Sorry it's been so long. I've been working on some other stories.
I can't remember which reviews I've responded. I know the one that I answered in the second chapter and a couple I answered by e-mail. Here are the rest. If I've already answered you, then two responses are better than one.
Chicky-I'm glad you like it. Please don't die.
Angel of the Fallen-Sorry about the snowstorm. Glad I could make your day.
Quick-demon-Thank you.
Time's Whisper-I hope you liked it.
Pagan Twylight-I like to know it all too. I don't think it would come out right if I cut the chase.
Angel of the Fallen-I'd like to write something where Jack has to write something completely ridiculous.
Eris-Not exactly a column, but I hope it works.
Stargazer89-I don't think so. And I think Janet could do an injuries list, if I put that in, or Daniel. Daniel in there more often isn't he? Maybe not.
Cherryblossomjen-I think it would be extremely humorous.
Blackfire-I do too. Thank You!
Risa414-Thank you very much.
Lilad-Thanks!
Angel of the Fallen-Just keep sleeping.
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Two weeks after talking with Jack about his part in the newsletter Daniel was finally putting together the first issue of the newsletter. He had the whole thing laid out in his mind. Sam had given him her write up about scientific advancements. His write up for the archaeological finds had been written also. Even Jack had handed in the most updated scores for the games of the past week. All he had to do was put it all together. This seemingly small task was taking an increasingly longer time to do. Who knew Microsoft programs could be so confusing? In the end he resolved to pack up all his information and see an expert.
And so he walked purposefully through the underground halls of the SGC to the Lab of one Samantha Carter.
The door was partially open when he arrived so he knocked softly and walked in.
"Hey Sam." He said, calling to his teammate.
"Daniel?" He heard a voice call from the other side of the room.
"Sam?" He called. She stood up on the other side of the room and brushed off. "What were you doing?" He asked curiously.
"I was brainstorming." She answered vaguely.
"On the floor?" He pushed.
"Yeah. I just felt like being on the floor." She answered. "Did you need something?"
"Yes actually. I have all this information for the newsletter, but I don't know how to use a program to put it all together. I was wondering if you could help me."
"Sure. I can help you put it together." Sam said. "Show me what you have." He pulled all the files out of his folder and put them on an empty space on one of her tables.
"I have Science, Archaeological and Medical Advancements over here." He said pointing to a small pile. "Sports scores and betting pools." He said pointing to another pile. "Mission Schedules and Announcements over here." He pointed to a pile a little bigger than the others.
"Okay, so, why don't you lay all the parts out where you want them." Sam instructed.
Daniel got quickly got to work organizing the papers into columns. Sam walked over to one of her running experiments and recorded the results and the time.
"I've got it all sorted except for this." He said, holding a piece of paper.
"What is it?" Sam asked.
"It's column Jack wrote." Daniel said handing her the paper.
"About what?" She asked reading the title of the paper: 'The Effect of Paperwork on Officers and the Environment.'
"Paperwork." Daniel stated. "He wrote an entire column about the Effect of Paperwork."
"Okay." Sam commented. "Maybe you could have him do short column in addition to the sports scores. It could be on things like paperwork."
"Sounds good. For now lets put this one together."
They spent the next hour typing the articles and arranging them to make it look like a newsletter.
"Wow!" Daniel said, looking at the finished product on Sam's computer screen. "That looks great." They had added pictures and borders to the newsletter to make it look better.
"All you have to do is send it now, right?" Sam questioned.
"Yeah. I have the list of people who want it over here." He answered pointing to another sheet of paper.
"We can send it from here." Sam said.
"Okay." He said. He walked to the table and grabbed the paper. They sat down in front of the computer.
Half an hour later the newsletter had been sent to everybody on Daniel's list.
"Thanks for the help Sam." Daniel said, picking up his papers.
"No problem Daniel." She said, saving again and closing out of the program they had been using. "Anytime."
"Well." He started. "I'll let you get back to work." Then he left leaving the door partially open, as it had been when he got there. He walked the underground hallways to his office and sat down at his desk.
"Oh man." He mumbled as he looked at his desk. All the artifacts that had been brought from off-world that week were scattered across the surface of his desk. He hadn't started translating most of them and the ones he had were mostly decorative. The artifacts he had started translating were purely decorative pieces. They had nothing important to tell and were almost a waste of time to work on.
Daniel was pulled out of his thoughts by a knock on his office door.
"Come in." He said and watched as the door opened and Jack walked into his cluttered office.
"Hey Danny." Jack said, closing the door behind him.
"Hi Jack." Daniel greeted. "Do you need something?"
"No, not really. I'm just bored." Jack stated sitting down in a chair and snatching one of Daniel's artifacts off of his desk.
"Sam and I just sent out the newsletter." Daniel suggested. "You could read that."
"I already have." Jack said plainly, looking over the artifact.
"You have?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah. I was checking my e-mail when you sent it so I read it and now I'm bored." Jack answered. "Why?"
"No reason." Daniel said.
"What is this?" Jack asked Daniel about the artifact he was holding.
"I don't really know yet. The writing on it looks like nothing I've ever seen before." Daniel explained. "Maybe just alien."
"It's not." Jack stated. "This is like the writing from the time loop planet. This line here…" He started pointing to a line. "…means, um, 'failed attempt.'"
"Really?" Daniel questioned.
"I think so." Jack answered handing the artifact to Daniel. "I'm going to go to the commissary for some food. Wanna come?"
"I can't I have a lot of work to do. I'll stop by later." Daniel explained.
"Okay." Jack said, standing up. "See ya." And with that he let the office.
Daniel spent the rest of the week translating the artifacts that cluttered his desk and yet it never seemed to get 'uncluttered'.
