Wow... sorry about how long that took... I like the way I left it so much that I couldn't think of another chapter...lol! This is known as EAS - Ending Attachment Syndome... those of you who are positively dying to see Mac, he's in the next chapter... anyway, onto the story!
Morning came swiftly among the slumbering humans… and Jaffa. Sam was up first, then Daniel and Teal'c, and then of course were the Jacks. They smiled knowingly at each other. Sam went to poke her COs.
"Sirs… sirs, it's time to get up," she half whispered. Then Daniel joined the fun.
"Jack… Jack, get up. It's time for wakey-wakey!" Sam grinned at the archeologist. Teal'c then joined in. Knowing how much O'Neill hated to be awoken, he tried a different tactic.
"O'NEILL!" he roared in their ears. They woke with a start and glared at the big Jaffa. He grinned and half bowed. "Glad to be of service, O'Neill."
"Of course you were Teal'c," the elder replied. Hawke snorted his distaste.
"Anyway, where's the god-damned coffee?"
Sam turned towards the main tent and pointed at the peculator. The Jacks sighed gratefully and made a beeline for it. The team grinned and watched in amusement. The two were so alike it wasn't very funny; then again, one of them was a clone of the other.
"They're sooo predicable," Daniel said. Sam nodded happily.
"Indeed, Daniel Jackson, indeed," Teal'c grinned.
"Shall we join the pissed colonels?" Sam inquired.
"Lead on might major," Daniel pointed the way. The team came to sit down next to the two colonels who were contently drinking their coffee. Daniel had to prod,
"So, how is it?"
"Could be better," they answered and scowled at each other, yet again.
Daniel looked proud, "I made it." They looked at each other then at the coffee in their hands.
"Really?" Hawke asked.
"Yeah, all by myself."
"Good job then Danny boy," O'Neill approved. "Now, who let him make today's coffee?"
They all smiled.
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Later on, the team gathered at the gate ready to head through and see what that night's slumber had brought on for those at home. First they contacted the SGC to see what was up.
"Daniel?"
"On it." Daniel automatically dialed the gate and the M.A.L.P. sprang to life. Jack O'Neill bent down to look through the camera.
"Well hello Earth, what's happening?"
A chuckle came through the line. "Jack?" The transmission was silent as Hammond consulted someone in the background. O'Neill heard them muttering.
"That's him right? Not the younger?"
"Sir, he's got the gray hair."
"Right. Hi colonel, what's happening?"
"Actually sir, I was going to ask you the same thing about our bomb situation. As for us, well, Hawke is still around here… somewhere… ah, there he is. And we've all had our coffee, so I guess that makes us ready to come home. What about you?"
"Well Jack, we've actually had a threat from the people with this device and I want SG-1 to go it alone and find it. The device is on Earth, we have a way of tracking it – sort of. Someone here uploaded a program to one of the satellites so it can see naquada."
"Clever."
"Yeah, so ready to come back?"
"Yes sir."
"Open the iris." Jack heard the command through the MALP. "SGC out."
"Okay kids, let's go home." They stepped through.
"Hi sir, good to be back in the land of abundant coffee," was the first thing Jack O'Neill said when he came through.
"I second that," Hawke peeped up, not wanting to miss a beat.
"Hello SG-1, how was your mission?"
"Well sir, you know how I… we love recon missions," O'Neill said sarcastically. Hammond gave him a 'really-Jack' look and he sighed. "Nothing was there that shouldn't have been."
"Right, debriefing in one hour."
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An hour later found the team in the Debriefing Room waiting for Hammond. The Jacks were playing football with a folded up piece of paper and flicking it across the table. It was Jack Hawke's turn as O'Neill made the uprights. Hawke gave it a good hit and O'Neill snatched it out of the air as quick as possible.
"As you were," Hammond said, noting the game's end. They smiled innocently. "The president wants all of you ready for twelve-hundred hours. He wants this nuke stopped and retrieved before anyone gets hurt."
"Okay sir, so what do we do?"
Two hours after arriving home found SG-1 armed to the teeth and searching out some old warehouse. It didn't look all that bad, but you shouldn't judge a book by its cover. Jack and Jack were together with Daniel of course, and Sam and Teal'c were by themselves, scanning the area.
It was a big warehouse and they had to go pretty far away from each other to search the whole thing. Jack pressed the button on his radio and spoke very softly.
"Carter, we're going to search the perimeter."
"Okay sir, be carefully."
"Roger that, O'Neill out." With that, Jack made some hand movements telling both Daniel and Hawke that they were going out and around. Once outside, the three of them explored the area thoroughly. Daniel thought he heard something and motioned to the Jacks to come along. O'Neill went to whisper in Daniel's ear.
"You go check it out and Hawke and I will cover you. Got it?" Daniel nodded and went to search, his Beretta held out in front of him. Hawke stayed behind O'Neill and looked around, up and down. The two didn't even notice them until the people were on top of them.
Daniel came back out to find that the Jacks were gone. Completely ignoring the silence factor Daniel tore back into the warehouse and went to find Sam. Coming around a corner, he found a gun in his face. Automatically he held up his hands.
"Sam! Don't shoot!"
"Right, sorry." She looked around. "Where are Colonel O'Neill and Colonel Hawke?"
"I don't know. They're gone."