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Ah, Sweet Youth
By The Huntress
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Coming through the Stargate was nothing new for Daniel Jackson. He had, after all, been doing it for six years. Coming through it, however, after eating a McDonald's breakfast, was something new.
"What exactly did he eat Teal'c?" Jack asked, watching Daniel throw up. "You two went out for breakfast after spending the night trying to decipher that Goa'uld doohickey thing. How come you're not...." He motioned to Daniel.
"I ate pancakes. DanielJackson purchased one Egg McMuffin and a cup of coffee, but the woman behind the counter smiled at him, and gave him a second. She also gave him pancakes, two servings of hash browns, and orange juice." Teal'c raised his eyebrow, the corner of his mouth turning up a bit. "And her phone number."
"Oh." Jack knelt down beside Daniel. "This is the price you pay for picking up strange women."
Daniel got to his feet, opened his water bottle, and drank. "Shut up Jack."
"You really should eat a more balanced breakfast, Danny."
"O'Neill, what did you have for breakfast?"
"Teal'c, I ate the breakfast of champions."
Sam couldn't help the chuckle. "Wheaties, sir?"
"Are you crazy Carter? I'd rather eat sawdust. Two bowls of good old, All-American Frosted Flakes."
"Yeah," Daniel snickered. "He bought the box because it came with a stuffed Tony the Tiger doll."
"That's the last time I give you a lift to Safeway." Jack couldn't help his smile. "He bought oatmeal. Plain. Breakfast of old men."
"You should know Jack," Daniel smiled, getting a cuff upside the head. "Teal'c, he hit me."
"So I see," Teal'c said solemnly. "O'Neill, do you eat Frosted Flakes because the television says 'they're great'?"
"Oh look, a village," Jack said quickly. "Let's go make nice with the natives." He held his P-90 close to his chest. "Stay alert boys and girls."
All activity ceased when they came into sight. Jack froze up, gripping his weapon.
"Jack, look at them," Daniel said. "They're harmless."
"So's Dracula until he bares his fangs."
The largest of the men came forward. "We are the Pruiks'ma." He was about eight feet tall, hairless, and, at first glance, seemed ominous. His face, however, belied any type of animosity. "We saw the lights from the portal. You came from there?"
"Yes, we did," Daniel said, smiling at him, adding quickly, "but we are not Gods." He had seen too many races thinking of them as Gods, and had made it a habit to ease what could be a fear in many of them.
"What is a God?"
"Vin Diesel, if you're Cassie," Jack deadpanned.
"What is a Vin Diesel?"
Daniel made a face at Jack, then turned back to the Pruiks'ma. "We come in peace, we mean you no harm."
"You are welcome then," the Pruiks'ma said, smiling at them. "What is ours, is yours."
Introductions were made. "I'm Daniel Jackson. This is Samantha Carter, and this is Teal'c." Daniel smirked at Jack. "And this, this is Oscar the Grouch."
Teal'c, of all people, smirked as well. "No, I disagree DanielJackson. He is more like Grover."
"Ha-Ha," Jack sneered.
The Pruiks'ma gestured for them to follow, leading them through the village, introducing them to everyone that came over.
While Daniel began to ask questions of their guide, Jack, ever vigilant, and slightly paranoid, clutched his weapon close, eyes darting everywhere.
"Sir," Sam said softly, "I think we can relax. As Daniel said, these people are friendly."
Jack looked the tall, eight foot, bald Pruiks'ma up and down. "You ever see the Twilight Zone episode, *To Serve Man*?"
"Ah," Teal'c nodded, "we have entered another dimension, a dimension of sight and sound...."
"Shut up Teal'c," Jack growled. "First they lull you into a sense of comfort, and then, when your guard is down...."
"She tried to molest you sir, not eat you," Sam chuckled, thinking of the last planet they were on.
"She tried that too," Jack said, turning slightly pink.
"I don't want to know," Sam sighed.
"Good, because I don't want to tell."
The people all smiled at them, and they were lead to a table, food brought over.
"Sir," Carter began, "do you think it's wise to eat the food?"
Jack looked at Daniel, who was wolfing down something blue. "Daniel, maybe you shouldn't eat anything."
"Jack, it could be an insult if we say no. Besides, I'm hungry."
"If you would have eaten a decent breakfast, you wouldn't be hungry now."
"You should try this. It's good." Daniel licked his lips, savoring the taste. He motioned to Teal'c and Carter, who shrugged, and followed suit, eating as well.
"Not bad sir," Sam smiled, "tastes like chicken."
"That's what Sara used to say. I ended up in the hospital twice with Botulism. No, I think I'll stick to my rations, if it's all the same to you." Jack pulled out a chocolate bar. "Nestle's Crunch. Lunch of champions." He unwrapped it, and was about to take a bite, when he was flanked by two children. He looked from one to the other, then down at his candy bar. Breaking off two pieces, he handed one to each of them, watching them sniff it. "It's okay to eat it." He bit into what was left of his.
The children bit into theirs, smiling, and more kids came over, eyeing Jack and his candy bar. "Me first." A girl, maybe five, looked at him with big green eyes.
Jack paused, looking up, seeing his team watching him. "O-kay." He then proceeded to pull out another Crunch bar, two Snickers, a Kit-Kat, and a Three Musketeers.
"Your dentist must love you," Daniel said, fighting a grin.
"Be prepared is my motto," Jack said, as he passed the candy around. "It's a good thing they didn't ask for what's in your pack. I don't think they could handle Granola bars." His candy gone, he was met with the *very* big brown eyes of a small boy who hadn't gotten any.
"Me?"
Jack gave the boy his softest smile, and reached into his pack, pulling out a bag of Doritos. The boy snatched the bag, running off, and Jack got a satisfied look on his face. He glanced up, to once again find his team staring at him. "What?" He glared at Carter. "Your pack holds Wheat Thins and low-fat cheese spread." A look at Teal'c. "Even after all these years, I don't want to know what you eat. It moves when you touch it."
Carter removed her hat, and the children moved over to her, staring. "Do I have something in my teeth?"
"It's your hair Sam," Daniel realized. "Look at them. Not a blonde in sight."
"Carter would fit right in, if it weren't for Miss Clairol," Jack grinned.
"Pretty." A small girl reached up, and Sam smiled at her, allowing her to touch Sam's hair. "Will you play with us?" Two girl's each took one of Sam's hands, dragging her off.
"Have fun Major," Jack laughed. "Teal'c, go make sure Major Carter survives."
"She will be all right," their guide said.
Jack heard Sam scream, and whirled around, gun at the ready. He lowered it when he saw Sam was only being 'gang-tickled' by the children.
"Jack," Daniel whispered, "relax. You're going to go into cardiac arrest."
"Daniel, after P7X-whatever, I don't feel like relaxing. Okay?"
"I tried to tell you that she was hot for your bod, but you never listen to me."
"I *never* met a woman so aggressive. Even at the Jell-O matches."
Before Daniel could come up with a retort, their guide stood, motioning them to follow. "We are open to you. We hide nothing. All who come in peace, are welcome."
"See?" Daniel grinned, following their guide, Jack sighing, and reluctantly following.
They passed a building, and Daniel peered inside. "Can I take a look in there?"
"You may go anywhere. But it is forbidden to touch that which is in the Great room."
"And just why is it so great?" Jack asked, with a touch of smarm.
The smartass tone went right over the Pruiks'ma's head. "It holds that which is most important to us."
Jack raised an eyebrow at Daniel, who nodded in agreement. "No touching, Jack. I promise. I just want to take a look."
"Then you may enter."
Daniel and Jack entered, staring at the works of art, both painted and sculptured.
