They spent the morning relaxing. The kids were intent on spending their
last day at camp getting as many activities done as they could, and that
didn't mean hanging out with counselors who were intent on doing as little
as possible. Jack and Daniel fished, without bait, and predictably didn't
catch anything, but they didn't care. They had good company and the sun was
baking away some of their aches.
An hour or so into their fishing, Sam and Sally were both called away to check on one of the girls that had been injured in a tumble down the hill, but they sent word through Shawn that they'd meet them at lunch. Then, around lunchtime, Simon and Andrew showed up on the dock, showing Daniel a few rocks they'd found on their nature walk. One of them was a piece of petrified wood, and another was a fossil of some ancient extinct bug, and Jack and Daniel ooohed and aahed over them, suitably impressed.
"You guys going to go look for more rocks?" Jack asked as the boys stood up and started to leave. Lunch was coming up and he didn't want them to wander off too far.
"No, we're going to work on our thing for Talent Night."
They wouldn't say what they were doing, since they wanted to surprise their counselors, and Jack and Daniel didn't ask. As long as it didn't have anything to do with bringing them up in front of the camp, the two men were more than willing to be surprised.
"You going to fish again after lunch?" Daniel asked as the two of them awkwardly reeled in their lines. Jack held the pole, while Daniel worked the reel.
"There isn't much else I can do," Jack said. He wouldn't have minded horseback riding – since he was good at it, and had enjoyed the ride – but the bruise on his inner thigh wasn't going to allow him to bounce around in the saddle, so that wasn't going to happen. He wasn't going to sail, and he certainly wasn't going to go Nature Walking.
"You know, you could always make something in Arts and Crafts."
"Not one-handed."
"Well... good point."
They handed their poles in to the young man they'd mooched them from, and walked up to the main building, feeling better than they had that morning, simply because they weren't as stiff as they'd been.
"Actually, I think I'm going to go take a shower after lunch," Jack decided. He was feeling grubby, and hadn't shaved in a couple days, which wasn't common for him.
"You can't shower," Daniel objected. "You'll get your cast wet." He'd wanted to shower but the nurse wouldn't allow it, both because of the cast on his own hand, and because of the stitches in his forehead.
"There are ways around that, Daniel." Jack told him as they entered the cafeteria.
"Like what?"
Jack didn't answer, instead he saw that Shelly was sitting at France's table with Jean, and the little girl had her leg up on a chair with a brand new bandage on her knee. Obviously, she was the one who'd taken the fall. She smiled when she saw the two of them walking in and waved, more to Daniel than Jack, but that was something O'Neill was used to.
"Hi Shelly," Daniel said as they walked up. "What happened to you?"
Jack smiled a hello to Jean. Now that he was safe from her advances, he didn't mind being friendly to her, and she was turning into a normal enough person. Someone that probably had a lot of guys chasing. Just not Jack. Or Daniel, for that matter.
"I fell down."
"She cut her knee pretty good," Jean said. "She had to go to the clinic and have it stitched up."
"Just like your head, Daniel." Shelly said, smiling.
"Yeah? How many stitches?"
"Eight."
"Wow."
Daniel squatted down next to the chair, which really hurt, and pretended to be studying her bandage intently. "Does it hurt?"
She shook her head. "They gave me a shot."
"Yeah, they gave me one, too, when they gave me my stitches."
The horn sounded just then, and there was a mad rush as campers and counselors started coming in, and Daniel smiled at Shelly (who was beginning to think that falling down was pretty neat, since it made Daniel actually spend a little time with her) and found his chair. Which was safely on the other side of the table from the France table. When the other girls all came rushing in to eat, they swarmed Shelly, who was the center of attention, and for a change, Daniel wasn't the first thing the girls were talking about. Which made Daniel uncharitably think that Shelly falling down and needing stitches was kind of neat, too.
An hour or so into their fishing, Sam and Sally were both called away to check on one of the girls that had been injured in a tumble down the hill, but they sent word through Shawn that they'd meet them at lunch. Then, around lunchtime, Simon and Andrew showed up on the dock, showing Daniel a few rocks they'd found on their nature walk. One of them was a piece of petrified wood, and another was a fossil of some ancient extinct bug, and Jack and Daniel ooohed and aahed over them, suitably impressed.
"You guys going to go look for more rocks?" Jack asked as the boys stood up and started to leave. Lunch was coming up and he didn't want them to wander off too far.
"No, we're going to work on our thing for Talent Night."
They wouldn't say what they were doing, since they wanted to surprise their counselors, and Jack and Daniel didn't ask. As long as it didn't have anything to do with bringing them up in front of the camp, the two men were more than willing to be surprised.
"You going to fish again after lunch?" Daniel asked as the two of them awkwardly reeled in their lines. Jack held the pole, while Daniel worked the reel.
"There isn't much else I can do," Jack said. He wouldn't have minded horseback riding – since he was good at it, and had enjoyed the ride – but the bruise on his inner thigh wasn't going to allow him to bounce around in the saddle, so that wasn't going to happen. He wasn't going to sail, and he certainly wasn't going to go Nature Walking.
"You know, you could always make something in Arts and Crafts."
"Not one-handed."
"Well... good point."
They handed their poles in to the young man they'd mooched them from, and walked up to the main building, feeling better than they had that morning, simply because they weren't as stiff as they'd been.
"Actually, I think I'm going to go take a shower after lunch," Jack decided. He was feeling grubby, and hadn't shaved in a couple days, which wasn't common for him.
"You can't shower," Daniel objected. "You'll get your cast wet." He'd wanted to shower but the nurse wouldn't allow it, both because of the cast on his own hand, and because of the stitches in his forehead.
"There are ways around that, Daniel." Jack told him as they entered the cafeteria.
"Like what?"
Jack didn't answer, instead he saw that Shelly was sitting at France's table with Jean, and the little girl had her leg up on a chair with a brand new bandage on her knee. Obviously, she was the one who'd taken the fall. She smiled when she saw the two of them walking in and waved, more to Daniel than Jack, but that was something O'Neill was used to.
"Hi Shelly," Daniel said as they walked up. "What happened to you?"
Jack smiled a hello to Jean. Now that he was safe from her advances, he didn't mind being friendly to her, and she was turning into a normal enough person. Someone that probably had a lot of guys chasing. Just not Jack. Or Daniel, for that matter.
"I fell down."
"She cut her knee pretty good," Jean said. "She had to go to the clinic and have it stitched up."
"Just like your head, Daniel." Shelly said, smiling.
"Yeah? How many stitches?"
"Eight."
"Wow."
Daniel squatted down next to the chair, which really hurt, and pretended to be studying her bandage intently. "Does it hurt?"
She shook her head. "They gave me a shot."
"Yeah, they gave me one, too, when they gave me my stitches."
The horn sounded just then, and there was a mad rush as campers and counselors started coming in, and Daniel smiled at Shelly (who was beginning to think that falling down was pretty neat, since it made Daniel actually spend a little time with her) and found his chair. Which was safely on the other side of the table from the France table. When the other girls all came rushing in to eat, they swarmed Shelly, who was the center of attention, and for a change, Daniel wasn't the first thing the girls were talking about. Which made Daniel uncharitably think that Shelly falling down and needing stitches was kind of neat, too.