Bets and Barbies

Confused and drunk (in Jack's case at least) the occupants of the elevator shared a quizzical look before following Daniel. Winding through the corridors they found themselves heading towards Hammonds office, and despite Daniel's condition Sam and Jacob shared a worried look as they continued to follow him. Jack was far more interested in watching his fingers and Sam's become entwined and turn into a mesmerizing jumble of digits.

Much to Sam and Jacob's relief Daniel strode past Hammond's office to the briefing room where he stopped just inside the door staring amusedly at something at the table that was currently unseen to the other occupants of the hallway.

Reaching the door the three of them stopped dead, and in open-mouthed shock took in the scene before them.

Around the room was a flurry of paper, scattered across the floor, piled on the table and concentrated around the lone figure sitting at the table.

One General George Hammond.

One highly intoxicated General George Hammond.

Stepping tentatively into to the room, careful not to stand on SG-teams mission reports from the last few months.

George could be seen working frantically of a piece of paper turning it this way and that, folding this bit, tucking that corner before launching it unceremoniously in the direction where it would veer of course swinging back in the direction of the general.

Upon closer inspection it could be seen that each of the federal documents resembled the shape of an aeroplane.

While the others stood silent and still open-mouthed or doubling over with quiet sniggering laughter, Jack picked up one of the projectiles and slung it forward, where it did twirls and acrobatics the red arrows would be proud of before colliding with its creator's head.

'Hey!! Oh Hi Jack!!' he squeaked and slurred, 'You know I was a champion paper aeroplane maker as a cadet!! I'm trying to break my record and throw it through the stargate!'

'Not if I beat you Homer!' said Jack inches from taking a seat next to his commanding officer, before being guided away by Sam to Hammond's office closely followed by Jacob and George.

'Ooo the boss' chair!' he said, hoping into the plush leather chair behind the desk.

'Jack!' Sam hissed, being completely ignored.

Plopping George down in another seat Jacob closed the door behind them leaving Daniel alone with his fits of laughter.

'My head is shiny.' Said Hammond randomly, after catching his reflection in the cabinet behind his desk.

'It is you know.' Said Jack seriously as if only first noticing, though he had now started spinning wildly in the chair.

Strategically stopping the chair so she was mere inches from the occupant, Sam looked sternly into his eyes.

'Jack, stop it.'

'Ok Sammie.' He said almost close to tears before reaching round her and hugging her stomach.

'You know I've got money on you two.' Said Hammond, '50 bucks between me and the president, so if you two don't hurry up and screw...'

'George!' screeched Jacob.

'What? Regs, Jakie, that's what I was going to say you dirty old man, not each other.'

Jacob cringed, while Sam and Jack grinned amongst their blushes.

'But if they did that I get another 50 bucks.' murmured the general to himself.

'Hey guy's!' said Daniel appearing at the door, 'Why did you leave me out their on my own?'

'It doesn't matter,' Said Jacob trying to get a hold of the situation, 'Could you take General Hammond to the infirmary and get him sobered up?'

'Okay,' he said disappointedly, Hammond was a lot more fun when he was drunk.

So with cries of 'I like Barbies!' going down the halls George disappeared leaving Jacob to contend with Sam and Jack, who where still caught in an embrace, though Sam had the sense to peel Jack from her at the sight of her fathers glare. But she could not help nor did she want to prevent Jack's hand from slipping into her own.

Jack grinned before standing, pulling Sam's arms around her before kissing her gently, his fingers tracing her cheekbones.

'Oh I give up!' spoke Jacob leaving the room in search of painkillers for his head.

Ah young love thought Sel'mac.

While inside the office Jack pulled from the kiss, watching as Sam opened her eyes slowly.

'So.' She said.

'So'

'50 bucks.'

'100' he said wagging his eyebrows, his arms tight around her waist.

She grinned, her fingers moving through the hair at the base of his neck. 'I think we should go fishing.'

'That sounds like a great idea!' he said excitedly, ' but wait until I get some painkillers for this headache.'

'Oh I know a cure for that.'

'What?'

'Well it involves you, me and a long hot shower.'

THE END

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Well there you go kids Team bonding is finished !!!!!!!!!!!

I'll probably do a short epilogue, in a while.

Hope you enjoyed it!!!!!!

Mishy

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