Chapter 1: Suspicions
"Sam, can you baby-sit Cassie for me? I'm going out this evening." Janet was smiling over the phone. This was the perfect plan. It was her daughter's idea. Janet had known that her daughter was a mind reader, but she had told no one. Not even Sam Carter. Cassie had read both Major Samantha Carter and Colonel Jack O'Neill's minds and she had found out a secret. Something that neither Major Carter nor Colonel O'Neill could admit to. Cassie had told her mother, but Janet confessed that she already knew. She had found out when Anise/Freya had done the Za'tarc test on them for the second time. They had sworn to each other that it would not leave the room.
Janet knew that the only reason that they didn't act on their feelings was because of their ranks in the air force. Neither of them wanted to let the other give up the most amazing job in Earths history for themselves.
Janet Fraiser knew though that a couple so well matched only came up once in a lifetime. It would be wrong not to set them up.
"Er. Janet. Are you going on another date with Jonas?" Sam asked her friend.
Jonas Quin had found out about Janet's plans and had offered, almost forced her to let him help.
"Yeah! Why?"
"Nothing. Isn't Cassie a bit old for a baby sitter?" Sam could tell that something was up.
"That's what I said, but apparently, she wants to 'hang out' with you. I don't quite think I'm 'cool' enough. She said that hanging once a Saturday when you're on world isn't enough. She wanted to do something other than play chess."
"Like what?" Carter said suspiciously. Last time Cassie had suggested something other than chess, Sam had gone home with glow-in-the-dark green hair and bright red lipstick all over her face. Unfortunately, Cassie had somehow persuaded Sam not to tell Janet, though Carter couldn't remember how. She was sure it had something to do with fifty dollars though.
"Just watching movies, eating pizza. Stuff like that." Janet still didn't sound convincing, but Carter decided that if her hair was anything other than blonde when she got back home, she would sue.
She sighed. "Alright." Reluctantly, she gave in.
"Great! See you at six thirty?" Janet asked.
"Sure, see you then. Bye." Carter put the phone down and picked up her folders from her desk. She was almost positive that she was the only one left on base, apart from the night guards and the occasional eager airman, but when the lift doors opened she noticed someone familiar standing in the doorway.
"Carter, what are you doing?"
"Er, I was catching up with some work, but I'm going home now sir. Why? Carter asked her CO.
"Shouldn't you be watching some science programme? " O'Neill asked.
"Well, paperwork seemed somehow more important sir. Err, why did you come back sir?"
"I left my favourite Simpson's video on my desk."
"Why do you have a Simpson's video at the base?"
"In case there's no Goa'uld butt to kick! If I get bored, I watch the Simpson's."
"What about the half a dozen sheets of paper work that are in your to do tray sir?"
"As I said, BORING!!!!" He grinned.
Carter smiled. "Okay sir, see you tomorrow!"
"Yeah, see ya Carter!" And he walked off in the direction of his office.