Chapter 3: Where's my artifact?
Daniel sighed. He hadn't been waiting that long outside Jack's quarters but he was in a hurry now to get what he came for, and the excitement that was growing in his stomach was getting unbearable. He lent against his friend's door and turned his head to look down the corridor. Finally, Jack appeared from around the corner. Daniel waved.
"Hey Jack, ah sorry to bother you but I need something from in your quarters. What's up your jacket?"
Jack looked blankly at the archaeologist, "Food."
"Oh." Daniel moved away from Jack's door.
Jack motioned to his pocket, "Actually it's good you're here. Can ya open the door, I haven't got a hand to spare."
Daniel took the keys from Jack's pocket and opened the door. Walking in behind the loaded Colonel, Daniel flicked his eyes around the room looking for something. Jack walked over and opened his jacket to let an avalanche of junk food spill onto his bed.
"So Daniel, what're you here for again?" Zipping up his jacket Jack turned to watch as Daniel rummaged through the mess on his desk.
"Ah, do you remember me showing you an artifact resembling an eagle?"
"Vaguely."
"It was this morning Jack, I'm sure I left it here."
Jack looked to his waste bin.
"Oooh, now I remember. It's in there."
Daniel looked in the bin, sure enough his prized artifact was in there amongst many failed mission reports and junk food wrapping papers. Jack grimaced.
"Sorry, you know me and artifacts....I thought it was some kind of ugly paper weight."
Daniel shoved the artifact into his pocket. "It's okay, I'm just glad that you decided against pouring your coffee in there."
"I was tempted...it's bloody awful these days."
The young archaeologist wasn't impressed and left quietly, closing the door behind him. Jack shrugged and began to pack.
****
At 0730 hours the next morning Daniel, Sam and Teal'c were up, ready and rearing to go, while Jack was taking his time. Sam lent against Jack's doorway watching him tie his bootlaces.
"Patience is a virtue Carter."
Sam smiled, "Tell that to Daniel Sir, he's bouncing off the walls."
"Funny, I would have thought the both of you would be participating in that." Jack perfected the bow on his left boot and stood up.
"I think it's the coffee. I chose to stay away from it."
Jack grinned and walked out of the room, Sam followed. Daniel and Teal'c were already half way to the briefing room by now. CO and 2IC could hear Daniel's excited jitter echoing down the corridor, but they chose to walk in silence, lost in their own thoughts about the mission.
After a short wait in the debriefing room, General Hammond walked in with a smile on his face.
"Good morning SG1, I trust we're in fit condition to battle out three days off world."
The four other people in the room expressed their 'hello's' and 'welcome's' and George sat down, ready to get things underway.
Half an hour later, SG1 were in the Gate Room listening to the familiar voice over the speaker phone and the grinding of the Gate as it spun into motion.
"Chevron 1 engaged."
Jack turned to his team mates, "Ready campers? I know I am."
"Come on Jack, it'll be fun." Daniel had hardly moved his mouth to talk, the words were just flying out.
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and Sam chuckled.
"Chevron 2 engaged."
"No more coffee for you Danny-boy."
Daniel smiled and shifted the weight of his backpack to his other shoulder blade.
"Chevron 7 locked." Came a few minutes later, along with a blinding flash and the brilliant blue "whoosh" that makes a wait in the Gate Room worth while.
General Hammond bent over to speak into the microphone, "SG1 you have a go. Good luck and God speed."
With that, four people's backs were turned to the General and he watched them disappear one by one into the blue oblivion. Seconds later the room was dark and as far as he knew SG1 were safely somewhere else.
Daniel sighed. He hadn't been waiting that long outside Jack's quarters but he was in a hurry now to get what he came for, and the excitement that was growing in his stomach was getting unbearable. He lent against his friend's door and turned his head to look down the corridor. Finally, Jack appeared from around the corner. Daniel waved.
"Hey Jack, ah sorry to bother you but I need something from in your quarters. What's up your jacket?"
Jack looked blankly at the archaeologist, "Food."
"Oh." Daniel moved away from Jack's door.
Jack motioned to his pocket, "Actually it's good you're here. Can ya open the door, I haven't got a hand to spare."
Daniel took the keys from Jack's pocket and opened the door. Walking in behind the loaded Colonel, Daniel flicked his eyes around the room looking for something. Jack walked over and opened his jacket to let an avalanche of junk food spill onto his bed.
"So Daniel, what're you here for again?" Zipping up his jacket Jack turned to watch as Daniel rummaged through the mess on his desk.
"Ah, do you remember me showing you an artifact resembling an eagle?"
"Vaguely."
"It was this morning Jack, I'm sure I left it here."
Jack looked to his waste bin.
"Oooh, now I remember. It's in there."
Daniel looked in the bin, sure enough his prized artifact was in there amongst many failed mission reports and junk food wrapping papers. Jack grimaced.
"Sorry, you know me and artifacts....I thought it was some kind of ugly paper weight."
Daniel shoved the artifact into his pocket. "It's okay, I'm just glad that you decided against pouring your coffee in there."
"I was tempted...it's bloody awful these days."
The young archaeologist wasn't impressed and left quietly, closing the door behind him. Jack shrugged and began to pack.
****
At 0730 hours the next morning Daniel, Sam and Teal'c were up, ready and rearing to go, while Jack was taking his time. Sam lent against Jack's doorway watching him tie his bootlaces.
"Patience is a virtue Carter."
Sam smiled, "Tell that to Daniel Sir, he's bouncing off the walls."
"Funny, I would have thought the both of you would be participating in that." Jack perfected the bow on his left boot and stood up.
"I think it's the coffee. I chose to stay away from it."
Jack grinned and walked out of the room, Sam followed. Daniel and Teal'c were already half way to the briefing room by now. CO and 2IC could hear Daniel's excited jitter echoing down the corridor, but they chose to walk in silence, lost in their own thoughts about the mission.
After a short wait in the debriefing room, General Hammond walked in with a smile on his face.
"Good morning SG1, I trust we're in fit condition to battle out three days off world."
The four other people in the room expressed their 'hello's' and 'welcome's' and George sat down, ready to get things underway.
Half an hour later, SG1 were in the Gate Room listening to the familiar voice over the speaker phone and the grinding of the Gate as it spun into motion.
"Chevron 1 engaged."
Jack turned to his team mates, "Ready campers? I know I am."
"Come on Jack, it'll be fun." Daniel had hardly moved his mouth to talk, the words were just flying out.
Teal'c raised an eyebrow and Sam chuckled.
"Chevron 2 engaged."
"No more coffee for you Danny-boy."
Daniel smiled and shifted the weight of his backpack to his other shoulder blade.
"Chevron 7 locked." Came a few minutes later, along with a blinding flash and the brilliant blue "whoosh" that makes a wait in the Gate Room worth while.
General Hammond bent over to speak into the microphone, "SG1 you have a go. Good luck and God speed."
With that, four people's backs were turned to the General and he watched them disappear one by one into the blue oblivion. Seconds later the room was dark and as far as he knew SG1 were safely somewhere else.