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The Return
By The Huntress
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SG1 was ordered on stand down until General Hammond decided otherwise. He didn't quite understand what had happened to Daniel Jackson, a young man he had grown to respect and love like a son. All he knew was that the man was gone.
He saw how devastated Jack O'Neill was, knowing how much Daniel meant to the colonel. Trying to strangle Jonas had brought that all out. It had taken four Marines, plus Teal'c, to stop the colonel from killing the younger man.
As he was leaving the Mountain that night he'd heard the sounds of quiet sobbing in Daniel's office. Using his override code to open the door he'd found Jack on the floor, an empty pint of bourbon in his hand. Where Jack had found the bottle George didn't know, nor did he care.
Jack's eyes met his, red-rimmed and tear-filled. "He's not coming back this time, George." He took a quick breath. "Daniel's gone for good."
"Come on Jack." George helped him to his feet, steadying him. "Let me take you home."
"Yeah, home."
Nobody said a word as they left the base. As far as they knew, Daniel Jackson had died on a mission.
Jack swayed as he stood by the car. "I can drive myself sir."
"Sure Jack. Of course you can." George helped him into the car, buckling Jack in. He got in the driver's side, and smiled softly. The colonel had passed out.
Hammond took him home, got him inside, and watched as Jack collapsed on the sofa. "We'll survive this Jack. Just like we always do." He quietly left, not hearing the soft cries of, "Danny, why'd ya leave me?" echoing through the empty house.
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Time passes quickly, life goes on. Jack and SG1 went back to their jobs of saving the world.
Jack hadn't dated, or attempted to date, in all that time. He would *never* be with anyone again...it would be like betraying Daniel. When Daniel left he'd taken part of Jack's soul with him.
Twelve months to the day of Daniel's 'ascendance' and Jack sat alone in his house, shot of JD in one hand, cigarette in the other. Since there were no allergies to be considerate of, Jack had taken up smoking again. As he downed his second shot he saw the photo of Daniel he kept on the coffee table, a younger Daniel on Abydos, courtesy of Lou Feretti. God Daniel looked sexy in the desert.
He glanced up at the other photos on the wall, of the two of them, of the team. His eyes stopped at the newest photo, heart skipping a beat. He swallowed hard as he realized it was SG1 but there was no Daniel.
Jack realized that Jonas had become valuable to his team, had become part of his 'family' in the last year, much as he hated to admit it. 'Ah, the last year,' he thought, putting out his cigarette, immediately lighting another. He grimaced as he thought about some of the things that had occurred, the incident with Kinsey foremost in his mind.
He wished he *had* been the one to shoot Kinsey. *He* wouldn't have missed. He had sold his soul for the sake of his friends, his 'family'. For George, Sam, and Teal'c. For Jonas and Lou and Janet. His very public handshake with Robert Kinsey had pretty much ensured the man's ticket to the White House. It was the only way for Jack to save things at Cheyenne Mountain.
But six weeks ago Robert Kinsey's wife had found a note, in the senator's own handwriting, stating that he was leaving, that he couldn't cope with what he had done; the assassination attempt, and the framing of Jack O'Neill, had been documented. She couldn't have cared less that he was gone. The man had done nothing but abuse her and their children, both physically and emotionally, for thirty years. She'd immediately booked a flight to Colorado Springs, hand delivering the note to Jack O'Neill personally, exonerating his reputation and giving him back his honor.
Robert Kinsey had disappeared without a trace.
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Sam was looking for a vid from an old mission going through the boxes of Daniel's stuff that were stored at the SGC. She found the vid she was looking for, clearly marked, then noticed two others that were unlabeled, which was odd. All the other vids were well labeled. She and Janet watched the first few minutes of the first video, and realized it was footage of SG1 both onworld and off...footage that Sam knew had never made it into their reports. Seven years worth of memories. Some with sound, some without.
The first scene showed Sam and Teal'c slipping in the mud on P4Z-779. The MALP had shown mud...nothing but mud. It was only when they arrived, and fell in it, that they found out it wasn't...the entire planet was full of shit. The entire team smelled for days.
Sam began to giggle, snuggling into her lover's arms. "I was so young."
"You're still young," Janet almost beamed, kissing Sam softly.
"I didn't even know he took these," Sam whispered. "Sneaky bastard."
"It's always the quiet ones," Janet grinned.
