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:Notes: Thanks so much for the reviews, guys :D I have NO idea when this story will end, because I don't know what I'm WRITING! I don't even know what the next sentence will be! Well, now I do. It was 'Well, now I do.' But that's irrelevant. I'll see where this takes us. More Steve, some 'ship, and.. yeah. (Mario style) Here we goo!
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Jack pushed the wheelchair in to elevator, with Daniel muttering 'Ooh, watch it..', 'ow!', and 'that was close!' all the while.
"Will you just shut UP?!" the colonel yelled, sliding him into the elevator.
"OW!" Daniel's ankle bumped on the wall.
"Sorry."
"Shure."
"I am!"
"No you aren't."
"Maybe not, but you know I am somewhere deep down." Jack said sarcastically.
"Whatever."
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Daniel wheeled into his office, hitting his swirlytwirl chair in the process. He picked up the phone on his desk, dialed a number, yelled "SOMEBODY TAKE THIS FREAKING CHAIR OUT OF MY OFFICE!" and slammed it back down, rolling the chair furiously out of his way.
There was a knock on the door. "Daniel?" he looked up.
"Hey, Sam!" he said with an evil grin.
"When did you get THIS?!" she held up the picture that he'd recently developed, furious. It showed Jack and Sam on the couch...
"Take a guess." he replied. Janet came to the door with the same mischievous grin plastered on her face.
"Hey, Saaam." she help up a certain picture.
"YOU GOT IT TOO?!"
A Jack came to the door, holding up a picture. "Hey, Danny." he said with a forced smile. "HOW DID YOU GET THIS?!" he yelled.
"Oh, shit..." Daniel muttered. Jack advanced.
"Who has this?!"
"Um.. You.. Sam.." Jack looked at Carter, she held it up. "Janet... and me."
"Are you SURE it's only us?!"
Daniel let out a meek 'uh huh', retreating to the other side of his office.
"Carter, come to my office."
Sam glared at Daniel and nodded a 'Yes, sir.' and trailed out behind Jack.
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Jack sat on his desk, motioning for Sam to steal the chair and put his head in his hands. "How did he get this?"
"I don't know... what should we do?"
"I'm supposed to know?! I'm the guy! I'm supposed to be tall and look menacing! And carry around big guns!"
"That's Teal'c's job... and I carry big guns, too."
"Shuddap."
"Yes, sir."
O'Neill ran a hand through his short hair thinking. "What're we gonna do about this whole thing?... I mean, it's against regs, and --" the phone rang. He picked it up. "O'Neill." he listened for about ten seconds, calmly said "No coffee for Danny, now be on your way with those translations. 23 languages should come in use." and slammed it phone down. "As I was saying..." he looked up at Sam.
Damn she looked good.
"As you were saying?..."
...
"Are you okay sir...? Is there something wrong?"
He shook his head and regained the ability to speak. "No, nothing."
"Well, obviously these pictures are going to circulate the SGC. We've got to do something about it."
"Like what?" Jack looked clueless. Sam's turn to oggle.
Damn, he was cute when he was clueless.
"I donno... um..."
Jack slumped and decided to take a certain interest in his bootlaces. "This sucks."
"Yes, sir, it does."
"Not that. The one person I love and I'm not allowed to." Sam's eyes widened.
"P-pardon?"
"And I'm not sick with something, so don't send me off to Frasier to poke needles in me."
"But what you just said --"
"Was true." he looked up.
Sam met his gaze. "Really?"
"Yeah. I know it sounds kinda whacked, and it's inappropriate, but that's how *I* feel and... yeup." he clacked his boots together.
She smiled. "Me too."
Jack blinked. Damn his clueless look...
"What do we do now?"
"Um... I donno."
"Hammond should know."
"Uh huh."
"Let's um... go tell Hammond..."
"Okidokie." Jack got up and put an arm around her shoulders as they wandered off in search of their General.
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Janet spotted the two and called out "Saaa-aaam!" in a singsong voice. Sam grinned, turned around and matched the tone with a "Get looo-oost!"
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Jack rapped on Hammond's door. The usual 'come in' reply rang through. Jack opened the door and they walked in.
"Morning General." Sam said with a nervous smile.
