Title: The Future is Nuts!
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The next morning…
"SG-1 report to the briefing room. All SG-1 members, please report to the briefing room."
"I guess that means us, too," Daniel commented. The team stood up from their empty breakfast trays and left the commissary.
The briefing room was empty when the four of them entered. They all took their seats, respectfully leaving room for the current SG-1 closest to General Landry's chair. Mitchell was next. As expected, he sat nearest the General's seat. An unnamed major soon followed and took up the seat next to him. They each nodded to the original SG-1 in turn.
General Landry closed the door to his office and greeted the suddenly standing military officers in the room. "Please, take your seats." He took his and opened up the file folder that was waiting for him. Female laughter emanated from the spiral staircase leading to the control room. A mop of black hair ascended the stairs, followed by the other Daniel Jackson. They were holding hands.
Jack snapped his fingers and nodded his head. Sam's shocked eyes switched between them and Jack's triumphant grin. Daniel could not take his eyes off their intertwined hands. He couldn't believe himself. She was so nuts!
His older self hardly noticed the reaction. Teal'c observed that the General and the other members of SG-1 found nothing wrong with Daniel and Vala's open affection for one another. They took their seats next to each other and immediately donned professional demeanors. "Alright," Hank began, "now that we're all here, let's get started…"
"Now wait just a cotton-pickin' minute," Jack interrupted.
"Jack?" Landry asked.
The man in question turned to the younger archaeologist on his team. "I told you so."
The professional face Daniel had also tried to don quickly fell into another scowl. "This is hardly the time, Jack," he said through gritted teeth.
"May I ask what this is about?" the general asked patiently. Mitchell and his SG-1 turned toward them in interest.
The older Daniel spoke up. "I suspect, General, that it has something to do with Jack walking in on us yesterday." Vala hid a smile behind her hand.
Mitchell coughed. "At 1500 hours, sir," he clarified.
"Yes, I guessed as much, Colonel. Thank you." Turning back to the older team, he continued. "How much?"
"Excuse me?" Jack and Daniel said simultaneously. Silence followed.
A baritone voice answered for them, "50." Teal'c leaned back in his chair smiling and folded his hands.
"That's it?" the older Daniel exclaimed.
"Huh?"
"Jack, you obviously knew what was going on. And you didn't bother to squeeze more out of him than a measly 50 bucks? I'm disappointed." He shook his head dramatically.
The younger Daniel dropped his jaw. "Wha…" Sam, Mitchell, Vala, and the General laughed out loud.
Jack and his Daniel looked at each other. With a dumbfounded look, O'Neill held out his hand. Daniel reached into his pocket and pulled out a 50 bill. He placed it there numbly, not quite sure what just happened.
Vala spoke up. "Sam, go buy yourself something nice with that 50."
"Huh?" Now it was the Major's turn.
The older Daniel poked Vala in the ribs with his elbow. "Ow, what?" He glared. "Oh. Oops." She chuckled. "Guess I shouldn't have said that. Oh well, your memories will be wiped anyway."
That got SG-1's attention. Landry explained, "That's why I called you here this morning. The Odyssey arrived early. We can send you home to your own time today. Of course, anything you saw or learned here will have to be erased."
"But…" Jack tried to argue.
"Sorry, Jack, but you're going to have to wait for the future to unfold on its own."
"Yeah, no cheating," Mitchell added with a smile.
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A/N: Wait... there's more! You just have to wait. Oh come on, be patient. Yeah, I know. But you have to wait.