:Disclaimer: I DO OWN IT! MWAHAHAHAHA!
:Notes: Um.. yes... S/J, more offworlding... coffee... Did you know that cafeteria coffee sucks? Just thought I'd note that. I had to rewrite everything after Jack's first 'Cool' 'cause it was SO shippy and it was HORRIBLE. I've got a new plan! :)
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Music thundered through the woods surrounding the small Rael settlement, and sounds of laughter and the thumping of large feet on soiled ground.
Sam leaned towards Daniel. "Reen's night?"
"Think so."
"Cool." Jack added, from the other side of Sam.
"Indeed." Teal'c added.
They'd had their 'feast', whereas they'd discovered that this world cultivated...
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"COFFEE BEANS?!"
Daniel looked like he was in heaven. Which mind you, he probably was, but that's beside the point.
Teal'c looked into the small basket. "It appears so, DanielJackson."
Jack grabbed a couple, stuffed them in his mouth, winced and nodded. "Starbucks worthy. And YOU," he added, wagging a finger at the linguist, "are not to have ANY."
"But Jaaack!" Daniel whined.
"Our dear, dear needle-happy doctor said WHAT again, Dannyboy?"
Daniel looked down. "No coffee." Jack ruffled his hair.
"Thassa good boy, now."
Daniel glared. Sam reached into the container and picked out a handful, staring at them. "Are you sure these are safe, Sir?" she asked, picking at one.
"Safe as snow!" he answered, the other three looking at him with a blank expression. "They won't kill you?"
"Let's hope you're right, then." she shoved them in her mouth, winced, and shook her head, letting out a sigh of relief. "Nice."
The two dug their hands into the basket for more.
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"It's SG-1, sir." the airman noted.
"Open the iris." Hammond ordered, walking out the door to the stairs that led down in the direction of the 'Gate Room. When there, he stood in his normal spot, awaiting the arrival of his best, and oddest, team.
The wormhole ensued, and SG-1 walked out. Well, partly walked. More of a skip really. But not Teal'c or Daniel, oh, no. They were walking as they normally did, with a bit more caution. But Jack and Sam? Full-out Wizard of Oz.
"Hel-lo, Sir!" Jack called out in a sing-song voice, arm-in-arm with an equally peppy Sam, the two grinning ear-to-ear, giggling occasionally.
"Welcome back, SG-1. Mission successful?"
"It appears so, GeneralHammond." Teal'c pointed out, eyes shifting towards the unusually hyper Sam and Jack.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Daniel muttered something about coffee.
"Doctor Jackson?"
"Coffee beans. They ate the coffee beans."
The older (much, much older) man looked in the direction of the viewing glass. "Doctor Frasier and a med team down here!"
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Jack drummed his fingers on the side of the bed rather quickly, eyes looking like they were glued open. "Saaam?"
On the infirmary bed beside him, an equally loud drumming came from an equally energetic Sam. "Siir?"
"I'm bored."
"Me too."
"Let's do something!"
"Like what?"
"Uh... Play?" Jack made the motion to yank his arm up from its place beside him, but it was held firmly in place by restraints. "For cryin' out loud!"
"It doesn't matter sir! We can still have fun!"
"How so?"
"Drive the nice doctor into an insane oblivion!"
"How so?"
An evil grin spread across her face. "A song."
"I like that! Which shall we sing?"
Sam opened her mouth wide and started off. "This is the song that never ENDS... it just goes on and on, my FRIENDS..."
"Some people STARTED SINGING IT, not knowing what it WAS!" Jack joined in.
The two went on... and on... and on...
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"Doctor Frasier, he's awake."
Janet moved over beside the bed and loomed over the previously unconscious colonel.
"Hello, Colonel. Sleep well?" She asked with an evil smile.
"I COULD answer that, but seeing as how all I know is you poked me with a rather large-ass NEEDLE, I'd prefer not to, MAJOR."
"Doctor Frasier, she's awake." the monotonous infirmary assistant said.
Janet shifted herself around to face Sam on the opposite bed. "Hello, Major. Sleep well?"
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! DON'T ANSWER THE WOMAN!" Jack yelled out from his own bed. Sam just glared at her.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU STICK IN ME?!"
"Just a little something."
"Little?!" Sam fumed. "That could've knocked Teal'c out five times over!"
"It certainly did a number on you two." Janet muttered with a mischievous smile on her face. "Now. Short check and I think you two can leave."
"Woohoo!" Jack whooped.
Sam picked at the IV tubes. "How long've you stuck those things in us for?"
"A week."
"Holy." Jack muttered.
"Yes. Just how much of those coffee things did you eat? A soon as you got up, you'd bounce around the room. Three lieutenants had to hold YOU down so I could give you some seds." Janet pointed at Jack.
Sam looked at Jack, and he looked back. "Um... only a couple?" Sam murmured.
"Daniel says you ate the whole thing."
