Epilogue:
"It's about time, Colonel."
Despite the annoyed tone of voice that Hammond was using, Jack grinned as he walked into the briefing room three days later.
"Sorry, Sir."
He didn't look all that sorry, but he was trying. Carter walked in behind him, smiling despite herself when she heard the exchange, and Daniel and Teal'c, who were also in close proximity both scowled when they heard it.
"I thought you were going to be back on Tuesday?"
"We were, Sir," Jack said, sitting down in one of the comfortable chairs and pushing it forward so he was actually sitting at the table. "We had a... technical difficulty."
"Jaffer ate the key to the rental," Daniel elaborated, sitting down as well. The archeologist was as tanned as Hammond could ever remember seeing him, as was Sam. Obviously, they'd been out in the sun more than they'd expected to be.
"Why didn't you call for another?"
"We did. They had to bring it to us, and they had to find the place."
"And the person delivering the vehicle was given faulty directions." Teal'c looked over at O'Neill, as though waiting for an admission of guilt, but Jack just raised his hands and shook his head.
"I told you guys, they didn't ask me how to get to the cabin, so I didn't give them any false directions."
It was obviously a continuation of a conversation they'd had before, because Teal'c and Daniel both scowled, but didn't say anything else.
"Do I dare ask how the vacation went?"
"We caught lots of fish, Sir."
"We did not."
"Jaffer did."
"Jaffer?"
"Yes, Sir. We didn't eat any though..."
"Although by the time we'd been at the cabin two days longer than we'd brought groceries for, I was tempted," Daniel admitted.
"Isn't there a grocery store somewhere around there?"
"Yes, Sir. Jack and Teal'c walked to it."
Oh yeah. No key for the rental car. Hammond shook his head.
"Long walk?"
"Indeed." Teal'c looked annoyed, although he always looked annoyed, really, so there was no telling.
"So they finally brought you a new car?"
"Yeah. Then they asked for the key to the other one."
Ick. Hammond wasn't going to touch that question. Sam broached the subject for him.
"We... didn't have it... yet, Sir."
"Ah."
"They were going to charge me forty bucks to replace it," Jack said, shaking his head. "I pointed to the front yard, and told them to wait a day or so."
Despite himself, Hammond smiled. He could see Jack doing just that.
"Did we miss anything, Sir?" Sam asked, to change the subject to one that was a little more suitable to after breakfast.
Hammond shrugged.
"They finished their diagnostic of the Stargate and found it was working fine. The glitch was apparently a self-corrective one."
"Better safe than sorry, though. Right, General?" Jack asked, looking over at Teal'c, who scowled mightily.
"Definitely."
No matter how annoyed Teal'c was to have been stuck on Earth, Hammond would never have risked him going through a faulty Stargate.
Carter, who still had some suspicion about how much Jack actually had to do with that faulty Stargate, gave Jack another searching look, but he had his innocent face back on, and there was no chink in his armor at that moment. Why would there be? He'd just had five whole days at his cabin, with his entire team as company.
"At least you had your laptops," Hammond said to Daniel and Carter, who both scowled. "So you could get some..." He trailed off, noticing the looks. "You didn't take your laptops?"
"Oh, we took them, General..." Daniel said, looking over at Teal'c, who scowled as well.
"Jack chewed through the power cords." The Jaffa admitted.
"Colonel?"
"Not me, Sir..." O'Neill rolled his eyes. "Teal'c's Jack."
"So once the batteries ran out – and that happened pretty quick, since neither of us recharged them after the first day..."
"We were stuck enjoying ourselves with Jack..." Daniel finished.
"You make that sound like it's a bad thing," O'Neill said, giving them all a hurt look. "I think we had a good time."
"I think I got poison ivy all over me," Daniel complained, holding up an arm that was covered with a rash.
"It's not my fault. I didn't tell you to go-"
"Is that contagious?" Hammond interrupted.
"No."
"Has Doctor Fraiser seen it?"
"No."
"You're dismissed to the infirmary, Doctor Jackson."
"But..."
Hammond shooed him away. Since he knew absolutely nothing about poison ivy, he wanted to make sure it wasn't going to spread to the rest of his command. Doctor Fraiser could be trusted to be certain.
"Once I hear from Fraiser, we'll meet back here and discuss your next mission."
"Yes, Sir." They all stood up, recognizing a dismissal when they heard one, and Daniel walked off, grumbling to himself about fairness, and power cords and who knew what else.
"So you had a good time, Jack?" Hammond asked, as the others cleared the room.
O'Neill smiled.
"It was great, Sir. Don't listen to them; they wouldn't know a good time if it came up and bit them in the ass. You'll have to come with us sometime."
Hammond's smile was forced as he nodded and headed for his office. He'd rather be rolled naked in a vat of honey and attacked by a swarm of killer bees.
The End!
Author's note:
So! A cabin story!... remember: There was not supposed to be any plot. I never promised anything more than humor, which I supplied, I think. With that in mind: What did you like? What did you not like? What would you like to see? (no promises)
"It's about time, Colonel."
