Chapter Sixteen
Work It

Author's Note: I had fun with this chapter. I put a bit of innuendo in it (not that kind), but most readers will get the bottom part. The hotdog part is dedicated to our new family dog. My Bio teacher is so obnoxious too, so I had Jack make a snarky comment.

Disclaimer: If I owned Stargate, well, it'd be a whole lot different then it is during this season.

Spoilers: S7 Fragile Balance

LUNCH – SG-1

"Pass the ketchup will ya, Daniel? I want to eat the hotdog before it becomes a colddog." Jack said as he watched Daniel spill the contents of the bottle onto his lunch. Daniel handed it to him a moment later.

"So, has anyone gotten anywhere with the investigation yet besides me?" Sam asked casually as she twirled salad around her fork. "I've been looking over files of new students here through the computer network. We got ourselves at least ten different kids."

"Yeah, Carter, how exactly did you manage to do that?" Jack asked sarcastically as he watched Sam respond with a sly smile on her face. "Wait, don't tell me. Illegal permissions?"

"What you don't know will never hurt you, sir."

Reverting to the original topic, Teal'a added, "Indeed, I have been observant of the behavior of the occupants as well. I have noted on separate occasions an exchange of cigarettes and currency as well as a male student looking through an odd magazine of sorts. I am curious as to what this book is about." He looked at Sam when he brought up the mysterious book.

"Um, T, what did it look like?" a hesitant Jack asked.

"It contained visual images of what appeared to be Tauri mating rituals. Is it a manual of cultural activities?" he responded. Sam and Daniel exchanged a glance before they both started laughing hard enough to choke. Jack was immediatley aware of what type of magazine Teal'c had been explaining, and finding it hard to keep stolid himself, he joined in. For a few minutes, Teal'c just sat at the table with his eyebrow raised. Finally, composing herself and wiping the tears away from her eyes, Sam answered his question.

"Murray, that's not a cultural activity book. It is not accepted by all of society. It has pictures of mating rituals, but men get…er..pleasure from viewing it." she explained as her face gradually turned a deep red. Jack and Daniel looked a little uncomfortable themselves.

"Alright kids, um we were talking about progress on the case, right? I may be able to check out some school records if you can get me a list of names, Sam." the colonel quickly put in to avoid anymore awkwardness. Thinking about that kind of stuff with Carter near him, led to very inappropriate thoughts.

"Yessir. I will make a list for you tonight when I find out the remainder of the new students."

"Good. Let's get moving campers. Wouldn't want to upset our dear biology teacher, now would we?" Jack asked sarcastically as he pushed his chair in, and dumped his tray in the trash. The others followed suit, and quickly went to their 5th period classes.

BIOLOGY-JACK

"Jack, what is the basic difference between prokaryotic and eukaryotic organisms?"

"Um, cell walls, right Mrs. Ryan?" Jack answered.

"Yes. Which is which?" the teacher asked again.

"Prokayotes have cell walls, and eukaryotes don't. Humans are eukaryotes, and plants are prokaryotes." he responded. He really hoped all this was right.

"Good job." she said before she came down on another classmate. This science stuff was pretty damn hard. He wished he could have been in an astronomy class instead of Biology. This class sucked, and at least the sky had special meaning to him. Carter had taught him a lot about space; she wasn't only hot, and good in the field. He mentally slapped himself for thinking about how she looked, but she was pretty, he could say that right? He didn't know, and he didn't really care right then because that thought had already had an effect on him. Adolescent embarassment reminded him why he wasn't fond of his teenage years. He hoped the "problem" would be gone before he had to get up from behind his desk, and go to his next class, but when the bell rang ten minutes later, he was still in a bind. He fumbled around a textbook in his backpack, and held it awkwardly in front of his pants. Trying to walk casually, he nearly tripped over Carter who was waiting in the hall for him.

"Sir-Jack, I really need to borrow your history text. Can I? I will give it back to you at the end of the day." she asked desperately.

"Um, yeah sure. Open up my bag, and see if it's there."

"Your holding it, sir."

"Carter, will you please try to stop calling me sir? And I'm using this book right now.'

"Don't mind me for asking, but Daniel said geometry is your last class period. Could I borrow it then?" she literally begged.

Running out of excuses, he said, "Fine. Give me another book though." She took out a book. He quickly removed his textbook, and madly grabbed the book she offered. He was turning beet red from embarrassment. Sam looked extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry…if I had known I would've asked someone else…" she trailed off as Jack interrupted her.

"It's fine, and I wouldn't exactly have come out, and announced that to you. Just go, please." With awkward silence, she left him in the hallway for her next class.