A/N: There are two parts to this story, the other half will be in the Atlantis section of I'll post the link when I've added it. Comments welcome!
Four Weddings and a Funeral:
Chapter One:
Sam was enjoying a rainy afternoon with a book when the doorbell rang.
"Jack!" she looked down at her oversized sweatshirt and comfortable jeans, slightly embarrassed.
"You look fine." He assured her, reading her thoughts. "Are you going to leave me standing in the rain?" Sam opened the door and he stepped inside.
"So, what are you doing here?" she seated herself on the couch, and he took the armchair.
"Don't I have the right to miss my team?"
"Of course, it's just…I don't know, it's been awhile."
"Exactly. Say – how would you like to go out to dinner tonight?" He asked.
"Tonight?"
"Yeah, there's a new place I've been wanting to try."
"Ok." Sam agreed, still startled.
"That settles it then." Jack rose to his feet. "I'll pick you up at 6?"
"See you then."
Jack let himself out – leaving Sam slightly flustered in her living room.
Tara gathered her paintbrushes and took them to the sink to rinse them out and place them back in their jar. She was pretty happy with the painting that was just finished, and couldn't wait to see what other people would think of it at the art festival next week.
As she locked up her small studio in New York, her cell-phone beeped, announcing a new message. She recognized the number of her friend Hannah.
"Hey Tara, it's Han, I was wondering if you'd come visit me for a weekend – I've been lonely up here, and could use some familiar company. Call me back."
Tara quickly dialed the number and settled plans to visit in two weeks. Colorado would be a nice breath of fresh air after the busy New York scene. City life didn't exactly suit her – she missed the trees and hills of Ohio – the quiet sounds of the evening – much different than the police sirens and honking of the city.