Title: Private Eyes and New Love
Disclaimers: Stargate SG-1 and all the characters are property of MGM Studios, Showtime, and other various people who aren't me.
Another weekend. This was exactly what Jack O'Neill needed. The Tok'ra and their botched ideas were starting to get on his nerves. It would be one thing if the damn armbands had stayed on in the first place. But no! They had to fall off.
He was so lost in thought that he didn't hear someone call his name. Jack turned when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Carter."
"Sir," she replied with a nod. "Movie night?"
"Yeah. Teal'c picked out one of my favorites."
Sam took a breath. "Please don't tell me it's Night of the Living Dead again!"
Jack grinned. "No, even better. Star Trek the Motion Picture."
"Good choice. You do know that Daniel's backing out on us, don't you?" Sam asked.
"What? That little weasel! Why?"
"I'm not sure, but I have a good idea. When I asked him about it, he said he had other plans. I noticed that he blushed."
"Did he? He hasn't done that since he kissed Sha're on Abydos before she was taken by Apophis."
Sam agreed. Sure, Daniel had met his share of beautiful women, but no one could make him blush like Sha're... Except this secret one he'd been seeing behind their backs. If anyone deserved happiness, it was Daniel Jackson.
"Excuse me while I go find our little Romeo," Jack replied with a grin.
Jack's hands were in his pockets as he whistled a little tune. He soon came up on Teal'c, who was just then leaving his room. "Afternoon, Teal'c."
"O'Neill," Teal'c said with a nod. "Are we ready for this evening?"
"Everything's set, but Carter tells me Daniel isn't joining us this time."
Teal'c nodded. "I see."
"I'm curious to see what he's up to. Care to join me?"
"May I remind you, O'Neill, that curiosity killed the domesticated feline."
"Couldn't you just say cat? Curiosity killed the cat."
"Either way," Teal'c replied. "If your curiosity doesn't kill anything, DanielJackson surely will."
Jack just stared at Teal'c's retreating form. He shrugged. That conversation didn't make him any less curious about his friend.
Daniel leaned against the doorway of the infirmary and watched as Janet Frasier moved around the room. It had taken him a while to realize how much he loved her.
Sha're's ghost was between them until recently. He loved his wife dearly, but after seeing her taken over by a Goa'uld, the only thing he could do was hope she could be saved. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case.
Daniel rubbed his forehead. He could still feel the pain from the hand device. He could still hear the sound of her body falling to the floor after Teal'c shot her...
He shook his head, clearing it of anymore disturbing thoughts and walked over to Janet. When she turned, she screamed and papers went flying to the floor.
Daniel chuckled and knelt down to help her. "Sorry," he said sheepishly.
"You know, I have a good mind to cancel our date this evening."
"You wouldn't," Daniel said with a pout.
Janet looked up at him. He was so adorable when he did that. He knows she can't ignore that face. "No, but I might need an apology."
"Hmm, I think I can manage that," Daniel replied, closing the gap between their faces.
As their lips met, Janet's heart started beating wildly in her chest and she was afraid it would jump right out of her throat. The couple reluctantly pulled away as reality set in and they remembered where they were.
"So, I'll pick you up around 7?" he asked.
Janet nodded. "Sounds good. I don't suppose you're going to tell me what you're up to."
Daniel shook his head. "Nope, don't think so."
"Daniel, wait up!"
Daniel glanced behind him and inwardly groaned. He had hoped to bypass Jack on his way out. "Hey, Jack!"
"So what's this I hear? You're not joining us for a movie and pizza. We do this every other weekend and you're bailing out."
"I know, Jack," Daniel replied. "Something came up and I have to take care of it. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll have fun without me."
Jack crossed his arms as Daniel walked towards his car. "What so important that you can't tell me?"
"Nothing. See you Monday, Jack!"
Jack O'Neill was not about to back down. He was going to find out what his friend was up to, and he knew just who could help him figure it out.