Jack had waited long enough. Yeah, it was only a few minutes since Teal'c and Carter had vanished into Sam's tent, but O'Neill was already soaked to the skin and worried about how long it was taking Daniel and Jaffer. He headed across the drenched fire pit and towards the ruins.
Before he'd made it out of the wooded area into the clearing, however, he saw the two coming towards them at a trot, and saw the reason it had taken so long. Daniel was carrying the bag of chips that held the translation from Mayan to the wall symbols. Jack hadn't even thought about grabbing them up.
"What are you doing?" Daniel asked as he came up to them, and the three headed for the camp.
"Just making sure you didn't get lost," Jack called back over the shrieking wind. "Come on!"
He led the way to his tent and pulled the flap aside, gesturing for Daniel to get inside. The archeologist wasted no time; he dove in with his bag and with Jaffer right behind him. Jack took one last look at the rain that was coming down practically sideways, and dove into his tent as well, closing the flap securely, and then closing the inner flap as well to keep any rain and wind out.
"You weren't really worried I was going to get lost, were you?" Daniel asked in the relative quiet of Jack's tent.
"Of course not." Jack scoffed. Daniel almost believed him. "I was worried Jaffer'd get wet and catch a cold. He's wounded, you know?"
Jack rummaged through his bag and pulled out a couple towels. Daniel was as drenched as he was, and shivering, and Jaffer was soaked to the skin – although he was a water dog, of course, and was hardly going to suffer from a little water.
"Get out of them clothes, Daniel, and get dried off." Jack tossed one of the towels to the archeologist, and called Jaffer over to him so he could start drying his dog.
"Jack, I don't have any other clothes here." Daniel protested, even though he was already pulling off his shirt. He was cold, and wanted to be dry.
"You can borrow some of mine." He gestured to his bag. "I have plenty."
Good idea. Daniel finished stripping and dried himself off with the towel, watching as Jack carefully patted Jaffer's black fur down as well, avoiding the scratched areas.
"Wet dog." Daniel said, wrinkling his nose.
"Oh believe me, Daniel; we'd much rather have Sam in here with us," Jack said, tossing Daniel some clothes.
Jaffer sneezed.
"He couldn't already have a cold."
Jack looked at the bag of bark chips, and scowled as Jaffer sneezed again.
"He doesn't have a cold, you ninny. He's allergic to that bag of stuff."
"Want me to take it to my tent?"
Jack sighed, and shook his head.
"Nah, I'll do it. You're already dried." He tossed the towel he was using on Jaffer over the big black lab's head – a reminder of a game he and Jaffer had played all his life, and the dog pulled it off happily, looking up as Jack stood up. "You stay here, little man. I'll be right back. Want anything from your tent?"
"My notes?"
"They'll get wet."
Bah.
Jaffer sneezed again, and Jack picked up the offending bag. "I'll be right back."
He opened the tent and headed back out into the rainstorm, carrying the bag carefully so the wind couldn't send the chips flying all over. Wow, this was crazy! He'd never seen it go from so nice to so shitty so quickly. Jack tossed the bag into Daniel's tent, closed it up again carefully, and then headed back to his tent. He stopped at Carter's, though, and yelled for them to let him in.
"Jack, you're soaked." Sam said, closing the tent flap behind him. "Is everything all right?"
"Yeah. Daniel and Jaffer are in my tent; we'll wait this out there. Daniel brought in that bag that Jaffer's allergic to, so I had to put it in his tent to get it away from Sir Sneeze A Lot."
"Everything okay?"
"Yup. You guys going to be okay in here?"
"Fine." Teal'c said.
Of course they were; they were both dry, and they had all the food. Jack reached into the supply bag and pulled out a package full of s'mores makings along with a few candy bars. He stuffed them into a waterproof bag, and looked at Sam and Teal'c.
"No telling how long it'll take till this blows over, but if you need anything, use the radios. Don't get wet unless you have to." Which meant unless they had to pee.
"We'll be fine."
"I know."
He opened the tent, and left, once more fighting the wind and rain as he made his way back to his tent with his package of food.
"Coming in, Daniel," Jack called.
He didn't need the warning. Jaffer had been waiting for Jack's return, watching the tent flap intently, and his tail had begun wagging as soon as he'd heard Jack's approach. Jack tossed the bag to Daniel as soon as he was in, then turned and tied the flap once more. The archeologist had dressed himself in one of O'Neill's spare uniforms, which fit acceptably well. Certainly better than running around naked.
"It's nasty out there."
Daniel was looking in the bag as Jack started pulling off his clothes to get dried himself.
"Well, I see you made sure to get the essentials..."
"Well... you know me..."
The two grinned at each other as Jack dried himself off.
"What do you have to keep us entertained, Jack?" Daniel asked. "No telling how long this is going to last."
