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Appearances can be deceiving... Part 1
Here we go again...
unbeta'ed -- the usual, you know I'm only doing this to keep going... and to annoy you *g*
wordcount: 1,717
TITLE: Appearances can be deceiving...
PAIRING: Jack/Daniel
RATING: NC-17 (at least at some point I think it will be...)
CATEGORY: ER, A/A
SEASON/SPOILERS: None
SUMMARY: Didn't think I'd just forget about Thompson, did ya?
SERIES/SEQUEL: Sequel to War Games
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"Sorry, sir, I'll duck faster next time." Sam gave their CO a shaky smile as she squirmed in the hospital bed to get at least a little more comfortable.
"You do that, Carter," Jack gave her a tired smile of his own.
Daniel stayed where he was, even though all he wanted was to step forward and put his arms around Jack. Wouldn't do of course. Sighing inwardly, Daniel gave into reaching out and putting his hand comfortingly on Jack's shoulder. The older man relaxed visibly.
Teal'c hovered at the end of the bed as the two men took to the side. Daniel yawned deeply. They'd gotten home from the war game Tuesday and gone back out Wednesday. The mission had been a quiet one, well up until the forces of nature had decided to teach them a lesson. A huge earthquake... or would that be a planet quake? Well, it had divided the team and Sam had been thrown off a narrow ledge, sliding almost 100 feet into a valley below them.
Amazingly she hadn't broken anything, but the bruises and minor injuries were enough to keep her in bed for at least a few weeks. Daniel leaned forward to give her a reassuring smile. "Got anything planned for the, eh, medical downtime?" Daniel knew that Sam was as bad as he was when it came to working against the Doctor's orders.
"A few things, yes, but seriously, I'll be up and out of here before you know it." For all in the world she looked like a petulant child who'd been told she couldn't go out to play. Not far from the truth, really.
"Oh no you don't, Sam. You've got a fractured rib. You're not going too far from here at the moment." Janet Fraiser appeared out of nowhere, startling them all. Well, except from Teal'c, who, if he'd been surprised, hid it well.
"When's she gonna be fit for duty again, Doc?" Jack asked, leaning into Daniel's hand as if he was drawing strength from the other man. Daniel wasn't entirely sure that wasn't the case. He suspected that Jack would crash once they got home. None of them had had much rest since returning. They'd showered, debriefed and gone straight to the infirmary to check on their team mate.
"It *will* take time, Colonel, as you very well know..." Janet gave him a stern look.
Jack looked a little guilty, and Daniel hid his smile. Jack had gone through enough of such situations to know this, but the man was also the world's second worst patient. Daniel had no illusions as to the fact that he himself was the absolute worst. He'd been told so often enough.
"Yes, ma'am," Jack answered meekly, which made Janet glared at him. There was no way in hell she believed him.
"So, we're one man, eh, woman short?" Daniel broke the silence before either of the combatants could get into trouble.
"I believe we are," Teal'c answered from his position at the end of the bed. The man was like a living statue at times.
Jack shrugged. "Either the General will assign us a temporary fourth or we're not going off-world until Carter's ready to join us."
"Any idea which it'll be?" Daniel wasn't sure he liked the idea of going off-world with someone new. Ridiculous, really, but he was so used to the team that it felt... wrong. Not that Daniel never left with other teams, but it was never truly... right.
"It'll depend on the nature of the missions scheduled," Jack looked a little worried for a moment, but soon hid it behind a wide smile. "We'll just hope that Carter gets better real soon."
Sam was about to say something, but Janet interrupted them. "She'll get better a lot faster if you gentlemen would leave her to it, and go get some rest of your own." She held up a hand to stop whatever protest they could utter. "Ahah... I don't want her worrying over whether or not you're getting any rest."
The men shot each other a look of surrender, then said their goodbyes to Sam, who yawned deeply before letting Fraiser push her down into the bed and tugging the sheet up around her shoulders.
Daniel realized as they walked down the hallway that it was actually late Friday afternoon. They had the rest of the day off and weren't expected back at work until mid-afternoon Monday. He smiled as he wondered how to convince Jack that he *really* should spend their downtime at Jack's place. They hadn't been together since the night after the war games and to tell the truth, as much as Daniel had been living without the sex for years, he felt deprived after a few days without. It could of course be the fact that one taste of Jack and there would never be anyone good enough to fill the void. Not that there was a void and not that Daniel would ever allow any void to appear... Man, he was babbling internally, just meant he *really* needed to get out of the mountain, into bed and get some rest soon.
