Too easy

Jemsters: So, the perfect fic for you would be Sam to demand sex while Jack gets scientific? ;-)
Jara: hmmmmm
Jara: that i'd love to see
Jemsters: Heheheehe
Jemsters: Let me see what I can do...where the muse takes me...
Jara: cool :)
Jemsters: Arrgggghhh!! How do you do it?
Jara: *blinks*
Jemsters: You make it seem like it's all my idea...'
Jara: it is
Jara: *didn't do anything*
Jemsters: Hehhe I'm just busting on your ability to get fic out of people. ;-)
Jara: and i'm not even trying
Jemsters: That's my point! ;-)

Bwah

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Fic: The Book of the Dead

Disclaimer: Not mine.
Rating: G
Category: Future fic, angst
Set/Spoilers: somewhere after S8/S9, no spoilers
Pairing: Daniel/Sha're
Summary: Just sand stuck beneath his fingernails due to hours of digging.

A/N: Thanks to splash_the_cat for the beta. This is just a 300 word drabble that came to me. Not sure why.

( The Book of the Dead )