Title: Lullaby
Author: Emily Knight
Rating: G
Spoilers/Season: Set right after Singularity. No spoilers.
Pairing: None
Notes: Yet another Cassie fic from me. Are we surprised?
Feedback: lady(at)alias-grace(dot)com
Disclaimer: Not mine. All I own are my Plot Goa'ulds.
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"Rockaby baby, in the tree tops.
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.
"When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall.
And down will come baby, cradle and all."
It was a very sweet song. A good lullaby. And mindnumbingly cute. Or it would have been, if Sam and Janet hadn't been attempting to hold back guffaws while watching the scene in the living room.
The aforementioned scene involved one very unconscious Air Force Colonel and one equally out of it archaeologist/linguist on the Fraiser's sofa, Janet's 11 year old adopted daughter softly singing while leaning over the back of the couch and petting O'Neill's hair. And a Jaffa sitting on a nearby chair dividing his attention between a Star Trek rerun and his teammates.
Still trying to hold back laughter, the two women retreated back to the kitchen. As the door swung shut, they collapsed at the table and rocked back and forth with laughter. "Oh god, what I wouldn't do for a camera right now." Sam Carter managed to say, as the laughter subsided.
"Now, Sam, is blackmailing your CO really a good idea?" Janet grinned.
"No, but putting the picture of my two best friends being sung to sleep by Cassie would be great to hang up in my locker... And if the other members of the SGC happen to see it, then all the better." Sam winked at her friend as both started giggling again.
"Well, if that's all..." Janet got up and walked purposefully over to the coat closet at the other end of the room and pulled out a Polaroid camera. "Here, knock yourself out. Just don't get me knocked out as well."
Sam took the camera and snuck back into the living room, earning a look from Teal'c, but otherwise not disturbing the occupants of the room. Cassie had moved from behind the couch and curled herself up between Daniel and Jack and now seemed to be asleep.
"Aww, that is so cute." Janet whispered as Sam took a couple pictures. Teal'c didn't ask any questions, just raised an eyebrow in an expression that Sam had privately dubbed the 'humans are so weird' look. Sam nodded at him and he went back to watching The Next Generation as the women once again left the room.
Back in the kitchen, as Sam waved the pictures around, waiting for them to develop, Janet took a bottle of wine from the fridge and poured two glasses. She sat them on the table and craned her neck to look at the still semi-developed pictures.
"Think I could have one of those, Sam?" she asked.
"Yeah. That's why I took two. Going to put it up on the fridge?" Sam smiled as she regarded the Fraisers' fridge, which was already covered from top to bottom in pictures, drawings and notes.
"No, actually, I'm going to start a scrapbook for Cassie. I can't give her back her first 11 years, but I can make sure that her future ones are remembered." She took the picture from Sam and regarded it with a mixed look on her face.
Sam moved to stand behind Janet's chair and put her hands on her shoulders. "Janet, you are going to make a wonderful mother. You and Cassie are perfect for each other." She held back the note of sadness in her voice, knowing that Janet didn't need to know her own issues with the situation.
"I hope so."
"No. You know so." Sam leaned down and gave her friend a hug. "You are a wonderful woman, Janet Fraiser. You take care of all the base personnel as if they're your own children. It's about time you put your considerable talents to raising one of your own. And anyway, take a look around. You don't have to do it alone. You have SG-1 here to help you."
"Oh dear lord. I'm getting parenting help from a team that manages to get themselves injured, captured, or 'killed' on nearly every mission." Janet rolled her eyes.
"Exactly! If we've managed to stay alive this long, we have to be doing something right." Sam grinned and looked at her empty wine glass. "Anyway, I think I've had enough. Probably time to get back to the base."
Janet looked up at her. "I don't think so, Samantha Carter. The only one of you in any state to drive is Teal'c, and I know for a fact that he doesn't have his license. Now Jack and Daniel seem quite content where they are, and Teal'c is fine anywhere. You can take the guestroom. Now scoot." Sam reflected that it was rather frightening how fast Janet could go from wallowing in self doubt to the confident caregiver. Oh yeah, she was going to be a great mom.
"Okay. I know better than to argue with my doctor. But only if you go to sleep as well. No staying up and fussing over Cassie or the boys." Sam matched her tone for tone.
"Fine." Janet put the glasses in the sink and then led Sam through the living room, stopping briefly to throw a blanket over 'the boys' and to wish good night to Teal'c. She then showed Sam to her room and retreated into her own. Janet changed into a tee and boxers and happily climbed into bed. It had been a long day. The last thing she heard before falling asleep was the sound of footsteps entering her room and then the voice of Sam, "When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall..." she smiled as she felt Sam curl up next to her. "You're not alone, Janet.. You're never alone."
