"I brought you some coffee." Jack said as he sat down next to Daniel in the
commissary the next morning.
"Thank you. Do you know you have yellow paint in your hair?" Daniel asked.
"Damn, I thought I had got it all out."
"I thought Sam was the one decorating?" Daniel asked.
"I know, I was conned into helping her. You know you're rubbing off on her too much, she's got this Egyptian hierothingy border."
"Hieroglyphs and I know, she e-mailed me a section because she was worried it was said something that would offend anyone. Speaking of yesterday General Hammond and I were talking about the Air Force regulations."
"Why you thinking of joining up? I mean you're a bit older than most recruits and with all your experience I think they'd probably let you skip basic training and a few ranks. And it would definitely easier if you called me sir and followed my orders, but you'd have to take a pay cut and hazard pay isn't that much. I don't think they'll spring for flight school. I could probably teach you, I have to keep my flight hours up but not this weekend I have plans."
"Jack, I don't want to join the Air Force."
"Why what's wrong with the Air Force?" Jack demanded. "They pay your salary."
"There is nothing wrong with the Air Force Jack. So what are you doing at the weekend?" Daniel asked trying to stop Jack from going on an Air Force recruiting drive.
"Sara's getting married and I have to give her away. Carter's coming to keep Sara's family from killing me, which is why I got conned into helping her paint her living room."
"I didn't know Sam knew Sara other than that once they met for about ten seconds."
"Sara came to visit while I was sick. They bonded while I was asleep. Don't ask me why women are one of life's little mysteries. But getting back to the conversation you were trying to have. Why were you talking to Hammond about the regulations?"
"I was just wondering."
"You can ask Doc out, there's the whole not treating your family thing which we pretty much screw as we're all as close as family but the Air Force doesn't have a thing against it you're a civilian."
"I wasn't talking to him about anything to do Janet. He mentioned that there were a few changes made to the regulations for the base."
"I know I read them, it would have been nice to know a few years ago, but I didn't break any so who cares."
"Jack.."
~
"Hey Janet, do you have anything to get paint off of skin, I ran out of turpentine and I've still got streaks up my arms?" Sam asked as she entered the infirmary.
"I don't know I'll have a look. How did it go Daniel mention that you were painting it a yellow colour." Janet said as she looked through a cupboard.
"Yes, it's the colour of the sand on Abdoys. We put up an Egyptian hieroglyph border too, Daniel thinks it would make a good set of gate coordinates too."
"We?" Janet questioned.
"The Colonel helped as pay back for having to go to Sara's wedding with him on Saturday to protect him from her relatives."
"Sara as in his ex-wife?" Janet questioned.
"Yes, she's a nice woman. We had a long chat last week."
"Umm. Try this." Janet held out a bottle to her.
"Thanks."
"I was talking to Daniel yesterday."
"Oh really about anything interesting?" Sam asked as she rolled up her sleeves and started to remove the paint.
"He'd been talking to General Hammond, who mentioned there was a change in certain regulations."
"I know in June 1998, can you believe it? It would have been nice if someone had told us about it. I mean redefining what constitutes insubordination would have nice to know, I mean that way I could have explained my ideas more forcefully to Colonel O'Neill without him shouting me down." Sam replied.
"That wasn't the regulation I was talking about. I was talking about changes to the frat regs."
"Oh that. Janet, you know Daniel's a civilian there was nothing stopping you from asking him out."
"I wasn't talking about Daniel. I was talking about you and Colonel O'Neill."
"What about me and Colonel O'Neill?" Sam asked.
"Sam?" Janet snapped.
"Look I've got to get back to work, my inbox is overflowing and Daniel wants me to check through his wallpaper theory of gate co-ordinates. Thanks for this and I'll see you later."
"Sam." Janet said almost pleaded.
"Yes."
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" She asked.
"Can you tell Cassie I'm sorry I won't be able to make it on Saturday I'll call her and explain it to her myself when I get a minute? I've got to get back to work."
