Day Eight-Sam
(This part written by FCOL)
Daniel is looking at me again. He has this mischievous glint in his eyes that tells me I should be worried, but before I can even think what he could possibly be up to the Colonel walks through the door. They are glaring at each other again. I'm just about to tell them to grow up when I see the Colonel whip something out of his back pocket. Where the hell did he get matches? Uh oh. Daniel gets a gleam in his eye as he spots the matches. In moments they are wrestling for the matchbook. Surprisingly Daniel comes out on top, snatching the matchbook from the Colonel's hands.
"Daniel, what are you doing?"
"Mine . . . all mine."
"Hey! You have to share!"
"Get your own matches, Jack!"
"They ARE my matches!"
"What the hell is going on?!"
They both ignore me as they continue their bickering. Finally they seem to have reached a truce, and I see Daniel hand the matches to the Colonel as he rummages through his kit bag. Bringing out his deck of cards I see the Colonel light the first match, Daniel placing the card in the flame.
"Holy Hannah! What the hell are you two doing?!"
Daniel flashes me an innocent smile as he flicks the flaming card in my direction. Soon all I can see are fiery missiles surrounding me. Daniel's books at my feet, all begin to burst into flame. I can't see the Colonel or Daniel anymore.
Hot . . . it's so hot . . . I can feel my skin burning . . .
*Gasp* I jerk upright as I awake from my nightmare. My clothes are literally clinging to me because of the sweat. We didn't get the time to fix the temperature controls last night and the ship must be a good 15 degrees warmer than it was when I fell asleep.
I look over towards the reasons I am in this particular situation. The Colonel and Daniel are both asleep tossing and turning, and sweating just as profusely as I am. I take small satisfaction in that fact. They deserve it.
I quickly get up, and take what qualifies for a shower in this oven, and make my way out to see how Teal'c is doing. As I leave the room, I am tempted to once again lock the man child and his evil twin in. I swear if they get into anymore trouble today, I will not be held responsible.
"Hey, Teal'c, how's it going?"
"It is going well, Major Carter."
"OK, so first order of business, fix the temperature controls."
"Indeed."
I smile at Teal'c's calm manner. He must be just as hot as I feel, but he doesn't show it. I don't even think he's sweating! Lucky him. I reach down for the tools I need to begin repairs on the temperature controls when I hear it.
"No, Daniel! I'm going first! This is all your fault! You can be the one to suffer a little longer."
"It is NOT my fault! You started it with your stupid card game. Now move out of the way! I'm getting in the shower first!"
"No! God! I'm melting here!"
I can hear a scuffle ensue. I'm only guessing they're attacking each other again. I sigh out loud, running a hand through my once again sweat filled hair. I see Teal'c tense. He looks as if he's about to go and put a stop to whatever those two are up to but I shake my head.
"They've got to work this out on their own, Teal'c. And truthfully, as long as they are fighting in there and not out here I'm happy. Maybe we'll get lucky and they'll accidentally knock each other out."
Teal'c raises his eyebrow at my comment. I can't believe I just said that. I don't want the Colonel and Daniel to get hurt . . . ok . . . well I don't want them to get hurt much. All I know is that the longer they are out of my sight the better off they'll be.
There is quiet and I begin to wonder if perhaps they haven't knocked each other out. I can tell that Teal'c is wondering the same. I decide to go and check on them. After all, if we're going to actually complete this mission I think we might just need them alive.
I walk into an empty room. Wondering where they've gotten to, I hear more angry words.
"Dammit, would you watch where you point that thing?"
"Oh stop it! You're acting like I'm about to ravage you."
"Can you please not talk like that when we're like THIS?"
"You can be such a child, Jack."
"Hey! I'm being kind enough to let you use the shower now instead of waiting. You could show a little gratitude."
"Oh yeah, Jack, thank you ever so much for letting me be naked in the shower with you. It's the highlight of this mission."
"Contrary to the SGC rumor mill I'm not dying to be naked in the shower with you, Daniel. Although from what I hear, Janet's nurses seem to think you need a sponge bath every 20 minutes when you're in the infirmary, maybe we could arrange a little something with one of them for you?"
