A few hours later, Jack and I got on a plane and flew up to one of his cabins by a lake in Minnesota. On the plane, I asked him, "So…Sir, what does your cabin look like?"

Jack smirked. "You'll have to wait and see."

"Surprise then…" I sighed and laid back in my chair. I looked out the window at all the trees and houses below. I was sleep, within minutes. Jack continued playing with his Game Boy. We landed at an airport in Minnesota at 7:30 p.m. Jack shook me awake. "Hmm?"

Jack said, "Come on. We've landed. Time to go."

I nodded. "Yes Sir."

Jack and I got off the plane and took a taxi up to his cabin. By the time we got there, it was too late to fish. So instead, Jack gave me a tour of his house. The cabin was slightly dark, except for the light ing coming from the lamps. The walls were log. A small kitchen with a table was to the right of a living room with a couch. There were two doors leading to a bathroom and a bedroom. Fishing gear and memento's decorated the walls as well as photos. I was looking with amazement.

Jack said, "You can take the bed. I'll take the couch."

I said, "Thank You, Sir."

"Leslie, we are on vacation. Call me Jack." Jack teased. "Do I have to order you to call me Jack?"

"No, Sir... Jack. Um...Jack, I'd prefer that you have the bed."

"Ok, since you insist." Jack then ran and jumped on his bed.

I chuckled and went over to the couch to make myself comfortable.

Jack said, "Good-Night Leslie."

"Good-Night Jack."

In the morning, I felt something crawling on my face. I swatted at it a few times but it just kept coming back. I then heard a small chuckle. I opened my eyes and Jack quickly hid a feather behind his back.

Jack said, "Morning Leslie. Want some Breakfast?"

I yawned. "Sure. Whatcha got?"

"Pancakes." He smiled. "I made them myself."

"Oh...the famous Colonel Jack O'Neill makes pancakes? Wait until I tell the rest of SG-1." I followed Jack into the kitchen and sat down at the table.

"Yeah. A man's gotta eat. Don't tell Carter. I know Daniel and Teal'c won't want to try anything I make."

I smiled, "Ok."

Jack sat a plate down in front of me. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, and sausage were on the plate. He also poured me a glass of orange juice.

I picked up a fork and took the first bite of the pancakes. I looked directly at Jack after I pulled the fork out of my mouth. My eyes were wide open.

"What? What's wrong? Does it taste bad?"

"This is good Jack."

"Dammit Leslie! Why you scare me like that? It looked like you saw a ghost or something. Thank You." Jack smiled.

"Sorry Sir. I've never tasted cooking like this before."

Jack glared at me for calling him Sir.

"Sorry Jack."

Jack looked up at the clock. It was around 11:30 a.m. "Ready to fish?"

I drank my orange juice. "Yeah."

Jack and I walked out onto the patio. I looked out on the lawn. I was amazed at how beautiful it was. There was a large lawn with a garden full of flowers. Young and mature trees of mixed varieties surrounded the garden. Butterflies were everywhere. The lake was glistening from the wind blowing a small, slight breeze.

Jack handed me a fishing pole. "Know how to use one of these?"

I chuckled. "I think so Jack."

Jack and I got some chairs and sat out on the dock. Jack showed me how to throw the line into the water. After about 10 minutes, I caught the first fish.

Jack narrowed his eyes at me. "Beginner's Luck."

I just sat there and giggled. I put the fish into the bucket filled with water. Jack and I were having a race to see who can catch the most fish. We were just sitting there for a while quietly listening to the birds chirping.

Jack broke the silence and said, "So...Captain..."

"Yes Sir?"

"Ok. I'm ordering you to call me Jack until we get back to the SGC."

"Yes Sir. I'll call you Jack."

Jack gave me another glare.

I giggled. "This is fun, Jack. I'm spending time with the commanding officer of SG-1. Mind if I come back to fish with you?"

Jack's eyebrows went up in shock. He had a fishing partner. "Yeah. Sure."

I smiled. I then sat back in my chair and closed my eyes. A small breeze was blowing against my skin.

Jack and I were just sitting there talking and talking while sitting there. When we were sitting there, I fell asleep. Jack chuckled at the light snore from me. Hours passed and Jack shook me awake.

I mumbled, "Hmm?"

" Wanna pack up and head inside?"

"Yeah. Sure." I nodded and stretched. "Time goes by fast when you're having fun. It's 5 in the afternoon. How many fish did you catch?"

"5. How many you have?"

"7."

Jack glared at me.

"Would you like to take one and say it was a tie?"

"Ok." He took a fish and then smiled.

I laughed.

We went back inside the cabin and put the fish in Jack's fish tank. I noticed the fish had previous holes in their gills. I chuckled slightly. I then ran off and took a quick shower. I then flopped onto the couch and fell fast asleep. Jack, on the other hand, was watching a game on TV in his room.