Judging from Jack's yawns and the rubbing of tired eyes, they would actually be getting some rest. A thought struck Daniel. What if Jack wanted to go home on his own? Sure, they both seemed sure about what they were doing, but...
"Anything planned for the weekend, Teal'c?" Jack's voice broke the silence.
"I am in need of Kel-no-reem, and I have promised GeneralHammond that I would train a groups of recruits in hand to hand combat this weekend." The stoic man stopped at one elevator, waiting for it to open.
"Thought you'd be relaxing, T," Jack grinned. "Training recruits is considered work."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow, entered the elevator and turned around to look at his team mates. "It *is* relaxing, O'Neill, a piece of pastry."
The doors closed before Jack could correct him. The older man turned to find Daniel grinning at him. "He does that on purpose, doesn't he?" Jack asked as they went to the next elevator, waiting for it to arrive and take them topside.
Daniel smiled as he followed Jack into the elevator. "Of course he does, Jack, I thought you'd learned that by now." It was always fun watching Teal'c make a 'mistake' and Jack plunging right into it, feet first.
"Yeah," Jack leaned back against the metal wall, watching Daniel with a small smile.
"What?" Daniel tried to relax, but the assessing stare felt like beams of heat cutting through his body.
"*You* got any plans for this weekend?" Jack's voice was low and casual.
Daniel finally grinned. "I do, actually," he answered.
"Oh..." Jack seemed to suddenly find the floor of the elevator very interesting.
"But it depends on a little detail..." Daniel didn't have the heart to let Jack suffer. His own doubts were squashed the moment he saw Jack wondering if Daniel had made plans without him.
"Yeah?" Jack's brown eyes connected with Daniel's again. Oh boy, there was no way Daniel could ever disappoint the other man. At least not intentionally.
"Yes, there are certain factors to be taken into consideration." Daniel hid his smile as he watched the numbers telling him they were nearing the surface.
"Like...?"
"Mainly how much food you have in your fridge, do I need to go shop before we go home..." Daniel trailed off, finally giving Jack a searching look before continuing in a more serious voice. "It depends greatly on you wanting company..."
It was as if a weight had been lifted from Jack's shoulders, as the other man finally stood straight, a blinding smile spreading on his face. "I think I can handle company," he answered, eyes twinkling.
"And the fridge?" Daniel walked out of the elevator, knowing that Jack was right behind him.
"Pretty empty, I'd say, but I have a suggestion..." Jack joined him by the check out before they both crossed the parking lot to their respective cars. The sun was high in the sky, it was warm and all in all Daniel couldn't really ask for more. Didn't have to. Anything else he wanted would be given to him freely. One look at Jack confirmed just that.
"And what suggestion would that be, Colonel?" Daniel unlocked his car, but waited for an answer from the other man.
Jack opened the door to his truck, but turned to regard Daniel. "Take-out tonight and grocery shopping tomorrow?"
Daniel nodded. "Sounds like a plan to me."
"Staying over?" Jack cocked his head.
"Just let me get home and pack a few things, and I'll be right over." It all sounded so... innocent, unless of course, Daniel mused, one knew what he knew... "Want me to get the take-out on the way over?"
"Sure," Jack agreed as he got in, closed the door and rolled down the window. "Got something special in mind?"
"Chinese?" Daniel leaned against the side of his own car. He couldn't help wondering how they'd grown accustomed to this so fast. Maybe the problems would come later? If they did, hopefully it'd be a *lot* later. For now he would settle for having what they could have and... enjoying the sight of how the sun's bright rays played through Jack's grey hair.
"Chinese's fine..." Jack trailed off and gave Daniel a strange look. "Wha?"
Daniel frowned. "What?"
"What'cha staring at?" Jack put on his safety belt.
"I'll tell you later," Daniel answered with a grin. He wasn't about to tell Jack, in the middle of the base's parking lot, how much he liked that grey hair. One, he wasn't that sappy... at the moment at least, and two, this really wasn't the right place for it.
Jack merely raised an eyebrow, nodded and started the truck.
With a wide grin, Daniel got into his own car, buckled up and started the car. Life was good, they were all alive, even if Sam had gotten a few bruises. They had the weekend off and he had the feeling he'd be spending it at Jack's place and that clothes would be optional... most of the time. Sniggering to himself he pulled out of his parking space and set a course for his apartment.
TBC
unbeta'ed -- the usual, you know I'm only doing this to keep going... and to annoy you *g*
wordcount: 1,717
TITLE: Appearances can be deceiving...
PAIRING: Jack/Daniel
RATING: NC-17 (at least at some point I think it will be...)
