The Burden of Command, by Abyssis (G)

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Rec Category: Team
Pairing: none
Categories: team, Jack O'Neill, General Hammond, gen, humor, friendship
Warnings: none
Author on LJ: abyssinia4077
Author's Website: Masterlist of my fanfiction
Link: The Burden of Command

Why This Must Be Read: Abyssis gives us delightful teamy goodness love at its best, as Jack grumbles at his S8 status as general and the nagging feeling of being left behind. Only not really, because geezer bikes and distrust of his cooking notwithstanding, the team will always and forever be SG-1... and we adore every one of them for it!

And we get all that, plus a lovely conversation between George and Jack at the end. So really, what more could you want?

By the time the wormhole activated and Walter announced SG-1's IDC Jack had several broken pencils on his desk and a wastebasket full of balled up paper. He was bored out of his skull, but he couldn't go home until he knew they were back safe.

Carter and Daniel stumbled through first, loose-limbed and grinning, arms around each other's waists and apparently holding each other upright. Carter was waving what looked like a waffle maker and Daniel had half a dozen scrolls tucked under his arm. They turned to look back as Teal'c stepped through.

Teal'c appeared to be covered in….glitter.

"You're past curfew," Jack groused at them from the bottom of the gate. "Did you think to call?"

"Sorry, sir," Carter said, failing to look even a little chastened. "You see, first Daniel found a secret door in their temple and then one of their scientists wanted to show me how this worked…"

"And then they made Teal'c their king for a day!" Daniel announced, interrupting her. "And threw a big party to celebrate."

"King?" Jack asked, raising an eyebrow at Teal'c who nodded in assent. Damn, he missed all the fun.