"Sure, go." She sighed as she sat on a bed. It was like getting blood from a stone.
"Thank you. Do you know you have yellow paint in your hair?" Daniel asked.
"Damn, I thought I had got it all out."
"I thought Sam was the one decorating?" Daniel asked.
"I know, I was conned into helping her. You know you're rubbing off on her too much, she's got this Egyptian hierothingy border."
"Hieroglyphs and I know, she e-mailed me a section because she was worried it was said something that would offend anyone. Speaking of yesterday General Hammond and I were talking about the Air Force regulations."
"Why you thinking of joining up? I mean you're a bit older than most recruits and with all your experience I think they'd probably let you skip basic training and a few ranks. And it would definitely easier if you called me sir and followed my orders, but you'd have to take a pay cut and hazard pay isn't that much. I don't think they'll spring for flight school. I could probably teach you, I have to keep my flight hours up but not this weekend I have plans."
"Jack, I don't want to join the Air Force."
"Why what's wrong with the Air Force?" Jack demanded. "They pay your salary."
"There is nothing wrong with the Air Force Jack. So what are you doing at the weekend?" Daniel asked trying to stop Jack from going on an Air Force recruiting drive.
"Sara's getting married and I have to give her away. Carter's coming to keep Sara's family from killing me, which is why I got conned into helping her paint her living room."
"I didn't know Sam knew Sara other than that once they met for about ten seconds."
"Sara came to visit while I was sick. They bonded while I was asleep. Don't ask me why women are one of life's little mysteries. But getting back to the conversation you were trying to have. Why were you talking to Hammond about the regulations?"
"I was just wondering."
"You can ask Doc out, there's the whole not treating your family thing which we pretty much screw as we're all as close as family but the Air Force doesn't have a thing against it you're a civilian."
"I wasn't talking to him about anything to do Janet. He mentioned that there were a few changes made to the regulations for the base."
"I know I read them, it would have been nice to know a few years ago, but I didn't break any so who cares."
"Jack.."
~
"Hey Janet, do you have anything to get paint off of skin, I ran out of turpentine and I've still got streaks up my arms?" Sam asked as she entered the infirmary.
"I don't know I'll have a look. How did it go Daniel mention that you were painting it a yellow colour." Janet said as she looked through a cupboard.
"Yes, it's the colour of the sand on Abdoys. We put up an Egyptian hieroglyph border too, Daniel thinks it would make a good set of gate coordinates too."
"We?" Janet questioned.
"The Colonel helped as pay back for having to go to Sara's wedding with him on Saturday to protect him from her relatives."
"Sara as in his ex-wife?" Janet questioned.
"Yes, she's a nice woman. We had a long chat last week."
"Umm. Try this." Janet held out a bottle to her.
"Thanks."
"I was talking to Daniel yesterday."
"Oh really about anything interesting?" Sam asked as she rolled up her sleeves and started to remove the paint.
"He'd been talking to General Hammond, who mentioned there was a change in certain regulations."
"I know in June 1998, can you believe it? It would have been nice if someone had told us about it. I mean redefining what constitutes insubordination would have nice to know, I mean that way I could have explained my ideas more forcefully to Colonel O'Neill without him shouting me down." Sam replied.
"That wasn't the regulation I was talking about. I was talking about changes to the frat regs."
"Oh that. Janet, you know Daniel's a civilian there was nothing stopping you from asking him out."
"I wasn't talking about Daniel. I was talking about you and Colonel O'Neill."
"What about me and Colonel O'Neill?" Sam asked.
"Sam?" Janet snapped.
"Look I've got to get back to work, my inbox is overflowing and Daniel wants me to check through his wallpaper theory of gate co-ordinates. Thanks for this and I'll see you later."
"Sam." Janet said almost pleaded.
"Yes."
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" She asked.
"Can you tell Cassie I'm sorry I won't be able to make it on Saturday I'll call her and explain it to her myself when I get a minute? I've got to get back to work."
"Sure, go." She sighed as she sat on a bed. It was like getting blood from a stone.