Supply and Demand

by Phoenix-cry

Strung together one-shots that are kind of a back and forth banter. Daniel and Jack are at war with one another and hilarity and mayhem quickly ensue. This 'story' will go on until will go on until they either kill each other or Sam steps in and stops it.

3. Chapter 3

"Daniel!"

"Yeeeaah!!"

Daniel jerked his head up off his desk and looked around in dazed confusion. The last thing he remembered clearly was drinking from the pitcher of water that was always on his desk. He decided that he must have dozed off. Jack was taking up the door way to Daniel's office with an expression of 'what the hell are you doing?!' permeating every cell in his body.

"Jack? Wha...what's going on?"

"What's going on?" Jack repeated. "Daniel do you have any idea what time it is?"

"I...uh..." Daniel looked at his wrist and found his watch wasn't on. He could have sworn he was wearing it earlier.

"You're late for PX-5798! Carter and Teal'c are already through the Gate. Get up! Come on! Come on!"

Daniel scrambled to his feet and raced around his desk. When he went to turn towards the locker room Jack grabbed him by the collar and hauled him in the other direction.

"No time to change, Carter's got all your gear already."

If Daniel had been in his right mind he would have questioned this statement. As it was he wasn't thinking clearly. He shook it off and allowed Jack to drag him to the Gate room. The wormhole was open and there were some startled Airmen scattered about.

"Jack I don't have..."

"It's fine, go, go, go...don't make us redial you know how much it costs us in power to do that."

"Rig..."

Jack shoved Daniel up the ramp and he stumbled through the open Gate. Jack stood at the bottom of the ramp with a glowing smile.

"Sucker." Jack chuckled.

With the wormhole still established Jack wandered up to the Control room. He watched the information coming in from the MALP and it broadened his grin. Sam wandered into the control room with a cup of coffee.

"How's PZ-4972 looking?"

"Looks good. I think SG-6 will like it."

Teal'c came into the Control room and walked up to the pair.

"General O'Neill, would you perchance know the whereabouts of Daniel Jackson?"

"He's taking a cold shower."

Teal'c gave Jack a shallow bow and left the Control room. Sam noticed the look on Jack's face and it made her suddenly nervous. He was staring into the open Gate with a self satisfied, smug expression that he usually saved for when he had the upper hand over a Goa'uld. She glanced over at the information coming from the MALP. It was thirty-seven degrees and raining hard on the other side. She looked at Jack in horror.

"Oh, Sir...you didn't..."

"Oh, but I did."