A/N: I'm very, very sorry that i've been gone for a couple of weeks. Its not fair to you guys but i got caught up with uni and rugby and a whole lot of stuff but i'm back now and although this is short i have the next chapter in my head so its just about getting time to write it - hopefully within a few days or a week.

Everyone looked up with interest to see which floor Jack had sent the elevator to. When it stopped everyone followed as Jack led them to..

"The commissary, Jack?"

"It is indeed time for our mid-day meal."

"Sir, perhaps you should put Matt down now."

"I'm sorry, Carter. You're right…T wanna help?"

"Indeed." The large man picked the boy off O'Neill and effortlessly slung him across his own shoulder in a fireman's lift.

"I don't think that's quite what she had in mind." Matt complained.

"Hey, you should be grovelling here, kiddo."

"I'm sorry! How many more times do I have to say it?"

"Always once more, knowing Jack." Daniel supplied.

"Yes, well…shall we?" Jack held the door open and the troupe entered, followed by a roomful of stares. Teal'c dropped his charge in a chair by the wall and sat next to him, preventing him from going anywhere. O'Neill, he noticed, had disappeared into the kitchen and Daniel Jackson, Colonel Carter, Lieutenant Thomas and Rachael Carter were getting food. Thomas went to talk to some guard friends, Colonel Carter and Rachael sat at the table across the aisle from Teal'c and Matt. Daniel sat beside them.

Sam, for the most part, went along with what was happening. She wondered what her brother would think of all this and smiled. Mark was so serious sometimes – part of the Carter disposition, and seemed to have passed that onto his kids. A little O'Neill humour would do them no harm. Just then, Jack emerged from the kitchen with a plate in one hand and his own tray in the other. He put the plate down in front of Matt, and indicated to Teal'c that he should now go and get his own food. Rachael Carter, Teal'c noted, was still giggling and he smiled inwardly.

Matthew Carter looked down at the plate of green suspiciously, then up at the General sitting eating next to him. "What is this?"

Jack paused with his fork halfway to his mouth – this mashed potato was good!

"Cabbage. Raw cabbage."

"Oh, no! That stuff's way gross!"

"Apparently the rest of the base thought so too, which is why we'll have plenty more for you tomorrow." Jack continued eating, oblivious to the stares the young teen was throwing towards him. Teal'c came and sat down opposite Matt, directing a few stares of his own at the boy.

"Can you stop doing that please?" Teal'c didn't blink an eye. He tried again, "Aunt Sam?"

"Sorry Matt, you did break General O'Neill's playstation." Matthew sighed and looked longingly down at Teal'c plateful of tasty food and the two desserts sitting on Jack's tray just waiting to be eaten.

"Well?" Jack asked him. Matt looked up at Teal'c again and the still unblinking stare finally broke him. The teen sighed in resignation, picked up his fork and stabbed piece of crinkly green leaf. Reluctantly he put it in his mouth and Jack watched in satisfaction as Matt screwed up his eyes at the taste the swallowed quickly. Everyone watching – the entire commissary in fact, could see he was about to give up.

"Don't forget Matt, I do know your Grandpa Jacob."

"You really are that Jack, aren't you?"

"The one and only!" He declared, grinning proudly at Sam who merely rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders apologetically at her nephew. As Matt, with difficulty, commenced eating, Jack smiled and put another forkful of mashed potatoes and gravy in his mouth. Revenge was definitely a dish best served cold.

Yes its slightly weird but i'm trying to be original here!

I know you guys want more Sam-Jack stuff and you want Jacob to meet the kids so before you all go yelling at me, i promise its coming up soon.