"Thank you." Jack said as he came back, Sam was clearing up.
"What for sir?"
"Talking to Sara." Jack replied.
"I like her. Do you want some pizza? It's cold or I could order you another one?" Sam asked.
"Cold pizza is fine. I meant for letting her talk about what happened."
"Just how long have you been awake?"
"I woke up as you said let him sleep."
"Ah. Do you mind that she told me what happened?"
"No I just.. I don't talk about things like that."
"I know sir. Daniel and I are both here if you ever do decide you want to talk about anything." Sam reminded him.
"I know." He echoed.
"I didn't know you were suicidal. What pulled you out of it?" Sam asked without looking at him.
"Daniel and Skarra. That's why they sent me on the first mission because they knew I'd stay behind and blow up the bomb if something went wrong. Daniel realised what was going on and yelled at me, at that point I hit rock bottom, the only way is up right?" He joked. "Skarra is a good kid, he reminded me a lot of Charlie, he and Shauri and Kasuf and the Abydonians are all good people, they didn't deserve to die just because the USAF decided they did, I have the chance to save them, did save them from RA and the US government."
"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that. Take the pizza and sit on the couch. I bought you a present while I was out."
"You got me something?" Jack asked as he scratched the back of his neck.
"Don't scratch. Take your pizza and I'll find your gift." Jack grabbed the pizza and went and sat on the couch. Sam grabbed one of her bags and her laptop. "Here." She handed him the bag.
"What is it?" He asked.
"You'll have to open it to find out." Sam put her laptop on the coffee table and pull a cushion off the chair and sat on the floor. Jack opened the bag and pulled out a gift wrapped present.
"They're gift wrapping at the Mall at this time of year?" He questioned.
"Actually Janet did it. I stopped by the base while I was out. I burned all the files and reports that were mounting up to CD so I can get some work done. I also ran a basic diagnostic on the gate."
"They need us to go and save the world again?"
"No. It's actually been pretty quiet. The one injury is a broken finger when one of the SF's slammed a door on him hand. Nobody's even encountered a Jaffa, let alone a system lord. Daniel's almost finished translating and cataloguing the backlog of artefacts."
"That can't be good." Jack stated.
"Daniel getting lots of work done?"
"No the no Goa'uld activity. Something is going on and I don't like it."
"Maybe the Goa'uld are having a slow week or we got lucky and didn't hit any Goa'uld planets or maybe SG-1 not being in the field and pissing people off is having an effect." Sam suggested.
"Something is going on and I don't like it." Jack repeated.
"You're probably right sir, but for the next ten days that's not our problem."
"If the Goa'uld decide to attack it's everybody's problem."
"Thank of as somebody else's turn. Saving the world is getting old." Jack scowled at her. "Colonel, if it even remotely looked like the Goa'uld were going to attack they'd recall us. I'd come up with some totally off the wall plan and you'll help me think of some crazy way to implement it. But for now as far as I know the world is safe, so don't worry about it and open your gift." Sam inserted the CD-ROM in the drive.
"In a minute. Is it safe to do that? Put SGC reports onto CD-ROM what if it's stolen?"
"It's encrypted."
"People break encryptions all the time."
"Not unless they know both Goa'uld and Ancient lexicon. It's an encryption program Daniel and I wrote. It's only installed on the base computers and base laptops, which have the decryption software. It is updated every three month, it also has an inbuilt corruption file. If someone tries to open it with out the decryption program it rewrites the information into a text file, that changes too. We've had Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, the 1997 World Series Transcript, the Declaration of Independence, the Bible, a Simpson's episode transcript, the Air Force Regulation Manual. The President has had the CIA's top encryption people working on it for two years and they haven't cracked it."
"We didn't give the CIA classified information did we?"
"No, just the President's mother's recipe for pot roast. The system is secure."
"Good." Jack tore of the paper from the gift. "You got me a Simpson's box set."
"It's new it only came out yesterday. I figured it would keep you busy so I could get some work done." Sam shot him a gentle smile.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome sir. General Hammond also asked me to remind you that when you're feeling better you have four outstanding reports due,"
"He sure knows how to kick a man when he's down."
"Sir, we have ten days. We'll work for a couple hours each day, using my outline program with you dictating and I'll type and help fill in the blanks we should get it done easily."
"You want to help me write my reports?" Jack questioned.
"The sooner you write your reports the sooner we get back to the field . Daniel only has his cast for another week and then he'll have a couple of days physio before Janet declares him fit and then we can get back to work. Hopefully I can convince General Hammond we need to go back to P5X 196." "What's on 196?"
"A trace mixture of naquadah and trinium in some soil samples SG-4 took, The planet is uninhabited so it should be relatively safe."
"Relatively safe usually means I get shot at." Jack pointed out.
"Well sir, I thought you could use the excitement. Now watch your new Simpson's episodes while I get this done."