"Hello Major, Colonel." Jack nodded back with a 'heya'.
"What can I do for you two?"
Jack pushed the toe of his boot into the ground. "Umm... We need to talk to you..." he placed his hand on the small of Sam's back, where the general couldn't see. She relaxed.
"About what?"
Sam looked up. "We kinda screwed up the regs again..."
Hammond's head cocked to the side. "How??"
"Well, um, you know that one... about, um..."
"Relationship." Jack finished. Sam nodded.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
"Yes, I do. And what does that have to do with this visit?"
Jack discovered the wall looked pretty interesting.
"We kinda messed that up."
"How so."
"We kinda have feelings for each other." the two said at once, and then kinda of jumped at saying the same thing.
"I've heard." Hammond replied. "Now. I don't have a problem with that, but --"
Jack grinned. "You don't?"
"No, but don't interrupt me."
"Sorry sir."
"That's better. Now, you have to listen closely and follow as I say. When you're on the battlefield, you'd better act like you two aren't... together." they nodded. "In the base, you must be discreet. And I don't want to receive any word from the alien friendlies about the two of you being intimate whilst on a mission." they nodded again. "Other than that... good luck." Hammond smiled.
Sam and Jack grinned, both hugging him, and went off in search of that certain pain-in-the-ass archaeologist.
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Daniel slammed his head on his desk as the major and the colonel walked into his office.
"Coffee... coffeeeee..."
Jack took a pencil from the abused desk and poked the linguist with it. "Daniel...?"
Daniel's head shot up, staring at Jack. "Hi Jack.. hehehe..."
"Hello, Daniel. Guess what?"
"What?"
"Hammond knows." he glared at Daniel.
Daniel laughed. "I bet you two are in trouble!"
Sam stood in front of Daniel, looking furious. She's putting on a good show, Jack thought. "You ASSHOLE. WHY WOULD YOU."
"Sweet revenge."
Janet came prancing to the door and grinned evilly at Jack and Sam.
"Hey Janet, GUESS WHAT." Jack yelled.
"What? You two gonna run off to a broom closet?" Janet and Daniel both snickered at the lame excuse for a joke.
"No. Hammond knows." he glared.
"Shit. You two in trouble?"
The couple grinned and O'Neill put his arms around Sam's waist. "Nope!" he said, the grin spreading from ear to ear.
"You lucky dogs."
Janet was cut off from a slamming sound being emitted by the desk.
"Coffee..."
Jack took a chocolate bar out of his pocket and threw it at Daniel. Here yah go, Danny!"
Daniel groaned and resumed his slamming. Sam and Jack muttered something about being needed in another room, and Janet left for the infirmary. With everyone gone, Daniel drifted into sweet sleep... or so we think. (ominous music inserted here)
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Daniel was running through a library... running?! Why? Was it from somebody? Something? He didn't know, but he felt like he was needing to run. He peered behind himself, seeing something... so... horrendous, so... frightening, that he couldn't stand the sight. He ran faster, not succeeding in outrunning his pursuer. He hid behind a bookcase.
"Croikey! See that? When yew tayke away his cawfee, he terns on yew!"
Daniel hissed. "Give me back my coffee, bitch."
"Enrayged archaeologists have kwite a temper! without thayr cawfee, they tern from mellow geeks tao ferocious beats!"
"I want it back." A camera was shoved in his face. "Ow... the light..." he cowered in a ball on the ground, muttering in a foreign language.
"Thiss haz gawt to bee wan of thee STRANGEST creatures ever tao bee showne on here on thee 'Kkrawrkadial huntah'!" he downed Daniel's coffee and grinned.
Daniel screamed, falling into a hole and woke up, bathed in sweat.
"THAT *BEEP* STOLE MY COFFEE!" he looked around, bewildered. "What the *beep*? It's going *beep* every time I say *beep*..."
(voice sounds from ceiling)
"Daniel, thou shalt not swearith."
Daniel snaps up straight, not having a clue as to the voice that had just happened, but feeling inclined not to swear.
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:AN: I SO wanted to write 'Sack and Jam' but I donno why :P and that last part was COMPLETELY random, I have no idea what it was. I just had a sudden urge to write it...
