This is my second Stargate review (well, my third really but I got writers
block on the other one) so please tell me what you think. I need
encouragement (I don't mind criticism though).
Disclaimer: Stargate is not mine (I hate writing these things it's boring and repetitive).
Wake up call.
Jack wandered into his bedroom holding a breakfast tray decorated with rose petals. He put the tray down on the floor beside the bed so he could wake her. Quietly he knelt down.
"Wake up," he said softly to the figure in the bed, "come on sweetie, its morning."
The figure stirred and opened her eyes.
"Happy anniversary," he whispered.
"You too," Sam replied groggily.
"I made you breakfast," he said.
"Fruit loops," she looked at him suspiciously.
"No," he laughed, "pancakes."
"I love you," she responded.
"They're just pancakes."
She laughed at him and propped herself up on her elbows.
"I love you too," he told her truthfully ant then paused for a moment, "Come on, we've got to be at work for 09:00."
"I can't believe they want us to go in today," she sighed.
"At least we're not off world."
"They won't mind us being a bit late then," she grinned, tracing circles on the back of his hand with her index finger.
"My attitude seems to be rubbing off on you," he smiled back at her, "or is it your military discipline leaving you now you're just a scientist."
Her hands moved up his bare back slowly and she began to twist her fingers through the back of his short hair. He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Both," she said, pulling him forward and then sideways, positioning herself above him.
"Good," he responded and kissed her again.
His hand ran smoothly up her bare thigh.
"Jack," she said, her voice had a questioning tone.
"Yes," he asked suspiciously.
"Well, I know our job is. it's not the safest career there is."
This is starting to sound like the speech she made before resigning.
Every word of that speech was engraved in Jacks memory.
**** (fuzzy screen memory thing) ****
They'd been debriefing after another `routine` mission. Sam had been unusually quiet throughout it, her eyes firmly fixed on the desk in front of her. At the end, when the General was about to dismiss them she'd stood up and before anyone had the chance to say anything she began to speak.
"Sir," she addressed General Hammond, "I resign." Her statement had been blunt and to the point.
"What!" The General exclaimed. Jack remembered the shock in his voice. That was when Sam had begun her speech, with everyone sitting and watching her in disbelief.
"Sir, this job is very dangerous," she began with a basic fact, "We've practically got our own beds in the infirmary," she glanced briefly at Janet. The General tried to say something in reply but Sam cut him off. "We could all die tomorrow," she had a distant look in her eyes, "and I don't intend to waste my life. I hope that I don't have leave the SGC, but, if that's the price of being happy, then I'll pay it. I just know that I need to resign from the air force, to pursue other interests." She looked at him, Jack for a moment before turning back to the wall she had faced all through her speech.
They had all understood what the other interest was perfectly and Jack had asked her out the same day.
**** (duh duh duh duh - back to the present time) ****
"Jack? You there?" She asked him.
"Oh, yeah, sorry honey," he smiled in reassurance, "I was just thinking."
"Anyway, I was saying," she was lying on her side next to him with a hand on his chest. "I know our jobs are dangerous but it's not that bad, not really and ." She took a breath, "I've been thinking."
"You're always thinking."
She grinned at his remark.
"I know but this time I was thinking about something specifically," she paused and looked up, into his eyes. "We've been married for a year now and maybe, we could, think about, possibly, having a baby."
"What!" Jack noticed the same note of shock in his voice as General Hammond had expressed. He blinked erratically for a moment before speaking again; Sam was looking at him hopefully. "I. this is. a bit of a surprise."
"You don't want to," Sam said, Jack could see the tears in her eyes, she looked down.
He reached out a hand and positioned her face so she had to look at him.
"I didn't say that," he said smiling, "I just said that it was a surprise, a nice surprise."
She smiled again and kissed him.
"Maybe we should start working on it now," he said.
"Excellent idea sir," she agreed.
They kissed once more, merging into a familiar passionate embrace.
They jumped apart in shock as the telephone rang, sounding harshly through the room.
"I knew it was too good to be true," she muttered.
Jack rolled over and picked up the phone.
"Yellow," he said, "great," he exclaimed sarcastically, "we're on our way."
Sam listened to the single half of the conversation and let out a sigh of exasperation. Jack hung up.
"Let me guess, we're needed on base," he broke the news to her, "dads here," Sam's eyes lit up with excitement briefly until Jack completed his statement. "It doesn't sound like it's a social call."
"Great," she repeated Jacks previous statement.
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So people, what did you think of the first chapter.
Please review and tell me.