Jack became interested in the wall. "Maybe."
"Well, anyway. General Hammond says you guys have a couple days off for recovery when you're sane again. And those beans seem to have an overbearing effect on humans... strong coffee."
"Duh." Jack pulled at his wrists and then his head flopped on the pillow, and he let out a sigh. "I take it I know why we're restrained?"
"You two were hyper as hell. Three days, we had to listen to you singing 'This is the song that never ends' and having rather LOUD conversations about gummy bears and As Time Goes By."
"As gummy bears go by…"
"You two are a bad, bad influence."
"Why thank you."
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Jack hummed loudly, swinging across the doorway to Sam's lab unnoticed and slammed the door, making her jump and drop her clipboard.
"Sir! You scared me!"
"That was the point, wasn't it?" he grinned. Sam smiled.
"Need help with paperwork, I assume?"
"Naw. I came with an offer."
"Of what kind?"
"Dinner?"
"Bah, I don't feel like going out tonight."
"At my place."
"You can't cook."
"I can try."
"Alright, I guess so." she smiled.
"Just promise not to sue for food poisoning?" Jack gave a goofy smile.
Sam gave him a skeptical look, but gave away and shrugged. "Why not. Just.. don't make crushed ice?"
Jack grinned.
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/Bordem./ Daniel though, poking his Aztec voodoo doll with his pinky. /Bordem. Bordem... Jack. Jack solves bordem. Let's go find Jack./
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"Damn the doorbell. I'll be right back." Jack stormed over to his door, looked through the peephole, sighed heavily and turned the handle, yanking the door open. "Hullo Daniel."
"Hey Jack... hey, you're dressed up. Why're you dressed up?"
"Is 'none of your business' a good answer?"
"Geez, don't be so pissy. I was bored, so I wanted to se if you were busy."
"Obviously, I am."
"With what, then?"
"Nothing."
"It's a date, isn't it? Knew it. It's gotta be a date. With who?" the linguist rambled on, trying to peek inside the house.
"Once again, none of your bee's wax."
"Oh, c'mon!"
Jack looked over his shoulder to where Daniel wasn't able to see, whined a bit, then nodded. "Fine." he turned back to the 'geek' standing in his doorway.
"Who?"
Sam walked over silently and slipped herself under Jack's free arm. "Me."
"Sam. Well, okay. you could've just TOLD me..."
Jack grinned. "But you're so cute when you're pissed!"
Daniel shook his head, gave his partings, and left in search of Teal'c.
:Notes: Um.. yes... S/J, more offworlding... coffee... Did you know that cafeteria coffee sucks? Just thought I'd note that. I had to rewrite everything after Jack's first 'Cool' 'cause it was SO shippy and it was HORRIBLE. I've got a new plan! :)
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Music thundered through the woods surrounding the small Rael settlement, and sounds of laughter and the thumping of large feet on soiled ground.
Sam leaned towards Daniel. "Reen's night?"
"Think so."
"Cool." Jack added, from the other side of Sam.
"Indeed." Teal'c added.
They'd had their 'feast', whereas they'd discovered that this world cultivated...
----
"COFFEE BEANS?!"
Daniel looked like he was in heaven. Which mind you, he probably was, but that's beside the point.
Teal'c looked into the small basket. "It appears so, DanielJackson."
Jack grabbed a couple, stuffed them in his mouth, winced and nodded. "Starbucks worthy. And YOU," he added, wagging a finger at the linguist, "are not to have ANY."
"But Jaaack!" Daniel whined.
"Our dear, dear needle-happy doctor said WHAT again, Dannyboy?"
Daniel looked down. "No coffee." Jack ruffled his hair.
"Thassa good boy, now."
Daniel glared. Sam reached into the container and picked out a handful, staring at them. "Are you sure these are safe, Sir?" she asked, picking at one.
"Safe as snow!" he answered, the other three looking at him with a blank expression. "They won't kill you?"
"Let's hope you're right, then." she shoved them in her mouth, winced, and shook her head, letting out a sigh of relief. "Nice."
The two dug their hands into the basket for more.
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"It's SG-1, sir." the airman noted.
"Open the iris." Hammond ordered, walking out the door to the stairs that led down in the direction of the 'Gate Room. When there, he stood in his normal spot, awaiting the arrival of his best, and oddest, team.
The wormhole ensued, and SG-1 walked out. Well, partly walked. More of a skip really. But not Teal'c or Daniel, oh, no. They were walking as they normally did, with a bit more caution. But Jack and Sam? Full-out Wizard of Oz.
"Hel-lo, Sir!" Jack called out in a sing-song voice, arm-in-arm with an equally peppy Sam, the two grinning ear-to-ear, giggling occasionally.
"Welcome back, SG-1. Mission successful?"
"It appears so, GeneralHammond." Teal'c pointed out, eyes shifting towards the unusually hyper Sam and Jack.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Daniel muttered something about coffee.
