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War Games Part 9
Still unbetaed...
Wordcount of the day: 1,612 words
Wordcount in all: 15,166
Note: the previous part 8 will at some point be changed -- or rather, some things will be added *g* -- I wasn't entirely happy about that part.
previous parts
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Daniel had taken a few steps backwards and was leaning against the far end wall.
"Sir? Something's wrong," Sam was staring intently at their team mate.
Jack bit his tongue to keep from snapping at her. Well, of course there was something wrong. Daniel was looking weaker by the second, fingers pressed lightly against his throat.
"Daniel?" Jack took a step forward, feeling the barrier vibrate as he touched it again.
"A-air," Daniel croaked, eyes flickering shut for a moment.
Air? What did he mean by...? "Daniel..." Jack heard his own voice crack as he watched Daniel slide to the floor, arms going slack, head hanging to the side. "Daniel!" Jack watched with horror for any kind of response from the other side, but none came.
Jack was vaguely aware of the others trying to calm him, but the only thing he could concentrate on was trying to break through the force field, banging his fists against it, yelling Daniel's name.
::Curious behavior::
::Perhaps an alteration of the test is called for?::
::We believe so...::
Suddenly the barrier flickered and Jack found himself flat on his face... on the other side of it. Frantically getting to his hands and knees, he crawled to Daniel's side, subconsciously picking up on the sound of air rushing into the cell once again.
Jack pulled Daniel into his lap, furiously checking for life signs. The man was horribly cold and for a moment Jack couldn't find his pulse, then, if only faintly, he felt the slow beat against his finger. Burying his face against Daniel's neck, Jack took a moment to pull himself back together.
"I've got a pulse," Jack finally managed to convey to the others, and as he looked up, he saw relief flicker across the faces of his friends and colleagues who were watching with intense worry.
Jack became aware of the low temperature as Daniel shivered in his arms, blue eyes flickering open.
"J-jack?" Daniel croaked, blue lips trembling as he obviously fought to understand what had happened.
"Yeah, I'm here," Jack pulled him closer, trying to share a little body heat, knowing it wasn't enough.
"H-how?" Daniel curled up, trying to fit his long body into Jack's lap, seeking the only available source of heat.
"Dunno, Daniel, I was banging my fists against the barrier and suddenly I was on this side." Jack extracted himself from Daniel, quickly stripping his jacket and putting it around Daniel's shoulders. Daniel fought him a little, but Jack managed to get his arms into it, zipping it in the front.
"Jack, y-you ca-can't..." Daniel tried to stop him as he unlaced and kicked off his boots, pulling his BDUs off.
"You need it more than I do at the moment," Jack batted Daniel's hands away and forced the younger man to put them on. God, it was cold, Jack clenched his teeth as the cold air bit into his skin, then put his sock on Daniel's feet as well, pulling his boots back onto his now bare feet. Damned cold.
Pulling Daniel back into his lap, Jack didn't care what the others might think. To him it was logical. He had Daniel covered from top to toe once more, trying to ignore the cold himself.
"Dammit, Jack!" Daniel exclaimed, color returning to his cheeks. "You'll catch pneumonia this way."
"Carter!" Jack barked, pulling Daniel closer, ignoring the curses coming from him.
"Sir!" Carter stepped closer to the barrier.
"Any ideas?" Jack turned his attention to his 2IC.
"I agree with Daniel, sir, this *does* look like a test." Sam turned to give the screen a searching look. "If we can crack whatever test this is, we might be able to get a little further, maybe even get the two of you out of there."
"Trust her, Jack," Daniel whispered in his ear, the warm breath sending shivers down Jack's back.
Jack finally nodded. "You may as well give it a try, Carter."
Sam nodded and went back to the screen, scrutinizing the symbols that had appeared on it.
"Colonel?" Ferretti's voice broke the silence a moment later.
"Lou?" Jack tried to relax, to ignore the cold.
"You two okay?" Ferretti sounded worried beneath the light tone.
"Well, safe to say, the faster you work over there, the quicker we'll be out of here... I hope." Jack rested his head back against the wall.
He must have drifted for a moment, letting his guard down, because suddenly Daniel moved from his lap and Jack found himself pulled into a warm embrace, hands moving to bring warmth to his exposed skin.
Somehow Daniel had managed to switch places with Jack, holding the older man in an iron grip, sharing his body heat instead of taking it from Jack. "Relax, Jack, please," Daniel whispered, worry evident in his low voice.
