"... 87 Goa'uld stood on a wall, 87 Goa'uld stood on a wall, take a gun and shoot one down, 86 Goa'uld stood on a wall. 86 Goa'uld stood on a wall, 86 Goa'uld stood on a wall, take a gun and shoot one down 85 Goa'uld stood on a wall...." Jack continued singing.

"Sam, this Daniel do you read me?" Daniel asked over radio.

"I read you Daniel. Is everything okay?"

"Would you mind if I shot your husband?" He asked.

"Just do it in the hole you dug, less mess to clean up and you can bury him pretty easily." Sam replied.

"And I love you too sweetheart." Jack who had heard the conversation broke from his singing to say.

"That's nice to know sir." She paused. "Sir, why don't you come and help me and let Daniel and Dr Lee work?"

"Okay." He replied. "See you later Danny."

~

"So what were you doing to Daniel?" Sam asked as Jack joined her in the tent where she was running some experiments.

"Nothing." Jack replied.

"He wouldn't want to shoot you for nothing sir." She replied spinning round to look at him.

"100 Goa'uld stood on a wall." He said with a shrug.

"I'm taking it that is on a similar to the 100 bottles on a wall?" He nodded. "If there were ever a hundred Goa'uld stood on a wall it would be a lot easier to blow the wall up."

"Well that would suck the fun out of annoying Daniel. I've got to hand it to him it did make it to 85 Goa'uld on a wall."

"I know you're bored but please don't annoy our friends."

"So what did you want me to do?" He asked.

"You see that beaker over there." She pointed to a large glass beaker.

"Yes."

"Pour 150ml of the liquid in that jug into it. Then heat it over the Bunsen burner for a few minutes then I'll tell you what to do next."

"Okay." He set about following her instructions. "Okay it's heated." She handed him four thin sheets of a substance he could only speculate as to what it was.

"Stir these in until they dissolve them pour it all back into the jug."

"I think I can manage that." It took him another few minutes to accomplish that task. "What next?"

"Add twenty drops of this and stir it in until it becomes a nice blue colour." She handed him a small bottle with a pipette in it. "Twenty drops." He proceeded to count them out very carefully, and then stirred it in so the colour was even. "Done."

"There is a chiller cabinet over there with a two inch deep metal tray on the second shelf from the bottom. Pour the contents of the jug onto the tray." She went back to looking through her microscope.

"Okay I'm done. Can I be a fully fledge scientist geek now?"

"One I resent the term geek. Two no as we won't know the results for another few hours and three you don't like scientists."

"I like you just fine." He stepped closer to her. "And I like Daniel when he's not playing with his rocks and giving great long lectures."

"They're artefacts." Sam corrected. "Why don't you take a seat? You can make some notes for me."

"I come half way across the galaxy to visit and still get stuck with paperwork."

"No you came half way across the galaxy to visit because General Hammond wanted to give the base a reprieve from you scaring Airmen for a few hours."

"I don't scare Airmen, unless I mean to."

"Apparently you do, every time I go away. Which is sweet in a sort of 'I have to sorry for everyone else' kind of a way."

"I didn't know I was that bad."

"Me either. I guess I'll just have to take you with me, if you can learn to behave." She winked at him. He watched her work for a few minutes.

"Sam, what did I just make?"

"Blue Jell-O for desert."

"Blue Jell-O?" he questioned.

"It won't be as good as the commissaries but it's the best we can get in the field."

"Only you Sam, only you."

"So notes." She prompted.

"Only if I get some of the Jell-O."

"I think I'll be willing to share sir."

"Good. So notes..."

TBC