A bit later in Daniel's office...
Today was turning out to be one great big mess for Daniel Jackson. For every one translation he finished it seemed like another three took its place during the past few weeks. He really did need someone around here other than himself that could speak, write and translate Asgard but he was the only one that currently worked for the SGC, he wished Landry would give him time enough to train what precious few linguists that worked for the SGC in at least basic Asgard, that would help him a little. And sure Vala had tried her best to help him with the workload, bless her wicked little heart, but she ran off some time ago to finish her report. Things would've gone a lot smoother earlier, if his pile of work hadn't been accidentally knocked over earlier. Thankfully that had been the stack of translations and reports he'd already finished this week so they were already bound in covers, if it had been his unfinished pile it would've taken days to sort everything out again. Days that he would've been reburied in translations all over again and that's the last thing he needed or wanted. At around noon or so he had already made a sizable dent in his work since waking up in his office earlier.
He hadn't meant to spend the night here, but time had slipped away from him last night and before he knew it, it was already 0235 in the morning. He'd sacked out on a spare bunk he'd left in his office for nights such as that, until the alarm on his watch woke him from his dreams. A quick shower, a change of on-base BDU's and two cups of coffee later and he was off again with his translations. The coffee had been awful but it kept him going. It wasn't Sumatra Mandehling or the normal blend the SGC usually got ('Landry must've ordered the cheap stuff this month.' Daniel thought.) but it would have to do for now. A few hours later and he'd finally managed to whittle his work down to the last two small translations in the 'in' box and it was an hour to quitting time. Daniel sat for a few moments contemplating whether or not he could finish at least one of them before he signed out of the Mountain and considering possibly after signing out, indulging in his favorite habit. He thought to himself, 'Yeah, why the hell not? I haven't touched the ice since that incident with Ben nearly four months ago anyway.' He also thought of asking Vala to come along with him, thinking that she may like to get out of the mountain as much as he would. A grin blossomed on his face, as he recalled how Mr. Parker at the rink had promptly booted Marley out on his ass over three months ago. At least Mr. Parker's description of it anyway, while he'd been waiting for Carolyn in the rink office. He opened up his desk drawer but before he could search for his contacts (which incidentally Teal'c had crept into his office and took them while Daniel was taking his shower) a knock sounded from the doorway.
As he still contemplated both folders he didn't hesitate in answering the door with a sharp, "Come in, doors open!" while not bothering to look up from his desk. Taking hold of one folder he opened it and pulled it towards him, or at least that what he tried to do when a hand landed squarely on top of it. "What the..." Daniel looked up at the owner of the feminine hand there stood Vala Mal Doran dressed in her civilian clothes looking like she was about to head to the surface. "Vala what are you doing? I can get at least one more translation started before I..." was as far as Daniel got before Vala interrupted him. "Oh no you don't! You've been working far too hard these past several weeks. So we decided an intervention was needed on your behalf." "Inter...what? Vala no.. you..." but that was when another voice joined the conversation, "No way Danny-boy. I've heard you've been buried in this office like one of those tombs you're so fond of, for quite a few weeks now." Somehow without his notice Jack and the rest of SG-1 and Louis Feretti (surprisingly enough everyone else was in their civvies as well) had all invaded his office while he had had his back turned talking to Vala. Daniel just stared at him, "Excuse me? Jack? Just what in the hell is going on? I thought you were in D.C.? And what the hell are you doing here Feretti? I thought you retired from the SGC when I ascended the first time?"
"I practically invited them here. Well, General O"Neill invited himself over really, said he needed some time off anyway." Sam said with a faint gleam in her eyes that Daniel couldn't identify but he knew that's he'd seen somewhere before. "He called to check up on SG-1, and when I told him that you'd all but entombed yourself in this office..." That was where Jack came in to explain more. "And then I called Lou to see how he'd like to meet up at the Mountain with SG-1 and save our favorite archaeologist from being buried alive by his translations." The former CO's of SG-1 and SG-2 stood side by side. Jack looking like a little kid with a brand new toy at the thought of...well...whatever he was thinking. Who knew what was going on though Jack's head at any given time? But Daniel knew he was in trouble when Jack and Lou broke out into identical mischievous grins, the ones that Daniel knew so well. The ones they used when they knew that someone was about to be blindsided by something.