"It is the culmination of work by many of my people." Another man came in, and the Pruiks'ma bowed. "I must take my leave for a moment. I shall return."
"So does head lice," Jack mumbled.
"Jack, behave yourself. Think of this as their Museum of Modern Art, their Guggenheim."
"I never much cared for museums," Jack snorted. "Although, when I was in High School, me and Mary Beth McKinney found ourselves alone in a very...erotic exhibit."
"You would, Jack. You know, this one is similar to Greek sculptures, with a touch of...."
"Salvador Dali," Jack snorted, standing before a twisted shape.
Daniel knelt down. "Jack, do you know what this is?" He brushed the base with a fingertip, and the statue fell down, cracking in two.
"*Now* look what you did. You broke it. I swear, Daniel, I can't take you anywhere. If they have a policy of 'you break it you bought it', you better hope they take VISA."
"I just touched it with my finger and...."
The Pruiks'ma that had greeted them ran in, looking down in horror. "What have you done?"
"It was an accident," Daniel said softly. "Really. Um, maybe I can fix it." He grunted as he tried to set a piece upright.
"It's times like this I wish I carried Krazy Glue," Jack sighed, waving a finger in admonishment at Daniel. "You *had* to touch it, didn't ya Daniel?" Jack's teeth began to grind. "The man said *no* touching, but did you listen? Nooo."
"I just wanted to examine it closer Jack. It looked like it might have been an Egyptian hieroglyph."
"SILENCE!" The Pruiks'ma loomed over them. "You disobeyed as children do. Therefore, the punishment shall fit the crime."
"Yeah?" Jack was in the right mood for this. "What are you gonna do? Spank us?" Jack asked sarcastically, unimpressed by either his size or tone of voice. "Make us go to bed without supper?"
"When you have learned what is most important in your lives, you will be as you were."
"Oooh, I'm just shaking in my boots here," Jack deadpanned.
"You will leave. Now." The Pruiks'ma pointed toward the Stargate. "You are no longer welcome." He left them, going into another building.
Jack shrugged, a smile on his face. "Okay. Daniel, let's find Sam and Teal'c, and blow this popsicle stand. You did enough damage..." He smirked. "...again."
"But Jack...."
"Enough Daniel. We don't want to antagonize the natives. Do you want a repeat of P4X-339? Remember? They wanted to have roasted Daniel on a spit."
"I didn't know that fruit drink was so potent!"
"You took a leak in their temple, for Christ's sake!"
Daniel opened his mouth, then quickly shut it, reluctantly nodded, and the two men went out the door. As they were walking toward the other half of SG1, a Pruiks'ma blocked their way. "As children you act, so as children you shall be." He waved a rod in front of them.
"Oh lookie, a magic wand." Jack rolled his eyes. "And you're supposed to say Abracadabra when you wave that thing." He turned and left, and Jack couldn't help the smile. "Ya think he can pull a rabbit out of a hat?"
Daniel suddenly stopped, holding his head. "I don't feel so good." He leaned against a tree, taking deep breaths. "Jack, something's wrong with me."
Jack was not one to argue. The Colonel was on his knees, arms wrapped around his body, groaning in pain.
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Jack came to, looking into Carter's eyes. "My head hurts." He blinked as he heard his voice. It sounded almost falsetto. "What happened?"
"Sir? Colonel?"
"Where's...." Jack was about to ask about Daniel, when he heard the soft groan beside him. "Danny!" He was immediately at his friend's side, but did a double take as he looked down. Daniel looked like a child.
"I hurt," Danny whimpered. "I wanna go home." He too was surprised to hear his voice, and a little scared when he saw the person looking at him, someone he didn't recognize at first, until his blue eyes met familiar brown. "Jack?"
Jack caught his reflection in Daniel's glasses. 'I'm a kid,' he thought. He looked closer at his reflection. 'Hmm. Judging by the face,' he looked down at his body, 'and the rest, I'd say I was around ten.' He nodded as he saw his clothes. 'Looks like the clothes shrunk right along with us.'
"Are you Jack O'Neill?" Sam asked. "And are you Daniel Jackson?"
Jack stood up, staring straight at her...chest. He thought quickly, and decided nobody needed to know he was still himself...sort of. At least not yet. And was Daniel also Daniel? He'd figure that out later. "Umm, yeah. I'm Jack, and that's my buddy Danny. Who are you?"
"I'm...Sam Carter," she said quickly. "And that's Teal'c."
"Whoa!" Jack said, staring in awe at Teal'c. "I bet *you* eat all your veggies."
"I wanna go home!" Daniel whined.
"It's okay Danny," Jack said softly, helping Daniel to his feet, contemplating Daniel's reaction. 'Maybe Daniel's not himself after all.'
The Pruiks'ma then appeared before them, and Daniel's eyes widened. He sought the only safe place he knew...he hid behind Jack.
"What have you done to them?" Teal'c demanded.
"They are, in your years, ten. When they have learned, they will change back on their own." He vanished, before any more questions could be asked.
"That was cryptic," Sam said. "I have no idea how to explain this to the General. Colonel..." She got no response. "Um, Jack, how would you and Daniel like to come on a trip with Teal'c and I?"
"Do we get ice cream?" Jack asked innocently.
"Sure," she answered.
"Okay." He took Daniel's hand. "It's okay Danny. I'll take care of ya."
Daniel didn't say a word, holding Jack's hand tighter. They approached the gate, and Jack got all excited.
"We gonna go through there?"
"Yes Jack," Sam told him. "Don't be afraid."
"I'm not afraid of nothin'!"
"I didn't think you would be," she answered, as she dialed home.
Daniel was hesitant as the gate opened, but Jack just squeezed his hand. "I'll be right beside you all the way." Daniel nodded, and the four stepped through the gate.
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Coming out on the other side, they were met by General Hammond and Colonel Maybourne, who was on temporary assignment at the SGC. Sam gave them a quick explanation.
"How long have they been like this?" General Hammond asked, staring at the two boys.
"About an hour," Sam answered. "All we were told, is that it's not permanent."
"I hope not," General Hammond muttered, following them all to the infirmary.
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Janet was a bit shocked at what she saw, but after everything she had experienced at the SGC, she decided maybe it wasn't that strange after all. One of the nurses took Jack over to a table, and Janet tried to take Daniel's hand.
"NO!"
"Daniel, I need to examine you, make sure you're okay." She smiled at him, but he shook his head.
"NO! DON'T WANNA!"
"Now Daniel...." Janet started, in her firmest voice.
Daniel's eyes welled with tears. "No. I want Jack."
"Daniel...."
The tears came now, full force. "I WANT JACK! JAAAACK!!"
Jack was beside him a moment later. "It's okay Danny. You don't have to let them touch you if you don't want. " He pulled Daniel into a hug. "Now stop crying, and maybe we'll get to play with that gate thingy."
"Ya think?"
Jack nearly giggled at his favorite phrase coming from Daniel, but kept his composure. "Yeah, I think." He glared at Janet. "Leave him alone. He didn't do nothin'."
"I just want to examine him, make sure he's okay."
"Danny, maybe you should let her. It'll be fine. I'll stay right here with you and hold your hand."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
Janet finally finished the exams, and could find nothing physically wrong with either Jack or Daniel. "For ten year olds, they're in perfect health."
"But they don't know who we are?" Hammond asked.
"No sir. They do, however, know each other. It might have something to do with the change."
Jack picked up a mallet, and hit Maybourne on the arm, watching Maybourne's arm jump. He smiled, and hit him in the knee...hard.
"OWW!"
"Just checking your reflexes," Jack said, with a nod. "Ya gotta have good ones." He picked up a pair of forceps with one hand, a scalpel in the other, and gave Maybourne a look that would have made a jackal proud.