The years flew by, the two women growing misty eyed as they watched everyone change. Sam felt like she was watching 'This Is Your Life'. Halfway through Sam stopped the tape. "Enough of that. Let's see what's on the other tape." The second tape was also new to Sam. It opened on a beautiful landscape....
Five minutes into the tape Janet and Sam nearly both went into cardiac arrest. Sam quickly ejected the tape, grabbing her coat. "I'm going to run these by Jack's house."
Janet chased after her. "Not without me you're not."
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Jack O'Neill opened his door to the two women. He was unshaven, bleary eyed, and held a lit joint. He caught Janet's eyes, shrugging as he blatantly inhaled. "I'm on vacation, remember? Whaddya want?" Jack didn't even pretend to invite them in. He clearly didn't want any company.
But these two women weren't company, they were family. And they just pushed him aside, went in, sat on the couch, and grinned at him.
"I was looking for the video from P7X-557 since SG5 will be returning there. I came across these." Sam handed him the tapes. "It's some...footage...of missions. Daniel caught us at our...well, I don't know if best or worst fits the bill as far as description."
Jack's whole demeanor changed, almost snarling at Sam. "You went through his stuff? I told you if you needed anything, I would...."
Sam cut him off. "It's okay Colonel. I understand now."
"*We* understand now," Janet added. "Watch the tapes Jack."
"Look, I'm sorry for yelling. It's the first time I've had off since that business with Anubis, ya know? Seeing Daniel, having him so close...."
Both women nodded, Janet speaking. "Jack, enjoy your time off. And if you need Sam for anything, forget it. I'm taking her camping for the next few days and neither one of us is taking a cell phone."
"By the way, what's Cassie doing this summer?" Jack asked. "School's out in three weeks."
"She's spending it in DC with Major Davis and his family," Janet said. "She's going to learn how things work in the Pentagon and Congress."
"My kid's gonna be a politician?" Jack asked, making a sour face.
"Don't panic Jack," Sam grinned. "She still wants to be the first female goalie in the NHL. In fact, since she turns eighteen in three months, my friend Mike arranged a try out with the Avalanche for her. As far as Washington, it was either intern there, or go to camp Wanamachuk again."
Jack snickered, thinking about the phone call he'd gotten from Cassie the year before, begging him to come 'rescue' her from Sam's 'summer alma mater'. He, Teal'c, and Jonas had driven to North Carolina to pick her up, then took her to Disneyworld for a week.
"Jack," Janet said, nodding to the joint in his hand, "marijuana does not take away problems. It's like alcohol...it only numbs them."
Jack ignored her, taking a toke. "Ya told me I should stop drinking hard alcohol and I did." Janet nodded to the open bottle of JD. "Mostly." He shrugged. "Ya told me to lose weight and cut back on candy bars, so I did. I lost twelve pounds. I don't date, I have no time for a life, and it's my only fucking vice." His mouth twitched. "Besides, it's perfectly legal."
"Since when?" Janet asked.
"This is something that grows wild on Chulak. Teal'c brought some back for me. I guess the Goa'uld transplanted more than people, huh?"
Janet opened her mouth to retort, but Sam yanked her to her feet. "We're going Jack. Just watch the tapes."
Jack sighed, closing the door behind them. He sneered at the closed door, poured himself a shot of whiskey and popped a tape in. The first thing he saw was what he had dubbed 'Planet Crap,' and couldn't help smiling.
Sam, of all people, complaining when she broke a nail.
Teal'c describing his favorite dish in the commissary, and Jack and Lou throwing up their lunch...all over Griff.
A food fight between four SG teams.
Cassie caught on camera spiking the punch at the SGC Christmas party. Along with Jack, Lou, Sam, and George. George doing the limbo had been the high point of any party before or since.
Then there were the 'off mountain' videos of him that Daniel had taken when they were not on duty. Jack thought back to all the times he had seen the camera on the kitchen counter, or on the back porch, and just ignored it, not giving it a second thought. 'Danny, you little shit!' Jack laughed out loud for the first time in months.
Jack cursing at his computer, picking it up, and nearly throwing it through the window. Then thinking and setting it softly back on the desk, screaming for Daniel.
Getting excited over new coloring books and a fresh box of 96 crayons...his 'ultra-super-secret' vice.
