fandomhigh | The Library (2/24/2006)

"Genetics are safer to study right now," said Janet. "So I tend to stick with them."

"You were?" asked Janet. "After that phone call--" She shook her head, then looked back up at him. "I can't. I have to cover the library until seventh period, and then I have to go to my weekly meeting with Dr. Pierson and--um, Liz, actually. Since we're both TAing for him."

"As long as you're having fun," Daniel replied.

"I know," he winced slightly. "But I'm putting that idea to the back of my head. Really."

Daniel moved out of the chair, and crouched down beside her. "It's okay. I'm not going to fly into a jealous rage because you're going to be seeing her." He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Can I get you anything at least?"

"I'd have more fun if I could study things in more detail," said Janet. "Couldn't we just have one little non-lethal plague that I could cure?" She grinned wryly.

"For now, anyway," said Janet. "But not forever. All right?"

She smiled wanly at him. "I room with her, you know. We're close. We're friends, and we see each other a lot. Not that I'm trying to get you upset again, but--" Janet shrugged. "You really should know these things. And I don't know what she and I are going to do now?" She leaned her cheek briefly against his hand and closed her eyes. "My backpack is behind the Collections Desk. I've got some painkillers in there if you can get the backpack for me."

"Well, this is Fandom, so I think you better be careful what you wish for," Daniel nodded seriously.

His face lit up. "No, not forever."

"I know room with her," Daniel replied. His eyes suddenly widened. "Okay. Past conversations I've had with you about her are now taking on a whole new level." He nodded. "I'm not going to say anything. I know that all this has been difficult for you, and I don't want to suffocate you. I love you, and if you want or need me to take a step back, then I will do."

Daniel paused and looked momentarily scared. "Although please don't run away with her to Canada."

"Sure." He quickly went to the collections desk, and returned with her backpack. "Here you go."

Janet nodded, then winced. "Good point."

She smiled at him. "I need time. Which isn't necessarily fair to you, I know. But it can't be helped."

"Sorry," said Janet. "It's--" She looked Daniel in the eye. "This is hard too, you know. Feeling this way about two people. But I don't want you to take a step back. And I won't run away with her to Canada, I promise."

"Thanks." Janet started rummaging around until she came up with a bottle of ibuprofen. "I actually have bad news of a totally different kind for you."

"Just remember I'm going to be an old man soon," Daniel grinned teasingly.

He nodded. "Okay, that's good. And I'll always be here for you. I'm sorry for freaking out on you. I can deal with this, whatever you decide. I promise."

"Um." Daniel tried to think what sort of bad news she could have for him. At least he knew that she wasn't going to be breaking up with him. "Okay then?"

"Believe me, Daniel, I have a hard time forgetting the difference in our physical ages." Janet smiled sadly.

"I know you will be." Janet shifted so that she was kneeling, then leaned forward and took his face in her hands so she could kiss him gently on the lips. "Whatever I decide? I don't know what to do. I just--" She shrugged and pulled back. "I don't think it's an either/or kind of thing. But I don't know what's going on. Do you, um-- Do you want to talk to Liz about it?"

"Do you know Marty Blank?" she asked. "One of the students here?"

OOC: Daniel modded w/permission, of course.

"I know. It was a bad joke," Daniel shrugged, looking slightly sheepish.

His eyes widened. "Talk to her about it? I, um. No. Not really. I think that's something that you should do. Not me."

"Only that he's your roommate. One of your roommates."

"At least we're both here to worry about the difference." Janet shrugged. "Right? And to argue and be confused and everything else attendant in a relationship."

"Oh, good," said Janet, sighing with relief, and leaning closer to Danielat the same time. "Because that would have been awkward beyond belief. No, I know I need to talk to Liz too."

