The site Jack had chosen for the group to camp at was situated in a clearing in woods that backed onto a lake. The trees were mainly firs, the clearing leading down to the glass-smooth water. It was similar scenery they had seen on a hundred worlds. It put Sam in mind of the Unas' planet; not particularly a heart-warming thought.

If she had been suspicious about the drinks last night, the sight of two already-erected tents in the clearing and a small boat bobbing on the water made her even more so.
"How long have you been planning this?" She demanded of Jack. Her CO just grinned.
"Janet told Hammond we needed downtime, and he told me that it might be helpful if we took it together. Considering the stuff we've been through lately, I'm inclined to agree."
Sam groaned – that was all they needed; their ultimate Co and the CMO agreeing on this crazy plan. There went her back-up plan. She pulled her mobile out of her pocket intending to ring Janet and give her a piece of her mind. The screen was blank.
"There's no bloody signal around here!" She yelled at Jack. The grin remained. Sam stared at that cocky expression, fuming. Great, just great. Okay she'd agreed to try it but this was ridiculous. She was marooned. Well not exactly, Jack would take her home but there was no way in hell she was going to beg him.

Sighing deeply, Sam gave in, deciding she might as well make the most of it. The air smelt of pine, the only noises were the birds and the gentle sloshing of the water. And the view really was spectacular. She was still annoyed at Jack but it was an amused annoyance rather than one of anger. Grabbing her suitcase, she headed to one of the tents. At least they were modern ones of a reasonable size and not Boy Scout canvas. Towards the back of the site though was another that made her heart sink – square and tall, she knew without looking that it contained the chemical toilet. Oh joy. However that did beg one question.
"Jack where do we wash?"
He looked at her as if she was stupid. "There's a whole lake Carter."
"But it'll be freezing!"
"It's the middle of summer, you won't die. I'm looking forward to it actually."
"You are?" Sam's tone was incredulous.
"Yeah," he smirked. "Especially what it'll do to certain parts of your anatomy."
Sam went scarlet. Daniel, just emerging from the pick-up, fell onto the ground laughing weakly. Teal'c just raised an eyebrow and wisely said nothing.

Sam refused the first fishing trip and Daniel said he was still feeling ill. Teal'c went though and now the small boat with him and Jack bobbed merrily in the centre of the lake. Away from the shelter of the trees they were warmed by the sun and refreshed by the offshore breeze. All in all it was extremely pleasant.
"O'Neill?"
"Yes T?"
"What were you referring to when you mentioned Major Carter's anatomy?"
Jack chuckled. "Cold water T. It'll give her... erm... goosebumps." Suddenly it wasn't funny and he shifted uncomfortably.
"Goosebumps? What are goosebumps?"
"Never mind T. Never mind."
"I do not understand the nature of Major Carter's embarrassment."
Jack was trying to formulate an answer when his fishing rod jerked violently. He'd never been so relieved to snag a fish in his life. "I have a bite!" He pulled his rod up sharply and began to work the reel. "Whoa it's a big one."
Teal'c watched Jack struggle for several moments then asked, "Do you require aid O'Neill?"
"No," he gasped. "I'm fine." The reel spun as the fish pulled out on the line. "Just peachy."
"You seem to be having some trouble."
"No, really. The whole..." pull "...point to..." yank "...fishing is to do..." heave "...it by..." splash!
"O'Neill!"

At the campsite Daniel and Sam hear Teal'c shout. They emerged from the tents in time to see Jack break the surface. They stared, first at Jack and then at each other. Then as one they burst into hysterics.