Maybourne cringed and backed away.
Janet grabbed the instruments from Jack.
"I think a debriefing is in order," the General said. "My office."
"A debriefing huh," Jack said. "I know what those are. I seen James Bond."
"Daniel," Janet asked softly. "Are you okay?"
Daniel just nodded. Sam went to take his hand, but Daniel shook his head, and took Jack's hand instead.
"I'll take care of him," Jack said firmly, smiling at the smaller boy.
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"How long is it going to last?" The General, long practiced at dealing with his grandchildren, caught Jack's hand as it was reaching for his model B-17 Bomber. "Don't touch it son. You'll break it."
"We don't know. The only thing the Pruiks'ma said, is that when they learned, they'd change back on their own."
"When they learned what?" Hammond was slowly getting annoyed with Jack, who was going through his desk now.
"I don't have the slightest idea." Sam just shrugged.
Jack picked up the red phone on the General's desk. "Wow! Is this the Batphone? Calling Batman and Robin...."
Hammond snatched the receiver, hanging it up. "SG-1 is scheduled to go to P3X-473. I guess I can send SG-4."
"Sir, Daniel was looking forward to studying the hieroglyphs we saw through the MALP. Can't we just put it off, and see what happens with them?"
The General nodded, just as Jack reached for the model again. Hammond glared at him, grabbing his hand again. "Don't touch."
Jack knew who he was inside, had the thought processes of a forty-six year old, yet his reaction was that of a genuine ten year old. "You're mean," he pouted.
Colonel Maybourne spoke up, narrowing his eyes. "Perhaps we should study them."
Sam could have sworn she saw steam coming out of Hammond's ears, quickly speaking. "Sir, they're only ten. How about Teal'c and I take them to the cafeteria for something to eat?" She knelt down before the two of them. "Would you two like some dinner?"
"C'mon Danny, let's go and explore." Jack grabbed Daniel's hand, and before anyone could stop them, they ran out of the office.
"Major Carter, I am going to hold you responsible for them."
Sam sighed, but nodded. "Yes sir." She saluted, turned around, and ran after the boys, Teal'c following. The two looked around the corridor, not seeing either boy. "Oh shit Teal'c. We lost them."
"Perhaps they went for food, as you suggested."
"And how would they know where to go?"
Teal'c pointed to the elevator. "There is a map of the facility. I would think they could read it."
"I hope you're right." The two got into the elevator, heading to the cafeteria.
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While Teal'c and Sam were riding the elevator, Jack and Daniel were sprinting down the halls, ignoring the stares of everyone they passed.
"Jack, Jack wait. Slow down. I'm not as big as you."
Jack stopped. "Ya know, for a top secret facility, nobody has stopped a couple of kids to find out what they're doing here." He grinned at his friend. "Daniel, are you still you? Inside, I mean."
Daniel's eyes grew wide as saucers. "Uh-huh. You too?"
Jack nodded, looking Daniel up and down. "You were a scrawny ten, weren't you." Jack was about four inches taller then Daniel.
"Maybe your mother fed you steroids," Daniel cracked.
"It's weird," Jack said, thinking. "I know I'm *me*, but I still feel ten, and feel like acting like it."
"Me too," Daniel nodded. "It's weird all right." He made a stop at his office. "I want to go over the hieroglyphs."
"Danny, you're ten."
"But that's what I *would* have done at ten," Daniel insisted.
"I got a better idea." Jack dragged him to the women's locker room. "Let's go in."
"Uh-uh," Daniel shook his head vehemently. "We'll get into trouble."
"Aww, don't be a wuss. We're *supposed* to be ten. Even if we get caught, the worst we'll get is a lecture from Carter." Jack opened the door, dragging Daniel inside. They peeked around the lockers, Daniel blushing, Jack leering. "Wow, look at those tits."
Daniel slapped his arm. "That's not a nice thing to say."
"Check her out." Jack stared, open-mouthed, as a nurse came out of the shower area.
Daniel pulled him away. "Let's go, Jack. I'm hungry."
"Okay. But we come back later."
Jack dragged him further down the hallway. "Ooh, look. Maybourne's going into that office." He got a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "What say we go make his life miserable?"
"Jaaack!"
Jack brazenly opened the door, a stupid grin on his face. "Hiya Mister Maybourne. Whatcha doin'?"
Daniel just hid behind Jack's larger frame, peeking out from under Jack's arm.
Maybourne glared at them. "Work."
Jack walked over, pushing his way into Maybourne's personal space. "What kinda work?" He began to tap on the computer keyboard.
"Don't touch that!"
Jack snatched up a paper. "Way cool! What is it?"
"Something a kid like you wouldn't understand. Go away. I'm busy." He shoved Jack back, and Jack lost his footing, falling atop Daniel. As Jack got up, he caught a glimpse of Sam and Teal'c coming down the hallway, and winked at Daniel. "Y-y-you hurt me." He began to sniffle.
Daniel shrugged, and decided to play along. "Me too." He managed to turn on his optical faucets, and the tears began to flow. "I want my mommmmy!"
"What have you done?" Teal'c's voice boomed. He was glaring at Maybourne, looking positively murderous.
"He hurt me," Jack whined. "And he hurt Danny."
"I'm hungry," Daniel said, turning off the tears a bit.
"There, there." Sam knelt down. "We'll go get you something to eat."
As they left for the cafeteria. Jack turned around, walked back into Maybourne's office, and narrowed his eyes. "I don't like you. You hurt Danny." He then kicked Maybourne in the shin, turned around, and ran as fast as he could, hearing the foulest language Jack had ever heard.
Nobody noticed the smug look on Jack's face.
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"Hey Carter, you babysitting these days?" Feretti laughed, as he saw the four walk into the cafeteria.
"Major," she said, with a small grin, "I'd like you to meet...Jack and Danny."
Feretti took a closer look, and nearly choked. "Jack and Danny? As in O'Neill and Jackson?"
Sam nodded, looking down at the boys. "This is Major Feretti."
"Hi," Jack said, grinning at him, putting his hand out, Feretti shaking it.
"Hi yourself." Feretti then put his hand out to Daniel, who shied away, hiding behind Jack again.
"Danny doesn't like nobody touching him," Jack said. "Nobody but me."
"Aww c'mon Danny," Feretti said, smiling at him. "You can shake my hand."
Daniel whimpered, tightening his grip in Jack's shirt, and Jack pulled over a chair, standing on it, so he and Feretti were eye to eye. "If he cries, I'll make you cry."
The look in Jack's eyes was such, that Feretti backed off. "Okay. Maybe I'll see you later."
Jack got off the chair, and Sam spun him around. "You shouldn't be rude to people."
"He nearly made Danny cry."
Sam cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Danny's my bestest friend, and friends take care of each other."
"I think that is honorable," Teal'c said, nodding in approval.
Jack nodded back, and they went to stand on line for food. Jack's eyes bugged out when he saw the nurse standing beside them. At his current height, he was at chest level, and it was some sight...so he grabbed her ass. She turned, glaring at Teal'c, who was beside Jack, gritted her teeth, and smacked him. Teal'c shook his head in confusion, looking at Jack, who looked perfectly innocent.
Jack made a face as Sam began to fill his tray, so she left him and Daniel to pick out their own food, and she and Teal'c got their own dinner.
Jack watched as Daniel took a plate of spinach, some salad, and debated between the liver and onions, and the pot roast. "Daniel," he whispered, "ya can't eat *that* stuff."
"Why not? It's balanced and nutritious."
"Because you're ten, that's why."
"When I was ten I ate like this."