Despite the annoyed tone of voice that Hammond was using, Jack grinned as he walked into the briefing room three days later.
"Sorry, Sir."
He didn't look all that sorry, but he was trying. Carter walked in behind him, smiling despite herself when she heard the exchange, and Daniel and Teal'c, who were also in close proximity both scowled when they heard it.
"I thought you were going to be back on Tuesday?"
"We were, Sir," Jack said, sitting down in one of the comfortable chairs and pushing it forward so he was actually sitting at the table. "We had a... technical difficulty."
"Jaffer ate the key to the rental," Daniel elaborated, sitting down as well. The archeologist was as tanned as Hammond could ever remember seeing him, as was Sam. Obviously, they'd been out in the sun more than they'd expected to be.
"Why didn't you call for another?"
"We did. They had to bring it to us, and they had to find the place."
"And the person delivering the vehicle was given faulty directions." Teal'c looked over at O'Neill, as though waiting for an admission of guilt, but Jack just raised his hands and shook his head.
"I told you guys, they didn't ask me how to get to the cabin, so I didn't give them any false directions."
It was obviously a continuation of a conversation they'd had before, because Teal'c and Daniel both scowled, but didn't say anything else.
"Do I dare ask how the vacation went?"
"We caught lots of fish, Sir."
"We did not."
"Jaffer did."
"Jaffer?"
"Yes, Sir. We didn't eat any though..."
"Although by the time we'd been at the cabin two days longer than we'd brought groceries for, I was tempted," Daniel admitted.
"Isn't there a grocery store somewhere around there?"
"Yes, Sir. Jack and Teal'c walked to it."
Oh yeah. No key for the rental car. Hammond shook his head.
"Long walk?"
"Indeed." Teal'c looked annoyed, although he always looked annoyed, really, so there was no telling.
"So they finally brought you a new car?"
"Yeah. Then they asked for the key to the other one."
Ick. Hammond wasn't going to touch that question. Sam broached the subject for him.
"We... didn't have it... yet, Sir."
"Ah."
"They were going to charge me forty bucks to replace it," Jack said, shaking his head. "I pointed to the front yard, and told them to wait a day or so."
Despite himself, Hammond smiled. He could see Jack doing just that.
"Did we miss anything, Sir?" Sam asked, to change the subject to one that was a little more suitable to after breakfast.
Hammond shrugged.
"They finished their diagnostic of the Stargate and found it was working fine. The glitch was apparently a self-corrective one."
"Better safe than sorry, though. Right, General?" Jack asked, looking over at Teal'c, who scowled mightily.
"Definitely."
No matter how annoyed Teal'c was to have been stuck on Earth, Hammond would never have risked him going through a faulty Stargate.
Carter, who still had some suspicion about how much Jack actually had to do with that faulty Stargate, gave Jack another searching look, but he had his innocent face back on, and there was no chink in his armor at that moment. Why would there be? He'd just had five whole days at his cabin, with his entire team as company.
"At least you had your laptops," Hammond said to Daniel and Carter, who both scowled. "So you could get some..." He trailed off, noticing the looks. "You didn't take your laptops?"
"Oh, we took them, General..." Daniel said, looking over at Teal'c, who scowled as well.
"Jack chewed through the power cords." The Jaffa admitted.
"Colonel?"
"Not me, Sir..." O'Neill rolled his eyes. "Teal'c's Jack."
"So once the batteries ran out – and that happened pretty quick, since neither of us recharged them after the first day..."
"We were stuck enjoying ourselves with Jack..." Daniel finished.
"You make that sound like it's a bad thing," O'Neill said, giving them all a hurt look. "I think we had a good time."
"I think I got poison ivy all over me," Daniel complained, holding up an arm that was covered with a rash.
"It's not my fault. I didn't tell you to go-"
"Is that contagious?" Hammond interrupted.
"No."
"Has Doctor Fraiser seen it?"
"No."
"You're dismissed to the infirmary, Doctor Jackson."
"But..."
Hammond shooed him away. Since he knew absolutely nothing about poison ivy, he wanted to make sure it wasn't going to spread to the rest of his command. Doctor Fraiser could be trusted to be certain.
"Once I hear from Fraiser, we'll meet back here and discuss your next mission."
"Yes, Sir." They all stood up, recognizing a dismissal when they heard one, and Daniel walked off, grumbling to himself about fairness, and power cords and who knew what else.
"So you had a good time, Jack?" Hammond asked, as the others cleared the room.
O'Neill smiled.
"It was great, Sir. Don't listen to them; they wouldn't know a good time if it came up and bit them in the ass. You'll have to come with us sometime."
Hammond's smile was forced as he nodded and headed for his office. He'd rather be rolled naked in a vat of honey and attacked by a swarm of killer bees.
The End!
Author's note:
So! A cabin story!... remember: There was not supposed to be any plot. I never promised anything more than humor, which I supplied, I think. With that in mind: What did you like? What did you not like? What would you like to see? (no promises)