Three Sentence Ficathon

They'd finished the survey of the perimeter of the ruins, not finding anything of use, when the colonel stopped, stamping his foot into the snow they were walking on, "Y'know, this is pretty good packing snow, Carter."

"So it is, sir," she admitted as Teal'c and Jonas joined them, Jonas shaking his head at her raised brows; nothing of use inside, then--which meant they should be heading back to the gate and a debrief.

It was Teal'c who threw the first snowball, but Jonas caught on rather quickly, and Sam had to admit that laughing felt good (if she thought she saw Daniel smiling out of the corner of her eye, she kept it to herself and resolved to get a better night's sleep).