Authors Note: Oodles of thanks to DC Chic for helping figure out exactly where I'm going with this, and making sure I keep the continuity. I left a little Daniel-type present for you as my way of saying thanks without spending money on airmail stamps!
Disclaimer: If you want to see Danny naked for real, write to MGM. I have no control over their nudity clauses.
Unfortunately.
Procrastination
Chapter 9: Wish You Were Here…
Daniel awoke to Japanese Water Torture.
Groggily, he opened his eyes to find Sam kneeling over him, her extended arm slowly dripping water from her canteen onto his forehead.
Turning his face quickly in order to avoid the next droplet, he reached over to his pack and grabbed his glasses before sitting upright and glaring as best he could at her until she withdrew the canteen and replaced the lid.
"Morning." he said uncertainly.
"Yes it is." she replied, sarcasm dripping from her words. "Daniel, would you care to explain why you didn't wake me for my watch?"
The archaeologist looked at her for a moment, still not entirely sure what was going on. "Your watch…" he repeated slowly.
Then, as if someone had finally drawn the curtains in his mind, his brain woke up.
And he blushed.
"I thought you'd like the night off." he explained, somewhat sheepishly. "So you and Jack could…"
Then Sam blushed.
"Daniel, we would never…" Before she could finish her sentence Colonel O'Neill shot into the tent, rapidly firing off questions regarding the planet's Rikki Lake style makeover.
No one listened to a word he was saying for fear of having their eardrums burst in protestation, but both waited patiently until the barrage of questions ceased and Jack was stood waiting for a reply.
Daniel was first. "What are you talking about?" he asked as he crawled over to the opening and peered outside, before shock caused his arms to give out from under him and he fell onto his stomach with a surprised 'whompf'.
"Well you were on watch!" Jack cried out after him. "Didn't you see anything?" He paused, processing the information his own brain had just provided. "Come to think of it, *why* were you on watch?"
Daniel looked back at the Colonel and blushed once more, causing Sam's cheeks to redden as she glanced from the archaeologist to her CO and back again.
Then Jack understood.
And a blushing contest ensued.
Sam was the first to recover. "Sir, I was just explaining to Daniel that we would never…"
"Never!" Jack agreed quickly.
"And no matter what he thought he saw last night, we didn't…"
"No. Of course we didn't! We wouldn't!"
"Right." Sam said, somewhat dejectedly.
"Right." Jack agreed, and sighed in frustration, before turning back to Daniel. "But that still doesn't explain how come you have no idea what happened here. I mean, the fact that Carter was sleeping with me means that…okay, not *with* me, we would never do that. I just meant that as seeing as we slept together last night…ah, crap."
Sam threw the lifebelt. "What the Colonel means is that why, if you were supposed to be on watch, did you not see anything?"
Daniel blinked. "I have no idea." he replied honestly. "All I remember is coming in here to get my glasses cleaner, and the next thing I knew, Niagara Falls had relocated to my forehead!"
Cautiously and with weapons drawn in case the trees or apparently indigenous animals decided to attack them, the three team mates climbed out of the tent and looked around. The planet's overnight transformation was, indeed, spectacular. The sand had given way to lush green grass, and the dunes had been replaced by beautiful evergreen trees. Where once was a barren landscape, with a view for miles of nothing but sand, there now stood a high canopy of treetops, covering the sky, with only a small clearing surrounding them that seemed to have been placed there specifically for the purpose of tent placement.
After securing the immediate area Jack, Sam and Daniel sat down to eat a quick breakfast of cardboard flavoured health bars, with just a hint of bark and some strong black coffee.
"So what now?" Daniel asked before choking on a mouthful of what they had collectively decided was probably oats.
"Well, we need to see if the Stargate's made an appearance, but we also have to refill the water." Replied Sam as she chewed thoughtfully on her coffee.
"Mine's still full." Daniel said quickly, "But I'll refill yours and Jack's." He handed his canteen over to the Major. "You take mine."
Sam nodded her thanks before giving him her empty thermos.
"Right. Daniel, you head back in the direction of the Oasis, Carter can take some soil samples and I'll go see if the 'gate's back."
That decided, they packed up the tents and equipment before the two men headed off in different directions, both nodding mutely to Carter's request that they stay in radio contact.
Luckily for the team, the Oasis was still where it had been twenty-four hours earlier, only this time it was surrounded by trees. Despite the foliage, it seemed to be the only constant on this strange new world and Daniel sighed in measured relief as the shimmering water came into view.
