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Daniel Jackson/Cameron Mitchell Drabbles & Micro Fiction

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Cameron's eyes slid towards them and that was all it took. One quick glance and he knew: the way General O'Neill so casually finished his sentences; the way Daniel argued with the General so intimately; the way they moved around each other and interpreted gestures and silences. It was clear in the way they didn't touch.

Cameron read their missions, thought he'd read between the lines to know everything about the team dynamics—about their relationships—but he hadn't read this. It only took one glance to know it, though.

Cameron wasn't the first man to share Daniel Jackson's bed.