He and General Hammond as Jack and George, having deep and meaningful conversations...Who was cooler, Starsky or Hutch? Why didn't the villains unmask Batman when they had him in their clutches? Who had nicer tits...Jayne Mansfield or Pamela Anderson?
Jack admitting to George how he felt about Daniel.
"WHAT?" Jack rewound the tape. He remembered that, it was the day after Daniel came back from the dead the first time on Apophis' ship. Seeing him in the Gateroom had been the second most joyous day in Jack's entire forty-eight years, coming in just behind Charlie's birth. For it was the day Jack O'Neill discovered the other half of his soul.
But he hadn't told Daniel, because he was afraid Daniel couldn't love him back with the same intensity Jack loved him with. Because Daniel had a wife out there, somewhere. Because he had promised to find Daniel's wife. Because he didn't want to get hurt again.
No, he hadn't told Daniel any of this. He had told George. 'Aw, fuck, Daniel. You knew. Oh baby, you knew, and you never said anything.' He took another hit off the joint, watching the scene change, and giggling.
The infamous Jell-O match between Sam and an Amazon of a woman who had hit on Janet.
Jack talking his way out of a speeding ticket. 'He had the camera in the car!'
Then there was Cassie...his daughter. Yep, she was his all right. It was right there, in Technicolor, the signing of the adoption papers, one of the proudest days of his life. The day Cassie's name became Cassandra Carter Jackson O'Neill Frasier. They had decided, since Janet was on Earth most of the time, that Cassie live with her, and she be listed as the adoptive mother. But it had been deemed important, per Daniel, that Cassie have a father. Jack remembered the delight in Cassie's eyes when he volunteered for the job, knowing they mirrored his own.
He watched as she grew before his eyes, 'Daniel must have spent hours editing this,' going from pre-teen to teenager. He laughed again as she was heard saying, "Fer crying out loud!" in the exasperated tone he always used.
One of Cassie's hockey games.
Cassie's first fistfight at said hockey game, when half the SGC got involved and George Hammond had to bail fourteen people under his command out of jail...including his 2IC, and a visiting Bra'tac. Jack nearly choked as he remembered Daniel muttering something about, 'If the cops strip search Teal'c and Bra'tac....' Thankfully it hadn't come to that. Although Jack would have loved to have seen the looks on the cops faces if they *had* done it.
After forty minutes Jack stopped the tape and put in the second one.
A beautiful landscape, blue and purple sky against a green sun. Jack remembered the planet; remembered what had happened there. The day Jack had finally had enough of bottling his feelings and crept up behind Daniel, who was taking a video of the landscape. Jack turned Daniel so their eyes met, leaned down, and kissed him. Daniel dropped the camera, which fell upright, and captured the moment on film.
Which Jack was watching right now...their first kiss.
It also captured what happened next, in living color, and in crisp and clear Surround sound.
Jack lay the joint in the ashtray, hands undoing his pants on autopilot, sliding his cock out, stroking himself.
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He had taken Daniel for the first time that day, against a tree no less, that goddamned camera showing each thrust, recording each moan, every "FUCK ME JACK!", every scream of "MORE...YES...HARDER!"
He stroked himself harder, faster, watching as he came, came inside Daniel, in his beloved. Hearing his voice shout, "I LOVE YOU!" as he filled Daniel.
He watched the look on his face, the look of rapture as he came, reluctantly pulling away, turning Daniel to face him, taking possession of that sweet mouth. Legs weakening, they slid to the ground, one of them knocking the camera to its side, unknowingly giving it the right angle.
Daniel pulling Jack's shirt off, his face showing desperation, need. Jack kissing him, pulling back, grasping the edges of Daniel's shirt, pulling it off. Jack attacking his nipples with hunger, moaning against Daniel's chest. Pushing Daniel's legs to his chest, spreading them, cock hard again, aching for release.
"Never got it up again so quickly. Ahh, Danny, what you do to me."
"Fuck me again Jack. Need you to shove that rock hard dick up my ass."
And Jack did just that, never taking his eyes from Daniel's. "Filthy mouthed linguist."
"C'mon Jack, you can fuck me harder then that."
"I'll give you hard...." Jack gritted his teeth, shoving deeper, leaning down, taking Daniel's mouth. This position drove his cock deeper still, hitting that sweet spot deep within Daniel.