CATEGORY: ER, A/A
SEASON/SPOILERS: None
SUMMARY: Didn't think I'd just forget about Thompson, did ya?
SERIES/SEQUEL: Sequel to War Games
-----
"Sorry, sir, I'll duck faster next time." Sam gave their CO a shaky smile as she squirmed in the hospital bed to get at least a little more comfortable.
"You do that, Carter," Jack gave her a tired smile of his own.
Daniel stayed where he was, even though all he wanted was to step forward and put his arms around Jack. Wouldn't do of course. Sighing inwardly, Daniel gave into reaching out and putting his hand comfortingly on Jack's shoulder. The older man relaxed visibly.
Teal'c hovered at the end of the bed as the two men took to the side. Daniel yawned deeply. They'd gotten home from the war game Tuesday and gone back out Wednesday. The mission had been a quiet one, well up until the forces of nature had decided to teach them a lesson. A huge earthquake... or would that be a planet quake? Well, it had divided the team and Sam had been thrown off a narrow ledge, sliding almost 100 feet into a valley below them.
Amazingly she hadn't broken anything, but the bruises and minor injuries were enough to keep her in bed for at least a few weeks. Daniel leaned forward to give her a reassuring smile. "Got anything planned for the, eh, medical downtime?" Daniel knew that Sam was as bad as he was when it came to working against the Doctor's orders.
"A few things, yes, but seriously, I'll be up and out of here before you know it." For all in the world she looked like a petulant child who'd been told she couldn't go out to play. Not far from the truth, really.
"Oh no you don't, Sam. You've got a fractured rib. You're not going too far from here at the moment." Janet Fraiser appeared out of nowhere, startling them all. Well, except from Teal'c, who, if he'd been surprised, hid it well.
"When's she gonna be fit for duty again, Doc?" Jack asked, leaning into Daniel's hand as if he was drawing strength from the other man. Daniel wasn't entirely sure that wasn't the case. He suspected that Jack would crash once they got home. None of them had had much rest since returning. They'd showered, debriefed and gone straight to the infirmary to check on their team mate.
"It *will* take time, Colonel, as you very well know..." Janet gave him a stern look.
Jack looked a little guilty, and Daniel hid his smile. Jack had gone through enough of such situations to know this, but the man was also the world's second worst patient. Daniel had no illusions as to the fact that he himself was the absolute worst. He'd been told so often enough.
"Yes, ma'am," Jack answered meekly, which made Janet glared at him. There was no way in hell she believed him.
"So, we're one man, eh, woman short?" Daniel broke the silence before either of the combatants could get into trouble.
"I believe we are," Teal'c answered from his position at the end of the bed. The man was like a living statue at times.
Jack shrugged. "Either the General will assign us a temporary fourth or we're not going off-world until Carter's ready to join us."
"Any idea which it'll be?" Daniel wasn't sure he liked the idea of going off-world with someone new. Ridiculous, really, but he was so used to the team that it felt... wrong. Not that Daniel never left with other teams, but it was never truly... right.
"It'll depend on the nature of the missions scheduled," Jack looked a little worried for a moment, but soon hid it behind a wide smile. "We'll just hope that Carter gets better real soon."
Sam was about to say something, but Janet interrupted them. "She'll get better a lot faster if you gentlemen would leave her to it, and go get some rest of your own." She held up a hand to stop whatever protest they could utter. "Ahah... I don't want her worrying over whether or not you're getting any rest."
The men shot each other a look of surrender, then said their goodbyes to Sam, who yawned deeply before letting Fraiser push her down into the bed and tugging the sheet up around her shoulders.
Daniel realized as they walked down the hallway that it was actually late Friday afternoon. They had the rest of the day off and weren't expected back at work until mid-afternoon Monday. He smiled as he wondered how to convince Jack that he *really* should spend their downtime at Jack's place. They hadn't been together since the night after the war games and to tell the truth, as much as Daniel had been living without the sex for years, he felt deprived after a few days without. It could of course be the fact that one taste of Jack and there would never be anyone good enough to fill the void. Not that there was a void and not that Daniel would ever allow any void to appear... Man, he was babbling internally, just meant he *really* needed to get out of the mountain, into bed and get some rest soon.
Judging from Jack's yawns and the rubbing of tired eyes, they would actually be getting some rest. A thought struck Daniel. What if Jack wanted to go home on his own? Sure, they both seemed sure about what they were doing, but...
"Anything planned for the weekend, Teal'c?" Jack's voice broke the silence.
"I am in need of Kel-no-reem, and I have promised GeneralHammond that I would train a groups of recruits in hand to hand combat this weekend." The stoic man stopped at one elevator, waiting for it to open.