"Oh hell no. No. NO! Whatever you guys have planned I...I want no part of it. I'm almost done with work and...I...I...have plans already." Daniel tried to worm his way out of doing whatever this motley bunch had planned for him, because seriously he just wanted some alone time that didn't include work for once. "Plans? Got a hot date you're keeping from us Jackson?" Mitchell was now grinning ear to ear, it was then that Daniel's blush from pink to an almost sunburned red. "W..what? Date? No, no, no...no date. I was...just planning on going home, ordering some pizza and curling up the last four months of archeology journals for a good laugh." Daniel faked a smile as he lied like a rug to his current and former teammates. Vala only teased him as she adjusted her purple sweater. "But of course Daniel would say that Mitchell. Seeing as the last date he went on, she ended up being swiped up from underneath his nose while he was waiting on the drinks."
Daniel winced slightly as Cam, Jack and Lou snickered and all Teal'c did was raise that eyebrow of his and smirked. "Th...that was not a date, Vala. That was...that was a thank you dinner. As I've mentioned before...repeatedly." By now the red blush that had been coloring his face had now reached his ears and neck, he knew he really shouldn't rise to the bait every time. He'd barely stuttered, something he rarely did nowadays and only two things could cause normally cause it if he did: #1 If he was nervous or #2 Whenever he was really excited about something. Right now it was reason #1, and damnit he hadn't even stuttered during his confrontation with Ben three and a half months ago! These five got to him in no way a bully, an ascended being, the Doci, the System Lords, Anubis, the RepliCarter or even Adria ever could, and it was downright frightening at times! "Look guys I appreciate the thought but really..." Lou this time butting into Daniel's verbal train of thought, "Doc, you've been pushing yourself too hard for far too long, and now we're here to drag you from work, kicking and screaming if we have to. It can wait 'til later." Daniel's only response was to look down at the two folders still on his desk before looking up again. "But General Landry..."
"You have no choice in the matter, DanielJackson. GeneralLandry has already approved of our decision wholeheartedly. You will be following me to the locker area so that you may change into your civilian clothing and that we may leave the SGC. After that we will be goat-resting you for the rest of the evening." Teal'c stated this as he would any other fact; there simply wasn't any way out of this now. If Teal'c told you to do something, you did it, or risk being knocked out cold by your favorite Jaffa and being dragged out to do whatever he and the others had planned anyway. Feretti grinned and patted Teal'c's shoulder, "Don't ya mean kidnapping, big guy?" Teal'c's expression turned to that of slight bemusement. "Is that not what I just said LouFeretti?" "Hmmm kidnapping isn't quite the term I'd use for him. It doesn't exactly fit him now does it though?" Vala asked as she sauntered over to Daniel, studying him as if he were the most fascinating piece of treasure she had ever laid her eyes upon. "Now Daniel-napping sounds like more fun to me." She grinned at him as she scrubbed her hand though his slightly longer than usual hair. "Now get a move on Darling," she grinned as she playfully slapped his backside with a rolled up magazine she had in hand, "before they decide to let me help you to change instead. After all I still do owe you for undressing me on the Prometheus."
Daniel mumbled. "I was a total gentleman the entire time. That and it was the only way to get you out of the zat-absorbing, super-soldier armor so that I could zat you if I needed to.", as he became rather interested in his boots all of a sudden before making his way to the doorway. "Alright fine, I'm going! Lead the way Teal'c, before they decide on what I should wear too." Teal'c followed him close behind keeping a light but secure grip on his upper-arm to prevent him from escaping, with everybody else on their six. "When he's done T, bring him up to the surface we're taking Lou's van...and make sure he wears something blue." Jack teased as he and the others split off to head to the elevator. Daniel was muttering curses under his breath in Ancient in Jack's direction (Who knew that the Ancients had such potty mouths? Though admittedly he learned them from the last time Jack had gotten his head sucked by the Repository of Knowledge.) as he was gently dragged along to their locker room.