Jack sighed. "Look Danny, let me pick your food for ya, okay?" He took the food from Daniel's tray. "Trust me." Jack then filled their trays with food *he* considered to be balanced and nutritious.
When they got to the table, Sam gawked at the trays of both boys.
Daniel, health-conscious, 'always eat from the four food groups' Daniel, was having a difficult time balancing his tray, which held two hot dogs, a plate of onion rings, two pints of chocolate milk, four servings of pudding, and apple-pie ala mode.
Jack's tray was giving him a slight problem also. It held two hamburgers, three plates of fries, two cokes, a hunk of chocolate cake, and some Jell-O...with an entire can of whipped cream. Sam took the whipped cream, and Jack made a face. "Hey! I like whipped cream on my Jell-O!"
"Not an entire can," she admonished.
"Gimme back the whipped cream," Jack said, giving her one of his, 'I'm-Black-Ops-trained-and-can-kill-and-maim-you-thirty-different-ways' look.
Sam was unimpressed, what with the look coming from someone half her size. "No whipped cream." She walked it back to the food, and Jack followed.
"Gimme!"
"No Jack. It's bad for your teeth. If you eat the rest of your food, I'll squirt some on your Jell-O."
Jack narrowed his eyes, and reached for the cream. Sam intercepted him, and found her face smushed into the pudding. "Mine!" It was a triumphant shout, as he held the can aloft. Sam grabbed for it again, Jack ducked, she stuck out her foot, and Jack tripped, dumping spaghetti sauce, getting it all over himself. "My clothes!" Jack growled, and pushed her, right into the tray of cakes. He ran over to the table, pulling Daniel to his feet. "Let's get outta here!"
"But Jaaack, I'm hungry."
Jack grabbed the hot dogs from Daniel's plate, and the two disappeared.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I'm 'fraid Jack," Daniel said softly. The two were hiding in a dark storage closet.
"Aww Danny, I told you I'd protect you. 'Sides, I wanna have more fun with Maybourne."
"I don't wanna," Daniel sniffled. "I want food." He started to cry. "I wanna go home."
"Danny, you're thirty-six years old. Why are you crying like a baby?"
"I don't know. Maybe 'cause it's what I would have done at ten."
"Well...well stop it. I don't like it."
Daniel stopped crying, more angry now then scared. "I don't care what you like." Daniel narrowed his eyes. "I don't care, I don't care, I *don't* care! Do you hear me Jonathan O'Neill?!"
Jack gritted his teeth. "*Don't* call me that!"
"It's your name, isn't it?"
"Nobody calls me that but my mom."
"Your mom?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, I won't call you that."
"Good." Jack thought for a moment. "Danny, what did your mom call you? Daniel or Danny?"
"Peanut."
"Peanut?" Jack began to giggle.
Daniel looked hurt at Jack's reaction. "Yeah. I kinda miss it." He looked like he was going to cry again.
"I'm sorry...peanut." He gave Daniel his softest smile, and was pleased that Daniel smiled back. "Let's go torture Maybourne some more."
"Can we go back to the women's locker room?" Daniel asked, chewing on his lower lip.
"Maybourne first, naked women after."
"Okay. Can we stop by the infirmary and get those forceps?"
"You betcha!"
Jack peeked his head out of the closet, and the two walked out. They heard General Hammond's voice, peeking around the corner, seeing him with Maybourne.
"I want them kept under lock and key General. If we could isolate what turned them into children, it could very well be the weapon we've been looking for. Imagine being able to turn the Goa'uld into children."
"Colonel Maybourne, I'm not going to even pretend to be nice. You are *not* turning my second in command, or Doctor Jackson, into guinea pigs."
Daniel's grip on Jack's arm grew tight, and Jack turned, watching as all the color drained from Daniel's face. "It'll be okay Danny. I won't let 'em touch you."
"You're ten years old Jack. You won't be able to stop 'em. What are we going to do?"
Jack shrugged. "Let's go back to the women's locker room. That'll make ya feel better."
Daniel scrunched up his face, pondering, and quickly nodded.
They entered quietly, realizing there was nobody there at the moment.
"Jack, we're gonna get into *deep* trouble. They'll say we're bad or something, and split us up, and Maybourne will whisk you away to Utah or someplace, and me to Nevada, and...."
"Geez Danny. You're gonna give yourself an ulcer." Jack looked around, spotting the security cameras which were pointed at the doorway. "Boost me up." He tried to climb atop Daniel.
"Jack, you're too heavy!"
"Come on. Do you wanna see naked women or not?"
They struggled a bit, but eventually, Jack was balanced on Daniel's shoulders. He tilted the cameras, facing them to the showers, then jumped down. "Now all we haveta do is go to the monitoring room and we're all set."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sometime later, carefully avoiding Sam, Teal'c, and now Feretti, the boys were outside the room.
"How are we gonna get in there Jack?"
"We don't have to. Ya know Danny, for a *really* smart guy, you sure are dumb sometimes."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Not."
"Are. And I'm gonna prove it." He went to the room next door, and pulled up the monitors for the locker room. "See. I just hacked into their video system." He looked around for Daniel, who was huddled on the floor, knees against his chest. He put his hands in his pockets, and walked over. "Naked women on every channel."
"I'm not dumb," Daniel pouted.
Jack was immediately contrite. "I'm sorry Danny. You're not dumb."
"I'm smart."
"Yeah, you are. Smarter then me."
"Smarter then everybody here."
"Yep."
Daniel looked up at Jack. "You really think so?"
"I know it." Daniel grinned at him, gracing Jack with a genuine, thousand-watt Daniel Jackson grin. "Ready to watch the show?"
"Yeppers!"
"Yeppers?"
Daniel shrugged. "Yeppers."
Jack grinned back. "Okey-Dokey."
"Okey-Dokey?"
"Well, if you can say 'yeppers'...."
They took a seat, crowding into the chair that was oversized to two children, and sat back to watch. Within five minutes, Jack was drooling, and Daniel's mouth was hanging open.
Daniel finally spoke. "I never knew Nurse Phipps had such big...."
"Tits," Jack said softly. "She hides 'em real good under her uniform."
There was a knock at the door, and the door swung open, revealing three security guards.
"What are you two kids doing here?"
"How did you get onto the base?"
Daniel was grabbed, and lifted out of the chair, kicking and screaming. "Lemme go!"
"Hey Bozo!" Jack yelled. "Pick on someone your own size!"
One of the guards went for Jack, who leaned to the side, causing the guard to trip over a chair. Jack smiled gleefully, but his smile faded, as another guard grabbed him from behind. Jack's leg went back, kicking the guard in the groin. The guard let him go, Jack spun around, and lunged at him, running him into a wall. He then turned back, jumping onto the guard holding Daniel, pulling him away.
The guard flipped him over, and hauled him to his feet. But, small as he was, Jack remembered one of the first things he had learned in Black Ops...size doesn't matter. He kicked out his foot, knocking the guard on his ass, pulled Daniel to his feet, and the two took off again.
By the time Sam and Teal'c arrived, with Feretti beside them, there was no sign of the boys.
"What did they do?" Sam asked.
"If you did them any damage, I will injure you severely," Teal'c growled, his face showing he would do just that.
"They hacked into the security system," one guard said. "Look." He pointed to the monitor, which still showed the women's locker room.
"Did you hurt them?" Teal'c asked.
"Us? Hurt them? The bigger kid was an animal. We grabbed the little one, and the bigger one went nutso."
"Where did they go?" Sam asked.
"Don't know. The big one grabbed the little one, and they hightailed it out of here."