"Shut up and give me the shampoo."
I'm tempted to burst out laughing at what I've just overheard but instead walk back out towards Teal'c.
"They're fine Teal'c, just . . . um . . . getting ready."
Yet another raised eyebrow from Teal'c, poor guy, it must suck always wondering what the hell people are talking about.
Twenty minutes later I find myself pulled away from the repairs as I hear the voices of our two missing teammates.
"You go!"
"No . . . you're the one that broke the controls, she pissed at you, not me!"
"I only broke them because you threw me into the controls in the first place."
"Alright FINE! We'll both go."
They walk out of the room looking all repentant, heads down, no eye contact. They look so vulnerable I can't resist, "How was the shower?"
I see two heads snap up, brown and blue eyes boring holes through me. They obviously thought that their little escapade in the shower would forever be filed under the 'no one will ever know . . . EVER' section of our mission. Too bad boys, Janet is going to LOVE this story.
"So, can we do anything, Sam?"
"Yes, Daniel, you can go sit in the cargo bay and wait until Teal'c and I are through."
"But we can help, Major."
"No offense, Sir, but I really can't afford anymore of your 'help'."
He looks hurt. Sometimes I wonder if he's nothing more than a 12 year old trapped in a 40 something year old body. Daniel looks like I've slapped him. *Sigh* Come on Carter, get a grip, just remember the fact that your skin feels like someone is flaying it off with hot pokers...and that it's their fault.
They head off to the cargo bay and I turn back to the system Teal'c and I were working on. I desperately need to get these temperature controls fixed before, with our luck, one of us starts to hallucinate from the heat.
Teal'c and I work well into the day without a single disruption from the Colonel and Daniel. I'm tempted to see if perhaps they accidentally got sucked out into space. They haven't been this quiet since we boarded the ship on Ravana. I decide that the temperature controls are more important at the moment. If they got sucked out, they better not come crying to me.
I straighten up, stretching my extremely sore muscles. It's been a long day and I'm starving. I tell Teal'c it's time to grab something to eat and we both head into the cargo bay. There before us is the Colonel and Daniel, lying on their stomachs, facing each other. No . . . they can't be . . . even THEY aren't that immature.
"What are you two doing?"
"Shhh . . ."
"Sir?"
"Carter, be quiet. You're going to break our concentration."
They ARE that immature.
"I do not understand, what is it you are concentrating on, O'Neill?"
"They're having a staring contest, Teal'c."
"AH HAH! You blinked!! I win!!"
"No fair! Sam and Teal'c distracted me!"
I roll my eyes at the two 'adult' men, making my way over towards the MRE's.
"It's time for something to eat anyway, Daniel."
He's pouting. The Colonel looks smug. I can see another bout of WWF wrestling any minute.
Surprisingly our meal ends with no wrestling, food fights or bickering. I'm beginning to think that perhaps they've finally gotten over whatever has had them acting like children since boarding the ship. Obviously I was wrong.
"I want a rematch."
"Bring it on, Dannyboy."
They both lay back on their stomachs and begin to intently stare at each other. If I wasn't so damn hot I might be tempted to make a comment about them staring longingly into each other's eyes . . . if I wasn't so hot.
Teal'c and I return to our repairs leaving the two children to play.
"Hang on, time out."
"What?"
"It's fricking hot in here, I gotta take my shirt off."
"Yeah, you're right . . . man . . . what is the deal? I thought Teal'c and Sam were going to fix the temperature controls?"
I will not kill them, I will not kill them, I will not kill them. Muttering a curse to myself I start working on the next row of crystals. Teal'c simply raising and eyebrow, passes me the tools I need.
"Yes . . .! Finally!" I smile at Teal'c. I've finally managed to fix the temperature controls. I can feel the ship beginning to cool off already. I sigh in contentment. Only a few more systems to go and then we can concentrate on the next problem . . . the asteroid.
"Are they still at it?"
"Indeed."
"Hey, guys, the temperature controls are fixed."
"Ssshhhh."
"You're welcome." Why do I even bother?
"Sorry, Sam. Thank you for fixing the system, and I'm sorry Jack broke it."
