Family Day at SGC

By: Sasusc

Spoilers: General Season 9 knowledge

Summary: It's that time of the year again when SGC has their annual Family Day Picnic. The picnic allows one Cameron Mitchell to reveal to his team the girl he has been dating: Cassandra Fraiser. Cassie/Cameron, Sam/Jack established.

Author's Note: As I had not made clear in my other storey "Don't Come Knockin'" about the bet at the end, I have decided to clear things up and stick it in here. It is not necessary to read that story to understand this one, but it does make a slight appearance.

Prologue

The bookstore held more mythological books then the collection Daniel Jackson was storing in his office. He noticed a few similar titles, but it was the ones he didn't recognize that held his attention. He wanted to know to be able to make a reference to an unknown legend the archeologist didn't know about.

He pulled out a book on Egyptian mythologies. He began to flip through the pages, finding names of Gou'alds mentioned in mission reports.

"That one has many errors," a woman told him.

Cameron Mitchell glanced to his left. A young woman, slightly taller then the average woman, stood before him. Several books were clutched to her chest. Light brown hair and murky grey eyes, they woman was more beautiful then the tall leggy blondes SG-1 encounter on a recent mission. Those blonde bombshells were very tempting, but they had nothing against this woman. Besides, those alien women slaughter their men after getting what they want. He doubted that the woman next to him could do such a thing.

"What sort of errors?" he asked with a huge smile.

"Oh, just little things here and there."

"Are you into history?"

The woman laughed and shook her head. "Oh, no. Not me. History is interesting, but a friend of mine has a habit of correcting my history books since I've been in school. Any decent history books on my bookshelves must be judged first by him."

Cameron smiled. "What would you suggest?"

"On Egyptian?"

He patted the bookshelf. "Would you know the best one to learn rarely known information?"

The woman studied the shelves. She ran her fingers across several of the spines. "I own a few of these, but the one that might interest you isn't here. If you have a pen and something to write on, I can give you the title. I can't remember the author's name, but I would recommend this book. I was actually able to correct the friend of mine who gave me the book. Of course, that's the only time I ever pulled one over him."

He searched his pockets, but couldn't find a pen. He glanced at her.

"Sorry, I know I don't have a pen in my purse. Learned it the hard way earlier."

"Well, then, maybe I could gave you a call and you can tell me which books comes highly recommended."

The woman laughed. "But wouldn't that require the use of a pen as well?"

"Ah," Cameron said, tapping his head. "I have the unusual ability to recall any phone number given to me." He gave her his most charming smile. "We could even talk about it over dinner or something. I heard it's best to discuss these sorts of things face to face.

The brunette bit her lip before speaking. "I don't give strangers my number."

Cameron stuck out his head. "I'm Cameron Mitchell."

She took it. "Cassie Fraiser."

"See? We're not strangers any more."

Cassie laughed. She knew the man would say that. She gave him her cell phone number and received a promise to call her soon. "You know, I would feel better about all this if we already have plans for a dinner date." She raised an eyebrow at him, demanding with her eyes for him to reply.

"Are you free tomorrow night?"

Cassie waited a few seconds. She watched as the man tapped a rhythm on the bookshelf. "Yes," she said simply.

"Great," Cameron replied, a huge boyish grin appeared on his face.

THREE MONTHS LATER

Daniel leaned closer to sniff Mitchell. "Is that cologne?"

"Yep."

Cameron continued with fixing the collar of his shirt. He had showered and cleaned himself in record time after coming back from the recent mission. They were schedule back two hours ago, but a little disagreement with the princess on the planet delayed them. The little girl had decided that Teal'c was the only person in the universe who could scare the monsters out from her bedroom. Teal'c had refused at first. He wasn't subjected to the whims of a spoiled seven year old. They were eventually able to convince the Jaffa to humor the girl.

"I believe he will be late for his hot date, Daniel Jackson."

"How do you…?"

"I overheard you talking on your mobile phone, Col. Mitchell."

Daniel shut his locker and turned to study the newest member of SG-1. "Why haven't we heard of her before?"

Cameron copied Daniel's motions. "We've only been dating for three months."

"Does she work on the base?"

Cameron shook his head. "No, she's training to become a medical doctor."

"So she doesn't know about SGC?"

Cameron ran a hand through his hair. "I actually don't think I've told her what I do. She's not very nosy when it comes to my career. She mentioned that her mother was a doctor practicing in a classified area, so I take it that she learned not to ask too many questions."

"That is most fortunate for you, Col. Mitchell."

Cameron agreed with Teal'c. He hated to lie to someone he cared about. Cassie asks few professional questions, which helps to keep his lying to a minimal. They mostly talked about personal things like her classes she just finish taking at a nearby college, or the latest movie they've seen.

The three of them exited the locker room. Teal'c wished him well on his date before departing. Daniel walked with him to the elevators.

"How serious are you about this girl?"

Cameron thought about it. Cassie was fantastic. She was funny and kind, and sexy as hell. He thought about her often. But was this just a fling? Could they develop a relationship strong enough to become something more? He didn't know.

Daniel smiled. "Ah, that says it all."

He slid his keycard through the machine to call for the elevator. "What does it say?"

"You don't know where this relationship is going, that there could be something more there."

"Does anyone know?"

"Where did you meet her?"

Cameron smirked. "In a bookstore."

"A bookstore? You were in a bookstore?"

"Hey, I was looking up research," he commented. "She gave me a few tips, and we made plans to have dinner together. Next thing I know, we're having dinner or lunch a few times a week."

"And breakfast?"

Cameron stepped into the elevator. He grinned at his friend. "She makes the best ham and cheese omelets. Of course, I can make the best pancakes. Old family recipe on my mother's side--secret of course." He pressed a button to take him the ground floor. "You leaving here?"

"Yeah, Sam and Teal'c are coming over to my place later tonight for movies and pizza. You're welcome to come, but I think you're going to be busy for the rest of the night." Daniel checked his watch. "What time was your date?"

Cameron grimaced. "An hour ago. She's been waiting at the restaurant since then, annoyed that I haven't been answering my phone. You know, we really need to look into getting phone connections on other worlds. It would save some time."

"Attention, SG-1 report to the Control Room. SG-1 to the Control Room."

Cameron groaned. "And I promised her I would be there in twenty minutes."

Daniel wordlessly programmed the elevator to take them back down. "You might want to call her and cancel that date. I doubt you will be making it."