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War Games Part 6
Wordcount of the day: 1,262
Wordcount in all: 10,930
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Jack checked the last of Carter's straps, making sure here backpack was secured right. Not that they were bringing much, since it would only be for two days and they had to move fast, be mobile once the games started.
"Where's Daniel?" Carter asked as she in turn checked Jack's backpack.
"Frasier wanted a word with him before we left." Jack shrugged.
SG-2 joined them, Jack nodded to Teal'c who bowed his head in acknowledgement. All they needed now was their civilian. Jack turned to the door at the same moment. "Speak of the devil," he muttered under his breath as Daniel trotted into the room tying a bandanna around his head, completing the cammo look. Jack's breath caught for a moment as the other man looked up, giving them a wide smile, eyes twinkling.
"Didn't you forget something?" Jack forced out, trying to ignore what the sight of his friend did to him.
Daniel gave him questioning look as Carter checked the straps to his backpack. Then it dawned on him. "My glasses?" At Jack's nod he continued. "Jan gave me a set of contacts I can safely sleep with and wear for a week or so."
"Nice," Jack answered his grin, trying to keep it light instead of sappy.
"Considering the environment we'll be in, yeah," Daniel sighed. "Tropical rain forest."
"Yeah," Jack grinned back. "Wet, green, wet, full of obstacles, wet..."
"Trees," they said in unison, the laughter from the entire team drawing looks. Who cared? SG-1 wasn't known for their sanity, on the contrary. As legendary as they were they also had a rep that damned well made sure no one was too keen on serving in that unit.
An exchange of nods with Ferretti and the two team leaders turned their heads towards the window to the control room where Hammond was waiting to give them green light. Next to their CO stood Major Thompson with a frown on his face.
Hammond nodded and gave the order to dial up the gate.
"What's eating Thompson?" Ferretti asked curiously.
Jack grinned as they watched the gate spinning and lighting up. "He wasn't too pleased to learn that we were bringing a civilian along."
"We are?" Ferretti asked, frowning, then laughed out loud. "We *are*," he admitted. The Major turned to Daniel who was standing on the other side of Jack talking to one of Ferretti's men. "Hey, Doc, I keep forgetting you're not military," Lou grinned.
"Thanks, Lou... I think," Daniel said with a small smile.
The gate whooshed to life and the two teams made their way up the ramp towards the shimmering surface. "Ready to kick some ass, Colonel?" Ferretti asked before they stepped into the rushing feel of the wormhole sucking them in and spitting them out on the other side.
"Looking forward to it, Lou," Jack answered with a grin. Hell, he wasn't gonna be pissy about the war game, there was no use in that. So he'd settle for just getting as much fun out of it as possible. Especially if he could get Thompson at the same time.
The two men waited for their teams to walk through the gate, two and two appearing, shoulder by shoulder, the rear made up by Teal'c and Ferretti's 2IC. Both men were of the fairly silent kind and seemed to have become friends. Jack smiled. He was glad Teal'c had been making friends with other people than his own team. Jack didn't want his kids to become loners.
The teams moved down from the dais, leaving the towering gate behind them as they set their course through the green hell in front of them. They would follow the same path for a couple of hours and then split up, waiting for Thompson's team to come through the 'Gate. It was the way it had been planned.
They never fully knew what was to expect when walking through the gate. Sure, the UAV and MALP would show them a lot, but using a jungle covered planet as an example, well, on never knew what was hiding behind the next tree.
PX-738 had already been explored, at least as much as was deemed necessary. There were no larger predators and the no inhabitants. It was perfect for the kind of war scenario they were playing. Thompson's team was doing it as an opening exercise in going through to uncharted planets, and SG units 1 and 2 were doing it as an overall tactical exercise.
Ten minutes and Jack felt drenched by sweat. No one was talking, it was too damned hot for that. His black t-shirt was clinging to his torso under the cammo jacket and perspiration was gathering under the damned backpack.
The undergrowth thinned a little, allowing them to walk two and two, keeping SG-2 in the front, Jack slowed a little to bring Daniel up next to him. "How are you doing?"
"I hate wet heat," Daniel growled, taking a sip of his cantina. "I'm used to heat, don't get me wrong, but the dry heat of the desert is a hell of a lot easier to cope with."
