Title: Camping Can Be Fun

Author: spacegypsy1

Rating: Teen +
Category: Action/Adventure/Romance
Season: After Season 10
Featured Character(s): Jack, Sam, Daniel, Vala, Teal'c, Mitchell
Pairings: D/V and J/S

Warnings: not really, may get slightly risqué.

A/N: From Marishal's story idea! Thanks Mari.

Thanks to the reviewers – more voices in my head food!!!

Synopsis: Mitchell's story lands Vala into the hands of the Murdering hook man. Rain lands Jack in Sam's tent.

Chapter Three: It Was A Dark And Stormy Night

A light drizzle started not an hour after they all settled in the tents. Jack was snoring.

Water dripped in through the hole in the top of the tent; right above Daniel's head. He quietly gathered his sleeping bag, left the tent and after folding down the seats, crawled into the SUV and fell instantly into a deep sleep.

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Vala couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, waking Sam up several times.

"Vala," Sam's sleepy voice spoke across the pitch blackness, "Daniel's the kindest person I know. You can just look into his eyes to see how bad he feels."

"I know. But it still hurt." Vala unzipped her sleeping bag and stood. She gathered the bag and the pillow she'd brought along and moved towards the entrance.

"Where are you going?" Sam asked, concerned.

"I'm going to sleep in the car. I'll keep you awake all night."

"No you won't. I'm fine."

"Yes, I will."

"Okay, but if you want to come back, don't worry about waking me up. I'll know it's you."

With a sniffle Vala ducked out the doorway. She stood a moment in the dark drizzling rain trying to figure out where the damned SUV was parked. A distant flash of lightening reflected on the chrome straight across from where she stood. Vala dashed out into the night.

She'd left the flashlight somewhere in the tent. Feeling her way across the car she found the back door, opening it. At first she was disoriented trying to crawl in, until she realized the back seat had been folded down. How convenient. Crawling into her sleeping bag, she fluffed her slightly damp pillow and stuffed it under her head. It didn't take her five minutes to fall asleep.

The deluge of rain pummeled the roof of the car, waking Vala. Thunder roared and lightening split the sky. And someone, or something was in the vehicle with her. She went deathly still. A bear could have gotten in – she'd seen that commercial on television. Heart pounding she fought to control her frightened breath. The creature stirred, moved closer behind her, threw a paw across her.

Lightening flashed, illuminating the interior.

It wasn't a bear. A man's hand, palm flat, rested on her abdomen. Mitchell had told the story of the murdering hook man last night around the camp fire. Vala's eyes went round. What if the other hand was a hook? She couldn't move, she couldn't scream. She could barely breathe as fear overtook her.

The murdering hook man mumbled, snuggled up closer to her back, nuzzled her neck.

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Jack's sleeping bag sat in a puddle in the leaking tent. He made a mad rush in the heavy downpour, sloshing across the sloppy mud, to the tent closest to him and burst through the opening.

Sam sat up with a gasp.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya."

"Jack?"

"Carter?"

Jack turned the flash light on, holding it under his chin, it's eerie yellow light shining up his face. "It's me." He turned the beam to scan Carter, moving on the empty spot beside her and once again, the light came back to shine into her face.

Sam put a hand up to block the brightness from her eyes.

"Where's the spacemouseketeer?"

Sam brought her hand down to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. "In the SUV," she mumbled from behind the hand.

"Oh, shit!"

"What?"

"So's Daniel." A bolt of lightening, instantly followed by a boom of rolling thunder sent Jack scurrying. "Crap." He dropped the flashlight.

"What are you doing here?" Sam spoke through the darkness as Jack settled on the floor beside her.

"Our tent sprung a leak. My sleeping bag is three inches under water." He heard her soft laugh, the zipper of her sleeping bag, the rustle of her movement. "Come on, it's safe and dry in here."

"Safe? I don't think so," he slipped in beside her. "It's a little crowded in here."

"Shh, go to sleep." She turned her back to him.

He turned his back to her, "yeah, right. Sleep. Like that's gonna happen."

"Goodnight, sir." It was a thinly disguised order, from Col Samantha Carter to General Jack O'Neill.

Next Chapter: The Murdering Hook Man. The Murdering Hook Man tries to patch things up, Vala is unforgiving. Teal'c pegs the couple right. Mitchell gets the Vala flirty treatment. And Camp Counselor Jack and Camper Sam have a moment.