"We better find them, and quick. I would hate to have to tell the General we lost them again." She and Teal'c turned around, and it took Sam a moment to realize Feretti wasn't with them. She went back to find him, and the guards, staring at the video monitor. Pulling the wires out of the monitor, she glared at the guards. "Don't you have somewhere else to be?"
"Uh, yes Major. On our way."
She glared at Feretti. "You're a Neanderthal."
"Aren't all men?"
She rolled her eyes, and they were back on their search.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I don't wanna!" Daniel whined again, fighting against Jack, who was trying to drag him to Maybourne's office. "He was scary before, when I was big, but now…." Daniel sat on the floor, refusing to budge.
Jack sat next to him. "Danny, will you trust me?"
"Jack, every time you ask me that, we get caught doin' something."
"Didn't you like lookin' in the women's locker room? You liked seeing those..." Jack giggled. "...big bazoomba's."
"Tits," Daniel said quietly, turning red. "And they made me feel all funny inside."
"Danny, you're still you in there. Some of them could make a dead man excited."
"I'm really confused Jack. Yeah, I'm me. But like I told you, I feel ten."
"I'm sorta confused too Danny. I been getting feelings like that all day. "
"From who? It's Sam, isn't it?"
Jack really wanted to tell him, that it was Daniel himself that was making him feel all lightheaded. Since they had come back, every time Daniel held his hand, he felt all goofy inside...it was the only word he could think of to describe it to himself. An attraction to men was nothing new, he'd had enough one night stands to prove that. But the thought of an encounter with someone he had to see everyday, was a whole different ball game. And someone he cared deeply for, no less. 'Besides,' he reasoned, 'Daniel likes women. And besides *that*, you're ten years old, you ass. You can't do anything about it anyway.' So when he heard Daniel's question, he answered, simply, "Yeah."
He didn't notice the hurt look on Daniel's face.
Daniel had his own reasons for holding Jack's hand. Yes, it was comforting, as, even though he was thirty-six inside, he still felt ten, and was still frightened by what had happened. Jack, even at ten, was his protector, and *very* good at it. But it was more then that. He had wanted to hold Jack's hand since...well, since forever, he decided, but would never have a reason for doing so. Until now. He didn't want to grow up again, because Jack would stop holding his hand. It was a bit stupid, he knew, but it didn't matter.
"Danny, do you wanna leave the mountain?"
"I dunno. I guess so. But how are we gonna get out of here? The guards will never let us leave."
"We can get out without the guards seeing us. One of the exits, all ya need is a retinal scan. I may be ten, but my eyes are still the same."
"I didn't know about that."
"That's why *I* am second-in-command on this base. Nobody ever uses it anymore. It was sealed off when the Goa'uld threat was discovered. We can get to it through some of the access tunnels."
"Okay," Daniel said calmly.
"What, no whining, crying, or worrying that we're gonna get into trouble?"
"Uh-uh." He smiled at Jack. "I wanna go out with you." He placed his hand in Jack's.
Jack licked his lips without thinking, getting lost in Daniel's eyes. "I been wanting to go out with you too." He blinked at the words. "I mean, get outta here." He nodded, agreeing with himself. "Let's go." He stood, but he didn't let go of Daniel's hand. "Just a second Danny. I'll be right back." He let go of Daniel's hand, and smiled at him. "Don't move." Two minutes later, Jack was back. "Let's go."
Five minutes after that, they were at the exit. Twenty minutes after that, they were hiking down the mountain.
"Jack, it's twenty miles to civilization. I can't walk that far."
"We don't have to Danny. C'mon!" He pulled Daniel close to the road, and was thankful, for the first time, for a traffic jam. Spotting a pick-up, he nodded to Daniel. "*There's* our ride. We hop in the back."
"We can't take a ride with a stranger Jack. It could be dangerous."
"Danger is my middle name," Jack cackled, and boosted Daniel into the flatbed, jumping in after him. He scooted into the corner, Daniel following.
"It's cold Jack. We should have taken a jacket."
Jack didn't even think, he took Daniel into his arms, holding him close. "I'll keep you warm Danny." He rubbed Daniel's arms up and down, laying Daniel's head onto his shoulder, unconsciously kissing the top of Daniel's head. "Always take care of you Spacemonkey. Always."
Daniel felt safer then he had in twenty years.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The truck finally stopped, and Jack grinned when he saw where they were. "Now this is my kind of place Danny."
"We can't go in there Jack," Daniel said firmly.
"But it's a nice place."
"It's a bar. We're ten, remember?"
"We can get some decent food. I have money." He pulled out his wallet, showing Daniel. "See."
Daniel peeked inside. "Jack, you have four dollars."
"I have a credit card."
"Ten year old's can't use 'em."
"Aww, we'll go back to my house. There's food there. And beer."
"How are we gonna get there Jack? We don't have a car."
Jack thought, a slow smile crossing his face. "The bus. C'mon! The number nine stops a block from my house."
"How do you know that?"
"I had to give Cassie directions once."
"How far to the nearest stop?"
"I dunno," Jack shrugged. They walked a few blocks, finding themselves in a deserted part of town. "There's one." He studied the bus map. "Cool. The number nine stops here. According to the schedule," he looked at his watch, "it should be here in a few minutes." He nodded to himself in satisfaction, then heard Daniel's breath hitch. "Daniel?"
"Uh Jack, maybe we should go back to that bar after all."
Jack turned around, seeing four street toughs, twice their size, stalking over.
"Maybe we should run Jack. Yeah, I bet we can outrun them." Daniel turned, ready to go, but Jack stood his ground. "Jack? I like having all my teeth."
"You're a kid Danny. Half of 'em are going to come out anyway."
The four boys moved, circling the smaller two.
"A little late for peewee's to be out, isn't it?"
"Got any money kid?"
Jack narrowed his eyes. "Ya know, if I were you guys, I'd run now, while I still could."
"Oooh, brave little guy, ain't he?"
"How about giving up your money kid, and we don't hurt you."
"Give it to him Jack," Daniel said. "Maybe they'll leave us alone."
"Yeah, give it to us *Jack*, and maybe we don't beat the shit out of four-eyes here." The boy pushed Daniel. "How's about it four-eyes. You got any money?" He shoved Daniel hard, and Daniel went down.
Daniel got to his feet, making two fists, getting into a boxer's stance."I think you're right Jack. My teeth are going to come out anyway."
Jack just stood there, thinking how adorable Daniel looked trying to be tough...and how Daniel failed at it miserably. "Danny, Danny, Danny, you're the one who keeps telling me that fighting solves nothing. I got a simpler solution." He reached around to his back, hand going under his shirt, and pulled out a Zat gun.
"Oh, kid's got a weapon."
"Zat gun," Jack corrected, nodding to them.
"Hey, I think it's a ray gun!"
"Gonna vaporize my molecules kid?"
The four boys started to laugh, and Jack gave them an evil grin. Aiming the gun, he pointed it at a car. "Now watch closely guys." He fired, and the car shimmered for a moment.
"Oooh, real scary kid."
Jack narrowed his eyes, and fired again. The car exploded, flames shooting everywhere, a fender dropping right next to them.
"Oh shit!" "Fuck me stupid!" "What the hell was that?!"
"Now," Jack said softly, "which one of you guys wants to take a closer look?"
"MOMMMMYYYYY!" The thugs took off down the street, and Jack collapsed in laughter.
"Jack?"
"You didn't really think I would leave base unarmed, do you? It's kinda dangerous out here."
"I thought danger was your middle name?" Daniel teased.
"Actually," Jack said, blushing a bit, "it's Angus."
"Angus?" Daniel started to laugh. "Like the cows?"
"Hey, a lot of great people have had the name Angus."
"Like who?"