"Jack." It was a soft moan and it pushed Jack over the edge.
He hammered into Daniel, hitting that spot each time, watching Daniel's face, seeing the ecstasy there. The look *he* put there. Jack felt the nails raking down his chest, fingers sliding up, pulling at his nipples. He took Daniel's cock in hand, gripping tight, stroking hard. "Lemme watch you cream baby...c'mon Danny, come for me."
And Daniel did, shooting his load long and hard, covering the two of them. Jack's head fell back, eyes closing, almost howling as he came again. After what seemed like forever, he opened them, looking down at Daniel, seeing the stupidest look on Daniel's face. "What?"
"I love you, Colonel O'Neill."
"Love ya too, Doctor Jackson."
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Jack sat there, alone on his couch, erection long ago softened, tears running down his face. At some point watching their first time, he had glanced to his side and realized Daniel wasn't there. 'And why didn't you share this with me Danny?'
He looked up at a picture of Daniel at a dig site and couldn't help the smile. "Miss you babe. So much." He stood up and headed for the shower. "You have an early briefing tomorrow, Colonel."
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Jack was sleeping peacefully and rolled over to one side of the bed. A moment later he heard the scream of "AHHHHHH!" felt something hit the bed, heard the bed creak, and collapse to the floor.
Eyes flying open, he reached for the nightstand and his gun. That was when he heard it, a soft groan.
"Oh shit, I broke the bed."
Jack slowly turned around, gun forgotten. He knew that voice. "Daniel?"
"Oma doesn't believe in soft landings," Daniel gave him a soft smile while he explained. "The little debacle with Anubis, I pissed a few of the...'ascended'...off."
Jack slowly stood, turning on the light. He saw the man next to him, the very *naked* man next to him, squinting at him.
"Great," Daniel groaned. "Here I ascended, became a higher life form, and when they send me back they don't even give me 20/20 vision."
Jack opened the drawer, hand going for his gun. 'Believe'. A voice, *Oma's* voice, echoed in his head. Jack's hand shifted and he turned to Daniel.
"Here."
"You have a pair of my glasses?" Daniel asked, putting them on.
Jack shrugged. "I also have your clothes, your artifacts, and your fish."
"You hate the fish."
"Yeah, well...." Jack stopped, mouth dropping open. "Daniel."
"Jack."
"Daniel."
Daniel sighed. "Jack."
"Dan...."
Daniel put his hand up. "Me Daniel, you Jack. I think we've established that."
"Danny...." Jack dropped to the bed, taking Daniel's face in his hands. "My Danny...." He leaned in for a kiss, chaste, afraid this was another dream, afraid he would wake up.
Daniel deepened the kiss, tongue sucking on Jack's, making love to it. "Love you Jack." Mouth sealing over Jack's again. "Missed you." Rolling them over, laying under Jack.
Jack began to move, feeling Daniel's cock hot, hard, and insistent against his. "Ah, Danny...not a dream...really here...."
"Yes Jack...I'm here."
Jack suddenly froze, sitting up. He tilted his head, studying Daniel. "How....?"
"I told you. The...incident...with Anubis."
"Wow. It sure doesn't take much to piss them off," Jack chuckled, still unsure of what he was seeing and hearing.
"Well, there were other things also." Daniel winced, almost afraid.
Jack noticed. Some things never changed. "What else did you do?"
"Uh, Senator Kinsey is now living on P4C-170."
"The planet with the human-sized...roaches?"
"Yeah. He's insane Jack. He relives every evil thing he ever did again and again. He thinks he's in Hell."
"Why Daniel?"
"I was watching. I saw what he did to you. How he killed a part of you. The part that was..." Daniel smiled softly. "...pure."
"Daniel, I am a lot of things, but I haven't been pure for about thirty years."
"You're wrong Jack. And I didn't need to ascend to see it."
"What else?" Jack asked, apprehensive.
"Harry got a few cabana boys."
"You were watching?!"
"That was the biggest problem they had. I was supposed to help *all* living things, but instead I concentrated on just one...you."
"You gave Harry cabana boys? Boys, as in more then one?"
"He'd repented for his sins. I couldn't help it."
"What else?" Jack asked, knowing there was more.
Daniel leaned in, lips brushing Jack's. "I missed you so much Jack."
"You saw me. More then once."
