An owed beer for colonelinblack

[sneezing_sg1]

He'd never actually expected to talk to John the way he had over the internet, but it seemed easier than talking about it face to face. And then on top of that there was the fact that if he tried to talk to Jack about some of this he was frightened that he'd either laugh or worse, tell him he was being an idiot for worrying. Which he knew was right

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[colonelinblack]

John peeled into the parking lot, making it to the bar in record time. With a light smile on his face, he locked the cars, windows still wide open and made his way into the bar, tossing his keys in the air.

He spotted Dr. Jackson almost immediately, dropping into the stool next to him, keys hitting the counter.

"Hey, man, thanks," he said, grin turning carnivorous as he realized Daniel had already ordered his beer, accepting it from him with a grateful nod.

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He jumped a little, shaking his head because he'd been deep in thought, "I hope you didn't mind me ordering already." Daniel fell silent for a moment while he took a long drink of his beer.

"So when exactly are you all heading back? And I'm not saying this because I want you to leave, I'm just wondering how long you guys will all be around here."

[colonelinblack]

He nodded in acceptance of that, noting how jumpy Daniel was. "I don't mind at all."

John bit his lip, still a little split.. thinking it over. "We're due to leave in two days, but Rodney and I want to go, like, now."

Shrugging, he took a sip of the beer, glancing at the label. At least it wasn't Canadian.

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"I can understand why you would want to leave," Daniel said glance over at John, "Haven't you put in a request to go back early?" He raised an eyebrow at that, "I'm sure they wouldn't deny you that with one of your own team missing in the field."

It actually worried him a little that someone was out there lost, "If you're having trouble I'm sure Jack could get you back home."

[colonelinblack]

He smiled back, hiding it halfway under his beer label.

"I'll remember that."

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"So, do you have any advice for a man who's life is going to end soon?"

[colonelinblack]

"I don't think you want advice from failed-marriage-guy."

[sneezing_sg1]

"Right now, any advice would be good." Daniel finished his beer and ordered another one before glancing at John, "D'you want another?"

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"This is something pretty serious isn't it, I mean it's getting to you in a big way." Taking another drink of his beer he watched John, "Are you sure you don't want to talk about this"?

[colonelinblack]

He had to laugh at that, putting down his bottle to smack Daniel on the arm.

"You nosey bastard."

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"Ouch," Daniel had to laugh at that, "Oh, c'mon, it's like telling a child where his birthday present is but they're not allowed to peek." He shook his head, "And I'm trying to be a friend here."

[colonelinblack]

"I know and I appreciate it ... I mean, I'm sure you're figured out it's someone I work with."

He shrugged, picking up his beer bottle and swirling the liquid. He was feeling every bit as dizzy as the circular motion it caused.

[colonelinblack]

John laughed, clapping Daniel on the back.

"Good. You look great." God, he loved alcohol...

[sneezing_sg1]

"Yeah," he let out a tight breath, "Thanks for that." Coughing a little he sat upright, "Well that was interesting."

[colonelinblack]

"It's not a problem.. though I think this means we're both taking the bus."

[sneezing_sg1]

"I think you might be right there." He motioned towards the bar for two more beers.