"Yeah thanks Carter . . . hey! Wait a minute! I didn't break it! It was you who broke it, Daniel."
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Not!"
"Too!"
"ENOUGH!!! Teal'c . . . " In a quite impressive move Teal'c has both the Colonel and Daniel on their feet and deposited back into the room to cool off. He closes the door, and beautiful silence ensues.
I flop into the chair, Teal'c sitting beside me. Gazing out at the stars zipping by I wonder if we'll be able to stop the asteroid from hitting Earth, if we'll manage to pull off another miracle to save the planet.
We sit in silence, both lost in thought. I suddenly feel a slight chill. Crap!! The temperature controls aren't working properly. The temperature is still dropping. I turn to open the control panel when I notice the Colonel and Daniel's t-shirts on the floor in the cargo bay.
"Teal'c, you better bring them their shirts, they are probably getting a little chilly by now."
Teal'c scoops the shirts up, making his way over to the door. Pushing the button to open the door, I see him frown. Uh Oh.
"Something wrong, Teal'c?"
"The door will not open, Major Carter."
"What?!" The Colonel and Daniel are SO going to kill me! I rush to the door and see if I can figure out a way to open it.
"Hey, Carter! Wanna turn up the heater a bit? We're freezing in here! At least give us our shirts."
"I'm sorry, Sir, something is wrong with the door. It won't open. I'm working on it. It seems that the temperature controls aren't as fixed as I thought."
"Oh For Cryin Out Loud . . .! This is just peachy."
"I'm sorry, Sir."
"No, it's not you're fault, Carter. How bout you working on the heating and let Teal'c worry about the door. Daniel's starting to look like a smurf in here."
"Look whose talking, Jack."
"Yes, Sir, I'll get right on it."
I leave Teal'c trying to get the door open, while I try and get the controls working. I reach for my fatigue shirt, pulling it on over my t- shirt. It was going to be a long and cold night . . . I just hoped that I could figure this out, and that Teal'c could open the door before we had two frozen SG1sicles on our hands.
TBC--next part by Layton Colt
(This part written by FCOL)
Daniel is looking at me again. He has this mischievous glint in his eyes that tells me I should be worried, but before I can even think what he could possibly be up to the Colonel walks through the door. They are glaring at each other again. I'm just about to tell them to grow up when I see the Colonel whip something out of his back pocket. Where the hell did he get matches? Uh oh. Daniel gets a gleam in his eye as he spots the matches. In moments they are wrestling for the matchbook. Surprisingly Daniel comes out on top, snatching the matchbook from the Colonel's hands.
"Daniel, what are you doing?"
"Mine . . . all mine."
"Hey! You have to share!"
"Get your own matches, Jack!"
"They ARE my matches!"
"What the hell is going on?!"
They both ignore me as they continue their bickering. Finally they seem to have reached a truce, and I see Daniel hand the matches to the Colonel as he rummages through his kit bag. Bringing out his deck of cards I see the Colonel light the first match, Daniel placing the card in the flame.
"Holy Hannah! What the hell are you two doing?!"
Daniel flashes me an innocent smile as he flicks the flaming card in my direction. Soon all I can see are fiery missiles surrounding me. Daniel's books at my feet, all begin to burst into flame. I can't see the Colonel or Daniel anymore.
Hot . . . it's so hot . . . I can feel my skin burning . . .
*Gasp* I jerk upright as I awake from my nightmare. My clothes are literally clinging to me because of the sweat. We didn't get the time to fix the temperature controls last night and the ship must be a good 15 degrees warmer than it was when I fell asleep.
I look over towards the reasons I am in this particular situation. The Colonel and Daniel are both asleep tossing and turning, and sweating just as profusely as I am. I take small satisfaction in that fact. They deserve it.
I quickly get up, and take what qualifies for a shower in this oven, and make my way out to see how Teal'c is doing. As I leave the room, I am tempted to once again lock the man child and his evil twin in. I swear if they get into anymore trouble today, I will not be held responsible.
"Hey, Teal'c, how's it going?"
"It is going well, Major Carter."
"OK, so first order of business, fix the temperature controls."
