Dodging Fraiser's medical personnel – who were undoubtedly looking for Jack
- they went to the supply room, which was manned by an Airman and a Marine
Sergeant. The Airman saluted, the Marine knelt down and greeted Jaffer
fondly as the big dog came over and wagged a greeting before sticking his
nose in the woman's crotch. She giggled – which both Shawn and Jack knew
wouldn't be the reaction if either of them tried it – and made much of
Jaffer and his bandages while Jack helped Shawn get supplied for his trip
back through the gate.
The first thing Shawn did was take the sling off. He wanted to wear his shirt properly, and besides, he needed both hands to carry the B'kedricti and his gear. Jack looked at his watch as he waited for Shawn to put on the Kevlar vest, and saw that they only had about a half an hour before he was going to be heading off.
"You probably won't need any food, but a canteen and some dry rations wouldn't be a bad idea," O'Neill told him. "Just in case."
"You're right." Shawn nodded and the Airman handed him a canteen, which he could fill before he left. He didn't want to tote around the extra weight of the water right now. He wasn't a badly injured as Jack was, but he was still pretty sore and stiff, although he was moving better than he had been.
When they were finished, Jack picked up his pack – which wasn't all that big or heavy, since O'Neill wanted him to have more mobility than supplies – and they walked to the Gate room together. Shawn was carrying his B'kedricti, and had a Beretta in a holster on his right side, and a zat in a carrier on his left. Jack had insisted on the extra firepower, and would have loaded him down with more if the young man had extra arms to carry it.
"Time for a quick bite to eat?" Shawn asked as they entered the Gate room and found Daniel and Teal'c standing around watching the technicians doing their regular Gate maintenance while they waited for O'Neill and Shawn to make an appearance. Jack was lounging on the floor next to Teal'c, and the yellow lab thumped his tail against the floor in greeting when the three walked in.
"I think so. You hungry?"
"I'm always hungry."
Jack smiled, and looked over at Teal'c and Daniel, then turned when he heard the door opening behind him and saw Carter had joined them as well. She smiled, knowing that Shawn and Jack had managed to come to an agreement on his leaving, or O'Neill never would have looked so relaxed standing there as they prepared to send Shawn on his way.
"We're going to get something to eat. You guys want to come?"
"Has Janet found you?" Daniel asked.
"Is she looking for me?" Jack asked innocently.
"Oh yeah."
"Well... she can wait. I'm hungry. She wouldn't deny me a meal, would she?"
"I don't think she's worried about you starving to death, Jack," Daniel told him. "Ripping her well-placed stitches and bleeding all over her bandages was something she mentioned, however."
Jack started to deny that, but changed his mind abruptly. "Are you coming, or not?"
"Of course."
They all walked out of the room and headed for the commissary, each thinking their own thoughts, and none of them speaking until they reached a table and sat down with their trays. As usual, Jack had loaded his own tray with plenty of extras for Jaffer, and Teal'c – who didn't spoil Jack nearly as much as Jack spoiled Jaffer – had done the same for his dog. O'Neill sat down next to Sam and across from Daniel and Teal'c, and Shawn pulled up a chair and sat between the Jaffa and the archeologist.
"Oh! I almost forgot." Daniel reached into his pocket and handed over the arrowhead necklace they'd taken from Shawn when he first came through the gate, and the young man grinned with relief. He was sure he would have forgotten it if Daniel hadn't remembered. He slipped it on over his head, and tucked it under his shirt gratefully.
"Thanks, Daniel."
"You're-"
"Colonel O'Neill." They all froze when they heard the voice behind Jack, although Teal'c had seen Fraiser coming up on them while everyone else's attention had been on Shawn getting his necklace back. O'Neill turned – hiding a grimace of pain at the way the movement pulled against the stitches in his side – and gave Fraiser his best smile.
"Hey Doc. Have something to eat with us?" He pointed at his tray of food, the action making it seem that he and the others had merely been waiting for her to show up and join them. Janet knew better, but she had also heard from Sam that they were sending Shawn back to his own time, and that Jack had reservations about the safety of the trip, so she decided to let him get away with it this time.
"Sure."
She pulled up a chair and sat down next to Teal'c, reaching over and snagging the small dish of chicken nuggets that Jack had on his tray, and then taking a sandwich as well. Jaffer eyed the plate of nuggets as it changed hands, but everyone else was just staring at Fraiser. Daniel, Teal'c and Sam had been certain that Jack was going to get chewed out – and Fraiser was a first class chewer when she put her mind to it, as Shawn had discovered the hard way. Jack had expected her to give him one of her patented looks that clearly said the conversation wasn't over and would be discussed later, at her convenience. She didn't do either.
"Don't you ever feed him?" Fraiser asked, ignoring the looks that the humans were giving her and looking down at Jaffer, whose big brown eyes were dolefully trying to convince her that he needed those chicken nuggets far more than she did. She handed him one, which he carefully took from her hand, and then gobbled quickly.
