Season: season 3
Series: Stargate SG-1
A drabble coda to "Pretense."
No dough, no foul.
Jack stomped down the ramp as the stargate closed behind SG-1. "I don't know why we saved their sorry ass--"
"Colonel!" Sam interrupted.
"Assets," Jack said, "Assets. Your boyfriend isn't so bad, but the rest of them--"
Sam glowered at him. "Narim is not my boyfriend."
"Then how did you know I meant Narim?" Jack didn't wait for an answer. "The Tollan may have some sweet ion cannons, but if it takes a panel of three whosits--"
"Archons," Daniel said.
"--to decide whether a human being deserves his own body back, then I'll take Councilor Tuplo any day."