"Indeed."
I smile at Teal'c's calm manner. He must be just as hot as I feel, but he doesn't show it. I don't even think he's sweating! Lucky him. I reach down for the tools I need to begin repairs on the temperature controls when I hear it.
"No, Daniel! I'm going first! This is all your fault! You can be the one to suffer a little longer."
"It is NOT my fault! You started it with your stupid card game. Now move out of the way! I'm getting in the shower first!"
"No! God! I'm melting here!"
I can hear a scuffle ensue. I'm only guessing they're attacking each other again. I sigh out loud, running a hand through my once again sweat filled hair. I see Teal'c tense. He looks as if he's about to go and put a stop to whatever those two are up to but I shake my head.
"They've got to work this out on their own, Teal'c. And truthfully, as long as they are fighting in there and not out here I'm happy. Maybe we'll get lucky and they'll accidentally knock each other out."
Teal'c raises his eyebrow at my comment. I can't believe I just said that. I don't want the Colonel and Daniel to get hurt . . . ok . . . well I don't want them to get hurt much. All I know is that the longer they are out of my sight the better off they'll be.
There is quiet and I begin to wonder if perhaps they haven't knocked each other out. I can tell that Teal'c is wondering the same. I decide to go and check on them. After all, if we're going to actually complete this mission I think we might just need them alive.
I walk into an empty room. Wondering where they've gotten to, I hear more angry words.
"Dammit, would you watch where you point that thing?"
"Oh stop it! You're acting like I'm about to ravage you."
"Can you please not talk like that when we're like THIS?"
"You can be such a child, Jack."
"Hey! I'm being kind enough to let you use the shower now instead of waiting. You could show a little gratitude."
"Oh yeah, Jack, thank you ever so much for letting me be naked in the shower with you. It's the highlight of this mission."
"Contrary to the SGC rumor mill I'm not dying to be naked in the shower with you, Daniel. Although from what I hear, Janet's nurses seem to think you need a sponge bath every 20 minutes when you're in the infirmary, maybe we could arrange a little something with one of them for you?"
"Shut up and give me the shampoo."
I'm tempted to burst out laughing at what I've just overheard but instead walk back out towards Teal'c.
"They're fine Teal'c, just . . . um . . . getting ready."
Yet another raised eyebrow from Teal'c, poor guy, it must suck always wondering what the hell people are talking about.
Twenty minutes later I find myself pulled away from the repairs as I hear the voices of our two missing teammates.
"You go!"
"No . . . you're the one that broke the controls, she pissed at you, not me!"
"I only broke them because you threw me into the controls in the first place."
"Alright FINE! We'll both go."
They walk out of the room looking all repentant, heads down, no eye contact. They look so vulnerable I can't resist, "How was the shower?"
I see two heads snap up, brown and blue eyes boring holes through me. They obviously thought that their little escapade in the shower would forever be filed under the 'no one will ever know . . . EVER' section of our mission. Too bad boys, Janet is going to LOVE this story.
"So, can we do anything, Sam?"
"Yes, Daniel, you can go sit in the cargo bay and wait until Teal'c and I are through."
"But we can help, Major."
"No offense, Sir, but I really can't afford anymore of your 'help'."
He looks hurt. Sometimes I wonder if he's nothing more than a 12 year old trapped in a 40 something year old body. Daniel looks like I've slapped him. *Sigh* Come on Carter, get a grip, just remember the fact that your skin feels like someone is flaying it off with hot pokers...and that it's their fault.
They head off to the cargo bay and I turn back to the system Teal'c and I were working on. I desperately need to get these temperature controls fixed before, with our luck, one of us starts to hallucinate from the heat.
Teal'c and I work well into the day without a single disruption from the Colonel and Daniel. I'm tempted to see if perhaps they accidentally got sucked out into space. They haven't been this quiet since we boarded the ship on Ravana. I decide that the temperature controls are more important at the moment. If they got sucked out, they better not come crying to me.
I straighten up, stretching my extremely sore muscles. It's been a long day and I'm starving. I tell Teal'c it's time to grab something to eat and we both head into the cargo bay. There before us is the Colonel and Daniel, lying on their stomachs, facing each other. No . . . they can't be . . . even THEY aren't that immature.
