Chapter 5
Author's Note : I'm leaving again, this time for Washington D.C. I'll be gone a week but I'll have lots of time to write on the bus. I hope you'll leave lots of reviews for me to read when I get back!!
Sam, Daniel and Teal'c were walking through the base discussing Jack's new project. Daniel sighed.
-Sam, I'm having a hard time believing that Jack just dropped everything, including a long awaited fishing trip, to clean the base.
-I know, Daniel. I can't believe it myself. But I tell you it's true.
Teal'c raised a thoughtful eyebrow.
-Perhaps O'Neill is ill and we should get him medical attention.
Daniel frowned.
-Something tells me he wouldn't like that very much.
-Perhaps not. But is not his health more important than his feelings?
-I guess.
Just then they heard the sound of music. Well, if you call 'The Beach Boys' being accompanied by two people singing horribly off key music. They rounded the corner and saw Jack and Jonas scrubbing doors and singing.
-I get around…
-Round, round, round, I get around.
-I get around…
Daniel cringed and turned to Teal'c.
-You're right, Teal'c. Medical attention is needed. Why don't you go get Dr. Fraiser and Sam and I will monitor the situation here.
Teal'c nodded his head in consent and headed back the way they had come. Daniel walked over to the boom box and stopped the music. At once Jack stopped singing, looked up and smiled.
-Well, Danny Boy, it's nice of you to join us.
-Uh, actually Jack…I…
-What, cleaning the base is below you? You're paid to find artifacts and translate ruins not scrub? Is that what you're saying? Well I've got news for you, Daniel. This isn't about what we're paid to do. This is about pride in our work. About wanting the base to look good. About not having to be ashamed when some high and mighty bureaucrat from the Pentagon comes and sees what miserable shape the SGC is in. The base is filthy. It needs to be cleaned and we might as well clean it.
Daniel stood in shock at the man who sat before him. Jack O'Neill did not say things like that.
-Wow Jack, that was intriguing, insightful even. Are you feeling all right?
Jack rolled his eyes.
-I feel fine. I feel great.
-Are you sure no alien organisms have taken over your body?
Jack glared at him.
-Daniel, either sit down and help us clean or leave!!
-Um…ok.
He walked down the hallway. Just then Jack noticed Sam standing there.
-Hello Carter. What are you up to?
-I uh… Just wanted to congratulate you on the fine job you're doing. It looks great.
-Well thanks. Now, if you'll excuse me, we've got to get back to work.
-Of course.
She quickly followed Daniel down the hallway. It might take a full psychiatric team to solve this one.
As soon as they left Jack hit the play button and he and Jonas once more began to sing.
As they were walking away, Daniel and Sam could hear them as they started to sing.
-She's real fine my 409...