"Well...well, like MacGyver, for instance. He was cool."
"Yeah," Daniel agreed, adding, "but you can't even change the oil in your car, let alone make a deep-space radar telemetry telescope out of a transistor radio, two rubber bands, and silly putty."
"I didn't see that episode," Jack pouted.
"It's just an example Jack. *Nobody* could build the stuff MacGyver could. He was the coolest." Daniel looked over Jack's shoulder. "Maybe we should find the next bus stop."
"Why?''
"Cops."
Jack turned seeing the flashing lights. "I feel like you. We're gonna be in deep shit if we get caught."
"I think that's putting it mildly."
They took off, zigzagging up and down the streets, until they came to another bus stop. Catching their breath, they grinned at each other.
"You're fun Jack. Not as stiff as you've always seemed."
"You too Danny. You're my best friend." He pulled Daniel into a bear hug, lifting him off the ground. "Don't ever leave me Danny. No matter what."
Daniel hugged him back just as hard. "Never Jack. No matter what."
They pulled apart, and Jack stuck out his palm, spitting on it. "Best friends forever?"
Daniel put out his palm, spitting as well. "Forever."
They shook, the stupid grins not leaving either one of their faces.
"Here comes the bus Jack."
They got on, sitting in the back, Jack in the corner, Daniel curled up beside him, Jack's arm coming around, holding him close again.
"You can rest Danny. It's about an hour to my house."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sometime later, they were on Jack's roof, playing with the telescope, looking at the stars, finding constellations in the night sky. They were munching on chips and drinking soda, because both had gotten sick from the taste of the beer.
"I don't wanna be old again Danny," Jack said, looking at his friend. "My knees are in great shape. I can play for the Avalanche in a few years."
"You're not old Jack. And we can't hang out like we used to."
"Sure we can Danny. We can go to hockey games and stuff like that. I'll even go to museums with ya."
"Where are we going to live Jack?"
Jack smiled at him. "We can live here. I bet we can convince Teal'c to take care of us. Sort of be our guardian or something."
Daniel tilted his head, studying Jack.
"What?"
"I dunno Jack. I been wanting to tell you something all day, but...."
"What Danny? You can tell me anything."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
"I love you Jack."
"Me too."
"No. Not like that. I *love* you. And I don't want to wait ten years for you to be old enough to return that love, or for me to give it."
"Ah, I see."
Daniel nodded, swallowing hard. "I've wanted to tell you for years, but didn't have the nerve. Don't ask me how I got up the nerve now, 'cause I don't know." He stared into the sky, back to Jack. "I want you back Jack. I want the Jack that calls me Spacemonkey, the Jack that tells me I have to get shit-faced at a hockey game, the Jack that convinced me that Twinkies were the fifth food group. I want *my* Jack back." He chewed on his lower lip, not wanting to face his friend. "I miss him. I miss us."
"I do too Danny. I guess there are more important things then playing for the Avalanche."
Daniel felt dizzy. "Shit, not again!!" He dropped to his knees, head hurting, not realizing Jack was, once again, in the same state.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Daniel came to, and felt the large arms around his body, felt the lips on his ear. "I love you too Danny." The voice was deep and seductive.
Daniel's head whipped around. "Jack! You're...you're you again!"
"Yeah, I guess I am. And you're you." Jack thought for a moment. "Remember what he said?"
"The Pruiks'ma?"
"Yeah. That guy. When we learned what was most important in our lives, we'd change back. Although I can't figure out how he did it."
"One of the mysteries of the universe Jack. But I can't figure out what I learned!"
"You learned that there are five food groups. That you *have* to get shit-faced at hockey games. That you're my Spacemonkey."
"What about you Jack?"
Jack chuckled, looking at their bodies. "I learned that when aliens change your age and body size, they also change your clothing to fit you." He noticed Daniel wasn't smiling. "Okay. I learned that my Danny," he slipped his hand into Daniel's, "loves holding my hand."
Daniel leaned into Jack, feeling the arm holding him tighter, squeezing the hand in his. "*Your* Daniel?"
"No. My *Danny*. And that there are more exciting things then playing Pro Hockey."
"And...." Daniel turned in his arms.
"And I *never* want to see my Danny crying again. Never. It hurts me too much." He watched Daniel's eyes well up with tears. "Aww Daniel, what *now*?"
"That's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me."
"Great, I had to fall in love with a mushball." Jack smiled. "Stop crying, okay. You can cry when you taste my coffee."
"Okay," Daniel whispered, wiping his nose on Jack's shirt.
"Thanks. You do realize, that now I'm going to have to take off my shirt." He pulled it over his head, tossing it aside, sliding his hands under Daniel's arms, enfolding him in another hug. Pulling Daniel to his feet, lips at Daniel's ear, Jack whispered, "Come to bed with me."
Daniel nodded mutely, allowing Jack to lead him inside, to the bedroom. Daniel paused as they stood by the bed. "Jack, maybe we should call Janet, let her know we're back to normal."
"Tomorrow Danny."
"They'll be worried Jack."
"They'll live. Tonight is for us." Jack slowly undid the buttons on Daniel's shirt, kissing his way down Daniel's chest. Shirt undone, Jack moved back, taking it off. Daniel was wearing a t-shirt underneath, and Jack slid his fingers into Daniel's pants, slowly untucking the shirt. "I want to make love to you." He pulled the shirt over Daniel's head, leaning back in, his chest against Daniel's. "I want *you* to make love with *me*." He rocked his hips against Daniel, fingers deftly undoing Daniel's jeans. As the zipper slid down, so did the pants, followed by the briefs. Jack's clothes quickly followed Daniel's to the floor.
"Did you mean it?" Daniel's voice was soft, and shaky.
Jack turned Daniel to face him, looking into his eyes, a hand stroking Daniel's cheek. "Mean what?"
"What you said. About loving me."
"Wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it." Jack leaned in for a kiss, but Daniel ducked his head. "Don't you want me to kiss you?"
"Well, yeah, but...."
"Good enough for me," Jack murmured, and shifted his head so he could capture Daniel's lips with his own. Hands winding in Daniel's hair, Jack intensified the kiss, sucking Daniel's tongue into his mouth, tasting his new lover. He backed up, keeping their lips locked, dropping to the bed, pulling Daniel into his lap. Finally letting Daniel catch a breath, he whispered, "Do *you* mean it?"
"You tell me," Daniel answered, pulling Jack's mouth back to his. He brought his arms up, pushing Jack onto his back, climbing astride the larger man. Straddling his hips, Daniel licked his lips in satisfaction as he broke the kiss. "I have loved you forever, and then some. You can do whatever you want to do. I'm yours."
Jack grinned at him, and rolled them over again, so he was on top. "I know. I think I've always known." His lips were suddenly everywhere at once, or so it seemed to Daniel. On his mouth, his neck, his nipples, (which caused a scream), slowly moving down Daniel's body.
"Slow down, Jack, we don’t have a schedule here," Daniel said, trying to calm his lover.
"Been waiting too long," Jack replied, moving to his knees, spreading Daniel's legs. "Want now." He leered, licking his lips. "I’m gonna give you the blow-job of your life. Then I’m going to nail your ass to the mattress, and give you a fucking like you’ve never experienced."
"We’ll see," Daniel teased.
"I heard that," Jack told him, "and you’re going to regret saying it." Jack kissed his way down Daniel's stomach, tongue dipping into the belly-button, lifting his head when Daniel giggled. "A chuckle is *not* what I was going for."
"Sorry, but I'm ticklish there and...OHHH!"
Jack took Daniel's cock in hand, gripping hard. His other hand took hold of Daniel's balls, kneading them softly, in contrast to his cock. Slow, hard strokes, up and down, thumb teasing the head on each upstroke. "You like?" Jack crooned, rubbing his cheek against Daniel's inner thighs.