"What are you two doing?"
"Shhh . . ."
"Sir?"
"Carter, be quiet. You're going to break our concentration."
They ARE that immature.
"I do not understand, what is it you are concentrating on, O'Neill?"
"They're having a staring contest, Teal'c."
"AH HAH! You blinked!! I win!!"
"No fair! Sam and Teal'c distracted me!"
I roll my eyes at the two 'adult' men, making my way over towards the MRE's.
"It's time for something to eat anyway, Daniel."
He's pouting. The Colonel looks smug. I can see another bout of WWF wrestling any minute.
Surprisingly our meal ends with no wrestling, food fights or bickering. I'm beginning to think that perhaps they've finally gotten over whatever has had them acting like children since boarding the ship. Obviously I was wrong.
"I want a rematch."
"Bring it on, Dannyboy."
They both lay back on their stomachs and begin to intently stare at each other. If I wasn't so damn hot I might be tempted to make a comment about them staring longingly into each other's eyes . . . if I wasn't so hot.
Teal'c and I return to our repairs leaving the two children to play.
"Hang on, time out."
"What?"
"It's fricking hot in here, I gotta take my shirt off."
"Yeah, you're right . . . man . . . what is the deal? I thought Teal'c and Sam were going to fix the temperature controls?"
I will not kill them, I will not kill them, I will not kill them. Muttering a curse to myself I start working on the next row of crystals. Teal'c simply raising and eyebrow, passes me the tools I need.
"Yes . . .! Finally!" I smile at Teal'c. I've finally managed to fix the temperature controls. I can feel the ship beginning to cool off already. I sigh in contentment. Only a few more systems to go and then we can concentrate on the next problem . . . the asteroid.
"Are they still at it?"
"Indeed."
"Hey, guys, the temperature controls are fixed."
"Ssshhhh."
"You're welcome." Why do I even bother?
"Sorry, Sam. Thank you for fixing the system, and I'm sorry Jack broke it."
"Yeah thanks Carter . . . hey! Wait a minute! I didn't break it! It was you who broke it, Daniel."
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Not!"
"Too!"
"ENOUGH!!! Teal'c . . . " In a quite impressive move Teal'c has both the Colonel and Daniel on their feet and deposited back into the room to cool off. He closes the door, and beautiful silence ensues.
I flop into the chair, Teal'c sitting beside me. Gazing out at the stars zipping by I wonder if we'll be able to stop the asteroid from hitting Earth, if we'll manage to pull off another miracle to save the planet.
We sit in silence, both lost in thought. I suddenly feel a slight chill. Crap!! The temperature controls aren't working properly. The temperature is still dropping. I turn to open the control panel when I notice the Colonel and Daniel's t-shirts on the floor in the cargo bay.
"Teal'c, you better bring them their shirts, they are probably getting a little chilly by now."
Teal'c scoops the shirts up, making his way over to the door. Pushing the button to open the door, I see him frown. Uh Oh.
"Something wrong, Teal'c?"
"The door will not open, Major Carter."
"What?!" The Colonel and Daniel are SO going to kill me! I rush to the door and see if I can figure out a way to open it.
"Hey, Carter! Wanna turn up the heater a bit? We're freezing in here! At least give us our shirts."
"I'm sorry, Sir, something is wrong with the door. It won't open. I'm working on it. It seems that the temperature controls aren't as fixed as I thought."
"Oh For Cryin Out Loud . . .! This is just peachy."
"I'm sorry, Sir."
"No, it's not you're fault, Carter. How bout you working on the heating and let Teal'c worry about the door. Daniel's starting to look like a smurf in here."
"Look whose talking, Jack."
"Yes, Sir, I'll get right on it."
I leave Teal'c trying to get the door open, while I try and get the controls working. I reach for my fatigue shirt, pulling it on over my t- shirt. It was going to be a long and cold night . . . I just hoped that I could figure this out, and that Teal'c could open the door before we had two frozen SG1sicles on our hands.
TBC--next part by Layton Colt