"Fine."
TBC
"What for sir?"
"Talking to Sara." Jack replied.
"I like her. Do you want some pizza? It's cold or I could order you another one?" Sam asked.
"Cold pizza is fine. I meant for letting her talk about what happened."
"Just how long have you been awake?"
"I woke up as you said let him sleep."
"Ah. Do you mind that she told me what happened?"
"No I just.. I don't talk about things like that."
"I know sir. Daniel and I are both here if you ever do decide you want to talk about anything." Sam reminded him.
"I know." He echoed.
"I didn't know you were suicidal. What pulled you out of it?" Sam asked without looking at him.
"Daniel and Skarra. That's why they sent me on the first mission because they knew I'd stay behind and blow up the bomb if something went wrong. Daniel realised what was going on and yelled at me, at that point I hit rock bottom, the only way is up right?" He joked. "Skarra is a good kid, he reminded me a lot of Charlie, he and Shauri and Kasuf and the Abydonians are all good people, they didn't deserve to die just because the USAF decided they did, I have the chance to save them, did save them from RA and the US government."
"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me that. Take the pizza and sit on the couch. I bought you a present while I was out."
"You got me something?" Jack asked as he scratched the back of his neck.
"Don't scratch. Take your pizza and I'll find your gift." Jack grabbed the pizza and went and sat on the couch. Sam grabbed one of her bags and her laptop. "Here." She handed him the bag.
"What is it?" He asked.
"You'll have to open it to find out." Sam put her laptop on the coffee table and pull a cushion off the chair and sat on the floor. Jack opened the bag and pulled out a gift wrapped present.
"They're gift wrapping at the Mall at this time of year?" He questioned.
"Actually Janet did it. I stopped by the base while I was out. I burned all the files and reports that were mounting up to CD so I can get some work done. I also ran a basic diagnostic on the gate."
"They need us to go and save the world again?"
"No. It's actually been pretty quiet. The one injury is a broken finger when one of the SF's slammed a door on him hand. Nobody's even encountered a Jaffa, let alone a system lord. Daniel's almost finished translating and cataloguing the backlog of artefacts."
"That can't be good." Jack stated.
"Daniel getting lots of work done?"
"No the no Goa'uld activity. Something is going on and I don't like it."
"Maybe the Goa'uld are having a slow week or we got lucky and didn't hit any Goa'uld planets or maybe SG-1 not being in the field and pissing people off is having an effect." Sam suggested.
"Something is going on and I don't like it." Jack repeated.
"You're probably right sir, but for the next ten days that's not our problem."
"If the Goa'uld decide to attack it's everybody's problem."
"Thank of as somebody else's turn. Saving the world is getting old." Jack scowled at her. "Colonel, if it even remotely looked like the Goa'uld were going to attack they'd recall us. I'd come up with some totally off the wall plan and you'll help me think of some crazy way to implement it. But for now as far as I know the world is safe, so don't worry about it and open your gift." Sam inserted the CD-ROM in the drive.
"In a minute. Is it safe to do that? Put SGC reports onto CD-ROM what if it's stolen?"
"It's encrypted."
"People break encryptions all the time."
"Not unless they know both Goa'uld and Ancient lexicon. It's an encryption program Daniel and I wrote. It's only installed on the base computers and base laptops, which have the decryption software. It is updated every three month, it also has an inbuilt corruption file. If someone tries to open it with out the decryption program it rewrites the information into a text file, that changes too. We've had Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, the 1997 World Series Transcript, the Declaration of Independence, the Bible, a Simpson's episode transcript, the Air Force Regulation Manual. The President has had the CIA's top encryption people working on it for two years and they haven't cracked it."
"We didn't give the CIA classified information did we?"
"No, just the President's mother's recipe for pot roast. The system is secure."
"Good." Jack tore of the paper from the gift. "You got me a Simpson's box set."
"It's new it only came out yesterday. I figured it would keep you busy so I could get some work done." Sam shot him a gentle smile.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome sir. General Hammond also asked me to remind you that when you're feeling better you have four outstanding reports due,"
"He sure knows how to kick a man when he's down."
"Sir, we have ten days. We'll work for a couple hours each day, using my outline program with you dictating and I'll type and help fill in the blanks we should get it done easily."
"You want to help me write my reports?" Jack questioned.
"The sooner you write your reports the sooner we get back to the field . Daniel only has his cast for another week and then he'll have a couple of days physio before Janet declares him fit and then we can get back to work. Hopefully I can convince General Hammond we need to go back to P5X 196." "What's on 196?"
"A trace mixture of naquadah and trinium in some soil samples SG-4 took, The planet is uninhabited so it should be relatively safe."
"Relatively safe usually means I get shot at." Jack pointed out.
"Well sir, I thought you could use the excitement. Now watch your new Simpson's episodes while I get this done."
"Fine."
TBC