I'm not really sure of the direction this fic is going to take yet so all ideas are welcome.
Disclaimer: Stargate is not mine (I hate writing these things it's boring and repetitive).
Wake up call.
Jack wandered into his bedroom holding a breakfast tray decorated with rose petals. He put the tray down on the floor beside the bed so he could wake her. Quietly he knelt down.
"Wake up," he said softly to the figure in the bed, "come on sweetie, its morning."
The figure stirred and opened her eyes.
"Happy anniversary," he whispered.
"You too," Sam replied groggily.
"I made you breakfast," he said.
"Fruit loops," she looked at him suspiciously.
"No," he laughed, "pancakes."
"I love you," she responded.
"They're just pancakes."
She laughed at him and propped herself up on her elbows.
"I love you too," he told her truthfully ant then paused for a moment, "Come on, we've got to be at work for 09:00."
"I can't believe they want us to go in today," she sighed.
"At least we're not off world."
"They won't mind us being a bit late then," she grinned, tracing circles on the back of his hand with her index finger.
"My attitude seems to be rubbing off on you," he smiled back at her, "or is it your military discipline leaving you now you're just a scientist."
Her hands moved up his bare back slowly and she began to twist her fingers through the back of his short hair. He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips.
"Both," she said, pulling him forward and then sideways, positioning herself above him.
"Good," he responded and kissed her again.
His hand ran smoothly up her bare thigh.
"Jack," she said, her voice had a questioning tone.
"Yes," he asked suspiciously.
"Well, I know our job is. it's not the safest career there is."
This is starting to sound like the speech she made before resigning.
Every word of that speech was engraved in Jacks memory.
**** (fuzzy screen memory thing) ****
They'd been debriefing after another `routine` mission. Sam had been unusually quiet throughout it, her eyes firmly fixed on the desk in front of her. At the end, when the General was about to dismiss them she'd stood up and before anyone had the chance to say anything she began to speak.
"Sir," she addressed General Hammond, "I resign." Her statement had been blunt and to the point.
"What!" The General exclaimed. Jack remembered the shock in his voice. That was when Sam had begun her speech, with everyone sitting and watching her in disbelief.
"Sir, this job is very dangerous," she began with a basic fact, "We've practically got our own beds in the infirmary," she glanced briefly at Janet. The General tried to say something in reply but Sam cut him off. "We could all die tomorrow," she had a distant look in her eyes, "and I don't intend to waste my life. I hope that I don't have leave the SGC, but, if that's the price of being happy, then I'll pay it. I just know that I need to resign from the air force, to pursue other interests." She looked at him, Jack for a moment before turning back to the wall she had faced all through her speech.
They had all understood what the other interest was perfectly and Jack had asked her out the same day.
**** (duh duh duh duh - back to the present time) ****
"Jack? You there?" She asked him.
"Oh, yeah, sorry honey," he smiled in reassurance, "I was just thinking."
"Anyway, I was saying," she was lying on her side next to him with a hand on his chest. "I know our jobs are dangerous but it's not that bad, not really and ." She took a breath, "I've been thinking."
"You're always thinking."
She grinned at his remark.
"I know but this time I was thinking about something specifically," she paused and looked up, into his eyes. "We've been married for a year now and maybe, we could, think about, possibly, having a baby."
"What!" Jack noticed the same note of shock in his voice as General Hammond had expressed. He blinked erratically for a moment before speaking again; Sam was looking at him hopefully. "I. this is. a bit of a surprise."
"You don't want to," Sam said, Jack could see the tears in her eyes, she looked down.
He reached out a hand and positioned her face so she had to look at him.
"I didn't say that," he said smiling, "I just said that it was a surprise, a nice surprise."
She smiled again and kissed him.
"Maybe we should start working on it now," he said.
"Excellent idea sir," she agreed.
They kissed once more, merging into a familiar passionate embrace.
They jumped apart in shock as the telephone rang, sounding harshly through the room.
"I knew it was too good to be true," she muttered.
Jack rolled over and picked up the phone.
"Yellow," he said, "great," he exclaimed sarcastically, "we're on our way."
Sam listened to the single half of the conversation and let out a sigh of exasperation. Jack hung up.
"Let me guess, we're needed on base," he broke the news to her, "dads here," Sam's eyes lit up with excitement briefly until Jack completed his statement. "It doesn't sound like it's a social call."
"Great," she repeated Jacks previous statement.
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So people, what did you think of the first chapter.
Please review and tell me.
I'm not really sure of the direction this fic is going to take yet so all ideas are welcome.