"I couldn't touch you." Daniel brushed a finger along Jack's cheek. "I *so* wanted to touch you."
Jack kissed Daniel lightly. "What else did ya do?" Jack grinned. "Am I gonna be proud of you?"
"I peeked in the women's locker room once."
"Not bad."
"I, uh," Daniel ducked his head, cheeks turning crimson. "Never mind."
"Oh no. Nononono. You are not getting away with that."
"Okay Jack. But you're not gonna like it."
"Danny, I never thought we would have one of these...deep and meaningful conversations...again. Now talk."
Daniel's eyes met his. "IwatchedSamandJanetinbedmorethenonce."
Jack opened his mouth, then quickly shut it. He stared at the younger man as if he were insane. Then a thought popped into his head. Being he was Jack, of course he voiced it. "Were they hot together?"
"Very," Daniel replied, without thinking.
"You're a pervert."
"Well I wasn't until l met you!" Daniel fired back. "I started at Cheyenne Mountain as an innocent." He batted his eyelashes at Jack. "You, my colonel, corrupted me."
Jack pulled out a cigarette, lit it, standing again, pacing across the room. He stopped, staring at the man sitting on the bed...which was on the floor. "I'm sorry. I want to believe it's you, but...."
Daniel sneezed, glaring at Jack. "Why are you smoking? Besides the fact that the chemicals will kill you, you know I'm allergic to cigarette smoke." Another sneeze.
"You're a hallucination. Yeah." Jack nodded to himself, and picked up the joint. "It's this fucking weed of Teal'c's, gotta be. Good shit. You would have liked this stuff Danny. Better then the crap *you* were growing. Who knows? If half a joint brought you here maybe if I finish it, I'll actually...feel you when I whack off."
"Jack, I am here. You smoke anymore of that stuff and you'll be having visions of Apophis and Sokar."
"Already did Dannyboy. First time Teal'c brought this stuff back. He, on the other hand, had visions of Lou in a ballet tutu."
"A ballet tutu?"
Jack shrugged. "I saw Jonas in a...." He stopped, seeing the glow behind Daniel, eyes moving from the glow to Daniel, breathing quickening, almost panicking. "No! Please don't take him back! Just let me have a little while. Just until morning. Please?" The glow vanished. "Just until morning Danny. Then you can go back."
Daniel sighed to himself. Jack was going to be in for one hell of a shock in the morning. But for now...."Okay Jack. I'll stay until morning. But I have a stipulation." Jack nodded. "First, do you have lube?" A nod. "Good. Now, my only stipulation is that you fuck me senseless. I mean fuck me until you can't get it up anymore, until you're so worn down that your dick feels like it's going to fall off. Fuck me on my back, on my stomach, on the floor, on the table, in the shower...."
"I can do that," Jack smiled.
The smile he got back could have lit up the entire city of Colorado Springs for a month.
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Jack woke up in the morning, seeing the sunshine, hearing the birds chirping, and took his usual attitude. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He climbed out of his bed (which was no longer on the floor) and stumbled to the bathroom, picking up his toothbrush and toothpaste.
"Good fucking weed. From Apophis as Little Red Riding Hood, to Jonas tied to my bed as a rent boy in a pair of leopard-print briefs, to Daniel descending."
"Jonas in leopard-print briefs? Not me?"
"Yes Daniel, Jonas in...." Jack squeezed all the toothpaste out of the tube. "Whoa! Never had morning after hallucinations before."
"Jack, I'm not a hallucination. I'm real."
Jack didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Danny? Oh fuck! Danny!" Jack hesitated for a moment before pulling the younger man into his arms, kissing him breathless. "Real. Really real. Not going back?"
"Staying Jack. If you want me to."
Looking around the room, Jack tried to spot any glowy spots. "You can't have him back, ya hear! If he goes I go with him! And so do Carter and Teal'c! If one ascends, we all ascend! You guys got that?!"
"Jonas is a part of the team now too."
"Okay, okay." Jack looked up. "JONAS TOO!"
"And the leopard-print briefs."
"Shut up Daniel."
"I love you too Jack."
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Jack parked his truck and turned to Daniel. "I love you Spacemonkey." He kissed Daniel softly.
"That's it Jack. Get it all out now; before we go inside."
They got out of the truck, Daniel missing the evil smirk on Jack's face.
Jack and Daniel stopped at the desk on their way in. Jack smiled at the Marine on duty.
