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I have two ficlets, one for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ladybeth and one for maevebran. I owe one to aruna7, but as mentioned, Cam and Carolyn aren't far enough along to be slow dancing YET, so it will have to wait.
Thanks tosweetiemissy I now have a title for my attempt at a Dan/Jan series. So far, these are really short and there's no major plot, but I've enjoyed writing them. I am going to call the series
Life After Death Because it starts as a follow-up to The Crystal Skull when Daniel, though not dead, was invisible. This first fic is part of that series.
Part 1: Risk
Part 2: Consequences
Part 3: Real and Imagined
Now part 4:
Title:Handy
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU Cassie came downstairs to find Daniel
Rating: G
Length: Around 500 words
Category: Gen/Humor
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Janet implied; Cassie Fraiser
A/N: Part 4 of Life After Death but you reallly don't need to read the rest to get it. Set early Season 5ish. Written forfic101 and sg_15_fics. By request for ladybeth. Okay, I know it's Janet's house and not Daniel's but hey it works.
Handy
Cassie came downstairs to find Daniel under the sink. He had a wrench in one hand and was clattering and banging around under there enough to give her the vague impression that he was trying to fix it. Things also didn't seem to be going very well, judging from the amount of muttering and grumbling he was doing. She watched him for a few seconds, biting her lip in an effort not to laugh, but when a resounding clang echoed through the kitchen, she gave up.
Commendably, she managed to contain her laughter after only a short giggle. Then she covered her mouth with her hand, but Daniel had already scooted out onto the floor, where he lay peering up at her with one eye open. She took a breath to steel herself against another fit of mirth and dropped her hand.
"Hi," she attempted.
"Hi," he smiled back.
"Um, what are you doing?" she wanted to know.
"There's a clog in the sink," he explained. "Your mom asked me to--well, actually, your mom was going to call Sam."
Cassie smiled and turned toward the cabinets on the other side of the room. She flipped both open and stood studying their contents for a while, then took down a jar of peanut butter and the strawberry jelly. She set them on the counter and reached down to open the drawer directly to her left.
"You want some lunch?" she asked.
"Sure," replied Daniel, who had already pushed himself back under the sink. "Gimme a few minutes."
"You know, Daniel, just because you're dating my mom doesn't mean you suddenly have to do all the odd jobs and stuff around here," Cassie said conversationally.
"I know. It just seemed like a pretty simple--" he broke off as a second clang reverberated through the room. "Um, Cass…?"
"Yeah?"
"Better call Sam," he said worriedly.
"She's already on her way," Cassie assured him.
"Good."
Title: Look But Don't Touch
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: Daniel learns a valuable lesson and Jack is not amused.
Rating: PG
Length: About 500 Words
Category: Humor
Pairings/Characters: Daniel/Jack friendship.
A/N: Set early season 3, written forfic101, sg_challenges, sg_15_fics. By request of maevebran
Look But Don't Touch
Jack hefted his p90, slung the weapon over his shoulder, and crunched his way across the gritty, sand-filled floor of the main temple. Again. He and his team had been exploring the ruins on P4X-287 all morning, and so far they weren't any closer to learning what had happened to the race that built it than they had been before they left. Carter and Teal'c were on the roof, checking out what looked to be a pretty advanced and powerful telescope--which, Jack told himself, he was definitely going to have a look at himself before they left--while he and Daniel stayed down here.
He wended his way through a series of obelisks and pillars, leaving a trail of boot-prints in the eons-old layer of sand on the floor. At the other side of the temple, Daniel knelt in exactly the same position he had been in when Jack left twenty minutes earlier. He held a small brush in one hand, and was using it to slowly and painstakingly remove more sand from a section of the wall that he was trying to read.
"Well?" asked Jack.
"Well, what?" the archaeologist replied without turning.
"Well…are you done yet?" Jack prompted.
"Nope."
"Oh."
Jack stood there silently for another few minutes, then glanced at his watch. He let his arm drop and peered at the wall again. Then, he paused, looked at his watch again, and nodded.
"No," Daniel said before he could speak.
"Well, are you any closer than you were an hour ago?" Jack sighed.
"I…think…so…" Daniel said slowly. Then he rocked back on his heels and stared at the wall, frowning. "That's different."
"What is?" asked Jack.
"This," Daniel said, lightly touching a particular section of script with his index finger. "If I'm translating this right it says…"
Before he could finish the statement, a tremendous rumbling began, which shook the entire temple. Several of the pillars around them shifted and groaned. Jack whirled around, instinctively whipping the p90 off his shoulder, but Daniel didn't even make it to his feet. The floor under them suddenly sloped inward, sending both men sliding down a long, dark slope. Jack tried fruitlessly to brace himself with his feet and hands, but there was no traction and nothing to grab on to.
"Oof!" he grunted as he came to a rough landing atop a pile of sand. He lay there for a second, trying to catch his breath, then turned toward Daniel, who lay beside him sneezing convulsively. "Anything broken?"
"Don't--choo!--think so," came the sniffling reply.
"Good. Okay, now what?" Jack frowned, peering back up the slope.
"I have no idea, Jack," Daniel replied.
"None?" Jack blinked.
"Choo! No."
"You always have an idea, Daniel," Jack said.
"Well, not this time," Daniel shook his head.
"Right," Jack sighed again, getting to his feet. He grabbed Daniel's arm, hefting the other man up as well, and then asked, "Just out of curiosity, Daniel. What did that thing on the wall say?"