The feel of Jack's beard stubble shot a jolt of electricity through Daniel's body. "Oh yeah...I like."
"Then you’re gonna love this." Jack leaned down, tongue teasing down the thick shaft, slowly licking his way up. He swirled his tongue over the tip, slowly taking the head into his mouth, the fingers of one hand caressing down Daniel's thighs. He raked his nails against the sensitized skin on the way up, fondling Daniel's balls, repeating the process again and again, watching Daniel lose control. He stopped abruptly, taking Daniel's cock in hand, gently stroking, eyes meeting Daniel's, almost getting lost again. "Tell me Daniel. I want to hear you say it." He kissed the tip, licking across the slit, feeling Daniel shiver. "Say it."
Daniel knew. "I love you, Jack."
That was all Jack O'Neill needed. He rested his palms on Daniel's legs, opened his mouth around Daniel's cock, and slowly took it down his throat. He smiled to himself as he heard Daniel's gasp. Sucking deep a few times, he licked and nibbled his way back up. "What’s the matter Danny? Nobody ever deep-throat you before?" Daniel’s eyes gave him his answer. "Well fuck, that makes me a happy man. First one to swallow you whole." Another smile, this one for Daniel, and he lowered his head again, taking it all in.
Daniel couldn’t take it anymore. Every bit of him was tingling, every one of his senses open to Jack. He lost his train of thought when his cock was once again engulfed in that hot, wet mouth. "Jack, where did you learn...never mind, I don't want to know."
Jack growled, lifting his head, getting annoyed at Daniel for interrupting him. "Danny, for a minute, just for a minute, don't say a word. Just lay back, and feel."
"I'm feeling, believe me, I'm feeling."
"Shut up, Daniel." Jack's mouth returned, sucking Daniel's cock to the root. Head moving up to nibble, he nearly choked as Daniel's body bucked up, slamming his cock back down Jack's throat. All it took was a brush of Jack's fingertips against his balls, and Daniel shot his load. Jack moved back a bit, swallowing what he could, letting the remains shoot over his face. His eyes narrowed, slowly crawling up Daniel's body, brushing his lips against Daniel's. "Sweet. Just like I knew it would be." Lips upon Daniel's, taking possession of that mouth again, holding Daniel's mouth so tight with his own, that Daniel finally pushed him away, gasping for air.
"Jack...."
"Lick it Danny. Clean me up."
Daniel was hesitant, touching Jack's cheek with his tongue. Jack moaned, and Daniel licked more, soft sweeps of his tongue over Jack's face. "All clean now."
"Oh Danny, need to be inside you. Can't wait." Jack stroked his fingers along Daniel's face, reached to the bedside drawer, pulling out a tube of lube. Flipping the cap with one hand, he shifted back, moving to his knees, tongue licking his upper lip, while he leered at Daniel with half-closed eyes. Squeezing some lube on his fingers, he brushed the tips along Daniel's ass, and Daniel jumped, nearly throwing Jack off.
"Relax. You act like you've never done this before." Jack caught Daniel's eyes. "Been a long time, baby?" Daniel shook his head. "Bad experience?" All kinds of horrible visions flew through Jack's head, but he got another shake. "Are you gonna tell me, or do we play twenty questions?"
"Well, Jack, I haven't ever...."
"You've never...."
"No Jack, I've never. With a man, I mean. I've got lots of experience with women."
Jack looked skeptical. "Lots of experience, huh?"
"Well, some."
"Some?"
"Two," Daniel whispered so softly, Jack barely heard him.
Jack did a double-take. "TWO!?"
"Well, I was with someone in college, and then there were digs, and then there was no time for anything *but* digs...and then there was Sha'uri." He glanced down at his feet. "I'm sorry I'm not as experienced as you thought."
"Danny." Jack lifted Daniel's chin up, meeting Daniel's eyes. "I love you. It doesn't matter to me if you went to bed with two women, or two hundred."
"What about you Jack?"
Jack shrugged. "A few women, here and there." He paused. "Sara." Another pause. "More men then women."
"Don't ask, don't tell?"
"Danny, when you're in a war zone, nobody gives a shit. I was never on the front lines with a woman."
"Teach me?" Daniel asked, voice up a few octaves.
Jack grinned at him. "Just relax Dannyboy. Your first lesson is about to begin." Hand moving back down, he teased at Daniel's tightness, not entering, eyes never leaving Daniel's. Fingers rubbing back and forth, he watched Daniel's eyes slowly close, and chose that moment to ease one inside, just a bit.
"Ahh...that's nice," Daniel moaned.
Jack pushed deeper, burying his finger, sliding in and out. The moment Daniel was moving against him, Jack pushed a second inside, still keeping his eyes glued to Daniel's face. He scissored them, feeling Daniel begin to open, a third finger entering. Without warning, he shoved them deep, brushing Daniel's prostate.
"JACK! OH GOD! DO IT AGAIN!!"
Jack obliged, making sure to hit Daniel's sweet spot again and again, watching Daniel's dick jump to attention. When he felt like he was going to spontaneously combust himself, he reached over with his free hand, squirting lube out, taking his own hard cock in hand. He stroked himself slowly, hoping to last long enough to satisfy Daniel. He bit his lower lip so hard it was bleeding, thinking of icebergs and sno-cones, but one moan from Daniel, and he was nearly undone. Resting his cock against Daniel's virgin hole, Jack braced his hands on Daniel's legs, pushing them back. "Relax Danny, deep breaths." The head pushed in, and Daniel's eyes popped open.
"Hurts Jack," he whimpered.
"It'll go away. Trust me." Jack eased further in, one hand smoothing across Daniel's abdomen. "You're so damn tight." A little further, but Daniel was fighting him, albeit unconsciously. "Danny, lover, look at me. Open your eyes and look at me." Daniel's eyes opened, meeting Jack's. "It's only me." He felt the younger man's muscles relax. "Ahh Danny, you're so beautiful." Jack slid in further. "I never felt anything like this." He gave Daniel such a smile, that Daniel relaxed fully, and Jack slid all the way in. "That's it. I'm there baby. I'm inside you...feels so good." Jack let his own eyes drift shut, enjoying the sensation.
"Jack...Jack do something," Daniel moaned, hands grabbing Jack by the shoulders. "Move or something...don't care."
Jack met Daniel's eyes. "Sorry...got lost for a moment." He rotated his hips, watching Daniel's face again. "Did I tell you you're beautiful?" A brief pull out, hard push in. "Six years I've been waiting for this." Pulling out until the tip remained within, he shoved deep.
Daniel arched his body toward Jack's. "JACK!"
"Is it good? Do ya like it Danny?"
"Yes...oh yes...."
Jack was moving fast and steady, angling each thrust to ensure he hit Daniel's sweet spot over and over. He pushed in deep, leaning his body down, lips meeting Daniel's in a breath-stealing kiss. Shifting back to his knees, he thrust even harder, eyes shifting to his cock, watching it move in and out of Daniel. He was close, so close, and he intended to take Daniel into the abyss of pleasure with him. "Touch yourself Danny...wanna watch you cream."
Daniel moved one hand from Jack's shoulder, caressing down Jack's chest, fingers sliding over a nipple, softly along Jack's abdomen. He grasped his dick lightly, stroking slow.
"Jerk yourself off...hard and fast." Jack moved one hand over Daniel's, watching Daniel go absolutely wild as he stroked with him. "Yeah...ahhh...fuck yeah!!"
"JAAAACCCCK!"
