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Stolen Sheets

ahem. Ok, so this isn't finished, and wasn't originally written with pants!verse in mind, but it does kind of fit, and, well, we've been mighty silent....

And I'm cute so don't shoot me?

"Covers."

"What?"

"You steal the covers, Carter."

Sam Carter peered over the menu at Jack O'Neill. "I do *not*."

"Do too."

"Not."

"Too."

At that moment, Dr. Daniel Jackson took the opportunity to interrupt. "Uh, Jack, Sam? Is there something you're not telling us?"

"I believe, Daniel Jackson, that Major Carter and O'Neill are conducting an affair." Why Teal'c chose that moment to answer, and why he couldn't have broken the news gently, Daniel didn't know. He simply gaped at the jaffa, forgetting the menu in his hands.

Until Jack grabbed it before it could catch on fire from the candle on the table.

"We are--" Sam suddenly stopped. She flushed harder and looked down at her menu.

"Look, T," Waving his menu, Jack tried to explain. "Carter and I are--"

"Actually, Sam," Daniel interrupted, having regained his sangfroid. "You do steal the covers."

"See?" Jack smirked in triumph.

With a mutinous expression, Sam went back to looking at her menu. Her muttered, "Do. Not." Drifted across the table.

"So, Daniel, is there something the two of you aren't telling us?"

"I don't know, Jack. Besides, I could ask the same of you."

"No, no, I asked first." Jack waved a hand.

Sam groaned. "I am never talking to you guys again. Ever."

"Major Carter," Teal'c said, "Would that not make your field activities with SG-1 difficult?"

"Yes, Teal'c, it would." She glared at them all. "I'm still not speaking to you."

"Well, Carter, you keep sayin' it."

She shot the Colonel another glare, and Daniel was really glad that she couldn't set people on fire just by looking at them. Even if it would have been really amusing.

"May I take your orders?" The waitress was a god-send, Daniel decided. Even if the young woman looked really bored with her job, she was something other than themselves. A distraction that was completely in order.

Quickly going around, they each ordered. Daniel let one eyebrow climb at Teal'c's three steaks, but the jaffa *could* simply be very hungry.

Once the waitress left (taking the menus with her), Jack began fiddling with the straw paper.
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