The Aftermath

Teaser: Sam and Janet must deal with the aftermath of a home invasion.

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Chapter 1

Sam was so glad that the day was finally done. It had been a hell of a week and she was glad it was Friday. Since Tuesday she had spent the days defending her budget to the dufus from the IOA. She still did not understand why they sent someone to tear apart her budget when they had no scientific background; so, they don't know the difference between a Bunsen burner and a cigarette lighter. BUT if that cigarette lighter were cheaper then they were all for her and her staff using it.

Once again she can't believe she let General O'Neill talk her into taking the position of Division Chief of the Scientific Department. She only agreed to help him out through the budget review while he searched for a permanent replacement for Dr. Bridget Harrison, who had resigned after her recent birth of her second child. Luckily, she and Bridget had completed their version of the budget a week before Amanda was born. She now had even greater respect for Bridget and the fact that she had filled the position for the last ten years. She could not believe Bridget had gone through ten of these extended torture sessions. Give her a Goa'uld with a pain stick any day.

After finding getting the IOA person - and she used that term loosely - out of her hair, that same person tripped and dumped his coffee, that he wasn't supposed to have in the Control Room to begin with, into the computer tower that Sergeant Siler was working on and nearly electrocuted him. She hated to think what would have happened if General O'Neill hadn't tackled him out of the line of fire.

For the last eighteen hours they had been replacing the tower which was of course not in the budget to be replaced this year or any year. Of course, General O'Neill had loudly told the IOA that the money for it replacement wasn't coming out of the SGC budget and he didn't care where they came up with it. Furthermore, he told them emphatically that this "person" was to never be sent back to the SGC, or he would not be held responsible for what he did to, or with him.

Whoever was on the phone must have asked him why he was upset, for O'Neill was heard to yell that the reason he yelling was because among other things, the computer their idiot fried with his coffee controlled the Stargate iris security. He had three off-world teams scheduled to leave on vital missions to meet with new allies who had technology that could help to defend the world, and two scheduled to return that day. And the good Lord only knew if any of the other five teams off-world that might need to returned unscheduled for whatever reason. With the computer out, their gate was shut down and they couldn't return here if they needed to quickly. The time it took for them to dial the Beta Site could easily cost lives, and then the IOA would have to pay out more money to train replacement personnel. From the disgusted look on O'Neill's face that piece of information seemed to be the first thing to get the attention of the person on the phone, and must have fired them up for he told them that he had his best personnel on it and they would get it up as soon as humanly possible. But that would be taking them away from the budget revisions their dumbass ordered to be completed before the end of the day before he attacked his Control Room. He then told them that what he wanted was for his budget to be approved as is, or he didn't know when the gate might be open for business for he had been told until a budget was approved that they were effectively shutdown and they both knew what one of the scheduled missions was for. It had taken her a moment to remember that one of the missions was to negotiate for a new supply for high-grade Naquada. And the IOA had been anxious to get their hands on it… why she wasn't sure, but she was sure it was for no good.

Now after long hours, and Siler ending up with a second-degree burn on his right hand, they had the gate up and running. All she wanted was a glass of Merlot and a soak in their hot tub, before crawling into her big bed and snuggle up with her wife.

Wife... even after two years, she was still shocked that Dr. Janet Fraiser, CMO of Stargate Command, agreed to marry her. Just when she had given up ever finding someone to share her life and love with, Janet was assigned to the SGC, and it was love – or at the very least massive lust – at first sight. They had been dating for nearly seven years, when Janet asked her to go away with her for a long weekend to their cabin at the lake. There Janet had surprised her with a romance dinner, before getting down on bended knee and asked her to marry her.

Just six months before their weekend at the lake, President Hayes carried through with his campaign promise to do away with "don't ask, don't tell" and approve the open enlistment of gay personnel within all Armed Forces. He had maintained from the beginning that what went on in someone's bed was no one's business but the consenting adults involved. But sexual harassment was sexual harassment no matter what someone's sexual orientation was. And all cases would be processed to the full extent of the law. Period.

In the state of Colorado, it had been legal for same sex couples to become civil joining since 2001. So all it took was for her to say yes, and they had been married.

As she pulled in the driveway of their home, she noted that the house was dark… at 11 pm surprised her. She had gotten an email for Cassie earlier that said that she and Janice were celebrating their great grades for Midterms by having a sleepover at the Morrison's – Janice's parents.

Cassie… it was hard to believe it had been fours years since SG-1 discovered her alone on Hanka, and after the trip to the missile silo, she knew she couldn't let her go to someone else to raise. After talking with Janet – her girlfriend of three years – they agreed that Janet would become her "official" adoption parent, and she would "officially" move in to Janet's place to help to raise the preteen. They had unofficially been living together for two years. They decided to keep her house and rented it instead. Daniel had been looking for a new place for months but nothing seemed right to him. He jumped at the chance to rent it when he overheard them talking about whether to advertise it in the paper themselves or get a realtor, so it had worked out for everyone involved.

At first they had been nervous about how Cassie would react to their relationship, but not long after Sam had moved the rest of her things into Janet's home, the little girl crawled into Sam's lap and asked if she was now her Mommy like her Aunt Penelope and Aunt Diana had been to her cousin Lilly. After talking things out with the preteen, she and Janet had found that same sex couples were seen as special and blessed on Hanka.

On the first day that Cassie had started school, Janice was the first person to speak to her as she sat nervously outside of the principal office with Janet and Sam as they waited for a meeting. Janice had been the new girl last year and she knew how Cassie felt. Not long after, they were having sleepovers at each other's homes regularly.

But it still didn't explain the dark house. She had called Janet as soon as walked into the parking lot to let her know she was on her way. Janet had told her that she would have the hot tub heated and the wine waiting for her when she got home. This was the first weekend in what felt like forever since they'd had a weekend off together. Her wife told her she hoped she wasn't too tired. For some reason, the blonde physicist was suddenly not so tired.

So, she did wonder why there were no lights in the living room like usual when Janet was waiting for her arrival. Maybe she had already got into the hot tub. She guessed she would soon find out. Grabbing her briefcase and laptop, she climbed out of her beloved Volvo, and locked it behind her.

Entering the house, she dropped her keys on the nearby table and set down her cases as she called out, "Hey, Janet, where are you?"

She was greeted by only silence. Glancing out the sliding glass door in the kitchen to the back deck, she could see the cover was still on the hot tub. The wine was setting unopened on the kitchen island, and a fruit and cheese platter was unopened. Now, Sam was beginning to worry. Running up the stairs, Sam called much louder, "Janet, honey! Where are you?!?"

Barging into their bedroom, the Air Force officer was confronted with two things: a crying and struggling Janet restrained to their bed, and the feeling of cold metal pressed to the back of her neck.

"Welcome home, Samantha," was the last thing she heard before a blow to her head was delivered and all the lights went out.

TBC

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