A/N: Sorry the chapters are taking so darned long, I have two projects due close to each other, so I was trying to get them done...(with no avail of course...lol)

Oh yeah, and for those of you that liked Major Piers... he's baaaack!

Farther down the hall, Sam fumed a bit, she had been nervous for him! Men sometimes, jeesh… She came to the door-sitting Marine who was still mumbling on about Jack. Carter stepped out onto the staircase and barely noticed the man until he started mumbling again.

"Still, that was cool…. I mean who gets to speak with Colonel O'Neill like that, or as a matter of anyone else from SG-1? I can name all of two… nope, three people. Sergeant Siler, General Hammond, and Sergeant Davis. Sweet… now I'm envious, I wanta work up there…" he pouted to himself. Sam smirked and took off before the Marine noticed her. On the level below the Marine, she laughed outright. It made up for her discussion with her commanding officer.

"Colonel… I think you have a fan club," she grinned and proceeded to Janet's office.

Back upstairs, Jack went to get Daniel from his unexpected 'job' and say what he was going to say before.

"Daniel… ugh, dumb plant…. DANIEL!" he called. A head with glasses on popped out of the green.

"Yup?"

"Ah, there you are. I'm supposed to tell you that we have to be lab rats for the doc."

"Ooh, sounds like fun."

"Yeah, fun, fun, fun."

"Jack?"

"Yeah?"

"Do we gotta?"

"I think so."

"Damn."

"Yeah, I know. Now let's go before the good ole doc decides to shove anymore blunt needles in us than before."

Daniel nodded vigorously. "Yes." Now they too hacked their way through the invading plant.

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Out through the door again, Jack sighed. Jack had been telling his friend about the amusing Marine who was door-sitting. Daniel laughed.

They finally made their way to the door and passed through it. The Marine straightened and stopped his ramblings. O'Neill and Daniel looked at each other.

"Hello," they said.

"Hiya sir, Dr. Jackson. How was your visit into plant world today?"

"Green… yes, very green. You Marines need to stop partying so much on St. Paddy's Day, ya know that?" Jack was shaking his finger at the Marine.

The major prompted a salute. "Yes sir! We need to stop partying sir!" he barked.

"Typical," Jack whispered to Daniel. The major and Daniel smiled. "Okay you amphibian, go back to your door-watching. I'll see you later," he mock threatened.

"Croak sir."

"Good man." With that Jack and Daniel took off to Janet's Lair. The archeologist turned to the colonel.

"You were right; he is pretty funny, for a Marine. Almost as good as you Jack. Are you seriously thinking of putting him on SG-3?"

"Hell, why not? I mean, SG-3 needs a good, healthy sense of humor. The doctor prescribed them at least one does every day."

"So then their health is failing."

"Miserably, failing miserably."

"Got it."