Daniel peered over his glasses at Sam, who was busy tugging her equipment off her tired, soaken body. They had just come back from the second water logged planet in as many missions, and the team was definitely feeling the strain. Daniel now knew what annoyed Jack so much about planets with trees. He prayed to God that they never go to another planet that had so much rain that they practically needed to swim towards the 'gate to get back home. He sighed. There weren't even enough interesting artefacts on P3N 729 to get excited about.

"God." Sam's voice became slightly muffled as she practically prised her pack from her back. "If I see another water planet, so help me ..."

"Yeah I know what you mean." Daniel sat down, unwilling to move himself to the locker room. He eyed Sam sharply. "You didn't wear that thing around your neck, did you? It might cut your throat in your sleep."

Sam self-consciously fingered the one carat diamond ring she wore around her neck. "What? It's okay ... I'm not taking a chance with this." She continued fingering the precious stone. "Jack would kill me if I lost it."

Daniel grinned. "Oh right." He paused as Sam began tugging off her boots. "I helped him pick it out you know."

"Really?" Sam was genuinely surprised. "When-?"

She was cut off by a young airman as he entered the room. "Major Carter, General Hammond would like to start the debriefing as soon as SG-1 is ready."

"Thanks Connolly." Sam smiled at the young man, causing him to blush a rosy red.

"Ma'am."

"I can't believe Hammond wants to see us so soon." Captain Will O'Connor practically collapsed onto the bench. "There's no way I'm going to move from here, so you'll just have to go without me Major."

"Yeah right, O'Connor." Sam threw a sweat-soaked towel toward her prostrate team mate. "Get yourself cleaned up. I expect to see you at the debriefing no more than five minutes after I arrive. That's an order." She smiled at the young Captain as she headed for the locker room.

"Yes Ma'am." He muttered, and Daniel couldn't help laughing at him. O'Connor was so young and enthusiastic, he was like the child Daniel was when he had first discovered the Stargate.

"Come on, you heard what Sam said. Get moving." With that Daniel hauled himself off the bench, dragging his equipment behind him.

***

O'Connor was barely seated when General Hammond began the debriefing. True to his commander's order, he had arrived five minutes later than the Major, who was sitting opposite him. She frowned slightly at his dishevelled appearance, but O'Connor noticed that the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned. He breathed a sigh of relief to himself.

"Okay people. Before I begin the debriefing, I'd like to introduce you to your new civilian specialist."

Sam sat bolt upright, alarmed at the news. "Sir? *Our* new specialist? With all due respect Sir, we've just got our team sorted out after Jack ... the Colonel left. We don't have room for another person on the team."

Daniel agreed. "General, SG-1's always been a four person team. I realise that ... with Jack gone things might be different, but ... we don't really need another person on the team."

"Dr. Jackson," General Hammond countered. "SG-1 is the only team currently with less than six members. The policy with team composition was determined a long time ago. We held off on SG-1 because you people seemed to work so well together. But ... it's time for change. And this specialist's appointment is not a matter for discussion."

Sam looked towards O'Connor and Teal'c, a look of resignation on her face. "Where's he transferring from?"

"*He* is transferring from Colorado Springs ..." Sam whirled around in disbelief at the sound of his voice. How could this be? ...

The General was grinning from ear to ear, a look of profound satisfaction on his round face. "Colonel O'Neill was good enough to come out of retirement to help us out around here."

"Please, call me Jack." Jack grinned smugly at the stunned expressions on their faces. It had been hell trying to keep his appointment secret from Sam. "I'm going to be ..." he looked over to General Hammond, " ... your civilian tactical consultant. So, if you have any questions, just come to me and I'll ... consult."

"Jack, why didn't you tell me?" Sam was well and truly floored.

"I wanted to see that look on your face." He pointed at her as she blushed. "Yeah, that one."

"Okay people. We've still got a debriefing to go through you know. And Jack - you can sit in on this one."

"Thank you Sir." Jack hopped into one of the vacant chairs near Sam, and gave her one of his cheekiest boyish grins.

Sam shook her head in disbelief. A civilian Jack under her command would take some getting used to, although ... it wasn't as if she wasn't already used to ordering him around at home. It would take some getting used to, but all in all, it would be a really good arrangement.

She grinned evilly. Yes, there could be some *very* interesting things she could get him to do ...