"Oh, um. Look but don't touch."
cam_carolyn. Go join.I have two ficlets, one for
ladybeth and one for maevebran. I owe one to aruna7, but as mentioned, Cam and Carolyn aren't far enough along to be slow dancing YET, so it will have to wait.Thanks to
sweetiemissy I now have a title for my attempt at a Dan/Jan series. So far, these are really short and there's no major plot, but I've enjoyed writing them. I am going to call the series Life After Death Because it starts as a follow-up to The Crystal Skull when Daniel, though not dead, was invisible. This first fic is part of that series.
Part 1: Risk
Part 2: Consequences
Part 3: Real and Imagined
Now part 4:
Title:Handy
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU Cassie came downstairs to find Daniel
Rating: G
Length: Around 500 words
Category: Gen/Humor
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Janet implied; Cassie Fraiser
A/N: Part 4 of Life After Death but you reallly don't need to read the rest to get it. Set early Season 5ish. Written for
fic101 and sg_15_fics. By request for ladybeth. Okay, I know it's Janet's house and not Daniel's but hey it works.Cassie came downstairs to find Daniel under the sink. He had a wrench in one hand and was clattering and banging around under there enough to give her the vague impression that he was trying to fix it. Things also didn't seem to be going very well, judging from the amount of muttering and grumbling he was doing. She watched him for a few seconds, biting her lip in an effort not to laugh, but when a resounding clang echoed through the kitchen, she gave up.
Commendably, she managed to contain her laughter after only a short giggle. Then she covered her mouth with her hand, but Daniel had already scooted out onto the floor, where he lay peering up at her with one eye open. She took a breath to steel herself against another fit of mirth and dropped her hand.
"Hi," she attempted.
"Hi," he smiled back.
"Um, what are you doing?" she wanted to know.
"There's a clog in the sink," he explained. "Your mom asked me to--well, actually, your mom was going to call Sam."
Cassie smiled and turned toward the cabinets on the other side of the room. She flipped both open and stood studying their contents for a while, then took down a jar of peanut butter and the strawberry jelly. She set them on the counter and reached down to open the drawer directly to her left.
"You want some lunch?" she asked.
"Sure," replied Daniel, who had already pushed himself back under the sink. "Gimme a few minutes."
"You know, Daniel, just because you're dating my mom doesn't mean you suddenly have to do all the odd jobs and stuff around here," Cassie said conversationally.
"I know. It just seemed like a pretty simple--" he broke off as a second clang reverberated through the room. "Um, Cass…?"
"Yeah?"
"Better call Sam," he said worriedly.
"She's already on her way," Cassie assured him.
"Good."
Title: Look But Don't Touch
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: Daniel learns a valuable lesson and Jack is not amused.
Rating: PG
Length: About 500 Words
Category: Humor
Pairings/Characters: Daniel/Jack friendship.
A/N: Set early season 3, written for
fic101, sg_challenges, sg_15_fics. By request of maevebranLook But Don't Touch
Jack hefted his p90, slung the weapon over his shoulder, and crunched his way across the gritty, sand-filled floor of the main temple. Again. He and his team had been exploring the ruins on P4X-287 all morning, and so far they weren't any closer to learning what had happened to the race that built it than they had been before they left. Carter and Teal'c were on the roof, checking out what looked to be a pretty advanced and powerful telescope--which, Jack told himself, he was definitely going to have a look at himself before they left--while he and Daniel stayed down here.
He wended his way through a series of obelisks and pillars, leaving a trail of boot-prints in the eons-old layer of sand on the floor. At the other side of the temple, Daniel knelt in exactly the same position he had been in when Jack left twenty minutes earlier. He held a small brush in one hand, and was using it to slowly and painstakingly remove more sand from a section of the wall that he was trying to read.
"Well?" asked Jack.
"Well, what?" the archaeologist replied without turning.
"Well…are you done yet?" Jack prompted.
"Nope."
"Oh."
Jack stood there silently for another few minutes, then glanced at his watch. He let his arm drop and peered at the wall again. Then, he paused, looked at his watch again, and nodded.
"No," Daniel said before he could speak.
"Well, are you any closer than you were an hour ago?" Jack sighed.
"I…think…so…" Daniel said slowly. Then he rocked back on his heels and stared at the wall, frowning. "That's different."
"What is?" asked Jack.
"This," Daniel said, lightly touching a particular section of script with his index finger. "If I'm translating this right it says…"
Before he could finish the statement, a tremendous rumbling began, which shook the entire temple. Several of the pillars around them shifted and groaned. Jack whirled around, instinctively whipping the p90 off his shoulder, but Daniel didn't even make it to his feet. The floor under them suddenly sloped inward, sending both men sliding down a long, dark slope. Jack tried fruitlessly to brace himself with his feet and hands, but there was no traction and nothing to grab on to.
"Oof!" he grunted as he came to a rough landing atop a pile of sand. He lay there for a second, trying to catch his breath, then turned toward Daniel, who lay beside him sneezing convulsively. "Anything broken?"
"Don't--choo!--think so," came the sniffling reply.
"Good. Okay, now what?" Jack frowned, peering back up the slope.
"I have no idea, Jack," Daniel replied.
"None?" Jack blinked.
"Choo! No."
"You always have an idea, Daniel," Jack said.
"Well, not this time," Daniel shook his head.
"Right," Jack sighed again, getting to his feet. He grabbed Daniel's arm, hefting the other man up as well, and then asked, "Just out of curiosity, Daniel. What did that thing on the wall say?"
"Oh, um. Look but don't touch."
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