"Major!" Jack bellowed, using all the voice projection he'd had trained into him at the Academy. "Stop flying around right this instant and GET BACK DOWN HERE!"

 

There was a faint, rebellious noise from several metres above their heads, and the Colonel looked irritably at Daniel. "It wasn't my fault!" protested the archaeologist, for the several-dozenth time. Jack's scowl deepened.

 

Teal'c was standing with his hands behind his back, calmly observing the errant Major's aerial acrobatics with her new... acquisitions. "I believe it will be most difficult to persuade Major Carter to land," he remarked.

 

"Thanks, T," said Jack, sarcastically. "I hadn't worked that one out. MAJOR! IF YOU'RE NOT DOWN HERE IN FIVE SECONDS, I'M PUTTING YOU ON REPORT!"

 

From this distance, it was difficult to tell exactly what Carter said, but it definitely didn't have the proper, respectful tone due to a superior officer. Jack sighed, and gave in, staring up at his 2IC along with the rest of his team.

 

"You know," he said, "If someone had warned me that Carter was going to grow wings, I'd've expected something more Tinkerbell than... Batman."

 

"I'm telling her you said that," said Daniel.

 

Jack's shove sent him sprawling onto the controls. Daniel's outflung hand hit a button, there was a tinkling sound, and they both turned to stare in horror at Teal'c.

 

"IT WASN'T MY FAULT!"

"Colonel O'Neill!" yelled Jay Felger, flinging himself at Jack and babbling his relief at being rescued. Jack, in response, grabbed Jay's hat and fended him off.

 

"Felger! Felger! JAY! What did I say about touching?" he snapped.

 

Jay stepped back, quickly. Jack could be so touchy – in the non-touchy way – sometimes. "Not in public," he muttered.

 

"Damn right."

 

"Absolutely, yes, it's just I'm so glad to see you – we were over there, and they – the Jaffa came, and they were shooting, and I couldn't fix the Gate controls, and they were everywhere, and Major Carter was shooting, and then you – you-" his voice sped up as he spoke, a heady combination of adrenalin and relief, and he lunged again at the Colonel, wrapping his arms around him and clinging for all he was worth. "I'm so glad to see you," he said, muffled against Jack's chest.

 

Jack rolled his eyes and pulled a hand free, to rub Jay's back, soothingly. "Yeah, I got that," he said, somewhat more gently.