Team Bonding: Recognition

Disclaimer; I don't own Stargate yada yada yada... no money mad etc.

Season; 4- ish

Author's note: Madness in it's purest form.

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Recognition

'My head hurts.' Muttered Daniel nursing a cup of coffee hoping that the sweet liquid which had saved him on many occasion before would work it's wondrous magic again. But no such luck.

'Mine too.' Came a chorus of Sam and Jack's voices from the couch across the room.

Teal'c remained silent.

SG-1 was slouched in Jack's living room sinking deep into the plush cousins trying to think about anything else other than the small very annoying person in each of their heads so intent on throwing anything against the inside of their skulls, each pulse vibrating through their head. It hurt to think, so Daniel and Sam where suffering the most while Teal'c got off the lightest with Junior and 'reaming' removing a fair chunk of the pain.

'What the hell did we do yesterday?' asked Jack sinking further into the pillows on his couch, finding the comfy spot his body fitted perfectly into, years of hockey watching and the couch repaid him by moulding to his frame.

'We were in Sam's lab.' replied Daniel.

'What were you doing in my lab?' she stood up and shouted regretting it instantly as she flopped unceremoniously back on to the sofa and into Jack. A collective wince around the room at her words. Reaching her final destination, Jack's chest, she didn't bother to move, completely lacking the energy and the will power to move away from the strangely comfortable position she now found herself in. Comfortable and vaguely familiar.

'Carter?'

'I can't move, plus you're comfy.'

He pondered this for a moment then the pain from thinking kicked in and he just say 'ok.'

Jack lacked the energy to make her move any way, and beside the situation was causing a nice distraction from the thudding in his head.

'And in case you didn't notice you ended up in the same state as us so you must have turned up at some point.' Said Daniel completely un-phased by the couple on the couch.

'Good point.' Said Sam.

Silence descended among the hung-over team.

'Floaty' sad Jack all of a sudden, ' I remember something being all floaty.'

'Yeah, the crate.' Said Daniel.

'The wine.' Interjected Teal'c talking for the first time in an hour, emerging briefly from his trance then instantly lost to the world once again.

'The wine' exclaimed Sam, burring her head in Jack's chest.

'Oh boy' muttered Jack, closing his eyes briefly at the memory coming back to him.

'I got the cups.' Daniel admitted guiltily.

'Yeah, but it was Carter's idea.' Said Jack standing up for Daniel.

'Uh huh and you tasted in first.' Said Sam with her own come back.

'So I did,' his head fell slightly.

They where all guilty, collectively, SG-1 sealed their own fate.

'What happened next?' asked Sam her eye's shut.

'Uh can't remember.' Said Jack.

'Homer' said Daniel quietly.

'I didn't know you watched the Simpsons?' said Jack shocked that he was only just finding out his friend was a closet Simpsons fan.

Daniel looked at Sam willing her to remember.

'Hammond.' She muttered, almost as shocked as Jack.

'Oh right.' Said Jack, a look of realisation taking hold.

'Actually, Sam, I think you called him 'Hammy'.'

'I did not.' She said indignantly then she faltered in her resolve and asked more nervous, 'Did I?'

'Yeah,' Jack replied the memory now clear in his mind. 'We were well and truly pissed, and after only five cups.'

'So what happened next?' asked Daniel setting down his precious cup now the head ache seemed to be subsiding.

'Hang on...' said Jack his head clearing also, ' we were bored, then...'

'...you wanted to play musical chairs.' added Sam remembering the events clearly.

'Uh yeah sorry 'bout that guys.'

'But we didn't play.' Exclaimed Jack, only remembering because he was clearly upset about it at the time.

'No I don't think we did.' Said Sam.

'Oh right yeah... who's bright idea was it to play Truth or Dare?' said Daniel, generally worried about his friends remembering what was in his top drawer.

At this the two sitting on the couch sat in confusion for a few seconds. Truth or dare? they thought. But soon the memories came flooding back like a broken damn sweeping away their hangover. Awkwardly Sam pushed up from her comfy spot throwing herself ungracefully to the other side of the couch and as far away from the colonel as possible. Sitting at attention they stole glances in each other's direction to see what they we're doing, their eyes locked and they broke out into identical guilty grins.

Daniel watched in fascination.

Jack noticed the curious man across the room after a few seconds of this strange exchange.

'Carter came up with it Danny. So...' he added with a grin, 'pink diary, chocolate and women's underwear?'

Daniel scowled and flushed scarlet red.

'Yeah and I guess that you remember that Sam has a picture of you in her top drawer!' said Sam buried her head in her hands, ' And what was all that about a side arm?'

Sam laughed at the memory, Jack's face also breaking into a grin.

'It's a Antarctic thing.' Replied Jack, then he paused thinking for a moment. 'You know Janet and Hammond probably walked in on us to see you with your pants half way down sprawled over the floor!' Daniel didn't like being left out, not one bit.

'Yeah Daniel she might think about going out with you after seeing those manly Bugs Bunny boxers.' Injected Sam.

At this Daniel got pissed and decided to hit back low, very low; 'Uh huh and what about you two?' both of them lost their grins instantly, swapping them for and unmistakeable panic stricken one, ' what did you think you were going to get up to at Jack's cabin?' he said looking at Sam. ' And about this much wasn't it Jack?' holding his arms wide imitating the movements the man in question.

Three pairs of eyes were locked in an angry glare, a fourth observed the scene impassively.

The room fell into silence, it was Daniel vs. Sam and Jack. Even thought the odds weren't in his favour being two against one and all Daniel held his own for two minutes, after which he began to slip the force of two air force offices being too much for one archaeologist to handle.

'O'Neill.' Jack lost all concentration, so did the rest of the humans in the room at the sound of Teal'c soothing voice.

'Perhaps we should make a concordat, over yesterdays events, I do not think any of us wish those said events to be mentioned ever again.'

'Say what?' said Jack.

'A pact,' said Sam, then adding a little too late, 'sir.'

'Right.'

SG-1 looked amongst them finding the anxious faces of their teammates and friends, an agreement to the pack already confirmed in each of their glances by way of their almost telepathic abilities.

'Ok'

'Yes'

'Yeah'

'I believe it is a most wise plan of action.' Said Teal'c after receiving approval of his plan.

'So what do we say to the general?' asked Sam, voicing the question on everyone's mind.

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Right kids there your top up of team bonding

I'm hoping to wrap things up in the next chapter

And believe me there is going to be a nice little surprise in store!!!!!!

Mishy

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