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"So?"
"So?"
Daniel sighed, exasperated. "Don't you two have a larger vocabulary?"
"No," said Jack.
"No," Carter echoed.
The archeologist glared at them. Ever since he had walked in, they had been acting... weird!
"What's going on guys?" he asked, trying to sound casual. They both exchanged a quick glance then turned to face him.
"What do you mean?" they asked simultaneously.
He sighed. "Never mind."
Jacob cautiously edged into the room. He still felt rather guilty about his role in 'making Pete disappear'.
"Hey Dad."
His head shot up. "Oh, hey Sammie."
She eyed the package he held in his hand with interest. "What is it?"
He handed it to her. "Chocolate."
She pulled off the paper. "Dad, you didn't have too..."
"I know."
"When do you have to go?"
"Back to the Tok'ra? I'm not sure. 'pends on when they contact Selmac."
She nodded. "So Daniel," she asked around a mouthful of chocolate. "When you going with SG-9?"
"Tomorrow. I get back on the 22nd."
"As will I," Teal'c said. "General Hammond wishes me to go and watch over Daniel Jackson."
Daniel scowled at him around his chocolate. "He didn't say that."
"His meaning was quite clear."
Daniel continued to scowl until Jack suggested that his face might freeze like that, making him scowl harder then leave.
Jacob grinned. "Selmac and I are going for coffee, want me to bring you some?"
She shook her head. "Thanks though."
Teal'c gave them a slight bow and followed Jacob out of the room.
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"Teal'c!" Daniel hissed in the hall. "General Hammond never said that!What he said was-"
"I am aware Daniel JAckson. I did not wish Major Carter and O'Neill tosuspect what I am 'up' too."
"What ARE you up too?"
He smiled. "You shall see."
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Carter fingers flew over her laptop. She was so engrossed that she failed to notice the signs. Jack O'Neill... was bored.
"CCAARRTTTEERR!'
She tried to ignore him, getting harder when he turned it into a chant. Upon her ignoring, he began bombarding her with little trinkets. That caught her attention. Barely lifting her eyes off her laptop, she pulled out a pillow from behind her and threw it. A muffled 'Umph!' told her it hit its mark.
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Jack had been peacefully harassing his second-in-command when a pillow came out of nowhere. After removing it from his mouth, he glanced over at her. "You know, THIS means war..."
She shut her laptop, placed it on the nightstand and carefully sat up farther. "Bring it on..."
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Long suffering Janet Frasier hurried into the infirmary as news of a 'fight' broke out. As she pushed the door opened, she heard Carter jeer, "Oh come on, my niece can throw better then that!"
She cautiously crept closer and burst out laughing.
Pillows were flying and Jack was getting crushed. Two SF's were fetching pillows from around the room and giving them to Sam who was rapidly firing them at her CO-
Both looked up at the sound of laughter. "Janet!" Sam squeaked.
Janet gave them both stern glances. "I thought I said you two had to rest and BEHAVE..."
Jack shook his head vigorously. "You forgot," he informed her.
The doctor sighed then continued laughing.
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Ten minutes later, the infirmary and spick and span, bandages checked and Janet was on her way home with strict instructions to NOT overexert themselves. Jack grumbled at that.
"What does she think we are going to do? Dial up Chu'lak and play hide and seek with the Jaffa?"
Cassie hugged her adopted relatives good-bye enthusiastically, producing a wince of pain from her uncle. With a whispered comment to Sam which made her turn red, she dashed out of the infirmary.
Silence reigned for a while, Sam flipping restlessly through a book while Jack amused himself throwing yo-yo's at the door.
"We should paint the walls... peridot."
Carter blinked. "Peridot sir?"
"Yeah..."
She shrugged. "Wouldn't go with Teal'c's decorations."
He sighed.
Å Two hours later Å
Jack checked his watch. "ERNIE!" he called. "Bert!"
The two SF's hurried in. "Coffee?"
"Jell-o?"
"Pie?"
"Season 3 of the Simpson's?"
"Yo-yo?"
Jack frowned at them before saying. "Playstation, with two controls."
That made Carter look up. "Sir," she began, "I need to uh... call Mark and cancel."
"Your dad did."
"But I should still call..."
He shrugged. "Okie dokie, call 'im. I'll wait."
She stared at him for a moment then gave a little laugh. "You win. I'll play."
Jack smiled satisfied as the two men hurried back in with the equipment. "Excellent."
Å
Jack watched her skillfully navigate her car to the finish line.
"You've played this before," he half stated, half inquired.
She nodded. "Once or twice," she said with a shrug.
He stared at her. "Once or twice?" he repeated incredulously. "I've played this loads of time and you beat my best time by 18 seconds!"
Carter grinned. "What can I say?" she quipped stretching her fingers. "I rule."
"That you do," he shot back. "That you do." He repeated almost inaudibly.
She paused for a second then swallowed hard. "Here," she said tossing him his controller. "I think I'll try to get some sleep."
Jack gave her a questioning glance which she ignored. Rolling over, she buried her face into her pillow.
Flashback...
Sam opened her eyes and tried to collect her thoughts. They had gone on the mission the Tokra had wanted them too- She looked up and saw her CO on the ground. "Sir?" she called picking up her armband, then throwing it back down. "COLONEL?"
Jack sat up suddenly. "Whoa!" He said getting up quickly. "We should've brought more snacks!"
"I don't think that would've helped," she said quietly.
Jack looked at his watch."1:56," he muttered to himself. He hit the force shield separating them
"Sir, you've gotta get out of here!" she cried.
"So do you," he said briefly.
"Sir --- Sir, there's no time!"
Jack ignored her and began prying the cover off the control panel.
"Sir. . . ." she half whispered.
"I know! I know!" he said continuing to beat the control panel.
"Sir! Just go!"
He spun around to face her. "NO!" He said staring into her eyes.There was apleading look in them, begging him to leave before he died... like she would.
She cocked her head to the side, almost in tears. The Jaffa were getting closer...
End flashback...
She choked back a sob.
Flashback
"I didn't leave . . . because I'd have rather died myself . . . than lose Carter."
Freya looked at him intently. "Why?"
"Because I care about her . . . a lot more than I'm supposed to."
End flashback...
"Carter?" Jack asked softly. "You ok?"
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak. He studied the back of her head.
"Ok then."
Little did she know that her CO was recalling the exact same events…
"Sir..."
"Carter-"
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Bit o' ship and humor! Since my sister gave 'way all the left over Halloween candy, I can only plead:
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