Jack saw the streams of come shooting up and over their hands, finally letting himself come, pumping deep, feeling his release inside Daniel. He didn't stop moving until he was sure he was empty, that he had nothing left to give. Leaning down, he stole Daniel's breath again, as he eased from the tight heat, falling onto his back. "Ahh Danny, I think I just got religion."
Daniel managed to pull himself up, crawling up Jack's body. "Again Jack," he panted, initiating a kiss. "Do it again."
"Danny, forty-six year old men do not bounce back so quickly." He studied Daniel's face. "Does that bother you?"
"One time a night?" Daniel asked in innocence.
"Maybe two, possibly three, but I don't think this old body could stand more then that. You might kill me."
"Okay."
Jack grinned. "Ya know, there are other things we can do to get the...'Little Colonel'...awake again."
"The 'Little Colonel' is anything *but* little," Daniel deadpanned. "And what?"
"Ever been reamed Danny?"
Daniel's eyes grew wide, and he shook his head.
"Time for lesson two...."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Colonel Jack O'Neill and Doctor Daniel Jackson returned to Cheyenne Mountain the next morning, as themselves, and were happily greeted by everyone.
"When did you change back?" Sam asked.
"I dunno," Daniel said. "I woke up in Jack's bed like...me."
"Jack's bed?" She cocked an eyebrow at him.
"Yeah," Jack said quickly. "And I woke up in the backyard. And no, I don't know how we got there."
"Doctor Fraiser should examine you," General Hammond said. "Just to make sure you're okay."
"Do you remember anything?" Sam asked.
"Uh, yeah," Jack said, turning to his CO. "Sorry about the batphone thing."
"It's okay Jack," Hammond said, nodding solemnly. "And you can play with the B-17 whenever you like."
Jack's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Really sir? Cool."
"Now, get to the infirmary so the Doctor can clear you for duty."
They turned to leave, but General Hammond called Jack back. "Colonel, I am an *extremely* open-minded person. Moreso then you might think."
"And...."
"It's nice to know that you and Doctor Jackson found each other."
"Uh, excuse me sir?"
"Remember that you are on a military base. Save the...lustful...looks for when the two of you are alone."
"Lustful sir?" Jack's voice cracked.
"Lustful. The looks you have been giving him could set a house on fire."
"Yessir. No lustful looks." Jack smiled. "Can I grin at him?"
"Only if you're subtle."
"I can do subtle. Yeahsureyoubetcha. Thank you sir."
"You're welcome. Now get to the infirmary."
Jack left, and the General picked up the phone. "I owe you one night out dear." Pause. "It took Jack and Daniel six years, but you were right." Pause. "Don't gloat." Pause. "Yes, you can buy them a toaster."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In the infirmary, Janet was hesitant as she touched Daniel. "It's okay Janet," Daniel smiled at her. "I promise not to scream."
"Do you want the Colonel to hold your hand?" she asked, smiling back.
Daniel's smile turned into a grin. "Would you Jack? Please?"
"Later Danny," he answered, then blushed crimson as three pairs of eyes looked at him. "Don't ask, don't tell?"
"Doctor-Patient confidentiality," Janet responded, as she began to examine Daniel.
"I never kiss and tell," Sam grinned, blushing a bit herself as she blew a kiss to Janet, winking at her.
"Why you sly devil you," Jack grinned at her. "Maybe we can double-date."
Janet nodded. "Sure would make it easier when we go to Mario's for a romantic dinner."
"I do not understand," Teal'c said, very confused.
"Well Teal'c, see, it's like this...." Before Jack could finish, General Hammond came in.
"Are the two of you okay? No side effects?" Jack and Daniel both shook their heads. "Well all right then. You are scheduled to ship out to P3X-473 in one hour. *If* Doctor Frasier clears you for duty." He looked hopefully at Janet.
"They're fine, far as I can tell," Janet said.
"Very good Doctor." He turned, leaving, a big smile on his face.
Jack picked up the scalpel, an evil grin on his face. "I think we should pay Colonel Maybourne a visit."
Daniel smiled maliciously. "For the first time Jack, you'll get no argument from me."
"Oh, I don't think you need to do that," Sam chuckled. "There's a bitmap that somehow ended up on everyone's computer this morning." She tapped a few keys, and laughter filled the room.
"I didn't know the Colonel wore black lace panties," Jack snorted.
"Or garters." Daniel fell to the floor, holding his sides.
"Your work?" Jack asked Sam, when he had composed himself. She nodded. "Remind me to stay on your good side." He stood straight, taking a deep breath. "Major Carter, Teal'c. Get our supplies together. As the General said, we leave in one hour."
"Yes sir!" Sam and Teal'c turned to leave, but Sam turned back. "Oh, congratulations Colonel, Daniel. I wish I could give you two a bachelor party."
Daniel smiled. "Sam, one day people will ask, and we, and you and Janet, will be able to tell. When that day comes, you can do whatever you like, and we will do the same for you."
Jack nodded. "But in the meantime, how about when we get back, the six of us go to Mario's and celebrate."
Sam looked around. "There are five of us sir."
Jack patted Teal'c on the belly. "You forgot about Junior."
"Of course sir. Thank you sir."
Leaving the infirmary, both men bumped into Nurse Phipps, who nodded to them, and continued to her duties, not noticing the blush that crept across both men's faces.
"How does she hide them in that tight uniform?" Jack wondered aloud.
"Jack, I think you should know that I've discovered that I am very possessive. So unless you would care to live like a monk for the next month...."
"Point taken," Jack said. "But you wouldn't last a day."
"Would so."
"Would not."
"So."
"Not."
Jack glanced up at the security camera, and, when it turned away, he pushed Daniel against the wall, tongue driving down Daniel's throat.
"Not."
"Point taken," Daniel agreed breathlessly.
Jack ran his tongue across Daniel's neck. "Sweet."
Daniel grinned back. "Ya think?"
Jack cuffed him upside the head. "Yeah, I do."
As they headed to the weapons locker, Jack narrowed his eyes, seeing two men coming towards them.
"Jack, I know that look." Daniel looked down the hall. "What is it?"
The two men passed them, and Jack felt *very* evil. "You two."
They both snapped to attention. "Yes sir!"
"The toilets in the men's locker room are filthy. Go clean them. And the floors. With a toothbrush."
"Sir?"
"NOW!"
"Uh, guys?" Daniel said softly. The men turned around. "You can use a mop and a scrub brush."
They looked at Jack, who sighed, but nodded. "And I want it clean enough to eat off the floor!" He yelled after them.
"Jack, what was that all about?"
"Those were the two that grabbed us when we were enjoying Nurse Phipps." Jack looked around, and pulled Daniel into a small utility closet. "We have a few minutes to kill, and there are no security cameras in here." He pushed Daniel against the wall.
"Jack, remember 'don't ask, don't tell'?"
"I'm not asking, and you're not telling."
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One hour later, Daniel and Jack walked into the embarkation room. Jack was grinning like a madman, and Daniel's gait was slightly crooked.
"Are you two okay?" General Hammond asked. "We can put this off until tomorrow, if necessary."
"We're just peachy sir. Daniel wrenched a muscle. He'll be fine."
As they walked to the event horizon, Sam turned to Jack. "Wrenched a muscle, sir?"
"Those utility closets are a bitch."
"I know sir. Only place on this base, though, with no security cameras."
Jack chuckled, and turned to Daniel. "No touching this time."
Sam entered the gate, followed by Teal'c.
"No touching Danny. Please?" It was a plea.
"Only you fly-boy," Daniel whispered, voice husky, as he stepped through. "Only you."
Jack groaned as he felt his hard-on, stepping into the gate. "I'm a dead man."
FIN
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