He depressed the transmit button on his radio. "Jack, it's Daniel."
"Go ahead, Danny."
"Yeah, I found the water. It's still here." he reported back. "I'll fill the canteens and see you back at the clearing in a little while."
"Acknowledged." Came Jack's reply. "O'Neill out."
The shade of the trees had stopped the worst of the heat from reaching the humans, but it was still a warm day and the trek back to the pool had made Daniel feel hot, dirty and dusty and the water all the more tempting. After hesitating for only a moment, he looked around coyly whilst he stripped off his clothes before wading slowly and blissfully into the water.
Daniel swam erratically for around half an hour, revelling in the sensations of the cool aqua cleansing the dust and sand off his naked body before climbing back out and lying on the bank, allowing the sun to dry him naturally.
Entirely unaware that he was being watched the whole time.
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Jack reached the last known coordinates of the Stargate and, discovering it was still apparently on vacation, immediately began looking around for any signs of their previous days digging.
After a while of futilely looking under every rock and leaf for even the smallest of holes he gave up his search and sat down heavily on a boulder.
He reached for his radio. "Carter, come in?"
"This is Carter." came the disembodied reply. "Any luck Sir?"
"No. The Stargate's still AWOL and the hole we dug yesterday's gone too." He reached for his sunglasses. "You finished collecting dirt?"
"Yessir. I was just on my way to meet Daniel."
Jack shook his head at nothing in particular. "No. Stay put, I'm on my way."
"Yes Sir. Carter out."
Jack grabbed his pack before standing up wearily and making his way back to the clearing.
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Sam misjudged her CO's arrival time by at least ten minutes, and Jack was mildly surprised and more than slightly aroused as he watched her strip down to her tank top and pour water over her sweaty body.
His feet seemed to become heavier than led and time seemed to slow to a standstill as he watched her pour more water down her neck and spread it evenly over her collarbone with her hands.
Then she reached for the hem of her top and began to pull it over her shoulders.
And he nearly fainted with anticipation.
It seemed he had two choices now. Either he hide behind a tree and watch the impromptu strip show like the dirty old man he now felt he was turning into, or he make his presence known before she went any further and he completely lost all self control.
Hmm, decision time.
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Footnote: Right. We're gonna try something new here. You guys get to decide what Jack should do. Just send me your opinion and I'll go with the majority vote!
Disclaimer: If you want to see Danny naked for real, write to MGM. I have no control over their nudity clauses.
Unfortunately.
Procrastination
Chapter 9: Wish You Were Here…
Daniel awoke to Japanese Water Torture.
Groggily, he opened his eyes to find Sam kneeling over him, her extended arm slowly dripping water from her canteen onto his forehead.
Turning his face quickly in order to avoid the next droplet, he reached over to his pack and grabbed his glasses before sitting upright and glaring as best he could at her until she withdrew the canteen and replaced the lid.
"Morning." he said uncertainly.
"Yes it is." she replied, sarcasm dripping from her words. "Daniel, would you care to explain why you didn't wake me for my watch?"
The archaeologist looked at her for a moment, still not entirely sure what was going on. "Your watch…" he repeated slowly.
Then, as if someone had finally drawn the curtains in his mind, his brain woke up.
And he blushed.
"I thought you'd like the night off." he explained, somewhat sheepishly. "So you and Jack could…"
Then Sam blushed.
"Daniel, we would never…" Before she could finish her sentence Colonel O'Neill shot into the tent, rapidly firing off questions regarding the planet's Rikki Lake style makeover.
No one listened to a word he was saying for fear of having their eardrums burst in protestation, but both waited patiently until the barrage of questions ceased and Jack was stood waiting for a reply.
Daniel was first. "What are you talking about?" he asked as he crawled over to the opening and peered outside, before shock caused his arms to give out from under him and he fell onto his stomach with a surprised 'whompf'.
"Well you were on watch!" Jack cried out after him. "Didn't you see anything?" He paused, processing the information his own brain had just provided. "Come to think of it, *why* were you on watch?"
Daniel looked back at the Colonel and blushed once more, causing Sam's cheeks to redden as she glanced from the archaeologist to her CO and back again.
Then Jack understood.
And a blushing contest ensued.
Sam was the first to recover. "Sir, I was just explaining to Daniel that we would never…"
"Never!" Jack agreed quickly.
"And no matter what he thought he saw last night, we didn't…"
"No. Of course we didn't! We wouldn't!"
"Right." Sam said, somewhat dejectedly.
