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Jack stood at the door quietly watching Daniel work. The next mission was based on Daniel’s findings, they couldn't even think about leaving until he'd finished his translation.  The entire team had been waiting for three days so far and Daniel didn’t know when he’d finish.

“It could be ten minutes from now or it could be ten days from now! I have to get back to work,” Daniel had told him earlier.

But Jack couldn’t help waiting outside the office. Every time he got himself working on something, he would find a way back here.

“Jack, I can’t work if you’re hovering over me! I told you I’d call when I finished this.”

“I’m not here about the translation. It’s something else that’s bothering me.”

“What is it then?” Daniel snapped.

“I was wondering what happened to that cream sweater you had.”

Daniel looked up. “What?”

“While you were ascended, you came to see me while Ba’al was playing ‘torture the former Tok’ra host’ with me. You were wearing a cream sweater. I was wondering what happened to it.”

“Jack, I never had a cream sweater! And why are you bringing this up now?”

“I’ve been trying to figure this out. You could have shown up wearing anything in your former closet, and you picked something that wasn’t really ‘you’ ”

“This isn’t getting the translation done, Jack.”

“I know, but humor me.”

“When did I stop?” Daniel muttered.

“What?”

“Okay, I’ll humor you. You saw me in a cream sweater.”

Jack pulled over a chair and sat across the table from him.

“Why a sweater? Why cream colored? You could have been wearing anything, but you chose that!”

“I don’t know. I have a feeling that you’ve got some ideas on the subject.”

“Was there at one time a sweater that you wanted to have. You saw it at the store. You were about to buy it, and you got paged to get back to the base or something…”

“Or a friend was impatient and dragged me off…” Daniel added.

“Maybe…and when you finally got back to the store…”

“Without the friend that dragged me off.”

Jack glared at Daniel briefly. “And, when you got back to the store, it was gone. Sold out. No more in stock. Limited edition.”

“I get the picture, Jack.”

“You’ve wanted that sweater ever since then, so when you finally get to do the wispy light thing, you think, ‘why don’t I wear that sweater I wanted!’ “

“Did you ever think that maybe there might be an ascended closet with clothes  already approved by The Others? I was a rookie, after all. Maybe I didn’t get a choice in what I could wear?”

Jack suddenly looked deflated. “Oh. Yeah. I didn’t even think of that. You did say that there were rules you had to follow.”

“Lots of rules.”

“Yeah. Well, sorry to have bothered you,” Jack said as he stood up and left the room.

Daniel watched until Jack was out of sight and his footsteps had faded away.

“I can’t even find that sweater on ebay!” he said to himself and returned to work.

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