This unnerved the Marine to no end. Jack O'Neill never smiled at him. He glanced at the man beside the colonel. "You're bringing a civilian into the facility, Colonel? He has to be cleared. I'm sorry sir. You know regs."
"He has ID...Lieutenant." Jack reached into his jacket. "I saved this too." He dropped the ID card on the desk. "Full security clearance. You're to extend the same...just make believe he's me when you see him."
The Lieutanant looked at the ID, noting the name, eyes widening. "Doctor Jackson? I've heard about you sir. I thought you were dead."
"I was," Daniel smirked, which made Jack proud, "but I'm feeling much better now." He picked up the ID and walked into the Mountain, Jack following like a happy puppy.
Taking the first elevator was an adventure for Daniel. The moment the doors closed, Jack pushed Daniel against the wall, sucking his tonsils out, but Jack stopped the moment the doors opened, leaving a panting Daniel.
"Oh, that was fun."
Heading for the second elevator, Jack made it a point to grope Daniel's ass in front of the Marine on duty. Daniel blushed, the guard's mouth dropped open, and Jack grinned. They entered the second elevator and before the doors closed Jack shoved Daniel against the wall, kissing him again, giving the Marine something to gossip about.
The doors opened once more on level 28 and Jack got off. He turned, noticing Daniel wasn't beside him. "Come on baby," Jack smiled. "Back to work." He took Daniel's hand in his, watching Daniel turn four shades of red before settling on crimson. "I like holding your hand."
"You're certifiable Jack. Remember, 'don't ask, don't tell'?"
"I'm not asking, you're not telling."
Jack dragged him down the hall, stopping at the briefing room. "Just a second." Jack kissed him again before opening the door. He quickly looked around the room, glad the only people there were his 'family'...they would understand. Stepping inside he closed the door.
"Good morning all," Jack almost sing-songed, grinning from ear to ear. He propped himself on the edge of the table right next to the general. "George, I think the time has come for SG1 to take on a fifth member."
"Colonel, are you alright?"
"Ah George, buddy, you have no idea how fucking wonderful I feel. Fucking being the operative word. All night fucking." Jack closed his eyes and sighed. "All fucking night."
"Colonel! Explain Yourself!" The general raised his voice. "Exactly *what* kind of drugs are you taking?"
"That's the beauty of it. I'm on a natural high. George, I think I found...have you ever...nah, never mind."
"You're not making sense."
"No, he is not," Teal'c said, staring at Jack, as was everyone else.
"Don't haveta. Don't wanna." Jack grinned at all of them. "I'm a happy kind of guy."
"Happy?" Sam asked, getting worried about her CO.
Jack continued to grin. "Happyhappyhappy."
"I want whatever he's on," Jonas chuckled.
"Can't share Jonas. All mine. Mineminemine." Jack grinned maliciously. "And I don't share."
General Hammond picked up the phone. "I'm just going to call Doctor Frasier and...."
Jack stood, walking to the door. "An old friend dropped in on me last night." He actually giggled. "Literally." Jack narrowed his eyes. "Right into my bed." Jack pulled the door open and Daniel, having been leaning against the door to eavesdrop, stumbled inside. He would have tripped over his own feet if Jack hadn't caught him. "Welcome back to SG1, Danny." Jack let Daniel go, taking a seat, but there were only five chairs. Jack pulled Daniel into his lap, opening the folder in front of him. "We'll share, sweetheart. Now, this is P7N-554. The people there are...."
'Sweetheart?' George mouthed to Sam.
"Daniel?" Sam asked, mouth hanging open.
Teal'c's mouth twitched. "Welcome back, DanielJackson."
"You're taking this rather calmly!" Sam snapped at the Jaffa.
"Would someone please explain to me what is going on here?" Hammond asked.
"Danny descended," Jack chuckled. "Into my bed."
"Into your bed?" The general was turning a slight shade of pink.
Sam got out of her seat, warily making her way to the man she considered a brother. She touched his shoulder, wanting to be sure he was real. "Daniel?"
He stood, facing her, giving her that goofy grin he always gave her. "Yeah, it's me Sam."
"Daniel!" Sam hugged him, feeling her eyes moisten, uncaring of the tears. After a few mintues of hugging she pulled away, wiping her eyes. "Sorry. Didn't mean to...."