::How... interesting::
Jack was beginning to get really tired of those voices, wondering if it was worth the effort to get up and yell at them... probably not, since Daniel had more or less already tried that without much luck. No need in pissing off their keepers unnecessarily.
"Aww, isn't that cute?" Thompson's voice broke the silence. There were several chuckles from his men.
Jack rolled his eyes, but before he could answer, Daniel's calm voice cut through the cool air, reminding Jack of velvet covered steel.
"Thompson, you're skating on thin ice with hot blades at the moment, I'd be damned careful if I were you..."
"Or what?" Thompson spat, "you're gonna make me sorry?" the last was added with a bark of malicious laughter.
"You have no idea, *Thompson*..."
"Just wait till I get *my* hands on you, fag." Thomson's voice was low, but there was no doubt everyone in the room had caught every word.
Daniel's chuckle sent icy shivers down Jack's back, but he kept his mouth shut. It was a bit like watching an accident. You know you should turn away or get help, but you just couldn't stop watching with horrified fascination.
"You are such a fool, Thompson... what makes you think I'm afraid of you?" Daniel tightened his hold on Jack, as if he was drawing strength from the older man. Jack wasn't entirely sure he wasn't... The level voice and steel-like control Daniel had over himself made Jack smile with pride. This was his Daniel alright, the Daniel who didn't waver at the burning stare of a Goa'uld -- even less at the accusations of an AF Major.
"Thomson," Jack broke the silence, "stop trying to do what the Goa'ulds have failed at countless times."
"What?" Thompson snorted, as he moved a little closer to the barrier.
Jack chuckled and felt Daniel's body vibrate with tension for a moment to then relax against his. Yes, Daniel, Jack thought to himself. I'm 110% on your side, don't worry.
The two men watched with mirthless smiles as Thomson suddenly became aware of the presence on either side of him.
"You will seize your unproductive insults, MajorThompson," Teal'c's voice was low and controlled as his hand landed heavily on Thompson's shoulder, but the underlying threat couldn't escape anyone's attention.
Ferretti patted the Major's other shoulder, baring his teeth in a wide, scary smile. "What he said," Lou added.
Thompson blinked in surprise for a moment then wisely backed away from the two men, seeking the illusion of safety with his own team, all of whom were now silent as well, eyeing SG-1 and 2 with wary eyes.
Yeah, Jack thought, mess with one, and you get the rest of us in your face. Cuddling up against Daniel, even though Jack knew he shouldn't... it was for warmth, nothing more, Jack told himself, even if Daniel's warm breath against his face brought back pleasant memories. No need to fuel Thompson's accusations.
::This is indeed strange::
"Oh shut up," Daniel grumbled, shifting a little. Jack obviously wasn't the only one deep in his memories.
::Strange behavior indeed, we must know more...::
They all settled into silence, only broken occasionally as Carter conversed with one of Ferretti's men, both working on figuring out what the screen was there for. Well, Jack expected them to share information if they found any. For the time being he'd concentrate on preserving body heat. Too bad the barrier didn't give them any kind of privacy. He could think of a few ways to keep him and Daniel warm.
"Sir?" Carter's voice broke the silence after what felt to Jack like hours.
"Carter?"
"I'm going to try pressing a combination of the symbols on the screen, but I'm not sure what will happen when I do..."
"Sam?" Daniel broke in.
"Yeah?" Sam came over to the barrier, not even raising an eyebrow at the sight of her friend and her CO cuddling together.
"What are the symbols?"
"They seem to be a mixture of pictograms and mathematical symbols," Sam stepped back let Daniel have a clear view of the screen. "Recognize anything?"
Daniel frowned. "Nothing much, no, what were you thinking about selecting?"
Sam took a deep breath.
"Carter?" Jack just hoped she knew what she was doing. "Just try something... the temperature in here will do irrevocable damage in a few hours anyway, so you may as well give it a go."
"Here we go?" Daniel whispered in his ear, as he rested his head against Jack's.
"Yup," Jack answered, burrowing against Daniel. Closing his eyes, Jack breathed in Daniel's scent, sending a little prayer out to whatever deity might grace them with a little luck.
"I'm trying the first combination now, sir," Carter's voice was low, but came through crystal clear as it seems everyone were holding their breaths.
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TBC
Wordcount of the day: 1,612 words
Wordcount in all: 15,166
Note: the previous part 8 will at some point be changed -- or rather, some things will be added *g* -- I wasn't entirely happy about that part.
previous parts
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Daniel had taken a few steps backwards and was leaning against the far end wall.
