for Daniel

Jack had heard Daniel'd broken his wrist on the dino expedition and he wasn't surprised; the Daniel he'd known back home had a tendency to collect injuries like baseball cards and apparently not much had changed in the eight years Jack had missed. He hadn't had a real, good talk with him since New Years and since Carter'd shown up there were all sorts of issues that Jack kinda wanted to bury for a little while in lieu with hanging out with his best friend.

Problem was, said best friend was usually busy with something or other and Jack, oddly enough, felt bad about interrupting. But with he and Carter feeling all awkward about kiss number two it was about damn time Jack spent some time with someone who wasn't leggy and blonde and vaguely attracted to.

Besides, Daniel lived next door so even on his bad knee it wasn't a long trip to knock at Daniel's hut and beg for some time.

"Got a minute? Ran out of interest in watching the walls in my hut and figured we could go for a walk."