Chapter 8
"Are we there yet?"
"Yes" came the deep rumble from the Jaffa who had barely moved in the last 8 hours.
Jack, after slipping and sliding and finding that any and every position on the big white chair wrought havoc on his joints he resigned to lying flat out on his stomach on the floor finding it far more comfortable.
"Really?"
"Indeed, prepare for extreme deceleration."
"No, wai…"
Jack slid 20 yards across the floor and came to within 2 inches of kissing Teal'c's boots.
"…t."
If every muscle wasn't sore and tense before after the punishment on the chair then it certainly was now.
"I could not do as you asked O'Neill; if I had done so then we would not have arrived at our destination."
"What a shame that would have been." He mumbled , his voice dripping with sarcasm.
The Jaffa had long since learned not to answer to comments such as this.
It was at this moment that Sam chose to walk into the room.
"Sir? Are you alright?"
"Just peachy, Carter."
"How did you …Why…? I don't even want to know." She stepped delicately round the still prone body of her CO to talk to Teal'c. "I take it we will be arriving soon."
"Indeed, we will be arriving momentarily."
"Good"
"It'll be good to see Dad again." Came a muffled voice from the floor.
"Yeah but I want to check on Daniel too."
"He's a big boy; he can take care of himself." replied Jack.
"Well you're older and…" her voice dwindled.
"Care to finish that sentence Major?"
There was a slight pause before she replied "What sentence sir?"
" 'What sentence'? What do you mean 'what sentence'?"
"Well it wasn't a sentence was it sir?"
"Don't get smart with me; you're already too smart for your own good." He took a deep breath before going into a complicated explanation. "Well it wasn't really a sentence but a strange culmination of a phrase and a preposition thing. But a sentence must be finished in order to say that it was ended with a preposition so we'll never really know what it is. So now that we have discussed the finer points of your terrible grammar would you care to finish?" he said from his flat out position on the floor.
"No." she replied simply.
"Oy." He said heaving his shoulders off the floor and getting to his feet with a groan. His eyebrows were pulled into an angry looking frown, but the playful gleam in his eyes made such a frown redundant. "But you are right, as per usual."
"About what?" she challenged, a little too innocently.
"About Daniel. Despite all that play time he would be missing with his rocks and archaeologist buddies I thought he would want to be here."
"I also wish to enquire as to the whereabouts and well-being of Daniel Jackson."
As usual the Jaffa's words were short and to the point and no further conversation was needed until they greeted the Tok'ra.