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RATING: PG-13, sometimes supposed to be humorous, sometimes sad, surprise ending!
CHARACTERS: Sam, Pete, Martouf/Lantash, Sg-1, Jacob/Selmak, Malek/Host, Rodney Mckay, Janet, George, other SGC personnel, other Tokra
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything you recognize. ...but I wish I did...
For those of you who are lazy or want to get to the good part, just skip ahead to the chapter called "Wedding Day!"
Everything else just makes you feel sad for Sam's exes, sort of.
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"Gods Carter, you picked a hell of a day to get married!" The Colonel shouted over the sound of bullets and angry Jaffa.
"Yes sir," Samantha Carter said, ducking to avoid a staff blast.
"Somebody tell ol' Pete, I think we're going to be late. Daniel, dial that thing!" Jack shouted at the archaeologist as he crouched beneath a large rock, one of many that surrounded the Stargate.
"I'm trying," Daniel retorted, pulling his hand away from the dialing device as a Jaffa shot at him.
"I am sorry," Martouf said, hiding behind a boulder with Sam "You should not have come for me,"
"Aw, knock it off Marty," The Colonel snapped "We'll send you the bill."
"From what I understand, you would have been gravely injured had we not come," The stony Jaffa added reassuringly. "I am sure Pete Shanahan will wait for Major Carter."
"Yeah Teal'c," Jack shouted as he shot one of the approaching Jaffa "He can't get married without her!"
Behind them, the gate opened. "Got it!" Daniel called, hastily sending the GDO code.
"Go, go, go!" Jack ordered.
They turned and sprinted toward the gate, Daniel first, holding his hat as he went, followed by Sam supporting the limping Martouf, with Jack and Teal'c in the rear providing cover fire. The successfully passed through the even horizon, the Jaffa feet away even as the Colonel backed up into the SGC.
"Close the iris!" Sam shouted a warning.
"Do it!" General Hammond ordered, nodding to a techie up in the control room. The all watched the Stargate, the sounds of the Jaffa running head long into the iris loud and clear in the gate room. At last, after nearly fifteen loud plunks, the noises stopped and the gate shut down.
"Sg-1, good work," The General said nodding to the injured Tokra. "Welcome to Earth. We debrief at 1800." He turned.
"Sir! What about the-" Carter began
"Yes sir," O'neill interrupted her "Six hours off-world and this is what you get; one rescued Tokra, alive and well...ish," He added, glancing at Martouf's bleeding side and leg. "I would've hated to be one of those party guests, waiting around for two hours for a no-show-I'm-busy-saving-Tokra-be-right-back bride. So tell us General, has Major Carter missed her first wedding?" He asked, a bit too cheerfully Sam thought. Even Martouf looked hopeful at the idea, though at least Daniel and Teal'c looked concerned.
"Don't worry Major," Hammond said "You're fine. After your last check in I called Mr. Shanahan and Jacob to reschedule. They'll take care of everything; the weddings to go on, next week." Sam sighed with relief.
"Thank you sir,"
Both Martouf and Jack looked extremely disappointed, and Sam felt a twinge of guilt again as all five, six including Lantash, seven including Junior, made there way out of the gate room, a medic assisting Martouf now. He looked even more disappointed that it was not Sam helping him as he was taken away to be looked at, Lantash already healing his wounds.