Wow... sorry that took so long, but now you guys get a double dose with another chapter to be typed, that'll come tomorrow (i hope), so read on! and thanks for all the nice reviews!

The second everyone settled in his house, Jack hopped online. Jeez, you can find EVRYTHING online these days… he thought, slightly disgusted, but today, it served his purposes.

Once on one of those reverse look-up search things for people, O'Neill typed in Chris Parson into the database. A few seconds later, the results spat out. The computer showed 41 results. He peered at the first five. One of them lived in Colorado Springs. Jack smiled wryly. What a coincidence. The man was the same age as Daniel, obviously. Jack emailed the address and waited for a response. The colonel's email went something like this:

To: Chris Parson, Ph.D
CC:
BCC:
Subject: A Mutual Friend…

Hi! I'm Jack O'Neill and I have a friend who hasn't seen you for eons... or however you spell that…. His name is Dr. Daniel Jackson. I'm sure you remember it from your school days together. He'd REALLY like to see you… (I mean really, he's been buggin' me for days!) Problem is, he's out of the country and he'd like you to watch his… nephew. They look like twins, I swear. As soon as he comes back though, to pick up his nephew, he'd like to see you.

I know this is kinda odd, not to mention completely random, but I just thought I'd let you know.

After sending the email, he waited for a response. Teachers respond to emails fast enough, don't they? Jack saw the man was a teacher, or professor, at the local college, University of Colorado at Colorado Springs from the email address, it was only to be expected after all… He gazed over at the other three sitting on the couch, all leaning on Hammond as he contently watched Law and Order. Daniel shuffled around some, settled back down and smiled tiredly. It had been a looong day for the nine/ten year olds and now was bedtime. Sorta.

Jack looked at his clock. Seven thirty… wow. It was only seven-thirty, they hadn't eaten yet, and they were all pooped by one day. We're pathaaaa-aatic. He stuttered in his thoughts as he yawned deeply. Five minutes later, the computer bleeped, kindly alerting him of an email.

To: O'Neill, Jack
CC:
BCC:
Subject: Re: A Mutual Friend…

Hi!

Are you serious, Danny's still alive out there? Hehe, just kidding. Sure, I'd love to see him. Are you located in Colorado Springs? Or anywhere near there? If so, just tell me where we should meet… here's my phone #: 719-570-8923

ttyl… oops sorry, I spend too much time around kids…. Talk to ya later!

Jack's first thought after reading the mail was Isn't he trusting, sending his phone number online. Figures he's Daniel's friend…

A/N: Before anyone asks, yes, I know how to spell aeons, but whats to say Jack does? Soo.. how'd ya like it?