:Notes: Thanks so much for the reviews, guys :D I have NO idea when this story will end, because I don't know what I'm WRITING! I don't even know what the next sentence will be! Well, now I do. It was 'Well, now I do.' But that's irrelevant. I'll see where this takes us. More Steve, some 'ship, and.. yeah. (Mario style) Here we goo!
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Jack pushed the wheelchair in to elevator, with Daniel muttering 'Ooh, watch it..', 'ow!', and 'that was close!' all the while.
"Will you just shut UP?!" the colonel yelled, sliding him into the elevator.
"OW!" Daniel's ankle bumped on the wall.
"Sorry."
"Shure."
"I am!"
"No you aren't."
"Maybe not, but you know I am somewhere deep down." Jack said sarcastically.
"Whatever."
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Daniel wheeled into his office, hitting his swirlytwirl chair in the process. He picked up the phone on his desk, dialed a number, yelled "SOMEBODY TAKE THIS FREAKING CHAIR OUT OF MY OFFICE!" and slammed it back down, rolling the chair furiously out of his way.
There was a knock on the door. "Daniel?" he looked up.
"Hey, Sam!" he said with an evil grin.
"When did you get THIS?!" she held up the picture that he'd recently developed, furious. It showed Jack and Sam on the couch...
"Take a guess." he replied. Janet came to the door with the same mischievous grin plastered on her face.
"Hey, Saaam." she help up a certain picture.
"YOU GOT IT TOO?!"
A Jack came to the door, holding up a picture. "Hey, Danny." he said with a forced smile. "HOW DID YOU GET THIS?!" he yelled.
"Oh, shit..." Daniel muttered. Jack advanced.
"Who has this?!"
"Um.. You.. Sam.." Jack looked at Carter, she held it up. "Janet... and me."
"Are you SURE it's only us?!"
Daniel let out a meek 'uh huh', retreating to the other side of his office.
"Carter, come to my office."
Sam glared at Daniel and nodded a 'Yes, sir.' and trailed out behind Jack.
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Jack sat on his desk, motioning for Sam to steal the chair and put his head in his hands. "How did he get this?"
"I don't know... what should we do?"
"I'm supposed to know?! I'm the guy! I'm supposed to be tall and look menacing! And carry around big guns!"
"That's Teal'c's job... and I carry big guns, too."
"Shuddap."
"Yes, sir."
O'Neill ran a hand through his short hair thinking. "What're we gonna do about this whole thing?... I mean, it's against regs, and --" the phone rang. He picked it up. "O'Neill." he listened for about ten seconds, calmly said "No coffee for Danny, now be on your way with those translations. 23 languages should come in use." and slammed it phone down. "As I was saying..." he looked up at Sam.
Damn she looked good.
"As you were saying?..."
...
"Are you okay sir...? Is there something wrong?"
He shook his head and regained the ability to speak. "No, nothing."
"Well, obviously these pictures are going to circulate the SGC. We've got to do something about it."
"Like what?" Jack looked clueless. Sam's turn to oggle.
Damn, he was cute when he was clueless.
"I donno... um..."
Jack slumped and decided to take a certain interest in his bootlaces. "This sucks."
"Yes, sir, it does."
"Not that. The one person I love and I'm not allowed to." Sam's eyes widened.
"P-pardon?"
"And I'm not sick with something, so don't send me off to Frasier to poke needles in me."
"But what you just said --"
"Was true." he looked up.
Sam met his gaze. "Really?"
"Yeah. I know it sounds kinda whacked, and it's inappropriate, but that's how *I* feel and... yeup." he clacked his boots together.
She smiled. "Me too."
Jack blinked. Damn his clueless look...
"What do we do now?"
"Um... I donno."
"Hammond should know."
"Uh huh."
"Let's um... go tell Hammond..."
"Okidokie." Jack got up and put an arm around her shoulders as they wandered off in search of their General.
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Janet spotted the two and called out "Saaa-aaam!" in a singsong voice. Sam grinned, turned around and matched the tone with a "Get looo-oost!"
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Jack rapped on Hammond's door. The usual 'come in' reply rang through. Jack opened the door and they walked in.
"Morning General." Sam said with a nervous smile.
