*NB, for Suz, as it said in the last chapter the "last thing he saw before
loosing consciousness was Captain Shelby stab himself in the side and throw
the knife away." Can't say much more than that without ruining the next
chapter. (Well, chapter after next at least. Well, it's coming OK?) But
thanks for the criticism mate!*
*NB, for Joss, I worship at the Alter of Daniel, so you won't have to kill me. I promise!" *
"Check."
"How is that check?"
"My little fairground horsey has your queen."
"What? Oh, I see. There. Take that."
"Arg. Damn lamppost."
"It's a pawn Jack."
"Yes. A pawn in your evil schemes. Mmm."
Sam sighed and shook her head. Never, ever again would she play chess with Jack. He was unbelievable. Now she understood why Daniel would sometimes hide in her office to avoid playing chess with Jack.
"OK. Your move."
Sam smiled as she glanced at the board. "Check mate." She stood up before Jack could argue and headed for the kitchen. "Want a beer?" She called over her shoulder.
"Yeah." Jack was staring at the chess board and shaking his head manically. What had he done wrong? He always beat Daniel hands down. Even though for the first couple f times Daniel had won in a few moves. Now the tables had turned. "Wait a minute!" thought Jack, as he twigged that Daniel let him win so that he could get on with studying his rocks.
Sam came back in with two cold beers and two glasses. She set them down on the table.
"Did you know about this?" Said Jack pointing angrily at the chess board.
Sam raised her eyebrow, a la Teal'c. "That is why I said check mate Jack."
"No. About Daniel."
"What about Daniel?"
"That he lets me win?"
"I'm sure he doesn't."
"He does! Oh when he gets back from Abydos he is sooooo dead."
The phone rang. Sam picked it up.
"O'Neill residence. Samantha Carter speaking how may I help.Uh huh.Oh.Oh God! Yes, right away." She dropped the phone back n it's hook and turned t Jack. The colour had drained from her face.
"Jack. We're needed n base. Um. Daniel's been hurt. Badly."
*NB, for Joss, I worship at the Alter of Daniel, so you won't have to kill me. I promise!" *
"Check."
"How is that check?"
"My little fairground horsey has your queen."
"What? Oh, I see. There. Take that."
"Arg. Damn lamppost."
"It's a pawn Jack."
"Yes. A pawn in your evil schemes. Mmm."
Sam sighed and shook her head. Never, ever again would she play chess with Jack. He was unbelievable. Now she understood why Daniel would sometimes hide in her office to avoid playing chess with Jack.
"OK. Your move."
Sam smiled as she glanced at the board. "Check mate." She stood up before Jack could argue and headed for the kitchen. "Want a beer?" She called over her shoulder.
"Yeah." Jack was staring at the chess board and shaking his head manically. What had he done wrong? He always beat Daniel hands down. Even though for the first couple f times Daniel had won in a few moves. Now the tables had turned. "Wait a minute!" thought Jack, as he twigged that Daniel let him win so that he could get on with studying his rocks.
Sam came back in with two cold beers and two glasses. She set them down on the table.
"Did you know about this?" Said Jack pointing angrily at the chess board.
Sam raised her eyebrow, a la Teal'c. "That is why I said check mate Jack."
"No. About Daniel."
"What about Daniel?"
"That he lets me win?"
"I'm sure he doesn't."
"He does! Oh when he gets back from Abydos he is sooooo dead."
The phone rang. Sam picked it up.
"O'Neill residence. Samantha Carter speaking how may I help.Uh huh.Oh.Oh God! Yes, right away." She dropped the phone back n it's hook and turned t Jack. The colour had drained from her face.
"Jack. We're needed n base. Um. Daniel's been hurt. Badly."