Steamin' windows

Daniel walked towards Jack's truck but slowed when he heard his teammates voices. More specifically the annoyed voice of Jack.

'Carter, no.' Jack almost shouted in his most commanding voice.

'But sir, just once.' Sam pleaded.

'You can play with it later.'

'Sir! Please...' she pleaded once again.

'Fine.'

Daniel was shocked when he almost heard Sam squeal in happiness. A few seconds passed before he saw the two dark masses in the front move closer together.

'Carter, I had no idea you where this good, I didn't even think you liked this sorta stuff.' Spoke Jack in awe and wonder.

'Ah, this is the product of my miss spent youth.' She said proudly.

'I'm impressed, a miss spent youth, fantastic brain and an amazing talent for...'

The car horn sounded loudly. Daniel nearly screamed in fright, already feeling nervous over what he was overhearing.

'Opps, well you get the point... Carter now what the hell do you think your playing with?' he asked almost shocked.

'I'm just getting comfy sir, I don't play so well if I'm not comfy.' She said jokingly.

'Carter look what your doing to my windows.' He said only half interested in the state of his truck window.

'Well, it happens and they where like that before ... is it too hot for you?' she said sincerely.

At this Daniel nearly choked, but instead he was reduced to doubling over with silent laughter at the side of the car.

'... No it's ok,' he said a little exasperated. ' I'm fine just not looking forward to not being able to see out of my windshield .'

Daniel was able to hear the grin in his voice.

'But you don't need to see right now do you, plus this is far more important.'

'But it's mine, I just don't like people playing with my thingy...' Jack whined.

'Thingy, sir? With all do respect, it's not nearly hot enough yet, so deal with it.'

'Carter, that's mine, the thingy's mine and this is my car ... Carter!'

'What?'

'You can't do that!'

'Well it looks like I have.'

'Carter, do you know how long it's gonna take me to get that back.'

'As long as it takes sir. Have fun.'

At this Sam exited the truck with a thoroughly pleased smile on her face.

'Daniel?' she asked seeing him in a pained state on the ground, apparently crying.

'Hey Sam.' He squeaked, making his laughter now apparent.

With difficulty he got to his feet and made his way back into work.

'What was that about?' Jack called hearing the conversation, or lack of it through the still open door.

'I dunno. See you inside, sir.' And Sam disappeared, still smiling.

Jack remained in the truck for a further ten minutes before heading down for this mornings briefing, smiling thoroughly pleased with himself.