"Hello Major, Colonel." Jack nodded back with a 'heya'.
"What can I do for you two?"
Jack pushed the toe of his boot into the ground. "Umm... We need to talk to you..." he placed his hand on the small of Sam's back, where the general couldn't see. She relaxed.
"About what?"
Sam looked up. "We kinda screwed up the regs again..."
Hammond's head cocked to the side. "How??"
"Well, um, you know that one... about, um..."
"Relationship." Jack finished. Sam nodded.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
"Yes, I do. And what does that have to do with this visit?"
Jack discovered the wall looked pretty interesting.
"We kinda messed that up."
"How so."
"We kinda have feelings for each other." the two said at once, and then kinda of jumped at saying the same thing.
"I've heard." Hammond replied. "Now. I don't have a problem with that, but --"
Jack grinned. "You don't?"
"No, but don't interrupt me."
"Sorry sir."
"That's better. Now, you have to listen closely and follow as I say. When you're on the battlefield, you'd better act like you two aren't... together." they nodded. "In the base, you must be discreet. And I don't want to receive any word from the alien friendlies about the two of you being intimate whilst on a mission." they nodded again. "Other than that... good luck." Hammond smiled.
Sam and Jack grinned, both hugging him, and went off in search of that certain pain-in-the-ass archaeologist.
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Daniel slammed his head on his desk as the major and the colonel walked into his office.
"Coffee... coffeeeee..."
Jack took a pencil from the abused desk and poked the linguist with it. "Daniel...?"
Daniel's head shot up, staring at Jack. "Hi Jack.. hehehe..."
"Hello, Daniel. Guess what?"
"What?"
"Hammond knows." he glared at Daniel.
Daniel laughed. "I bet you two are in trouble!"
Sam stood in front of Daniel, looking furious. She's putting on a good show, Jack thought. "You ASSHOLE. WHY WOULD YOU."
"Sweet revenge."
Janet came prancing to the door and grinned evilly at Jack and Sam.
"Hey Janet, GUESS WHAT." Jack yelled.
"What? You two gonna run off to a broom closet?" Janet and Daniel both snickered at the lame excuse for a joke.
"No. Hammond knows." he glared.
"Shit. You two in trouble?"
The couple grinned and O'Neill put his arms around Sam's waist. "Nope!" he said, the grin spreading from ear to ear.
"You lucky dogs."
Janet was cut off from a slamming sound being emitted by the desk.
"Coffee..."
Jack took a chocolate bar out of his pocket and threw it at Daniel. Here yah go, Danny!"
Daniel groaned and resumed his slamming. Sam and Jack muttered something about being needed in another room, and Janet left for the infirmary. With everyone gone, Daniel drifted into sweet sleep... or so we think. (ominous music inserted here)
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Daniel was running through a library... running?! Why? Was it from somebody? Something? He didn't know, but he felt like he was needing to run. He peered behind himself, seeing something... so... horrendous, so... frightening, that he couldn't stand the sight. He ran faster, not succeeding in outrunning his pursuer. He hid behind a bookcase.
"Croikey! See that? When yew tayke away his cawfee, he terns on yew!"
Daniel hissed. "Give me back my coffee, bitch."
"Enrayged archaeologists have kwite a temper! without thayr cawfee, they tern from mellow geeks tao ferocious beats!"
"I want it back." A camera was shoved in his face. "Ow... the light..." he cowered in a ball on the ground, muttering in a foreign language.
"Thiss haz gawt to bee wan of thee STRANGEST creatures ever tao bee showne on here on thee 'Kkrawrkadial huntah'!" he downed Daniel's coffee and grinned.
Daniel screamed, falling into a hole and woke up, bathed in sweat.
"THAT *BEEP* STOLE MY COFFEE!" he looked around, bewildered. "What the *beep*? It's going *beep* every time I say *beep*..."
(voice sounds from ceiling)
"Daniel, thou shalt not swearith."
Daniel snaps up straight, not having a clue as to the voice that had just happened, but feeling inclined not to swear.
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:AN: I SO wanted to write 'Sack and Jam' but I donno why :P and that last part was COMPLETELY random, I have no idea what it was. I just had a sudden urge to write it...