"I try to avoid spoiling him," Jack replied straight-faced. Sam snorted and started coughing when she ended up with iced tea coming out of her nose, and Daniel wasn't doing much better with his coffee, which was far too hot to be snickering while drinking.
The first thing Shawn did was take the sling off. He wanted to wear his shirt properly, and besides, he needed both hands to carry the B'kedricti and his gear. Jack looked at his watch as he waited for Shawn to put on the Kevlar vest, and saw that they only had about a half an hour before he was going to be heading off.
"You probably won't need any food, but a canteen and some dry rations wouldn't be a bad idea," O'Neill told him. "Just in case."
"You're right." Shawn nodded and the Airman handed him a canteen, which he could fill before he left. He didn't want to tote around the extra weight of the water right now. He wasn't a badly injured as Jack was, but he was still pretty sore and stiff, although he was moving better than he had been.
When they were finished, Jack picked up his pack – which wasn't all that big or heavy, since O'Neill wanted him to have more mobility than supplies – and they walked to the Gate room together. Shawn was carrying his B'kedricti, and had a Beretta in a holster on his right side, and a zat in a carrier on his left. Jack had insisted on the extra firepower, and would have loaded him down with more if the young man had extra arms to carry it.
"Time for a quick bite to eat?" Shawn asked as they entered the Gate room and found Daniel and Teal'c standing around watching the technicians doing their regular Gate maintenance while they waited for O'Neill and Shawn to make an appearance. Jack was lounging on the floor next to Teal'c, and the yellow lab thumped his tail against the floor in greeting when the three walked in.
"I think so. You hungry?"
"I'm always hungry."
Jack smiled, and looked over at Teal'c and Daniel, then turned when he heard the door opening behind him and saw Carter had joined them as well. She smiled, knowing that Shawn and Jack had managed to come to an agreement on his leaving, or O'Neill never would have looked so relaxed standing there as they prepared to send Shawn on his way.
"We're going to get something to eat. You guys want to come?"
"Has Janet found you?" Daniel asked.
"Is she looking for me?" Jack asked innocently.
"Oh yeah."
"Well... she can wait. I'm hungry. She wouldn't deny me a meal, would she?"
"I don't think she's worried about you starving to death, Jack," Daniel told him. "Ripping her well-placed stitches and bleeding all over her bandages was something she mentioned, however."
Jack started to deny that, but changed his mind abruptly. "Are you coming, or not?"
"Of course."
They all walked out of the room and headed for the commissary, each thinking their own thoughts, and none of them speaking until they reached a table and sat down with their trays. As usual, Jack had loaded his own tray with plenty of extras for Jaffer, and Teal'c – who didn't spoil Jack nearly as much as Jack spoiled Jaffer – had done the same for his dog. O'Neill sat down next to Sam and across from Daniel and Teal'c, and Shawn pulled up a chair and sat between the Jaffa and the archeologist.
"Oh! I almost forgot." Daniel reached into his pocket and handed over the arrowhead necklace they'd taken from Shawn when he first came through the gate, and the young man grinned with relief. He was sure he would have forgotten it if Daniel hadn't remembered. He slipped it on over his head, and tucked it under his shirt gratefully.
"Thanks, Daniel."
"You're-"
"Colonel O'Neill." They all froze when they heard the voice behind Jack, although Teal'c had seen Fraiser coming up on them while everyone else's attention had been on Shawn getting his necklace back. O'Neill turned – hiding a grimace of pain at the way the movement pulled against the stitches in his side – and gave Fraiser his best smile.
"Hey Doc. Have something to eat with us?" He pointed at his tray of food, the action making it seem that he and the others had merely been waiting for her to show up and join them. Janet knew better, but she had also heard from Sam that they were sending Shawn back to his own time, and that Jack had reservations about the safety of the trip, so she decided to let him get away with it this time.
"Sure."
She pulled up a chair and sat down next to Teal'c, reaching over and snagging the small dish of chicken nuggets that Jack had on his tray, and then taking a sandwich as well. Jaffer eyed the plate of nuggets as it changed hands, but everyone else was just staring at Fraiser. Daniel, Teal'c and Sam had been certain that Jack was going to get chewed out – and Fraiser was a first class chewer when she put her mind to it, as Shawn had discovered the hard way. Jack had expected her to give him one of her patented looks that clearly said the conversation wasn't over and would be discussed later, at her convenience. She didn't do either.
"Don't you ever feed him?" Fraiser asked, ignoring the looks that the humans were giving her and looking down at Jaffer, whose big brown eyes were dolefully trying to convince her that he needed those chicken nuggets far more than she did. She handed him one, which he carefully took from her hand, and then gobbled quickly.
"I try to avoid spoiling him," Jack replied straight-faced. Sam snorted and started coughing when she ended up with iced tea coming out of her nose, and Daniel wasn't doing much better with his coffee, which was far too hot to be snickering while drinking.