Jack sat in the Briefing Room with his team mates. Teal'c sat across from him, glaring at him.
No words were needed. Jack knew what Teal'c was trying to tell him. Revenge is nigh. Oh yeah, Jack knew.
Daniel watched the two of them with a smirk on his face, while Sam frowned at them.
"Okay Major Davis, why don't you tell us what this is all about?" General Hammond asked as he sat down in his chair. Jack sat up straighter, suddenly becoming aware of the Major's presence.
"Yes sir," Davis stood up and started handing out papers to the group while he talked. "Approximately three days ago, I was contacted by a man named Charles Price. He knew who I was and where I worked," the Major paused to take his seat, then continued. "He also knew all about the Stargate program. Everything about the Stargate program!"
"How did he get such information?" Sam asked, frowning as she flipped through the pages. Davis shook his head.
"I have no idea. He isn't interested in taking it to the press. Nor does he want money or anything," Davis explained.
"What does he want Major?" Hammond questioned.
"He wants to talk to me in person sir. I don't know what about, but he insists on it. He will only talk to me though. No one else."
"What does the president say?" Daniel asked, a frown covering his face. Davis smiled slightly.
"He said I should do it. See what this guy wants. But he, naturally, wants a group to come with me for back up," he said, his smile growing wider. Hammond nodded.
"Okay Major. SG 1 will go with you. When are you supposed to meet?"
"Two days from now sir," Davis answered. Hammond nodded again.
"Alright. SG 1, assemble whatever you have to for this mission. Dismissed." Jack watched Hammond stand, then went to stand himself, only to find he couldn't. Frowning, he tried again.
It was as if his pants were stuck to the seat.
"Jack? What's wrong?" Daniel asked, frowning. Jack tried to get up again, frustration boiling over him.
"I can't get up!" he exclaimed.
"What do you mean you can't get up?" Daniel's frown grew deeper.
"I mean I can't get up you idiot! I'm stuck!" Jack growled in annoyance, then pulled with all his strength. A loud ripping sound was heard, and suddenly Jack was free. His foot, however, chose that moment to come in contact with a strategically placed wet patch on the floor, and Jack went sliding backwards. Daniel made a grab for him, missing by mere millimetres. He watched in part shock, part horror, part amusement as Jack slipped into his chair and toppled over the back of it, landing on his stomach. He had never seen Jack do such a nice back flip before.
Jack's groan echoed throughout the silent room. He felt a cool breeze against his butt, and realised the chair had ripped the back of his pants off. Of course, this was the one day Jack had decided to go commando.
The silence was interrupted by a loud, booming laughter that was rarely heard. Jack knew that laughter. It was the laughter of a man who had just extracted revenge. Teal'cs laughter. Jack groaned again.