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Author: Emily Knight
Rating: G
Spoilers/Season: Set right after Singularity. No spoilers.
Pairing: None
Notes: Yet another Cassie fic from me. Are we surprised?
Feedback: lady(at)alias-grace(dot)com
Disclaimer: Not mine. All I own are my Plot Goa'ulds.
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"Rockaby baby, in the tree tops.
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.
"When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall.
And down will come baby, cradle and all."
It was a very sweet song. A good lullaby. And mindnumbingly cute. Or it would have been, if Sam and Janet hadn't been attempting to hold back guffaws while watching the scene in the living room.
The aforementioned scene involved one very unconscious Air Force Colonel and one equally out of it archaeologist/linguist on the Fraiser's sofa, Janet's 11 year old adopted daughter softly singing while leaning over the back of the couch and petting O'Neill's hair. And a Jaffa sitting on a nearby chair dividing his attention between a Star Trek rerun and his teammates.
Still trying to hold back laughter, the two women retreated back to the kitchen. As the door swung shut, they collapsed at the table and rocked back and forth with laughter. "Oh god, what I wouldn't do for a camera right now." Sam Carter managed to say, as the laughter subsided.
"Now, Sam, is blackmailing your CO really a good idea?" Janet grinned.
"No, but putting the picture of my two best friends being sung to sleep by Cassie would be great to hang up in my locker... And if the other members of the SGC happen to see it, then all the better." Sam winked at her friend as both started giggling again.
"Well, if that's all..." Janet got up and walked purposefully over to the coat closet at the other end of the room and pulled out a Polaroid camera. "Here, knock yourself out. Just don't get me knocked out as well."
Sam took the camera and snuck back into the living room, earning a look from Teal'c, but otherwise not disturbing the occupants of the room. Cassie had moved from behind the couch and curled herself up between Daniel and Jack and now seemed to be asleep.
"Aww, that is so cute." Janet whispered as Sam took a couple pictures. Teal'c didn't ask any questions, just raised an eyebrow in an expression that Sam had privately dubbed the 'humans are so weird' look. Sam nodded at him and he went back to watching The Next Generation as the women once again left the room.
Back in the kitchen, as Sam waved the pictures around, waiting for them to develop, Janet took a bottle of wine from the fridge and poured two glasses. She sat them on the table and craned her neck to look at the still semi-developed pictures.
"Think I could have one of those, Sam?" she asked.
"Yeah. That's why I took two. Going to put it up on the fridge?" Sam smiled as she regarded the Fraisers' fridge, which was already covered from top to bottom in pictures, drawings and notes.
"No, actually, I'm going to start a scrapbook for Cassie. I can't give her back her first 11 years, but I can make sure that her future ones are remembered." She took the picture from Sam and regarded it with a mixed look on her face.
Sam moved to stand behind Janet's chair and put her hands on her shoulders. "Janet, you are going to make a wonderful mother. You and Cassie are perfect for each other." She held back the note of sadness in her voice, knowing that Janet didn't need to know her own issues with the situation.
"I hope so."
"No. You know so." Sam leaned down and gave her friend a hug. "You are a wonderful woman, Janet Fraiser. You take care of all the base personnel as if they're your own children. It's about time you put your considerable talents to raising one of your own. And anyway, take a look around. You don't have to do it alone. You have SG-1 here to help you."
"Oh dear lord. I'm getting parenting help from a team that manages to get themselves injured, captured, or 'killed' on nearly every mission." Janet rolled her eyes.
"Exactly! If we've managed to stay alive this long, we have to be doing something right." Sam grinned and looked at her empty wine glass. "Anyway, I think I've had enough. Probably time to get back to the base."
Janet looked up at her. "I don't think so, Samantha Carter. The only one of you in any state to drive is Teal'c, and I know for a fact that he doesn't have his license. Now Jack and Daniel seem quite content where they are, and Teal'c is fine anywhere. You can take the guestroom. Now scoot." Sam reflected that it was rather frightening how fast Janet could go from wallowing in self doubt to the confident caregiver. Oh yeah, she was going to be a great mom.
"Okay. I know better than to argue with my doctor. But only if you go to sleep as well. No staying up and fussing over Cassie or the boys." Sam matched her tone for tone.
"Fine." Janet put the glasses in the sink and then led Sam through the living room, stopping briefly to throw a blanket over 'the boys' and to wish good night to Teal'c. She then showed Sam to her room and retreated into her own. Janet changed into a tee and boxers and happily climbed into bed. It had been a long day. The last thing she heard before falling asleep was the sound of footsteps entering her room and then the voice of Sam, "When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall..." she smiled as she felt Sam curl up next to her. "You're not alone, Janet.. You're never alone."
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