This bunny originally came knocking when I was working on my "Letters to Pegasus" series. I tried to make it a letter from either Daniel or Jack to Elizabeth but it just didn't work. It's much better, I think, as a conversation between Daniel and Jack. While it doesn't contain any Atlantis characters, it is about the Atlantis Expedition so I guess it could be considered a cross-over story.
A GOOD DEFENSE IS THE BEST OFFENSE
"Jack…"
"No, Daniel."
"Jack."
"No. One of the few benefits of being a general is that you don't have to explain your decisions," said O'Neill from behind his SGC desk.
"Jack, she deserves an explanation and I think you know that." He crossed his arms as O'Neill continued to ignore him. "What are you going to do, just have Colonel Everett hand her a piece of paper saying 'great job, don't need you anymore'?"
"Daniel, this is no longer just a scientific expedition to an Ancient city. It's Earth's first line of defense against the Wraith." Jack leaned forward. "And I'm here to tell ya, from the reports I've read, they're right up there with the Replicators and the Goa'uld.
"I know." Daniel uncrossed his arms and pushed his glasses up a little further on his nose. "They are rather terrifying, aren't they?"
"I wouldn't want to meet one in a dark alley, no." Jack went back to the report he had been reading before Daniel had arrived in his office.
"I understand why you need a bigger military presence on Atlantis..."
Jack sighed and put down the report.
"…Dr.Weir will too. She's not naïve. I'm just saying it would be nice if you actually took the time to explain why it was necessary. I've read the reports, she's done an extraordinary job there considering everything they've had to deal with. If you just replace her as leader without…"
"Okay okay okay. I'll think about it."
"Not one of those pithy memos either Jack. A real honest-to-goodness explanation."
Jack scrunched his face up in sarcastic disbelief. "Pithy?"
Daniel shrugged.
"Get out of here so I can finish this report."
"Thanks, Jack. You're doing the right thing."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm a real sweetheart," he said, waving distractedly and picked up reading where he left off.
END