TITLE: Marriage Of Inconvenience


PAIRING: Jack/Hailey

TIMELINE: after Chimera, but before Heroes

DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc of the TV show Stargate: SG-1 are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this fic. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I've put quite a lot of research into writing this fic, you'll see what I mean. This is the fic I was talking about. It was originally Jack/Rachel, but I'm rewriting it as I go into House/Hailey which is why this part is so short.

SUMMARY: When a mission goes wrong Jack is put before a decision every team leader with a female on his team has nightmares about.


Jack was standing there, facing the situation that was a nightmare for any commanding officer and a nightmare for any honorable, decent man in general.

He could only watch helplessly as their captors held sharp knives against the throats of the rest of SG-1 and SG-9. He could see their frightened face and smell their fear in the air. It was something he'd never had the unluck to experience before and he'd been happy about that.

The lives of 7 other people were in his hands, depending on him to talk them out of this dangerous situation and the bad, or one of the bad, points was that he himself was fully aware of his lack of diplomatic skills. However, it was this brutal honesty, straightforwardness and un-sleaziness that had gained him the liking and respect of so many races, the Asgard, Nox, hell even the Tok'ra respected him, even though they didn't like him. Well, except for a few of them. Not only that, even the Goa'uld respected him, even though they wanted him dead.

Nonetheless, this was definitely not the time to be letting his thoughts wonder while they were in danger.

Doing one more visual check Jack decided it was all Daniel's fault.

After all, Daniel was the one who spoke so many languages, who had the penchant for diplomacy and who should've found these things out before making the executive decision for both teams to participate.

Things had gone along famously, until Jack had noticed something strange occuring and asked the chief about it. It wasn't the first time he thought it strange that, even though humans had lastly been taken from Earth over 1500 years ago, humans off world all spoke English (which hadn't even existed back then).

The chief of the village had looked at him, looking as if he'd forgotten about him, then smiled widely. "Why don't you and your chosen one follow me?"

Jack had looked at him confused. "My chosen one?"

"Yes, your 'intended'."

Jack's eyes had narrowed in suspicion. "Intended for what exactly?"

"Why, for marriage, of course!" the other man had exclaimed joyfully. Then, noticing Jack's astonished expression, he frowned.

"What marriage? Who said anything about getting married?" Jack had gotten defensive.

"Of course. That's why you've come here, to get married during the festival in honor of Bacchus!"

'Noooo.' Jack replied in his mind. 'We came here to set up an observatory. Which is why we brought all these geeks along.'

From the corner of his eyes Jack had seen Daniel's head whip around and eyes widen. "Jack! Bacchus! Do you know what this means? These people are descendants of the Ancient Romans. Actually, it's quite interesting how their culture is a mix of..."

Daniel would've continued babbling, but Jack had not been willing to listen to it. "Hold it!"

Turning to the chief of the village. "We didn't come to get married. Here. Now."

The man's face had darkened. "What!? You dare insult our god Bacchus?"

Then turning to the darkness behind the light of the campfire he'd yelled. "Guards!"

Before anyone could've reacted they'd been disarmed and had sharp knives put to their throats.

Which is how it came to be that Jack was in this predicament now.

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