"Deck of cards?" Jack pointed to his packs.
"That'll work."
"Throw me some clothes, and then dig them out while I get dressed."
Before he'd made it out of the wooded area into the clearing, however, he saw the two coming towards them at a trot, and saw the reason it had taken so long. Daniel was carrying the bag of chips that held the translation from Mayan to the wall symbols. Jack hadn't even thought about grabbing them up.
"What are you doing?" Daniel asked as he came up to them, and the three headed for the camp.
"Just making sure you didn't get lost," Jack called back over the shrieking wind. "Come on!"
He led the way to his tent and pulled the flap aside, gesturing for Daniel to get inside. The archeologist wasted no time; he dove in with his bag and with Jaffer right behind him. Jack took one last look at the rain that was coming down practically sideways, and dove into his tent as well, closing the flap securely, and then closing the inner flap as well to keep any rain and wind out.
"You weren't really worried I was going to get lost, were you?" Daniel asked in the relative quiet of Jack's tent.
"Of course not." Jack scoffed. Daniel almost believed him. "I was worried Jaffer'd get wet and catch a cold. He's wounded, you know?"
Jack rummaged through his bag and pulled out a couple towels. Daniel was as drenched as he was, and shivering, and Jaffer was soaked to the skin – although he was a water dog, of course, and was hardly going to suffer from a little water.
"Get out of them clothes, Daniel, and get dried off." Jack tossed one of the towels to the archeologist, and called Jaffer over to him so he could start drying his dog.
"Jack, I don't have any other clothes here." Daniel protested, even though he was already pulling off his shirt. He was cold, and wanted to be dry.
"You can borrow some of mine." He gestured to his bag. "I have plenty."
Good idea. Daniel finished stripping and dried himself off with the towel, watching as Jack carefully patted Jaffer's black fur down as well, avoiding the scratched areas.
"Wet dog." Daniel said, wrinkling his nose.
"Oh believe me, Daniel; we'd much rather have Sam in here with us," Jack said, tossing Daniel some clothes.
Jaffer sneezed.
"He couldn't already have a cold."
Jack looked at the bag of bark chips, and scowled as Jaffer sneezed again.
"He doesn't have a cold, you ninny. He's allergic to that bag of stuff."
"Want me to take it to my tent?"
Jack sighed, and shook his head.
"Nah, I'll do it. You're already dried." He tossed the towel he was using on Jaffer over the big black lab's head – a reminder of a game he and Jaffer had played all his life, and the dog pulled it off happily, looking up as Jack stood up. "You stay here, little man. I'll be right back. Want anything from your tent?"
"My notes?"
"They'll get wet."
Bah.
Jaffer sneezed again, and Jack picked up the offending bag. "I'll be right back."
He opened the tent and headed back out into the rainstorm, carrying the bag carefully so the wind couldn't send the chips flying all over. Wow, this was crazy! He'd never seen it go from so nice to so shitty so quickly. Jack tossed the bag into Daniel's tent, closed it up again carefully, and then headed back to his tent. He stopped at Carter's, though, and yelled for them to let him in.
"Jack, you're soaked." Sam said, closing the tent flap behind him. "Is everything all right?"
"Yeah. Daniel and Jaffer are in my tent; we'll wait this out there. Daniel brought in that bag that Jaffer's allergic to, so I had to put it in his tent to get it away from Sir Sneeze A Lot."
"Everything okay?"
"Yup. You guys going to be okay in here?"
"Fine." Teal'c said.
Of course they were; they were both dry, and they had all the food. Jack reached into the supply bag and pulled out a package full of s'mores makings along with a few candy bars. He stuffed them into a waterproof bag, and looked at Sam and Teal'c.
"No telling how long it'll take till this blows over, but if you need anything, use the radios. Don't get wet unless you have to." Which meant unless they had to pee.
"We'll be fine."
"I know."
He opened the tent, and left, once more fighting the wind and rain as he made his way back to his tent with his package of food.
"Coming in, Daniel," Jack called.
He didn't need the warning. Jaffer had been waiting for Jack's return, watching the tent flap intently, and his tail had begun wagging as soon as he'd heard Jack's approach. Jack tossed the bag to Daniel as soon as he was in, then turned and tied the flap once more. The archeologist had dressed himself in one of O'Neill's spare uniforms, which fit acceptably well. Certainly better than running around naked.
"It's nasty out there."
Daniel was looking in the bag as Jack started pulling off his clothes to get dried himself.
"Well, I see you made sure to get the essentials..."
"Well... you know me..."
The two grinned at each other as Jack dried himself off.
"What do you have to keep us entertained, Jack?" Daniel asked. "No telling how long this is going to last."
"Deck of cards?" Jack pointed to his packs.
"That'll work."
"Throw me some clothes, and then dig them out while I get dressed."