AN: This is for my beautiful Wonder Triad: Read300300, Light of the Shadows, and DarkJediQueen. I LOVE YOU GUYS!

Disclaimer: Don't own Stargate: SG-1. Don't own the characters.

Guarantees Are For Appliances

"I can't guarantee anything, Jack," Daniel says softly, staring into the brown orbs of the nearly naked man sitting across from him. "If this happens . . . I can't guarantee that it'll ever happen again."

Jack gazes into the archaeologist's pool blues with complete reverence as he whispers, "I know."

"And I can't guarantee that I'll be here in the morning . . . or even stay the night, for that matter," the young man continues, a sternness in his tone. "This isn't something that can go on forever, you must know that, Jack."

"I do," the colonel replies with a steady nod.

"If this happens . . . we can't be the same anymore. Our lives are just too different and-"

"Jesus Christ, Danny, will you just lay down your cards already?" Jack demands in annoyance, tapping his fingers impatiently over the straight flush he has already laid down.

With an apologetic grin, Daniel lays his cards on the table between them, reveling a royal flush . . . all spades . . . a ten, a jack, a queen, a king . . . and an ace.

"Damn it!" The older man swears under his breath, rubbing his hand down his face. "That's the third time in a row, Daniel! It's impossible!"

"Beginner's luck?" Daniel shrugs innocently before clearing his throat. "Uh . . . I believe the point of 'strip poker' is that if I win, you-"

"Yea, yea," the colonel grumbles, standing, removing his last piece of clothing, and flinging it at the other man. "Happy?"

"Most definitely," Daniel smiles widely. "Want to play again? Winner gets what he wants from the other . . . all night."

Jack stares at him curiously.

"I thought you said-"

"Guarantees," Daniel interrupts, scooping the cards into a tidy pile and beginning to shuffle them, "are for appliances, Jack."

With a wry grin, the colonel sits back down across from the younger man, saying, "You're on."

AN: Questions? Comments? Vague disregard to any or all words written and established in the mind of one who has no sanity?

Bwa! I was watching Maverick when I thought of this fic. Haha! I love Mel Gibson. He's so freaking awesome! Well, I must depart. I've had a wonderful day off, but it is my one and only this week, so I'll have to get at least some sleep tonight. Oh well. Cheers!