Author's Note: So... yeah, kind of disappeared there, didn't I? Lets just say I've had a really busy year and leave it at that. I do apologise to all of you dissapointed by the fact that this story just stopped, but i'm thinking of trying to get it going again so this is a short experimental chapter to see what you all think about that. To all my old, loyal readers your thoughts on that would be really good. (Or those that were loyal until I uncerimoniously disappeared into a thick ear!) To any new readers I may acquire, your thoughts and input are just as important and if you think its nonsense please say so, just be nice about it, OK?

Janet's Office, The Infirmary.

"He WHAT?"

"He found my vibrator."

Janet smirked, snorted, then finally burst out laughing.

"Oh I wish I could have seen his face."

"I don't! He told me about it in the car this morning…after we kissed."

"So you kissed? Big deal – no one cares! You guys are the masters at ignoring this stuff."

"I don't know if I'm supposed to be flattered or offended."

"A little of both? Come on Sam, what's the problem? Well, you two probably do get the prize for worst relationship." Janet paused for a moment for dramatic effect. "You know Sam, one or both of you should probably write all of this down one day. When we're all old and retired and living some boring happily ever after life, I'm sure we could all use a few laughs."

"Janet, I'm going to need copious amounts of alcohol before I can so much as look at General O'Neill again."

"God! I can so relate to that!"

"Janet?"

"…Daniel."

"What?! How did I not know about this?!"

"That's what I said! Apparently he's crazy about me. I mean, when did that happen?"

"Oh please, you've been crushing on him for about 2 years now."

"Yeah, but I never expected him to reciprocate! There I was happily wondering along in my own little bubble-world having a one-sided and totally imagined, non-complicated, no-strings-attatched, unrequited, non-existent relationship and to be quite honest I'd kind of gotten used to that – and then he has to go and ask me out to dinner."

"You're basing all this on a dinner date?"

"It was more, 'Janet, I'm crazy about you.' But yeah, he asked me out to dinner."

"And you said…?"

"'I'll see you at seven.'"

"Did he kiss you?"

"A peck on the check. God! Its so cliché."

"Janet, at least you guys are allowed to have a relationship."

"I can't believe I kissed him."

You said he kissed you."

"Yeah, well… I might have kissed him back. Just a little bit."

"And then…?"

"And then he blushed – which is cute – and he smiled and pushed up his glasses and said he's see me tonight. And then he left the base for Jack's."

Jack's House

Daniel watched them drive away and closed the door with relief. God, who would have picked Sam as the over-bearing maternal type? He had got on well with Matt and Rachael yesterday and they had seemed like nice kids then – surely they couldn't have turned into monsters overnight! She was being paranoid for nothing, he was sure of it and it didn't matter that Teal'c couldn't be here cause he, Daniel, was a grown adult. In fact he was kind of a step-father himself although Oma seemed to have done most of the work on that one. Still, it was a sort of a precedent. First though was coffee, and since the kids were in the kitchen already he could watch them at the same time. This was easy. He could do this. As soon as he got caffeined up would be good to go.

"Good morning Rachael, good morning Matt."

"Good morning Daniel."

"Good morning Daniel."

The replied politely, only looking up briefly from their breakfast.

"Any left?"

"Sure. Want me to put some toast on?"

Daniel looked at Matt in surprise. Yep, he still looked like a teenager.

"Well if you're offering…"

"Anytime." Matt smiled politely and got up to make toast and set a place for Daniel to join them. Rachael, having finished her fruit loops, decided it was time to add her opinion.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Its bad not to have breakfast, Uncle Danny." Getting scolded by a nine year old? Lord help him!

"I know but I was kind of in a hurry this morning. I slept in."

Daniel started pottering about the kitchen.

"Are you making coffee Uncle Danny? Cause mum says too much coffee isn't good for you."

"I know that, I'm just tired."

"Dad always puts on coffee when he hasn't had enough sleep. Mum gets annoyed sometimes but I think that's really cause she doesn't like it that he works so much."

"Well, I did sort of work late last night."

"Is that's why Aunt Sam and Jack aren't together, right? Cause they both work so much?"

"Uh, well…"

"Rachael! You can't just ask that! He might tell them!!"

"No, its ok. I guess none of us on base has much of a social life.

Jack sat back in his chair as Walter finally left and closed the door. If he had anything to do with anything today he would be shutting himself up in here and working furiously on those new off-world tactical training exercises he'd been putting off.

ring

No. Absolutely not.

ring

Jack picked up the red phone – very reluctantly.

"JACK! How are you?"

"Hello, Mister President."

"Everything ok?"

"Yes, sir. Everything is just great. Siler says the gate should be ready in a couple of days."

"That's good, Jack. Listen, I was thinking since it's a quiet week for you maybe you want to come over and watch the ice hockey."

"Mister President-"

"There'd be beer! Come on Jack, I'll send you my helicopter. You'll love it."

"Actually sir, I'm a bit busy this week."

"I suppose I could come to Colorado. I don't think my security team would like it but I'm sure I could wrangle them into letting me come visit. Then again, my schedule is pretty tight."

"Sir-"

"Why don't I call you tomorrow after I've talked to the Secret Service."

"President Hayes-"

"Don't worry, Jack. I'll buy the beer. I'll speak to you tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

'Great', though Jack, 'This day just keeps getting better and better.'

Author's Note: Whether I try to finish this or not is mostly up to whether people want me to or not. I know I'm completely, hopelessly unreliable but I will make an effort if people want me to.