir. We can all talk to each other." Sam said, handing Daniel and Teal'c a helmet. They put Daniel's things in the side bags and then decided who was driving.

Daniel and Teal'c were seated and ready to go while Jack and Sam still argued over who was driving. "It's a long trip Sir. You'll get a chance to drive."

"Fine Carter, fine." He put his helmet on. "It'll just give me more time to talk anyway."

"Oh God no!" Daniel groaned.