Author's note: A huge goes to all of you who have reviewed this fic. It is greatly appreciated and made my day to know that you liked it! This fic was designed to only be the one chapter...but because of a comment, I have decided to write a few more. Thank you for inspiring me! (And, in case any of you are wondering, Heroes has never happened in my book. I'm a die-hard Dan-Jan shipper and so she's still alive according to me and a bunch of other people!) ;o) And now...onto the story!

The doorbell rang at exactly 18:00 hours, and Daniel felt like a nervous teenager on his first date all over again. After he and Janet had confessed that they really liked the other, and after several amazing kisses, Daniel had acted impulsively…and invited Janet over to his house after work for coffee and to talk.

She was right on time.

Nervously running his fingers through his hair once again, he paused in front of his mirror quickly to check his appearance. He normally never cared, but today was different. His life was taking a different turn—one definitely for the better—and he couldn't wait!

Restraining himself from skipping giddily to the door, the archeologist opened it as reserved as he could…his jaw dropping on its own accord. Janet, whom he was used to seeing in her normal lab coat and uniform, had changed before coming over. Dark flare blue jeans, and a creamy top accentuated her figure, while her shimmering brown hair had been taken down from its customary bun and now framed her beautiful face.

Daniel had to remind himself to breathe.

"Hi," he managed to gasp as he moved out of the way to let her in.

"Hi there, yourself," she said with a soft smile that sent shivers down his spine. Reaching up with one hand, she gingerly closed his jaw. "Trying to catch flies, are we?" she asked, making him shake his head and chuckle.

Showing her to his living room, he sat her down before going into his kitchen.

"How was the rest of work?" he asked vaguely as he gathered everything he needed to make them coffee.

The medical doctor chuckled softly. "Fine. Siler came in with a huge gash, but all I could think about was getting off of work to come and see you. I accidentally wrote down 'arm amputation' instead of 'arm laceration.' I hope he won't be missing that arm too much…"

"You didn't!" Daniel yelped from the other room, almost dropping the mugs he was getting from his cabinet.

"No, you're right. I didn't. Siler got a few extra stitches, though. My mind was here…right where my heart is."

Daniel came in right them with the coffee and sat next to her, putting both drinks down on the coffee table before leaning over and kissing her softly.

"You should've seen me before you came here," he murmured against her neck as he held her close. "I was a wreck! I must've gone through all my shirts before putting the first one back on. I haven't wanted to look presentable in a very long time."

"Mmm, well, I'll have you know I love the deep blue shirt…it goes well with your khakis and it accentuates your deep blue eyes," she said as she leaned back from his embrace to put her forehead against his. "But you could've been dressed in a pink tutu and covered in mud, and I would've still thought you were the nicest-looking thing on the planet."

Daniel's only reply was to lean forward the two inches separating them and kiss her soundly.

"So, tell me again how you found out about me and my crush on you," Daniel whispered once they had parted for air. Janet smiled next to him and picked her coffee up from off the table, taking a sip before answering.

"Sam told me," she replied simply. An eyebrow rose and her lips formed a small confused smile. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"I don't think so…but I think Sam heard more than that I had a crush on someone," Daniel said, putting his drink down and snuggling comfortably closer to the doctor. "I mean, I don't remember telling her that I liked you, giving me reason to think that I was drunk at the time and told her that I had a crush on you. You know I have a low tolerance of alcohol, and Sam—after being around the Colonel for so long—has a real taste for the stuff. I think I only had two," he hastily added after seeing Janet's face.

"So she knew you liked me, and not some mystery girl?"

"Yep."

"And she didn't tell me!"

"Doesn't look like it."

"Oh, she is going to get it…just like I said in your lab. But how?" Janet leaned against the man next to her and began to think, content when he put an arm around her in a tender embrace.

"Maybe…" the archeologist began, but then fell silent.

"Maybe what?" Janet softly, gently asked.

"Maybe we can get her at her own game," he said deviously, a twinkle in his eye. "We could get her and Jack to admit that they like each other."

"Brilliant!" Janet exclaimed. "How shall we begin?"

"Well," Daniel said and began whispering into her ear what he had planned.

"That's definitely doable," Janet said with a devious smile, and kissed her coconspirator soundly before they finalized each little detail.

The plan would go into action in a week.

The Major and Colonel wouldn't even know what hit them!