TITLE: "Dinner & Dessert"

AUTHOR: Me! Oh, uh, Verb

RATING: T, I would think. More towards the end, really. I'm no good at this rating thing, but if you're 13 or have the maturity of one, I think you can handle it.

CATEGORY: Humor, Daniel/Other, unapologetic snark.

SUMMARY: What's a little dinner and dessert among friends?

DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable Stargate SG-1 characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret Productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment only and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended. This story and other publicly unrecognized events or characters therein are copyrighted to the author and may not be used or reproduced in entirety or in parts without express permission of the author.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Round 4 everybody! Another story for me, different since so far I've always written established characters in the Stargate universe. Thought I'd give this a try. Much thanks to Dessert Blossom-by-the-Sea for a much needed double round of beta'ing as well as encouragement. Please read and enjoy!

On Monday morning, Daniel made his way through the mountain, leaving a trail of slightly confused but mostly amused individuals in his wake. He greeted everyone who crossed his path with a bright smile and a hearty greeting, even exchanging the occasional firm handshake.

"Hey, Daniel!"

The loud shout stopped Daniel a few feet from his office. He turned to see Jack walking down the hall towards him. "Hi, Jack." Daniel shoved his hands into the pockets of his BDU's. "What's up?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing." Jack stopped in front of his former teammate. "I heard you almost broke Siler's hand when he shook yours good morning."

Daniel shrugged. "Not on purpose. I'm having a good day, forgive me for being exhilarated. I figure I should try to share it with other people."

Jack gave him a look that clearly showed he though Daniel has lost his marbles. "Well, you might want to be a little less enthusiastic about it – Siler's got a wicked bruise on his hand from that vice grip you call a handshake." He motioned behind him to Daniel's office with his thumb. "This giddy mood of yours have anything to do with the little container sitting on your desk?"

A slight frown appeared on Daniel's face. "How and why did you get in my office?"

Jack mimicked Daniel's casual stance and shoved his hands in his own pockets. "Oh, you know, all access swipe card, waiting for you, playing with some of your rocks." He gave Daniel a sly smile. "I'm guessing that your current bubbly disposition means things went well with Abbie last night."

"How did you . . . ?"

"Never forget, Daniel, that not only am I the general of this facility and therefore all knowing, but I also have excellent contacts."

A light snapped on in Daniel's brain. "You had Sam hack into the base security feed, didn't you?"

"Now, Daniel. Can't be revealing my sources, can I." Jack fixed the archeologist with another grin. "Especially when said sources provide details about my two top linguists leaving the base in the same car. Your car, if I'm not mistaken."

Daniel had known Jack long enough to know that his teasing was harmless, not that anything could ruin the great mood that had settled in after last night's completely unexpected but more than welcomed events. Still, he knew that since he and Abbie worked together, Jack's blessing as the man who signed both of their paychecks would go a long way. "Yeah, about that, I-"

Jack waved his hands in the universal symbol for 'Shut up, Daniel'. "No problem, Daniel. It's about time you two came to your senses."

Daniel's lips quirked into a small smile. Now where have I heard that before?

"Don't even think about any base frat regulations – you're both civilians, so it's nobody's business but your own."

"Thanks, Jack. That means a lot."

"Anytime." He gave him one last smile and made his way down the hall towards the elevators. "Just be sure to share whatever's in that container with me. I have a sixth sense about all things cake related."

Daniel chuckled to himself and opened the door to his office. His eyes cut immediately to his desk, and he was not surprised to see a familiar looking blue container sitting on top of a pile of books. Navigating his way over to his chair, her sat down and reached for the card that was propped up on the container.

Daniel,

Something you forgot after you left last night. I did promise you some to take home with you, and I'm not one to go back on my word. Besides, I figured this would be a good way to make sure you're addicted enough that you'll be back at my place for more. Have a good day – I'll see you for lunch.

Abbie

P.S. Make sure Jack doesn't see it – he has a sixth sense about all things cake related.

Daniel placed the note back on his desk, next to the photos of SG1 he kept in his office. How on Earth did she get into the office before I did? He sat for a moment, letting all that had happened in the past twenty four hours wash over him, causing a smile to appear on his face as he carefully placed the brownie filled container in one of his desk drawers and locked it shut, not taking any chances that someone would stumble upon it accidentally. Gathering up a few books from around his office to take another crack at the language from P4X-394, he settled down and attempted to make some headway. After what felt like the millionth glace at Abbie's note, he knew any serious work was out of the question. He checked his watch – only four hours to go before lunch. And I can't wait.

.:The End:.

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The end, people! Thanks so much for taking the ride with me and following along with my little story. There is a prequel/sequal in the works, so I'd love it if you stuck around and checked it out when it's finally finished.

Thanks so much to all of you who took the time to review! You people are awesome. This story has over 70 reviews, which is kind of ridiculously awesome and a little hard for me to believe. So I'd like to thank the following people for reviewing, in most cases almost every chapter Will the following people stand up and give themselves a round of applause:

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Thanks Again and Good Writing Wishes to All!

Verb