Author's (Poster's) Note: Okay so here's the next chapter. I honestly don't think I need to keep telling you this, but I will. Once again I didn't actually write the chapter. But, anyway, I still hope you enjoy it and please let me know what yo think (that way i can tell my sister).

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Chapter 7

"What was that about," Sam wondered as Jack all but stormed out of the cabin while she was telling them about her exciting news.

"Who knows? It is Jack after all," Daniel answered knowing darn well what Jack's problem probably was. Yeah, Daniel figured it most likely had to do with the blond girl sitting on his bed. Sometimes he really hated those stupid military rules that prevented those two from just getting a room or something. Oh well, he thought.

"So any way," Sam was saying, "Daniel, are you listening?"

"Huh," he replied.

"I believe she is asking if she had your attention," Teal'c answered, then turning to Sam, "I am listening."

"Well, I'm glad someone is."

"So, my mind wandered. I was trying to figure out what Jack's problem was," he answered as to why he wasn't paying attention.

"Oh. So what did you figure out," Sam asked.

"Well, it most likely has to do with the fact that Jack isn't really enjoying this mission and can't wait to get it over and done with so that he can go back to being old and drinking beer," Daniel said all in one breath.

"Oh," Sam replied making a perfect 'o' shape with her mouth.

"Perhaps we should endeavor to find the Goa'uld," Teal'c stated.

"Yeah, probably," Sam agreed sounding a little sad, "But I am having a really great time being in these classes."

"I too am enjoying my classes and building a birdhouse," Teal'c added.

"Well, I see no reason why we can't do both," Daniel comforted, "At least you can, I am not enjoying these classes that much at all."

"Aww, that's just because you're not getting good marks," Sam teased.


"Whatever," Daniel grumbled, "Moving on."

"To what Daniel Jackson?"


"To what are we moving onto?"

"Seriously. You're seriously asking me that," Daniel said rolling his eyes wondering 'why me'.

"To the problem of identifying who the Goa'uld is," Sam said still smiling.

"Thank you Sam," Daniel said.

"Your welcome."

"So any ideas yet or has anybody given anything away," Daniel asked looking at the other two as they thought about their various encounters with the other campers.

"I can't think of anything that has stood out yet," Sam answered thoughtfully, "I know for sure it's not Nate, though."

Daniel just looked at her with a quizzical expression.

"What!? It's not. Don't look at me like that. Just because I happen to think he's cute and he's in my favorite band doesn't mean I'm not being objective," she told him.

"I didn't say anything."

"You didn't have to. That look said it all."

"Fine. You know what. If you say it's not him, then I trust your judgment."

"O'Neill may not," Teal'c said.

"Let's not go down that road right now," Daniel said and then added quickly before Sam could go down that line with Teal'c, "Any ideas on who it could be Teal'c?"

"Yes, I have."

There was silence for a minute.

"Well," Daniel asked wondering when Teal'c started picking up Jack like tendencies.

"Tess," he simply answered.

"Tess," Sam questioned, "You think its Tess. How do you figure? Why would a Goa'uld pick someone that stands out? It doesn't make sense to draw attention to one's self like that."

"True, but, she does like Daniel Jackson."

"What does that have to do with anything," Daniel asked, "That sounds like something Jack would say."

"I see what Teal'c is saying though," Sam said.

"One of you care to explain."

Sam and Teal'c looked at each other briefly wondering which one of them should explain Teal'c's theory to the oblivious Daniel.

"It is quite simple, Daniel Jackson, all the evil women have a tendency to," Teal'c cocked his head slightly to the left looking over at Sam, "I am unsure of what would be the proper way to describe this."

"The bad girls like you for some reason," Sam said trying not to laugh at the perplexed expression on Daniel's face, "So it's logical to assume she could be since she likes you."

"That's just ridiculous," Daniel replied, "And you two really need to quite hanging around Jack because that is definitely something that would of come out of his crazy head."

"Shall I enumerate the many examples of this," Teal'c questioned, eyebrow raised.

"No," Daniel all but shouted, "Please tell me one of you have some other ideas. Anything really, because we are so not going down that road."

"Okay then, moving on," Sam cut in before Daniel could really build up into a good rant, "I don't have any other ideas yet. Teal'c?"

"No, that is the only idea I have at the moment," Teal'c replied, "Perhaps you could observe her during your dance lessons anyway?"

"Fine, I'll see what I can find out, even if your theory is completely crazy," Daniel acquiesced just to put an end to this conversation.

"Yeah! We have a plan," Sam excitedly jumped off the bed.

"Yep we have a plan."

"Perhaps we should find O'Neill to inform him of our plan."

"Fine, Teal'c, let's go find Jack," Daniel replied picking himself up off the bed, "Yes, let's go tell Jack all about our wonderful idea. I'm positive he'll get a kick out of it."

With that said, Daniel made for the door, not caring if the other two were following him or not.