Title:  The Comfort of Friends

Author: Katie and OXBastetXO  

Category:   humor

Spoilers:   The Gamekeeper

Sequel/Season Info:  Second Season

Rating: PG

Content Warning:  Just plain silly

Summary:  After returning from the Gamemaster's planet, the team tries to help Daniel come to grips with reliving his parents deaths.

Showtime and MGM/UA owns Stargate: SG-1 and all there in. I'm just borrowing them for a bit, and I promise to give them right back when I'm done.  Well, most of them, I might just keep Jack and Daniel for a bit longer.

The Comfort of Friends

by

Katie and OXBastetXO

"Hey, Danny, that's rough having to see your parents squished over and over. Sorry, buddy."

"Jack, I don't want to talk about it."

"But that's so traumatic. I mean, that huge stone squashing the people who gave you life . . . over and over and over and over . . . They must have made a terrible noise when the stone hit."

"JACK! I'm not talking about this right now."

"But, Danny . . . It'll make you feel better!!!"

"Really? Like having to see it over and over and over and over....wasn't enough. Now you want me to talk about it too!?"

"Well . . . isn't that what those head-shrinkers always say to do?"

"Yeah, I know. Been to enough of them as a kid. Never helped. Look, I just really don't want to talk about this. Alright?"

"Okay, I guess. How 'bout we go get a beer and play some hockey?"

"I guess......You know, I forgot they use to call me Danny."

"Aww, Danny, come on, you know I can't stand to see a grown man sniffle!!"

"OH, Jack! I was just a little kid. It was awful!!"

"Er, how 'bout using a Kleenex instead of my dress blues? Danny? Please?"

*Sniffle* "Sorry Jack. I'm ok now. Really."

"Then why are you still dripping on my uniform?"

"Oh, Sorry. Where is that handkerchief?" *HONK* "Yeah. I'm going to..um..that is..uh."

"Beer, Danny. Drink the be--hey, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to call you Danny again. Look! Hockey stick! You can't cry in front of a hockey stick, can you? It's unAmerican."

*Sniff* "I thought Hockey sticks were Canadian."

"That's not the point!! Sheesh, where's Sam when you need her?"

"Sir? Were you looking for me?"

"Yeah! Look, Dann--iel, here, isn't feeling to good. I tried beer and hockey and all those manly things, and he just won't dry it up. See if you can do anything with him, okay?"

"It's about his parent, isn't it? Oh, that was terrible. That stone kept falling and there was this awful squashing sound. Oh, it's still giving me nightmares."

"SAM!!! Look, you made him all drippy again!"

"Oh, sorry, sir. Sorry, Daniel."

*Sniff* "That's okay, Sam. It's just *gasp* so traumatic *wail*."

"Why is Daniel Jackson crying?"

"Teal'c, ol' buddy ol' pal!!!! This is an Earth custom we haven't introduced you to yet. Sometimes when we feel like crying, we sit down with someone who's saved our life and tell them all our troubles. And, since you saved Daniel's life . . ."

"This has to do with Daniel Jackson's parent's death, does it not? Perhaps Daniel Jackson would cheer up if I were to share a song we would sing among the Jaafa when we were dealing with the loss of a loved one."

"Uh, suddenly I'm feeling much better. Jack, about that hockey . . ."

"Yeah, hockey. Great game. I think I forgot the puck, be right back."

"And, um, I hear General Hammond calling. Sir, Daniel, Teal'c, I'll talk to you all later."

"Jack, wait up. I think I saw that puck out in your jeep."

"Why is it everyone gets busy when I mention singing a Jaafa song?"

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