Jeez... I'm really sorry that took me soooo long to put up, I had a massive attack of writer's block on this one, well now its here!

This might be a little confusing, the chapter starts from the POV of the doorsitting Marine than switches back over to narrator... so have fun!

Wow, was that really Colonel O'Neill? He's virtually my idol – well, sorta. He has saved the world, is on the flagship team, and lived to tell about it. Jack O'Neill just doesn't walk along giving people good comments. Not to mention, he's not supposed to be very nice to us Marines, at least that's what Tyms said. What does he know….? But the colonel really only acts loose and kind to his own people, not to a Marine, like me, who he doesn't know. He does have a good sense of humor though…huh.

I hope I'm not acting, err…. thinking too much like an overachieving, suck up, ecstatic lieutenant. You know, rearing and ready from the Academies and then an officer comes up to them and says good job for something minor and then they're all shocked and wicked happy.. euck. But I mean, who doesn't appreciate a good comment about humor? Especially from Colonel O'Neill? He took my good humored sarcasm, if I say so myself, from a lesser officer, a Marine, and someone he didn't know.

Cool.

I figure that I just caught him at the right moment. When the mini SWAT came out, he was probably rather amused and maybe a little taken back, well more than a little. On top of that, I came in and inserted a semi-unwarranted joke. He took it well, I think…

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While the rather bemused Marine contemplated his fate, Jack pressed on to the core of the level – the scientists' lab. He heard gibberish coming from the area and winced. He knew what he was going to walk into. To his surprise, O'Neill found one Daniel Jackson trying to reason and actually understand the scientists. Several moments passed before Jack got bored. He coughed… somewhat politely.

Daniel barely looked up. "Hi Jack."

"Hi Daniel, long time no see. Ya know, I've been looking for you."

"Mmm… really?"

"Yeah… umm about Sam….?"

"Yeah, what about he-" Daniel ended his sentence short, finally looking up at Jack then to behind his left shoulder. Daniel peered over it and seemed the view wasn't all that great. Jack's eyes flashed a warning that said 'Danny, who is it that's behind me?'

Daniel lowered his head and gave Jack a quick smirk. "Run," he mouthed in advisory.

Jack mouthed back an "ah…" Sam was here.

"Colonel Jack O'Neill? May I speak with you please sir?"

Yikes, she sounds like my mother, O'Neill thought unhappily. Jack took a deep breath and spun to face an angry Major Sam Carter. She really wasn't happy with the two of them.

"Umm…" Daniel tried to insert. Blue eyes flashed as though they might take they're anger on the speaker as well. The archeologist took the warning and held up his hands in mock surrender. "Yes well I have something to do… uh over…… there!" With that the man picked himself up and scurried away from ground zero.

"Hello Carter, how are the ribs?"

"Just fine, thank you sir," she answered harshly. "Now, may I ask why you eat the fruit out there?"

The colonel decided she'd toed the line and became rougher with her. "No Carter, you may not, they were good and I ate them. They could be a medical breakthrough because they heal a patient faster." Jack smirked inwardly as his 2IC's face softened a bit, she was still mad at him, but because he told her this, she couldn't help but wonder what the fruit did.

"Is that your own conjecture or one from Janet sir?" she asked more nicely than before. He also began to relax his 'uptightness.'

"Nope, it's mine, Daniel's, and Janet's – so there."

"Huh. That's interesting; I'd better get down there to see if Jan needs my help."

"Right," Jack answered as she was leaving. "Oh, and Carter?" She stopped and spun to face him. "Please don't question my judgment."

She nodded. "Right sir." She hacked her way out of the lab.

"At least not much anyway," Jack mumbled to himself.

How was that? Feed me!