"Thought you'd be relaxing, T," Jack grinned. "Training recruits is considered work."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow, entered the elevator and turned around to look at his team mates. "It *is* relaxing, O'Neill, a piece of pastry."
The doors closed before Jack could correct him. The older man turned to find Daniel grinning at him. "He does that on purpose, doesn't he?" Jack asked as they went to the next elevator, waiting for it to arrive and take them topside.
Daniel smiled as he followed Jack into the elevator. "Of course he does, Jack, I thought you'd learned that by now." It was always fun watching Teal'c make a 'mistake' and Jack plunging right into it, feet first.
"Yeah," Jack leaned back against the metal wall, watching Daniel with a small smile.
"What?" Daniel tried to relax, but the assessing stare felt like beams of heat cutting through his body.
"*You* got any plans for this weekend?" Jack's voice was low and casual.
Daniel finally grinned. "I do, actually," he answered.
"Oh..." Jack seemed to suddenly find the floor of the elevator very interesting.
"But it depends on a little detail..." Daniel didn't have the heart to let Jack suffer. His own doubts were squashed the moment he saw Jack wondering if Daniel had made plans without him.
"Yeah?" Jack's brown eyes connected with Daniel's again. Oh boy, there was no way Daniel could ever disappoint the other man. At least not intentionally.
"Yes, there are certain factors to be taken into consideration." Daniel hid his smile as he watched the numbers telling him they were nearing the surface.
"Like...?"
"Mainly how much food you have in your fridge, do I need to go shop before we go home..." Daniel trailed off, finally giving Jack a searching look before continuing in a more serious voice. "It depends greatly on you wanting company..."
It was as if a weight had been lifted from Jack's shoulders, as the other man finally stood straight, a blinding smile spreading on his face. "I think I can handle company," he answered, eyes twinkling.
"And the fridge?" Daniel walked out of the elevator, knowing that Jack was right behind him.
"Pretty empty, I'd say, but I have a suggestion..." Jack joined him by the check out before they both crossed the parking lot to their respective cars. The sun was high in the sky, it was warm and all in all Daniel couldn't really ask for more. Didn't have to. Anything else he wanted would be given to him freely. One look at Jack confirmed just that.
"And what suggestion would that be, Colonel?" Daniel unlocked his car, but waited for an answer from the other man.
Jack opened the door to his truck, but turned to regard Daniel. "Take-out tonight and grocery shopping tomorrow?"
Daniel nodded. "Sounds like a plan to me."
"Staying over?" Jack cocked his head.
"Just let me get home and pack a few things, and I'll be right over." It all sounded so... innocent, unless of course, Daniel mused, one knew what he knew... "Want me to get the take-out on the way over?"
"Sure," Jack agreed as he got in, closed the door and rolled down the window. "Got something special in mind?"
"Chinese?" Daniel leaned against the side of his own car. He couldn't help wondering how they'd grown accustomed to this so fast. Maybe the problems would come later? If they did, hopefully it'd be a *lot* later. For now he would settle for having what they could have and... enjoying the sight of how the sun's bright rays played through Jack's grey hair.
"Chinese's fine..." Jack trailed off and gave Daniel a strange look. "Wha?"
Daniel frowned. "What?"
"What'cha staring at?" Jack put on his safety belt.
"I'll tell you later," Daniel answered with a grin. He wasn't about to tell Jack, in the middle of the base's parking lot, how much he liked that grey hair. One, he wasn't that sappy... at the moment at least, and two, this really wasn't the right place for it.
Jack merely raised an eyebrow, nodded and started the truck.
With a wide grin, Daniel got into his own car, buckled up and started the car. Life was good, they were all alive, even if Sam had gotten a few bruises. They had the weekend off and he had the feeling he'd be spending it at Jack's place and that clothes would be optional... most of the time. Sniggering to himself he pulled out of his parking space and set a course for his apartment.
TBC
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*g*
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In the totally non-smutty sense.
*g*
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I have my very own cheerleader!
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More more more!
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Um, I'm just glad you're enjoying the ride ^_~
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lol, you don't have to worry yet, i'm stuck on f3wi, remember?!
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right
too bad really -- it's summer here now, around 20-25C - it'd be better than the cold on your f3wi
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and summer here is well...errr 32 degrees average with over 90% humidity (you'll hear me complaining as of november, lol).
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90%... ::rolls over and pants::
I'd go nuts, that's for sure *g*
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*sighs in perfect bliss*
Is part 2 almost done? Please??
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And Yay! I have minions (and a strange flashback to Harmony's comment on Buffy ages ago...)