Jack nodded. He wasn't exactly too thrilled with the heat either. "But you're okay with this?"
"Oh yeah," Daniel grinned, an evil smirk gracing his lips.
"You weren't too thrilled yesterday," Jack countered, wondering what had changed his friend's mind.
"Well, let's just say I owe it to Major Thompson to show him I'm not just gonna lay down, roll over and go 'woof'."
"*What*?! Jack's eyes widened. When the hell...?
"This morning," Daniel said in a low tone of voice. "Just after briefing, Thomson cornered me to ask what the hell I was doing on the team."
Jack felt anger rise. What the hell kind of question was that to ask the man who had an IQ as big as the rest of the base combined? Jack tuned his head a little, noticing that both Carter and Teal'c were listening, but kept from interrupting. They were obviously interested in hearing what had happened as well.
"Well, it seem our good *Major* noticed our banter just before the briefing."
"He's still not over that?" Jack couldn't believe it. Sure, to an outsider the tone used on the teams might seem a little too loose, but seriously, to them it was a safety valve, a way to deal with all the shit they got into when off-world. They bonded, became friends, surrogate families even, at least when it came to SG-1.
Daniel merely grinned back, then continued. "I'm not telling you what he said, just promise me one thing, Jack, just *one*?"
"Your wish is my command," Jack said, ignoring the glint in Daniel's eyes. At least the other man chose to make his request suitable for the two teams to hear as they came to a stop in a small clearing.
"Just promise me we'll really make Thompson wish he'd never crossed met any of us." Daniel pursed his lips, raising an eyebrow.
Jack itched to know what the hell Thompson had said that had pissed Daniel off like this, but he knew the man better than trying to drag it out of him at the current time. It didn't mean Jack wasn't going to know it eventually -- he'd just have to be a little patient. The two teams gathered together, getting ready to split up.
Nodding, looking at the faces of friends, family and colleges, he finally met the blue eyes of the man he knew he couldn't deny anything. "Yeahsureyabetcha!"
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Wordcount in all: 10,930
previous parts
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Jack checked the last of Carter's straps, making sure here backpack was secured right. Not that they were bringing much, since it would only be for two days and they had to move fast, be mobile once the games started.
"Where's Daniel?" Carter asked as she in turn checked Jack's backpack.
"Frasier wanted a word with him before we left." Jack shrugged.
SG-2 joined them, Jack nodded to Teal'c who bowed his head in acknowledgement. All they needed now was their civilian. Jack turned to the door at the same moment. "Speak of the devil," he muttered under his breath as Daniel trotted into the room tying a bandanna around his head, completing the cammo look. Jack's breath caught for a moment as the other man looked up, giving them a wide smile, eyes twinkling.
"Didn't you forget something?" Jack forced out, trying to ignore what the sight of his friend did to him.
Daniel gave him questioning look as Carter checked the straps to his backpack. Then it dawned on him. "My glasses?" At Jack's nod he continued. "Jan gave me a set of contacts I can safely sleep with and wear for a week or so."
"Nice," Jack answered his grin, trying to keep it light instead of sappy.
"Considering the environment we'll be in, yeah," Daniel sighed. "Tropical rain forest."
"Yeah," Jack grinned back. "Wet, green, wet, full of obstacles, wet..."
"Trees," they said in unison, the laughter from the entire team drawing looks. Who cared? SG-1 wasn't known for their sanity, on the contrary. As legendary as they were they also had a rep that damned well made sure no one was too keen on serving in that unit.
An exchange of nods with Ferretti and the two team leaders turned their heads towards the window to the control room where Hammond was waiting to give them green light. Next to their CO stood Major Thompson with a frown on his face.
Hammond nodded and gave the order to dial up the gate.
"What's eating Thompson?" Ferretti asked curiously.
Jack grinned as they watched the gate spinning and lighting up. "He wasn't too pleased to learn that we were bringing a civilian along."
"We are?" Ferretti asked, frowning, then laughed out loud. "We *are*," he admitted. The Major turned to Daniel who was standing on the other side of Jack talking to one of Ferretti's men. "Hey, Doc, I keep forgetting you're not military," Lou grinned.
