Chapter 6: Breakfast anyone?
"Well Sir it looks like it's getting darker." Sam looked up at the sky, which was changing from a rose to a dark purple tint. Here and there the stars started to appear, but there was no sign of a moon of any kind. The air force Major glanced down at her watch. "Wow, no wonder I'm getting tired."
Jack removed his sunglasses and looked at his own watch; it was almost ten pm, "Okay kids, time to get some sleep. I think we'll spend a couple of hours tomorrow searching this place for other "campers". I'll take first watch. Whoever goes last can wake me up at 0700 hours....nicely"
Daniel frowned and pointed his pencil in Jack's direction, "Jack, there's nothing here."
"And your point would be?"
"Why would you take watch?"
Jack sighed and walked over to fetch his P-90. Sam chuckled at Daniel's statement and decided to give him a lecture about "jumping to conclusions".
"Daniel, there might not be something here right now, but you never know what might pop out of the bushes and try to strangle you in your sleep."
Daniel flicked his eyes towards the bushes behind him, then stood up and took a place next to Sam, who was holding back laughter.
"Carter, do you have to give the kid nightmares?" Came Jack's muffled voice from inside a tent, "I'm sure he'd prefer to wake up in a dry sleeping bag you know."
"Ha ha Jack very funny." Daniel gave Sam an accusing look and then walked quietly to his tent, muttering something about Jack's childishness.
Shortly afterwards, Carter and Teal'c had resided to their tents as well and Jack was happily seated on a large rock just outside the perimeter that he and Teal'c had set up earlier. A good seven hours and three "watch swaps" later, Jack found himself being woken by the last person on guard.
"O'Neill, it is 0630 hours and still dark. Are you certain you wish to be woken?"
Jack grumbled and rolled onto his side, "Well I'm awake. But didn't I ask you to wait until 0700 hours...and to wake me nicely?"
The stoic Jaffa held back a snort of amusement, "Indeed, but Daniel Jackson and Major Carter are already up."
Jack grumbled some more before mentally kicking himself for allowing Daniel to wake up before he did. Rousing his stiff body from the warm sleeping bag, Jack staggered out of the tent only to be greeted by the smell of something burning.
"Hey Jack, breakfast's up!"
He decided against making a remark; it was too early. Instead, he groggily made his way over to the makeshift campfire Daniel had set up and sat beside Carter.
"Morning Sir. I hope you're not hungry."
Jack laughed.
Daniel glared.
"Hey! It's not that bad...." Daniel violently stabbed one of the shriveled, black sausages with his fork and waved it about a bit to extinguish the flames. He then placed it neatly on a plate filled with other black objects and handed it to Jack.
Jack coughed and gingerly took the plate.
"Nothing like an old fashioned char grilled breakfast."
"Amen to that." Sam mumbled, as Daniel handed her a plate also.
"Teal'c, you up for some?"
The Jaffa glanced at the smoldering food and then locked eyes with a grinning Daniel.
"No thank you Daniel Jackson. I have eaten."
"Well Sir it looks like it's getting darker." Sam looked up at the sky, which was changing from a rose to a dark purple tint. Here and there the stars started to appear, but there was no sign of a moon of any kind. The air force Major glanced down at her watch. "Wow, no wonder I'm getting tired."
Jack removed his sunglasses and looked at his own watch; it was almost ten pm, "Okay kids, time to get some sleep. I think we'll spend a couple of hours tomorrow searching this place for other "campers". I'll take first watch. Whoever goes last can wake me up at 0700 hours....nicely"
Daniel frowned and pointed his pencil in Jack's direction, "Jack, there's nothing here."
"And your point would be?"
"Why would you take watch?"
Jack sighed and walked over to fetch his P-90. Sam chuckled at Daniel's statement and decided to give him a lecture about "jumping to conclusions".
"Daniel, there might not be something here right now, but you never know what might pop out of the bushes and try to strangle you in your sleep."
Daniel flicked his eyes towards the bushes behind him, then stood up and took a place next to Sam, who was holding back laughter.
"Carter, do you have to give the kid nightmares?" Came Jack's muffled voice from inside a tent, "I'm sure he'd prefer to wake up in a dry sleeping bag you know."
"Ha ha Jack very funny." Daniel gave Sam an accusing look and then walked quietly to his tent, muttering something about Jack's childishness.
Shortly afterwards, Carter and Teal'c had resided to their tents as well and Jack was happily seated on a large rock just outside the perimeter that he and Teal'c had set up earlier. A good seven hours and three "watch swaps" later, Jack found himself being woken by the last person on guard.
"O'Neill, it is 0630 hours and still dark. Are you certain you wish to be woken?"
Jack grumbled and rolled onto his side, "Well I'm awake. But didn't I ask you to wait until 0700 hours...and to wake me nicely?"
The stoic Jaffa held back a snort of amusement, "Indeed, but Daniel Jackson and Major Carter are already up."
Jack grumbled some more before mentally kicking himself for allowing Daniel to wake up before he did. Rousing his stiff body from the warm sleeping bag, Jack staggered out of the tent only to be greeted by the smell of something burning.
"Hey Jack, breakfast's up!"
He decided against making a remark; it was too early. Instead, he groggily made his way over to the makeshift campfire Daniel had set up and sat beside Carter.
"Morning Sir. I hope you're not hungry."
Jack laughed.
Daniel glared.
"Hey! It's not that bad...." Daniel violently stabbed one of the shriveled, black sausages with his fork and waved it about a bit to extinguish the flames. He then placed it neatly on a plate filled with other black objects and handed it to Jack.
Jack coughed and gingerly took the plate.
"Nothing like an old fashioned char grilled breakfast."
"Amen to that." Sam mumbled, as Daniel handed her a plate also.
"Teal'c, you up for some?"
The Jaffa glanced at the smoldering food and then locked eyes with a grinning Daniel.
"No thank you Daniel Jackson. I have eaten."