"Doctor Jackson?"
"Coffee beans. They ate the coffee beans."
The older (much, much older) man looked in the direction of the viewing glass. "Doctor Frasier and a med team down here!"
----
Jack drummed his fingers on the side of the bed rather quickly, eyes looking like they were glued open. "Saaam?"
On the infirmary bed beside him, an equally loud drumming came from an equally energetic Sam. "Siir?"
"I'm bored."
"Me too."
"Let's do something!"
"Like what?"
"Uh... Play?" Jack made the motion to yank his arm up from its place beside him, but it was held firmly in place by restraints. "For cryin' out loud!"
"It doesn't matter sir! We can still have fun!"
"How so?"
"Drive the nice doctor into an insane oblivion!"
"How so?"
An evil grin spread across her face. "A song."
"I like that! Which shall we sing?"
Sam opened her mouth wide and started off. "This is the song that never ENDS... it just goes on and on, my FRIENDS..."
"Some people STARTED SINGING IT, not knowing what it WAS!" Jack joined in.
The two went on... and on... and on...
----
"Doctor Frasier, he's awake."
Janet moved over beside the bed and loomed over the previously unconscious colonel.
"Hello, Colonel. Sleep well?" She asked with an evil smile.
"I COULD answer that, but seeing as how all I know is you poked me with a rather large-ass NEEDLE, I'd prefer not to, MAJOR."
"Doctor Frasier, she's awake." the monotonous infirmary assistant said.
Janet shifted herself around to face Sam on the opposite bed. "Hello, Major. Sleep well?"
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! DON'T ANSWER THE WOMAN!" Jack yelled out from his own bed. Sam just glared at her.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU STICK IN ME?!"
"Just a little something."
"Little?!" Sam fumed. "That could've knocked Teal'c out five times over!"
"It certainly did a number on you two." Janet muttered with a mischievous smile on her face. "Now. Short check and I think you two can leave."
"Woohoo!" Jack whooped.
Sam picked at the IV tubes. "How long've you stuck those things in us for?"
"A week."
"Holy." Jack muttered.
"Yes. Just how much of those coffee things did you eat? A soon as you got up, you'd bounce around the room. Three lieutenants had to hold YOU down so I could give you some seds." Janet pointed at Jack.
Sam looked at Jack, and he looked back. "Um... only a couple?" Sam murmured.
"Daniel says you ate the whole thing."
Jack became interested in the wall. "Maybe."
"Well, anyway. General Hammond says you guys have a couple days off for recovery when you're sane again. And those beans seem to have an overbearing effect on humans... strong coffee."
"Duh." Jack pulled at his wrists and then his head flopped on the pillow, and he let out a sigh. "I take it I know why we're restrained?"
"You two were hyper as hell. Three days, we had to listen to you singing 'This is the song that never ends' and having rather LOUD conversations about gummy bears and As Time Goes By."
"As gummy bears go by…"
"You two are a bad, bad influence."
"Why thank you."
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Jack hummed loudly, swinging across the doorway to Sam's lab unnoticed and slammed the door, making her jump and drop her clipboard.
"Sir! You scared me!"
"That was the point, wasn't it?" he grinned. Sam smiled.
"Need help with paperwork, I assume?"
"Naw. I came with an offer."
"Of what kind?"
"Dinner?"
"Bah, I don't feel like going out tonight."
"At my place."
"You can't cook."
"I can try."
"Alright, I guess so." she smiled.
"Just promise not to sue for food poisoning?" Jack gave a goofy smile.
Sam gave him a skeptical look, but gave away and shrugged. "Why not. Just.. don't make crushed ice?"
Jack grinned.
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/Bordem./ Daniel though, poking his Aztec voodoo doll with his pinky. /Bordem. Bordem... Jack. Jack solves bordem. Let's go find Jack./
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"Damn the doorbell. I'll be right back." Jack stormed over to his door, looked through the peephole, sighed heavily and turned the handle, yanking the door open. "Hullo Daniel."
"Hey Jack... hey, you're dressed up. Why're you dressed up?"
"Is 'none of your business' a good answer?"
"Geez, don't be so pissy. I was bored, so I wanted to se if you were busy."
"Obviously, I am."
"With what, then?"
"Nothing."
"It's a date, isn't it? Knew it. It's gotta be a date. With who?" the linguist rambled on, trying to peek inside the house.
"Once again, none of your bee's wax."
"Oh, c'mon!"
Jack looked over his shoulder to where Daniel wasn't able to see, whined a bit, then nodded. "Fine." he turned back to the 'geek' standing in his doorway.
"Who?"
Sam walked over silently and slipped herself under Jack's free arm. "Me."
"Sam. Well, okay. you could've just TOLD me..."
Jack grinned. "But you're so cute when you're pissed!"
Daniel shook his head, gave his partings, and left in search of Teal'c.