"Thanks, Lou... I think," Daniel said with a small smile.
The gate whooshed to life and the two teams made their way up the ramp towards the shimmering surface. "Ready to kick some ass, Colonel?" Ferretti asked before they stepped into the rushing feel of the wormhole sucking them in and spitting them out on the other side.
"Looking forward to it, Lou," Jack answered with a grin. Hell, he wasn't gonna be pissy about the war game, there was no use in that. So he'd settle for just getting as much fun out of it as possible. Especially if he could get Thompson at the same time.
The two men waited for their teams to walk through the gate, two and two appearing, shoulder by shoulder, the rear made up by Teal'c and Ferretti's 2IC. Both men were of the fairly silent kind and seemed to have become friends. Jack smiled. He was glad Teal'c had been making friends with other people than his own team. Jack didn't want his kids to become loners.
The teams moved down from the dais, leaving the towering gate behind them as they set their course through the green hell in front of them. They would follow the same path for a couple of hours and then split up, waiting for Thompson's team to come through the 'Gate. It was the way it had been planned.
They never fully knew what was to expect when walking through the gate. Sure, the UAV and MALP would show them a lot, but using a jungle covered planet as an example, well, on never knew what was hiding behind the next tree.
PX-738 had already been explored, at least as much as was deemed necessary. There were no larger predators and the no inhabitants. It was perfect for the kind of war scenario they were playing. Thompson's team was doing it as an opening exercise in going through to uncharted planets, and SG units 1 and 2 were doing it as an overall tactical exercise.
Ten minutes and Jack felt drenched by sweat. No one was talking, it was too damned hot for that. His black t-shirt was clinging to his torso under the cammo jacket and perspiration was gathering under the damned backpack.
The undergrowth thinned a little, allowing them to walk two and two, keeping SG-2 in the front, Jack slowed a little to bring Daniel up next to him. "How are you doing?"
"I hate wet heat," Daniel growled, taking a sip of his cantina. "I'm used to heat, don't get me wrong, but the dry heat of the desert is a hell of a lot easier to cope with."
Jack nodded. He wasn't exactly too thrilled with the heat either. "But you're okay with this?"
"Oh yeah," Daniel grinned, an evil smirk gracing his lips.
"You weren't too thrilled yesterday," Jack countered, wondering what had changed his friend's mind.
"Well, let's just say I owe it to Major Thompson to show him I'm not just gonna lay down, roll over and go 'woof'."
"*What*?! Jack's eyes widened. When the hell...?
"This morning," Daniel said in a low tone of voice. "Just after briefing, Thomson cornered me to ask what the hell I was doing on the team."
Jack felt anger rise. What the hell kind of question was that to ask the man who had an IQ as big as the rest of the base combined? Jack tuned his head a little, noticing that both Carter and Teal'c were listening, but kept from interrupting. They were obviously interested in hearing what had happened as well.
"Well, it seem our good *Major* noticed our banter just before the briefing."
"He's still not over that?" Jack couldn't believe it. Sure, to an outsider the tone used on the teams might seem a little too loose, but seriously, to them it was a safety valve, a way to deal with all the shit they got into when off-world. They bonded, became friends, surrogate families even, at least when it came to SG-1.
Daniel merely grinned back, then continued. "I'm not telling you what he said, just promise me one thing, Jack, just *one*?"
"Your wish is my command," Jack said, ignoring the glint in Daniel's eyes. At least the other man chose to make his request suitable for the two teams to hear as they came to a stop in a small clearing.
"Just promise me we'll really make Thompson wish he'd never crossed met any of us." Daniel pursed his lips, raising an eyebrow.
Jack itched to know what the hell Thompson had said that had pissed Daniel off like this, but he knew the man better than trying to drag it out of him at the current time. It didn't mean Jack wasn't going to know it eventually -- he'd just have to be a little patient. The two teams gathered together, getting ready to split up.
Nodding, looking at the faces of friends, family and colleges, he finally met the blue eyes of the man he knew he couldn't deny anything. "Yeahsureyabetcha!"
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Just gonna teach him what the rest of us already know: Don't mess with Danny *g*
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