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: None
A/N: Thanks MariShal, story goddess, and MariShal and Supershipper, betas extraordinaire.
Synopsis: Chapter Nine: The Swimming Hole. Some bikinis befuddle the boys. Daniel makes some water playing mistakes regarding Vala. Sam tries to drown Jack, Mitchell shows off, but it's Teal'c who wins the day!
Chapter Nine: The Swimming Hole
"It's not for swimming," Jack griped as Vala, in the smallest bikini he had ever seen, waded in. "It's for fishing," he added quietly watching her hips disappear into the stream. He hadn't even notice the bruises on her chest.
"Ahhh. It's cold and my skin is on fire." Vala sank down bringing her shoulders under the gratefully cooling water.
"Hi, Sir," Sam sauntered past, her bikini, though not as skimpy as Vala's was no less provocative.
"Son of a bitch." He slapped both hands to his face, covering his eyes in hopes that they would not pop out of his head. He didn't even notice the scratches on her back.
Jack, leaving his fishing equipment where it lay, turned on his heels and marched back to camp. There he found the other three, sitting on the picnic bench staring sightless in the direction of the stream.
Mitchell finally shook his head, and with mouth still agape wandered off towards the water. Teal'c and Daniel raced to catch up with him.
"Son of a bitch!" Jack slammed his hands on his hips and spoke to the dead fire. "This isn't camping and it isn't fishing!" It only took him another minute to once again turn on his heels and wander back the way he came.
The men pretended to fish. The women floated, swam, frolicked. The men pretended not to notice. The women pretended to not notice how they noticed.
"Men will be boys." Sam commented, relaxing in the cooling water.
Vala suddenly stood straight up. "Samantha?"
"Hmmm?" Sam floated nearby.
"Do fish bite?"
"Sometimes, why?"
"Because something is nibbling at my heels."
"They won't hurt you."
Vala shuffled her feet and stood waiting.
Nothing happened. Looking to the bank she noticed Daniel missing. Well, she'd just wait until he returned to get out. After all she wasn't going to waste the good money – his credit card money – that she'd spent on this, oh so perfect bikini.
"You know, it amazes me."
"What?" Sam's lazy voice drifted across the water.
"How these tiny pieces of fabric cost more than an entire outfit."
Sam laughed. "I know what you mean."
With a squeak, Vala lifted her ankle off the bottom of the stream. "There it is again. That nibbling."
"Just ignore…."
Vala screamed and disappeared beneath the surface. Sam jolted, fighting to stand up. "Vala! Jack! Help! Something has …."
Vala and Daniel burst to the surface. She was choking and spitting, he was laughing his head off!
"That was not funny, Daniel." Sam's heart was still beating crazy.
"You say somethin' Carter." Jack called, laughing, from the bank.
She glared at him. He stopped laughing.
Vala turned on Daniel and by the look in his eye, Sam could see he immediately saw the flaw in his plan. Vala was going to kill him.
Vala leaped up and forward, taking the heel of her hand to his chin, getting a rewarding grunt, and pushed his head underwater with her other hand.
He came up sputtering. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just playing!" He spun around trying to find her. Although he had removed his shirt, socks and shoes, he still wore jeans. The weight was hampering his retreat process.
She came out of nowhere, from behind, pushing him under again. This time when he came up she was on his shoulders, leg locking his head. He'd been here before. Not a good place to be. He dove frontward, rewarded by her sudden squeal.
Daniel was a strong swimmer and he sliced through the water like a champion. When he got as close to the bank as he could; he stood. Her hand went into the waistband of his pants and she yanked him backwards.
Mitchell and Teal'c watched from the bank.
"I believe, ColonelMitchell, this to be as entertaining as the mud wrestling I once attended."
"Indeed?" Mitchell quipped.
Sam noticed Jack missing. She swam to the bank, stood ankle deep and watched for him. But she never expected him to come from behind. In one movement, he slammed into her, locked his arms around her, and twisted to take her back, kicking and screaming, into the water.
Mitchell was studying the trees near the water. "I'm goin' for the rope."
"You intend to tie them up?"
"No," he pointed to the large branch that snaked out over the water. "I intend to tie it up."
Teal'c raised a brow in question.
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With rope in hand, Mitchell shimmied up the tree, across the large branch and tied the rope. He dropped it in the water right in front of Daniel, who ignored it momentarily, keeping an eye out for his assailant. She was helping Sam drown Jack.
Daniel took the end of the rope to the bank. "You first." He told Mitchell. Teal'c came over to observe, thoroughly intrigued. Mitchell stripped of his shirt, shoes and socks. Taking the rope, he backed up, found the tree stump he'd spotted earlier, stepped up, grabbed the rope higher and swung out over the water. He let go a little too soon and almost landed right on top of Vala.
"Whoa! Now that's what I'm talkin' about!"
Daniel went next. Teal'c observed, watching carefully.
Vala wanted to try it next. Hilarious disaster ensued. Unable to hold on long enough, she landed belly first beside Daniel.
When she popped up out of the water she glared at Daniel, "that is the most ridiculous idea!"
"Oh, I guess it's a guy thing." He smirked, wagging his head back and forth.
Vala snatched the rope and hips swaying tried again. This time she landed directly on her target.
"You could have broken my neck!" Daniel shoved his hand through his hair.
"Oh, I guess it's a girlie thing." She tossed the rope, slapping him in the face with the wet end.
"Quit it!" He rubbed his stinging cheek.
"I still hate you!" Vala left the water, turned, hands on hips and sent a deadly menacing look across to him. She adjusted the miniscule bikini bottoms, popping the side strings, and with squinted eyes gave him a childish look.
"Hey, T." Jack called, "it's your turn."
"O'Neill, I must agree with ValaMalDoran. I participated in this event as a child. It does not appear to be very challenging."
Vala stood behind the Jaffa, making 'talking too much' gestures with her hands.
"Aw, come on Teal'c" Mitchell dared, "You mean I can do something better than you?"
One brow raised. Teal'c removed his shirt. Everyone stopped to watch him. He removed his boots. Mitchell grinned. He removed his socks. Taking the rope in hand he retreated as far into the woods as possible. No one moved. When he began to run, it was if he was running up the rope. Right before the stump, he took a leap, launched off the stump, jumped higher on the rope and propelled himself forward. He sailed clear across the stream. Mid stream, the rope swung back without him, he seemed to hover, before he twisted, flipped and dove into the water.
Coming through the surface of the water almost instantly, he swam until his feet touched bottom, then walked up to the shore.
"Well. I guess that's it for me." Mitchell trudged out of the water downhearted.
"Muscles, that was absolutely amazing!" Vala shrugged her shoulders in glee.
Teal'c bowed his head.
"I'm hungry." Sam said making her way to the shoreline.
STOP! WARNING S P O I L E R S BELOW!!!
Next: Chapter Ten: Camp Wacko. Jell-o Shots - need I say more? It definitely gets Wacko at Camp. Sam creates havoc with her 'better than cake' after dinner delight. A tipsy Daniel and Vala lip lock by the fire, Mitchell sings (sort of), Teal'c remains standing – ever observant, and Jack wakes up confused in Sam's tent, yet again, but this time she's wearing his shirt.