"He is," said Janet. "He--" She frowned and resisted the urge to throw her bottle of pills. Instead she wrenched the cap open, spilled out a couple of tablets, and took them with a bottle of water she kept in her backpack. "Remember during Parents Weekend, when Jack registered Teal'c as his brother? Marty got suspicous and had an associate run background checks on Jack, Sam, Charlie, Liz, Vala, and me. He found a lot of the discrepancies, and he's had some experience with black ops." She glanced up at Daniel. "He found my death certificate. I hadn't even seen that."

"Exactly," Daniel nodded firmly.

"Then why did you suggest it?" he asked, his heart still racing. He wasn't sure if he was going to be capable of being in the same room as Elizabeth any time soon.

Daniel frowned. "How much does he know?" he asked, wincing inwardly at the part about her death certificate. If he knew which one Marty was, and if it wasn't for the fact that he was a teacher and couldn't technically touch the students, he would have liked to have paid Mr Blank a visit.

He wondered if he could give him detention. Even though he'd never met him.

Janet just kissed him again.

"I thought I should," said Janet. "Just in case you wanted to. Or if there was something you thought you needed to ask her."

"A whole hell of a lot," said Janet. "The cloning, the death certificates--" She frowned. "He dug up adoption papers and a dorm address for Cassie. He's a retired assassin. He knows black ops work when he sees it."

"No, it's fine. I don't want to get between you two."

Um. Okay. Wow. Really bad choice of words there.

"He's a retired assassin and he's how old?" Daniel asked, going slightly off-topic there. He couldn't believe the kid had bought Cassie into it.

There had to be some way he could give him detention.

Janet's eyes widened quickly and she smothered the impish comment she wanted to make. Daniel probably wouldn't appreciate it. "Daniel." She smiled at him. "I'm not going to let anything get between you and I."

"Seventeen, I think," said Janet. "I think he lied about his age and got into the army. Which would explain why we never recruited him to the SGC. We actually do genetic testing and the more throrough background search would have uncovered his age."

"No, I know," Daniel said. He was pretty sure he was blushing and those images weren't going away any time soon.

"So he knows everything now? Do you trust him?" Daniel asked.

"Good," said Janet. She forced down another comment. With the blushing and the stammering, she could figure out what he was thinking. Teasing him might be a bad idea right now.

"He doesn't know everything," said Janet. "But we told him enough so that he would know how dangerous it could be to continue digging. And I don't trust him. He spent months going behind our back investigating us. How do you trust someone after you find that out?"

"Do you think he will stop digging? Or will something else be required," Daniel asked. He sighed. "How about not to say anything? Do you trust him to do that?"

Yep. He definitely needed a word with this boy.

"He'd better stop digging," said Janet. "Can we trust him not to say anything? I don't know. But I think he's at least aware of the seriousness of the situation." She frowned. "At least he's not aware of your involvment, or about Shep or Camulus--and he's only aware there's something odd about Eighth. That's something."

"But he knows about the rest of you?" Daniel clarrified, frowning along with her. "Do you think an official visit from the AF would press upon him the importance of keeping all this quiet?"

"To some extent, yes," said Janet. "I've got an e-mail ready to send to General Hammond explaining the situation. Daniel, you're not thinking of talking to Marty, are you?"

Daniel hesitated. "I was," he admitted. "But if he doesn't know about my connection with the program, I think it's probably going to be best if I stay clear of him."

Janet frowned. "Let's not give him any more information than he currently has," she said. "He's experienced enough to recognize 'deep space radar telemetry' as a lame cover story. I don't want to put you at risk too."

"I don't think you need much experience to recognize that as a lame cover story," Daniel shrugged. "I'll keep my distance. But if he ever does anything to threaten you, then I'm not going to stand by and watch that happen."

"I don't know," said Janet. "How many people feel for the deep space radar telemetry line?" She smiled at him. "I won't ask you to stand by then, but I can take care of myself, you know."

"They fell for it because it was easier for them to believe it than to actually comprehend the truth," Daniel guessed.

"I know. But I like being able to take care of you."

"You're probably right," said Janet. "I didn't look at it too closely before I was assigned there."

"As long as you know that," said Janet. "But thanks. I appreciate it."

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