I'm still in shock and horror….
And, I don't own SG-1
Legato with vengeance
Can There Ever Such a Thing as an Unusual Day at the SGC.
Chapter 3
"Jack!" Daniel started shouting the instant that SG-1 entered the hotel elevator, "What the heck were you thinking?"
"I was thinking money, Space Monkey," Jack leaned calmly against the side of the elevator. "Besides, I know I can trust you two, and if I can't I'll just have you fired," Jack said nonchalantly picking up his bags and strode out the elevator door.
"Why don't you and Teal'c share the room?" Daniel tried to push his card key on Jack.
"No," Jack shot Daniel a very disgusted look, "People would think we were gay or something!"
"Well, now people think Sam and I are married, and that you're her father," Daniel continued their argument down the hallway until Jack stopped him.
Finally, SG-1 had reached their rooms Jack stomped out Daniel's argument. "Have a good night, son in law, and don't do anything I wouldn't do," Jack looked over at Teal'c who seemed to be biting his tongue at some memory. "And just remember your judo lessons if he tries anything, Sam," with that, Jack pushed Daniel and Sam into their room and shut the door behind them.
The two stared at the door for a few minutes, then set themselves to separate tasks: Sam going to get a soda and Daniel staring at the wall while making strangling motions in the air.
***
"Well, I see you two survived the night without blushing every time you look at each other," Jack smiled as SG-1 piled into the Outback.
"That's because we stayed up all night playing cards while thinking of strategies to hand you over to either Apophis or Anubis," Daniel muttered under his breath, resting his head on the car window.
"What was that, Space Monkey?" Jack looked over his shoulder at him.
"You better not think we're doing this at every town we stay at," Daniel tried to keep his eyes open as he pretended to pay attention to Jack.
"I am. How do you think I got us such low hotel bills?" Jack smirked into the rearview mirror.
"Sir! Pay attention, you're going into the wrong lane!" Sam jerked the wheel at the same time Jack did, sending the car into doughnuts, once again, and landing on the curb of the road.
Jack sat panting and staring in shock along with everyone else that saw that one. "Hey, Teal'c, do you have a driver's license?" Jack still stared directly forward.
"Yes I do, Colonel O'Neal; General Hammond has been teaching me in his spare time," Teal'c got out of the car, swapped positions with Jack, and set back down the highway.
Jack recovered from his shock enough to say, "Wow, Teal'c, you drive like a grandma," after a few hours.
"General Hammond told me it is much better to drive carefully and defensively than offensively and recklessly like you do, Colonel O'Neill," Teal looked over his shoulder before turning to the off ramp and parking at a roadside Mc'Donald's.
***
"Jack, can you spare us a repeat performance of yesterday's theatrics?" Daniel shifted his luggage as the group headed to the check in station of the hotel.
"Don't worry, Space Monkey," Jack gave him a gleeful grin, "in Las Vegas, even I don't trust you two."
"Jack, not that I don't want a room to myself, but, this isn't that Las Vegas, so what difference does that make?"
"Wouldn't you like to know," Jack kept smiling.
To be continued…