Author's Notes: Thanks for plot suggestions... nyxlily, you'll have to be patient for another chapter, but hopefully it will be worth it for you. DarkJediQueen, sorry, but this chapter is probably the closest I'm going to get to Jack actually blowing up at anyone.

Daniel's brow wrinkled as he warily pulled his fishing pole behind him, preparing to cast. "Jack, am I doing this right?"

His own line released, Jack waited for the enjoyable plop of the bobber hitting the water before turning to his friend. "Have you never fished before?"

Daniel remained frozen in his stance. "I'm an Egyptologist." He stated plainly.

"So?" Jack made a face.

"So, fishing wasn't really a survival skill I picked up in the desert."

"Fishing isn't a survival skill, Daniel –"

"Technically, Sir…" Sam interrupted.

"Alright!" Jack threw an irritated glance at his second-in-command. "It's a survival skill, but more importantly, it's fun. It's relaxing, which is exactly what you need right now." He looked around at his team. "All of you." He added, then jabbed a finger toward Daniel. "But you most of all."

Struggling with the fishing pole again, Daniel looked up from it, hopeful. "If I promise to have fun and relax, can I go back inside?"

Jack's eyes narrowed.

"Alright." Daniel sighed. "Well, at the very least I am going inside to get something to drink." Putting down his pole with its now horribly tangled fishing line, he headed back toward the cabin.

After several quiet minutes of fishing, Jack looked around. "What's keeping Daniel? How long does it take to get a glass of water?"

"Perhaps I could check on him, O'Neill." Teal'c quickly said.

"Or I could go, Sir. You know… just to make sure he's alright." Carter added.

"Nice try." Jack smiled and set down his gear. "Both of you can stay. I'll go get him."

"Really, Sir!" Sam called after him. "Maybe I should be the one…" she trailed off, and then turned to Teal'c. "Oh, this could get ugly."

"Daniel!" Jack called into the cabin as he neared the threshold. "You okay?" he startled the younger man and saw him fumble with something,quickly throwing it into a bag on the floor. "What was that?"Jack questioned suspiciously.

Daniel turned quickly and attempted to look unassuming. "Oh, hey Jack."

"What are you doing?"

"Just, you know… just getting a drink."

"Interesting." Jack walked toward Daniel, slowly. "The kitchen's that way. Kinda hard to miss since there's really only one room."

"Yeah…" Daniel nodded and looked down to the floor, where the bag still sat. "I was just looking for… bug spray."

"Yes!" Jack clapped his hands loudly, making note of how jumpy his friend was… something was definitely up. "Bugs! Gotta watch out for those giant, teradactyl skeeters up here: they'll take your head right off!" He paused while Daniel looked uneasy. "Of course, that's Carter's bag there…" Jack pointed out.

"Oh. Right. My mistake." Daniel chuckled nervously. "Probably why I couldn't find my bug spray, then."

"Well, why don't I help…" Jack knelt down to examine the duffle.

"Jack, you probably shouldn't go through… you know, a woman's bag is a sacred thing and –"

"Aha!" his hand emerged. "You brought a book! You brought work!"

"Jack –"

"Sir." Carter's voice joined in from the doorway, where she and Teal'c now stood. "Daniel! Thought I'd just check and see –"

Jack pointed the book accusingly toward her. "And you! It was in your bag! You aided and abetted! Explain yourself, Major!"

"Jack –" Daniel tried to jump back in.

"Ah!" the colonel held up a hand, blocking his interruption. "Carter?"

She at least had the decency to look properly ashamed. "Couldn't fit it all into one bag without looking suspicious, Sir."

"And you, Teal'c? Tell me you don't have some wonky alien gizmo in your bag for Carter to play with"

The jaffa met his glare calmly. "I knew nothing of this plan, O'Neill."

"See!" Jack waved the book he still held in the air. "Teal'c knows how to have a good time. Just for that, he gets to stay and fish. You two... get to go find firewood." He stalked out of the cabin, book still in hand. "You'll get this back at the end of the trip." He called out behind him. "Come on, T!"

Teal'c waited just another moment for the colonel to be out of hearing range. "Major Carter, Daniel Jackson," he whispered conspiratorially, "if there should ever be another instance such as this –"

"Yo! T!" Jack could be heard shouting again.

"- I gladly and willingly offer my assistance."