"Sir? Something's wrong," Sam was staring intently at their team mate.
Jack bit his tongue to keep from snapping at her. Well, of course there was something wrong. Daniel was looking weaker by the second, fingers pressed lightly against his throat.
"Daniel?" Jack took a step forward, feeling the barrier vibrate as he touched it again.
"A-air," Daniel croaked, eyes flickering shut for a moment.
Air? What did he mean by...? "Daniel..." Jack heard his own voice crack as he watched Daniel slide to the floor, arms going slack, head hanging to the side. "Daniel!" Jack watched with horror for any kind of response from the other side, but none came.
Jack was vaguely aware of the others trying to calm him, but the only thing he could concentrate on was trying to break through the force field, banging his fists against it, yelling Daniel's name.
::Curious behavior::
::Perhaps an alteration of the test is called for?::
::We believe so...::
Suddenly the barrier flickered and Jack found himself flat on his face... on the other side of it. Frantically getting to his hands and knees, he crawled to Daniel's side, subconsciously picking up on the sound of air rushing into the cell once again.
Jack pulled Daniel into his lap, furiously checking for life signs. The man was horribly cold and for a moment Jack couldn't find his pulse, then, if only faintly, he felt the slow beat against his finger. Burying his face against Daniel's neck, Jack took a moment to pull himself back together.
"I've got a pulse," Jack finally managed to convey to the others, and as he looked up, he saw relief flicker across the faces of his friends and colleagues who were watching with intense worry.
Jack became aware of the low temperature as Daniel shivered in his arms, blue eyes flickering open.
"J-jack?" Daniel croaked, blue lips trembling as he obviously fought to understand what had happened.
"Yeah, I'm here," Jack pulled him closer, trying to share a little body heat, knowing it wasn't enough.
"H-how?" Daniel curled up, trying to fit his long body into Jack's lap, seeking the only available source of heat.
"Dunno, Daniel, I was banging my fists against the barrier and suddenly I was on this side." Jack extracted himself from Daniel, quickly stripping his jacket and putting it around Daniel's shoulders. Daniel fought him a little, but Jack managed to get his arms into it, zipping it in the front.
"Jack, y-you ca-can't..." Daniel tried to stop him as he unlaced and kicked off his boots, pulling his BDUs off.
"You need it more than I do at the moment," Jack batted Daniel's hands away and forced the younger man to put them on. God, it was cold, Jack clenched his teeth as the cold air bit into his skin, then put his sock on Daniel's feet as well, pulling his boots back onto his now bare feet. Damned cold.
Pulling Daniel back into his lap, Jack didn't care what the others might think. To him it was logical. He had Daniel covered from top to toe once more, trying to ignore the cold himself.
"Dammit, Jack!" Daniel exclaimed, color returning to his cheeks. "You'll catch pneumonia this way."
"Carter!" Jack barked, pulling Daniel closer, ignoring the curses coming from him.
"Sir!" Carter stepped closer to the barrier.
"Any ideas?" Jack turned his attention to his 2IC.
"I agree with Daniel, sir, this *does* look like a test." Sam turned to give the screen a searching look. "If we can crack whatever test this is, we might be able to get a little further, maybe even get the two of you out of there."
"Trust her, Jack," Daniel whispered in his ear, the warm breath sending shivers down Jack's back.
Jack finally nodded. "You may as well give it a try, Carter."
Sam nodded and went back to the screen, scrutinizing the symbols that had appeared on it.
"Colonel?" Ferretti's voice broke the silence a moment later.
"Lou?" Jack tried to relax, to ignore the cold.
"You two okay?" Ferretti sounded worried beneath the light tone.
"Well, safe to say, the faster you work over there, the quicker we'll be out of here... I hope." Jack rested his head back against the wall.
He must have drifted for a moment, letting his guard down, because suddenly Daniel moved from his lap and Jack found himself pulled into a warm embrace, hands moving to bring warmth to his exposed skin.
Somehow Daniel had managed to switch places with Jack, holding the older man in an iron grip, sharing his body heat instead of taking it from Jack. "Relax, Jack, please," Daniel whispered, worry evident in his low voice.
::How... interesting::
Jack was beginning to get really tired of those voices, wondering if it was worth the effort to get up and yell at them... probably not, since Daniel had more or less already tried that without much luck. No need in pissing off their keepers unnecessarily.
"Aww, isn't that cute?" Thompson's voice broke the silence. There were several chuckles from his men.
