Under the Microscope - part 6

Okay, I know this is a very very short chapter - I split it all into chapters before I started, taking into account how a chapter should flow ... and clearly I screwed up somehow because this one ended up tiny. Tell you what, I'll post two today. Don't say I never do anything for you!

Enjoy!


D - Jack?

J - Daniel?

D - Still pissed at Mickey?

J - You heard about that, did you?

D - She told me herself. She was really worried and guilty about it. I think she's currently grovelling to Sam for forgiveness.

J - I hope Carter's giving her hell.

D - Awww, come on, she just got a bit carried away.

J - She had a go at Sam just for trying to stop us arguing! Then she had a go at me for defending Sam! And she did it in such a way that I'm not sure whether she was calling me old or implying I have inappropriate feelings for my 2IC. Either way I'm pissed at her.

D - She's really sorry.

J - Why do you always have to be the peacemaker?

D - It's what I'm good at.

J - Daniel?

D - Yeah?

J - How old would you say I look?

D - Why?

J - It's what we were arguing about. She said I look about 50. Probably as a joke, but, you know.

D - You don't look 50. More like 40.

J - Carter said late thirties.

D - Yeah, well that's Sam, isn't it.

J - What's that supposed to mean?

D - Umm, nothing.

J - Daniel . . .

D - Just that she's not exactly impartial, is she? She sees you differently to, the average person, shall we say.

J - Daniel, if you're driving at what I think you're driving at, then do yourself a favour and shut up now.

D - Okeydokey. See you later!

J - Daniel!


Hope you liked it!

Beka :-)