Not Far Enough - Daniel POV

The music finally ends and I sigh in relief as I was starting to feel that it would never end. I catch Janet's eye and wink, knowing that my grin gives away how much I enjoyed watching the two of them having fun for once, even if it was due to a bet. I was shocked when I first heard about the bet, they had to re-create the final dance from the film 'Dirty Dancing'. Having never actually seen the film I ended up asking Janet to explain it to me, which she could do very precisely due to the amount of times Sam had forced her to watch it as 'research'.

Looking up at the stage both Jack and Sam look like they enjoyed doing it almost as much as I did watching it.

"So have we won the bet?" Jack jokes, and I do a thumbs up to show that I feel that they definitely completed the bet.

"We tried to stay as true to the film as possible," he continues and I laugh because they were actually very convincing; "but we felt that there were some parts we were unable to do, but we went with the film as far as we could."

"Not far enough!" Damn, this could get ugly.

Janet looks over to me and slightly asks "who was that?" but I can only shrug in response as I have no idea before I turn back to the stage to see how Jack is going to handle this.

"Major Farad," he smirks and I look over to see Farad looking concerned and very guilty, "would you and Lt Stacey like to come up and show us how far you think myself and Major Carter should have gone?" This is going to turn ugly if someone doesn't stop this, but no-one seems willing as most of them have either seen Jack in one of his moods or has been at the receiving end of it, "Well?"

I hear someone whisper "it was nice knowing you Farad" and I understand exactly what they mean, if no-one gets up the courage to stop Jack then Farad has had it.

"No Sir," he eventually replies, and I can see the fear written all over his face, as I think he has just realised what he has got himself into.

I look back at the stage, silently praying for Jack to stop when I see Sam put her hand on his shoulder, and they share a silent conversation, before Jack gives Farad a 'death glare' and storms off the stage.

I hear Sam getting the music back on as I push my way through the crowd, brushing past Janet before reaching Jack just before the door. I open my mouth to say something but he just barges straight past me and through the door, leaving me stood with a look of shock on my face.

I walk over to a wall, and leaning against it watch the base enjoying themselves for once. I watch in amusement at some people attempting to dance and having fun, where as normally the only time I ever see them is in solider mode, very serious and dull. I look over to Janet and Sam, and watch as the conversation draws to a close and Sam rushes out, probably to find Jack.

Janet walks over to me and I turn to her with an amused yet concerned expression, "What do you think is going to happen?"

"Not sure I want to know," she replies before changing the topic, "Any word yet from Teal'c?"

"No, he's still with the rebels, guess the problem is slightly more serious then he suggested" I answer, the worry evident in my voice, as Teal'c was supposed to have returned early this morning.

"I'm sure he's fine, he's probably enjoying spending time with his son."

I nod, hoping that she is right before looking towards the door, "Should we go after them?"

"I think they need to sort this out between them."

I hear someone call my name and head over to a group of the scientists on base who it turns out are having an argument about something that is far beyond my knowledge of science, Sam would probably have no problem understanding them but I'm and archaeologist not an astrophysicist so I just nod my head at what appears to be appropriate moments, and start to understand what Jack means when he comments that it all goes straight over his head.

I hear gasps and look over to the door in time to see Janet heading over to a very dishevelled Sam, and guiding her over to a table. I guess that their chat didn't go very well. Looking back over to the door I see Jack enter, coat in hand and I warily wonder over, having no idea what mood he will be in, as an upset Jack can vary between very angry or very withdrawn and I have no idea which I least like to see.

He gives me a weak smile, and I relax a bit as that rules out the two extremes.

"You've missed most of the party."

"I know."

"You leaving?" I ask, pointing to the coat, getting the feeling that Jack is heading towards withdrawn, and that long conversation is going to be impossible.

"Yeah." I nod, before looking over to Sam and Janet who stare back, Janet looking concerned, Sam looking destroyed. I look Jack straight in the eye, but I can't see any emotion, he has them too well hidden. I shake my head, knowing that I'm not going to get my answers and move, giving Jack an open path to the door. I watch him leave, fearful that nothing will ever be the same again, assuming we can get them both in the same room together, or to start with, Jack back to the base willingly. This is not going to be easy.