As they were walking back to camp Sam clicked her radio.
"Hey Daniel, break out the chicken we're on our way back." Sam said in Arabic.
"It's 'chicken' Carter." Jack corrected.
"Yes sir."
"What's the deal with the chicken?" Myles asked.
"You speak Arabic?" Sam questioned.
"Yes. Arabic, Korean, 4 types of Chinese, Russian and French. When you're a missile expert it's useful to speak the languages of the people who have nukes pointed at you."
"I see."
"And the chicken?" He asked.
"All MRE's pretty much taste like chicken. So after we'd been doing this for about six months Jack decided that if he was going to get shot at, taken hostage by and in general have to deal with aliens he was not going to have every meal taste like chicken. So he organised a petition and got everyone to sign it, he almost managed to organise a sit in, in the gate room."
"Almost?"
"General Hammond arranged formal negotiations. We got better food in the commissary and only half the MRE's now taste like chicken. So on the first night we always have chicken MRE's because they are the only ones that don't taste like chicken."
"You people are crazy."
"I believe O'Neill says being insane is a requirement of this job." Teal'c added.
"I'm beginning to agree with him."
"If someone had told you before you had signed all the non-disclosure forms that there was a two storey stone ring which could send you across the galaxy in the blink of an eye. What would you have thought?" Sam asked.
"That they were crazy and had been reading way too much sci-fi."
"Exactly but we live this everyday. We've all passed a bi-monthly psych evaluation so we're fine."
~
They all sat around the fire laughing. Tangit had offered them accommodation in the village but Jack had declined due to the fact that the last time they were there he had found the bed so uncomfortable that he had slept on the floor anyway."
"Okay we need to arrange watches." Jack announced.
"You still have watches on a safe planet sir?" Myles asked.
"Always. We're on an alien planet; we always need to keep a look out."
"My turn for breakfast duty." Sam said.
"Okay. I'll take first watch. Danny second, Myles third, Teal'c fourth and Carter fifth."
"Sam..." Daniel started.
"Lots and lots of coffee. I know." She said with a smile.
"Okay bed kids, we've got some walking to do tomorrow." Jack instructed. He gently squeezed Sam's hand as she walked by. "Night."
"Night."
~
Jack went to bed after Daniel had taken over the watch. Once inside the tent he and Sam shared, he took off his boots and slipped inside his sleeping bag. He gently tapped Sam on the hip and she instinctively shuffled backwards into his arms. Jack looped his arm protectively over her waist and kissed the back of her neck.
"I love you." He gently whispered.
"I love you too. Now go to sleep."
"Yes ma'am."
TBC
"Hey Daniel, break out the chicken we're on our way back." Sam said in Arabic.
"It's 'chicken' Carter." Jack corrected.
"Yes sir."
"What's the deal with the chicken?" Myles asked.
"You speak Arabic?" Sam questioned.
"Yes. Arabic, Korean, 4 types of Chinese, Russian and French. When you're a missile expert it's useful to speak the languages of the people who have nukes pointed at you."
"I see."
"And the chicken?" He asked.
"All MRE's pretty much taste like chicken. So after we'd been doing this for about six months Jack decided that if he was going to get shot at, taken hostage by and in general have to deal with aliens he was not going to have every meal taste like chicken. So he organised a petition and got everyone to sign it, he almost managed to organise a sit in, in the gate room."
"Almost?"
"General Hammond arranged formal negotiations. We got better food in the commissary and only half the MRE's now taste like chicken. So on the first night we always have chicken MRE's because they are the only ones that don't taste like chicken."
"You people are crazy."
"I believe O'Neill says being insane is a requirement of this job." Teal'c added.
"I'm beginning to agree with him."
"If someone had told you before you had signed all the non-disclosure forms that there was a two storey stone ring which could send you across the galaxy in the blink of an eye. What would you have thought?" Sam asked.
"That they were crazy and had been reading way too much sci-fi."
"Exactly but we live this everyday. We've all passed a bi-monthly psych evaluation so we're fine."
~
They all sat around the fire laughing. Tangit had offered them accommodation in the village but Jack had declined due to the fact that the last time they were there he had found the bed so uncomfortable that he had slept on the floor anyway."
"Okay we need to arrange watches." Jack announced.
"You still have watches on a safe planet sir?" Myles asked.
"Always. We're on an alien planet; we always need to keep a look out."
"My turn for breakfast duty." Sam said.
"Okay. I'll take first watch. Danny second, Myles third, Teal'c fourth and Carter fifth."
"Sam..." Daniel started.
"Lots and lots of coffee. I know." She said with a smile.
"Okay bed kids, we've got some walking to do tomorrow." Jack instructed. He gently squeezed Sam's hand as she walked by. "Night."
"Night."
~
Jack went to bed after Daniel had taken over the watch. Once inside the tent he and Sam shared, he took off his boots and slipped inside his sleeping bag. He gently tapped Sam on the hip and she instinctively shuffled backwards into his arms. Jack looped his arm protectively over her waist and kissed the back of her neck.
"I love you." He gently whispered.
"I love you too. Now go to sleep."
"Yes ma'am."
TBC