It took next to no time at all to change into the only clothes that had hung in his locker, a pair of stylishly-faded, and obviously new, blue jeans and an ice blue sweater. He swore he's never seen these pieces of clothing in his life. "They must've taken my things and left these. What was wrong with my green sweater?", he mumbled to himself as the pulled at his new sweater, slightly uncomfortable with the snugger fit than his other older looser one. Although they (whoever they were) had mercifully left him his leather jacket, seeing as he loved that thing and not even under pain of death could he be parted with it. After he shaved Daniel gave himself a glance over in the mirror once was dressed in his casual clothes and went to leave the locker room, where Teal'c was standing. He had slipped his jacket and glasses on without a thought but when he moved to leave Teal'c stayed rooted to the spot, his only explanation was to hand Daniel his contact lenses. Judging from Teal'c's expression he could tell that that the big Jaffa wasn't going to budge until Daniel put them in. That and the fact that Teal'c just lifted his glasses off of his nose and ears gently and slid them into their case and the proceeded to hand Daniel his contacts. Daniel sighed in total submission and went back to the mirror, but only after mumbling that he wasn't a child who needed to have his clothing laid out for him.
Moments later, he and Teal'c were on the surface and making their way towards Feretti's van. Before he could even get step foot inside though he was assaulted by the sounds of wolf whistles from all directions in the parking lot, especially from the grinning nurses who were just getting off duty. He blushed as he knew that these jeans were a little tighter than the ones he normally wore, he absently wondered just who was in charge of his wardrobe for the night Sam or Vala. He looked around and noticed that not all of whistles came from the nurses but nearly every occupant of the van except for Vala who just gave him a small smile in barely concealed appreciation. "Right. Very funny guys. Now will somebody tell me where were going and just why Teal'c took away my glasses away from me?", he pouted shamelessly as he stepped inside the van and sat down in the only free seat that was between Sam and Vala. "Because in what we'll be doing Doc, there's a very real chance they could slip off your nose and get broken and I'm sure you don't want buy new ones all over again." Lou said it with almost certainty, as if Daniel were still the klutz as he'd first discovered while on Abydos. "After all it took you forever to find a new pair that suited you when they stopped making your old frames." Vala grinned and patted his knee. "That and I must say as much as I adore those new frames on you Daniel, there's a lot of other people who'd rather see those gorgeous eyes of yours instead." Daniel was barely able to fight off a blush but also he was getting a bit suspicious, why would his glasses fall off?
He didn't really have much time to ponder the question when Sam whipped out a blindfold from seemingly out of nowhere and quickly tied it around his eyes, making sure he couldn't see. "Don't you guys think this is just a little too over the top?" Daniel whined as he felt the van start up, and he tried to tug off the blindfold. Even as he tried though he felt a hand slap his. "Not on your life, Sunshine. If you knew where we're taking you'd probably attempt to jump from a moving vehicle." He could almost feel Cam grinning as another hand scruffed his hair, this one decidedly male. The next sound he heard was a kick landing somewhere and a yelp that sounded like Cam, other than that the spent the rest of the trip talking although carefully avoiding the topic of their destination. In fact they were cheerfully chattering about just what Feretti had missed since he'd retired. Much to Daniel's bane, the main topic was how he and Vala first met, and then their adventures (with Cam and Teal'c) once they met up again at the SGC up until the time about the first Ori supergate. He didn't know what made Lou laugh harder; his reaction to Vala in the supersoldier suit and helmet flirting shamelessly with him or the Mitchell describing Daniel's wriggling hips in those leather pants that Vala made him wear when they visited Arlos. He'd sent a soundly-placed kick to where Cam's voice was, eliciting another startled yelp from the younger Colonel. But that proved to be the wrong thing to do, as both women smacked him upside the head at the same time. Yep, he was in hell already.