Jack rolled his eyes, but before he could answer, Daniel's calm voice cut through the cool air, reminding Jack of velvet covered steel.
"Thompson, you're skating on thin ice with hot blades at the moment, I'd be damned careful if I were you..."
"Or what?" Thompson spat, "you're gonna make me sorry?" the last was added with a bark of malicious laughter.
"You have no idea, *Thompson*..."
"Just wait till I get *my* hands on you, fag." Thomson's voice was low, but there was no doubt everyone in the room had caught every word.
Daniel's chuckle sent icy shivers down Jack's back, but he kept his mouth shut. It was a bit like watching an accident. You know you should turn away or get help, but you just couldn't stop watching with horrified fascination.
"You are such a fool, Thompson... what makes you think I'm afraid of you?" Daniel tightened his hold on Jack, as if he was drawing strength from the older man. Jack wasn't entirely sure he wasn't... The level voice and steel-like control Daniel had over himself made Jack smile with pride. This was his Daniel alright, the Daniel who didn't waver at the burning stare of a Goa'uld -- even less at the accusations of an AF Major.
"Thomson," Jack broke the silence, "stop trying to do what the Goa'ulds have failed at countless times."
"What?" Thompson snorted, as he moved a little closer to the barrier.
Jack chuckled and felt Daniel's body vibrate with tension for a moment to then relax against his. Yes, Daniel, Jack thought to himself. I'm 110% on your side, don't worry.
The two men watched with mirthless smiles as Thomson suddenly became aware of the presence on either side of him.
"You will seize your unproductive insults, MajorThompson," Teal'c's voice was low and controlled as his hand landed heavily on Thompson's shoulder, but the underlying threat couldn't escape anyone's attention.
Ferretti patted the Major's other shoulder, baring his teeth in a wide, scary smile. "What he said," Lou added.
Thompson blinked in surprise for a moment then wisely backed away from the two men, seeking the illusion of safety with his own team, all of whom were now silent as well, eyeing SG-1 and 2 with wary eyes.
Yeah, Jack thought, mess with one, and you get the rest of us in your face. Cuddling up against Daniel, even though Jack knew he shouldn't... it was for warmth, nothing more, Jack told himself, even if Daniel's warm breath against his face brought back pleasant memories. No need to fuel Thompson's accusations.
::This is indeed strange::
"Oh shut up," Daniel grumbled, shifting a little. Jack obviously wasn't the only one deep in his memories.
::Strange behavior indeed, we must know more...::
They all settled into silence, only broken occasionally as Carter conversed with one of Ferretti's men, both working on figuring out what the screen was there for. Well, Jack expected them to share information if they found any. For the time being he'd concentrate on preserving body heat. Too bad the barrier didn't give them any kind of privacy. He could think of a few ways to keep him and Daniel warm.
"Sir?" Carter's voice broke the silence after what felt to Jack like hours.
"Carter?"
"I'm going to try pressing a combination of the symbols on the screen, but I'm not sure what will happen when I do..."
"Sam?" Daniel broke in.
"Yeah?" Sam came over to the barrier, not even raising an eyebrow at the sight of her friend and her CO cuddling together.
"What are the symbols?"
"They seem to be a mixture of pictograms and mathematical symbols," Sam stepped back let Daniel have a clear view of the screen. "Recognize anything?"
Daniel frowned. "Nothing much, no, what were you thinking about selecting?"
Sam took a deep breath.
"Carter?" Jack just hoped she knew what she was doing. "Just try something... the temperature in here will do irrevocable damage in a few hours anyway, so you may as well give it a go."
"Here we go?" Daniel whispered in his ear, as he rested his head against Jack's.
"Yup," Jack answered, burrowing against Daniel. Closing his eyes, Jack breathed in Daniel's scent, sending a little prayer out to whatever deity might grace them with a little luck.
"I'm trying the first combination now, sir," Carter's voice was low, but came through crystal clear as it seems everyone were holding their breaths.
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TBC
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This part is good! I love riddles, not just sex and romance. If I can get more varied things in a fic, the more I love it. :)
Part 8 was good too, but if you're not happy, I understand. :)
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And yes -- as much fun as I do have writing sex, I prefer fic with a plot as well ^_~
Ooooh Nooooo!!!!
Now I'm just DYING to know what happens next.
*pouts*
Re: Ooooh Nooooo!!!!
I know, I know.....I KNOW!!!
*waiting some-what patiently, strumming fingers*
Okay...
*folds hands*
Re: I know, I know.....I KNOW!!!