A/N: On earlier chappys, I tried to insert ------ to represent POV changes. This didn't show up on the final copy, so I've switched to O.o. Thank you. Also, well, I can't think of an also. Oh! Yes I can. Most of these chappys were typed in with LOTS of haste to satisfy the rabid reviewing public (two of my friends from school and someone named Blackfire. KUDOS TO BLACKFIRE for being the first person I don't know personally to review.), so there are lots of errors. Please excuse them. I run spell check as best I can, but it's not always enough.

Disclaimer: Jessi and Kari are mine. So is Abby. USE THEM WITHOUT MY PERMISSION AND DIE! Email me for permission. I'm not unreasonable. Just ask before you use.

O.o

Abby wandered the halls aimlessly, waiting for Dr. Daniel Jackson to either take her in to see General Teal'c, or throw her out on her rear. She hoped it was the former. She really did. If she was thrown out, her pride would never let her alone until she dropkicked his pasty white rump all the way to Ipswich (suburb of Boston, idiots), Massachusetts and back.

With her thoughts drifting like that, she didn't notice the two girls walking toward her at first. One was a brunette, and the other was a redhead. They were both wearing tank tops and stretchy black pants and carrying large long-strapped bags over their shoulders. Most astonishing of all, they were barefoot.

Abby didn't notice them until she was about to bowl them over. When she did notice, she stopped and waved nervously at them. It was a bit disconcerting. This was, after all, the SGC.

"Hi, I'm Jessi," the redhead introduced herself.

"I'm Kari," the brunette said, a tad snootily.

"How-how-how'd you get in here?" Abby stammered. She was completely baffled.

"We were born here," Jessi, seeming the friendlier one, explained. "We know what's going on, this is the SGC and all that, but we aren't allowed anywhere near the dialing computers, at least while we're kids, anyway. We'd get shot."

"Yeah, shot," Kari agreed blandly.

Shooting Kari a Look, Jessi continued, "We're about to go to our dance lessons. Would you like to come?"

"Sure!" Abby exulted. "I haven't danced in absolutely forever! I used to do it all the time at my home pl- town. Thanks."

"Abby! Abby! ABBY!" Daniel yelled, coming down the corridor. "Are you deaf, girl!"

"Are you coming to throw me out, Dr. Jackson?" Abby asked shyly.

"Why?"

"Well, if you were, I'd have to change into my other boots. The ones with metal in the toes."

"Why?"

"My pride would never let me alone until I dropkicked your pasty white rump all the way to Ipswich, Massachusetts and back."

Jessi and Kari giggled. Since they were very young when Jack had left, there had been no record of anyone ever abusing the archaeologist that they knew of.

"Ipswich?" Daniel asked. He was puzzled, having never heard of such a place.

"Suburb of Boston, idiot."

"Well, why don't you just say Boston, then?"

"Everyone's heard of Boston. No one's heard of Ipswich. I don't threaten and insult people who are smart enough to know the difference."

"You make this threat often?" Daniel asked.

Abby grinned. It was all the answer Daniel needed. He wondered if she possessed some wildcat genes, or Orion like in that old show. What was its name? Oh, yeah. Star Trek.

"Well, I'm not going to throw you out."

"Well, that's good. What are you here for then."

"Well, I'm here to take you to General Teal'c."

"Well, that's good."

Kari interjected rudely, "Well, when will you stop saying 'well' at the beginning of everything?"

"Well, you'll have to wait around and see," Abby and Daniel responded simultaneously. They looked at each other, each thinking the same thing. Spooky.

"'Bye, Abby," Jessi said, sounding a little bit sad, for only knowing Abby for the better part of five minutes.

"'Bye," Kari said blandly.

"You know, I just might take you up on your offer. I do so love to dance," Abby told them.

Daniel gritted his teeth and looked pointedly at his watch. "Cadet…"

"Cadet First Sergeant Major Brigadier General Captain Lieutenant Colonel Admiral Commander Ensign Airman Gunnery Sergeant Senior grade Abigail Serena Marie Geoghegan."

Daniel grred.

Abby winked at Jessi and Kari. "Driving people crazy is a talent of mine," she told them. "You might want to cultivate that talent in yourselves. I learned from the master."

Seeing Daniel was about to explode, Abby waved once more.

With that, Abby allowed Daniel to drag her off.