"Right." Jack agreed, and sighed in frustration, before turning back to Daniel. "But that still doesn't explain how come you have no idea what happened here. I mean, the fact that Carter was sleeping with me means that…okay, not *with* me, we would never do that. I just meant that as seeing as we slept together last night…ah, crap."
Sam threw the lifebelt. "What the Colonel means is that why, if you were supposed to be on watch, did you not see anything?"
Daniel blinked. "I have no idea." he replied honestly. "All I remember is coming in here to get my glasses cleaner, and the next thing I knew, Niagara Falls had relocated to my forehead!"
Cautiously and with weapons drawn in case the trees or apparently indigenous animals decided to attack them, the three team mates climbed out of the tent and looked around. The planet's overnight transformation was, indeed, spectacular. The sand had given way to lush green grass, and the dunes had been replaced by beautiful evergreen trees. Where once was a barren landscape, with a view for miles of nothing but sand, there now stood a high canopy of treetops, covering the sky, with only a small clearing surrounding them that seemed to have been placed there specifically for the purpose of tent placement.
After securing the immediate area Jack, Sam and Daniel sat down to eat a quick breakfast of cardboard flavoured health bars, with just a hint of bark and some strong black coffee.
"So what now?" Daniel asked before choking on a mouthful of what they had collectively decided was probably oats.
"Well, we need to see if the Stargate's made an appearance, but we also have to refill the water." Replied Sam as she chewed thoughtfully on her coffee.
"Mine's still full." Daniel said quickly, "But I'll refill yours and Jack's." He handed his canteen over to the Major. "You take mine."
Sam nodded her thanks before giving him her empty thermos.
"Right. Daniel, you head back in the direction of the Oasis, Carter can take some soil samples and I'll go see if the 'gate's back."
That decided, they packed up the tents and equipment before the two men headed off in different directions, both nodding mutely to Carter's request that they stay in radio contact.
Luckily for the team, the Oasis was still where it had been twenty-four hours earlier, only this time it was surrounded by trees. Despite the foliage, it seemed to be the only constant on this strange new world and Daniel sighed in measured relief as the shimmering water came into view.
He depressed the transmit button on his radio. "Jack, it's Daniel."
"Go ahead, Danny."
"Yeah, I found the water. It's still here." he reported back. "I'll fill the canteens and see you back at the clearing in a little while."
"Acknowledged." Came Jack's reply. "O'Neill out."
The shade of the trees had stopped the worst of the heat from reaching the humans, but it was still a warm day and the trek back to the pool had made Daniel feel hot, dirty and dusty and the water all the more tempting. After hesitating for only a moment, he looked around coyly whilst he stripped off his clothes before wading slowly and blissfully into the water.
Daniel swam erratically for around half an hour, revelling in the sensations of the cool aqua cleansing the dust and sand off his naked body before climbing back out and lying on the bank, allowing the sun to dry him naturally.
Entirely unaware that he was being watched the whole time.
----------------------------------------------------------------
Jack reached the last known coordinates of the Stargate and, discovering it was still apparently on vacation, immediately began looking around for any signs of their previous days digging.
After a while of futilely looking under every rock and leaf for even the smallest of holes he gave up his search and sat down heavily on a boulder.
He reached for his radio. "Carter, come in?"
"This is Carter." came the disembodied reply. "Any luck Sir?"
"No. The Stargate's still AWOL and the hole we dug yesterday's gone too." He reached for his sunglasses. "You finished collecting dirt?"
"Yessir. I was just on my way to meet Daniel."
Jack shook his head at nothing in particular. "No. Stay put, I'm on my way."
"Yes Sir. Carter out."
Jack grabbed his pack before standing up wearily and making his way back to the clearing.
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Sam misjudged her CO's arrival time by at least ten minutes, and Jack was mildly surprised and more than slightly aroused as he watched her strip down to her tank top and pour water over her sweaty body.
His feet seemed to become heavier than led and time seemed to slow to a standstill as he watched her pour more water down her neck and spread it evenly over her collarbone with her hands.
Then she reached for the hem of her top and began to pull it over her shoulders.
And he nearly fainted with anticipation.
It seemed he had two choices now. Either he hide behind a tree and watch the impromptu strip show like the dirty old man he now felt he was turning into, or he make his presence known before she went any further and he completely lost all self control.
Hmm, decision time.
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Footnote: Right. We're gonna try something new here. You guys get to decide what Jack should do. Just send me your opinion and I'll go with the majority vote!