"It's okay," Daniel smiled. "I missed you too."
Sam went back to her seat, taking the box of tissues with her. Jack pulled Daniel back into his lap, arms around Daniel's waist.
"Do I get an answer to all of this?" Hammond asked. "I mean, I am in charge here."
He thought of his 2IC recalling all the SG teams, canceling all off-world missions, and throwing a four day long wild party (which some had described as an orgy) in the Gateroom the previous month (inviting no less then four friendly alien species, including the Tok'ra) while George was in Texas.
"At least I think I'm in charge here."
"I told ya," Jack said. "Danny descended."
"And what exactly does that mean Jack? And how can you be sure it's *really* Doctor Jackson?"
"Well," Jack drawled, "besides the fact that Oma told me," Jack smirked again, "nobody gives head like my Danny."
Daniel's mouth dropped open, Teal'c raised an eyebrow, and Sam gave up the fight against her giggles.
Jonas, having never experienced Jack and Daniel before, just stared in shock.
George Hammond, the man in charge of keeping the Earth safe from alien attacks, was blushing like a virgin.
"They threw me out," Daniel finally said.
"Anubis?" Teal'c and Jonas asked at the same time.
"Yeah." Daniel would tell them about Kinsey later...at O'Malley's...after they had done a sufficient amount of Jell-O shots.
"I see." George finally composed himself, stood up, and walked over to Daniel.
Daniel stood, meeting his eyes.
"Welcome home, Doctor Jackson. It's an honor to have you back." He saluted Daniel and Daniel grinned, doing his best to give a proper salute in return. "You do know that Doctor Frasier is going to have to examine you."
"Yeah," Daniel sighed, "I know."
"But in the meantime, let's continue with the briefing." Hammond sat back down, then glanced up to see Jack nuzzling Daniel's neck. "Colonel, what are you doing?"
"Always wanted to do this in a briefing sir," Jack answered.
"Excuse me?" The general was pink again.
"A fantasy George. Making out with Daniel during a briefing."
Daniel shrugged his shoulders back, pushing Jack away. "Stop it Jack."
"Aww, Danny, I told ya. For the last year all I thought about was all the things I never got to do; the things I thought I'd never *get* to do."
"General, can you order him to not...do this while we're on base?" Daniel pleaded.
"I never thought I'd see him again," Jack said, puppy-dog eyes and a pout on his face.
The general looked from one man to the other. "Colonel O'Neill...tone it down a bit. I can understand how you feel, getting your...archaeologist...back after so long. But we are still a military facility."
Jack stopped nuzzling, nodding to his CO. "I want him in my lap during briefings."
"I can deal with that," George nodded.
"Naked."
"JACK!" Daniel snapped.
Jack pouted again. "But Daniel...."
"Jack, if you don't behave yourself. I...I'm gonna go and sit in Teal'c's lap."
"You will not do this Daniel," Teal'c said in his usual solemn tone. "O'Neill would do something terrible to me."
"Fine, then I'll sit in Sam's lap."
"And Janet will kill me," Sam said, shaking her head.
"Okay then," Daniel said, "Jonas' lap."
"Uh, how much do you weigh, Doctor Jackson?" Jonas asked. "Because too much weight can cause...."
"Shut up Jonas," Jack said. "My studmuffin will stay in my lap. Because if he tries to move, I'll spank him."
"That would be fun," Daniel chuckled.
Jack ignored him, opening the folder again. "Now, this is P7N-554, babycakes. We're going there later today. Oooh, that reminds me. Danny, we have to get you a new set of BDU's."
"Colonel O'Neill?"
"Yes General Hammond?"
"You will refrain from calling Doctor Jackson sweetheart, babycakes, studmuffin, or anything else in that category while you are on base."
"Angel?"
"No."
"Lover Mine?"
"No."
"Honey Pie?"
"No."
"Aww, okay," Jack said, defeated. "But he sits in my lap."
The general groaned. "Perhaps we should put off this mission for a few days."
"Really sir?" Jack grinned from ear to ear. "Cool. C'mon Danny. We'll stop and see Janet, then go home and make up for the last year."
As they left the briefing, Daniel grinned at Jonas. "Do you own a pair of leopard-print briefs?"
"Shut up Daniel!"
"Ahh," Daniel sighed, "it's good to be home."
FIN
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