A/N: Thanks for the reviews, this is going to give some Elliott backstory. I hope you enjoy it, as always, please review, only 20 more chapters after this, and it starts to speed up after this one.

Friday afternoon came and Cassie was rushing all around the house gathering up stuff for Elliot's party. Elliott's trunk filled with his belongings that his parents let him take. The party was at the park that evening with the whole senior class invited and a few other friends. It was pizza and cake and chips. Although Cassie didn't bring it alcohol was provided by various people and gifts flowed lots of jokes from kids who already turned 18, about a carton worth of cigarettes, something that Elliott wouldn't ever touch, a various selection of Playboy and Maxim, someone even gave him a DVD. He got practical presents as well. Some closer friends got him some hats and athletic wear. His best friend Dave got who had known about his home situation, gave him some stuff he felt he would need and Elliott was grateful.

Sam and Jack both waited at his home for the party to end.

"So you sure this is going to work out okay?" Sam asked as Jack put a lamp in the spare room.

"Sure hope so," Jack claimed.

Sam smiled.

"So would you rather be here or out chasing down a mother ship right now?" Sam asked.

5 mother ships, 6 would be too many but I think 5." Jack stated.

Sam smiled.

"You're good man, Jack O'Neill," Sam stated and kissed his lips.

"Don't tell anyone," Jack stated.

Sam put her hands under Jack's shirt.

"Sam, do we have time for this?" Jack asked.

"Mmm, I'd say so they won't be back until late," Sam claimed.

Jack smiled as she pulled him along to his room.

"If I knew moving a kid into the house would lead to do this I'd do it all the time," Jack stated as they got into his room.

Sam smiled

"I think you'd need a new house in only a couple of days." Sam pointed out.

"Maybe but it wouldn't matter," Jack said as his lips crashed down on hers.

The two of them were teasing each other, after 30 minutes and no clothes coming off Sam finally pulled off her shirt.

Jack smiled and took the hint, and soon they were naked in bed touching and kissing and playing with one another.

Sam had fallen asleep after the drawn-out sex they had, and Jack had showered and found her some pajamas, reminding himself she really needed a drawer.

Sam woke up an hour later stretching, and seeing the t-shirt and sweatpants Jack laid out.

Sam showered and got dressed and went to the kitchen to find leftover pizza.

"You know how to treat a girl." Sam joked.

"Yeah well, just you wait when Elliott's here all the time," Jack said.

Sam groaned.

"You can come to stay at my place," Sam claimed.

"Mmm, might have to take you up on that offer from time to time," Jack claimed.

Sam smiled.

It was 10:30 when Elliott and Cassie walked through Jack's door.

"Hey sorry, we're late we had to shoo off everyone and clean up," Cassie explained.

Cassie walked up and to Sam and hugged her.

"Cass?" Sam asked.

"Huh?" Cassie asked.

"You reek of beer, Cass!" Sam stated.

Jack turned around and noticed the smell as well.

"Cassie?" Jack growled.

"I'm not going to lie I had a drink but I reek because someone left a full can I thought it was empty and poured it all down me," Cassie claimed.

Sam sighed.

"You shouldn't have had beer you're not even close to 21," Sam claimed.

"A bunch of kids brought some we were at the park I wasn't going to make a scene and no one got drunk," Cassie claimed.

Sam looked at Elliott.

"She's telling the truth I didn't think anyone would bring anything I certainly didn't ask them too," Elliot claimed.

"So have you been drinking?" Jack asked.

"Of course, not I wasn't going to show up at my new place intoxicated, I know I'm 18 but I'm not stupid," Elliott claimed.

"Okay, well rule number 1 no drinking," Jack stated.

Elliott simply nodded.

"Cass, why don't you take a shower, and Sam and I will help get Elliott situated," Jack stated.

Cassie nodded and went up to her room pulling out some pajamas and going to the bathroom to shower.

Jack had heard Cassie say that Elliott's parents threw trash bags at him, but the actual fact that all his stuff was in a book bag and 3 black trash bags really upset him. He grabbed a trash bag, as did Sam. Elliott grabbed the book bag and the last trash bag and went up to "his" room.

Elliott looked around it was bigger than his old bedroom, and nicer too. He was pretty sure Jack fixed the place up for him.

"Thanks, you didn't have to do this," Elliott claimed once again.

"It's not a problem, we'll leave you to get unpacked," Jack said and headed down the steps with Sam.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"No, I, damn it, Sam, this is not what I was expecting," Jack claimed.

"When is anything we ever do expect?" Sam asked.

Jack smiled.

Sam put her hands through his hair she found it relaxed both of them.

They sat in silence until they heard murmurs of Elliot talking and Cassie giggling.

Sam tried to stop Jack, but he walked quickly up the steps with Sam closely behind.

The door to the bedroom was open, Cassie was in her pajamas, and Elliott was having a conversation.

"Don't laugh at him, he's my prized position," Elliott claimed.

"Seriously, he's so ugly," Cassie stated. Laughing again.

"His name is Bruce and if you don't like him I can finish putting stuff away myself," Elliott claimed.

"Fine, Bruce is the cutest thing I've ever laid my eyes on." Cassie sighed and then giggled again.

"I knew you'd grow to love him," Elliott claimed, setting a stuffed dog on the dresser. That's when Jack made his appearance.

"You need anything?" Jack asked.

Cassie looked back at her dad, checking his glare knowing he was making sure the two weren't up to something.

"No thanks," Elliott stated.

"We're fine dad, trust me Elliott and I aren't just going to sit in bed and make out or do anything else less than 30 minutes into him moving in," Cassie claimed.

Jack didn't like her wording, it meant she was thinking about doing something later on.

"Rule number 2 this door stays open anytime Cassie is in here,"Jack stated and pushed the door even wider.

Elliott just smiled and nodded.

"Dad what do you think of Bruce please tell Elliott he's ugly," Cassie claimed.

Jack looked at the brown dog.

"Cass, it's not nice to make fun of a man's dog. It's perfectly fine." Jack claimed.

Cassie sighed.

"Samm" She begged.

"I think he's cute," Sam stated.

Cassie rolled her eyes.

"Sam is taking you home soon," Jack stated.

Sam looked at Jack oddly but nodded.

They walked back to Jack's room.

"So you don't trust Elliott or you don't trust Cass?" Sam asked.

"She's almost 16 and he just turned 18, neither of them really," Jack admitted.

"Well, you better figure out that quick," Sam claimed.

"I know I just need a few days to feel him out you know," Jack stated.

Sam nodded.

"Listen, why don't I come over Sunday has Janet cleared you for Monday?" Sam asked.

"No, she wants to see me Wednesday morning, says that's the earliest she'll release me anyways." Jack sighed.

"Alright then, well I am back at it Monday. So if you find yourself going crazy call me." Sam claimed.

"I think you're the one that drives me crazy Jack claimed and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Jack! And you worry about the kids." Sam laughed.

"Mm, I know how hard it is to be tempted by a beautiful woman," Jack claimed.

Sam glared at him. "Don't" Sam claimed and put her hand up.

Jack backed off, but then reached out towards her.

She pulled away.

"Talk to me Sam," Jack stated.

"It's just I don't like that you're saying I tempt you so much you can't control yourself it's just an excuse. What if that's the same line Elliott gives to Cassie?" Sam asked.

Jack looked at her and scrubbed his face.

"What am I supposed to say to that?" Jack asked.

"You have a little girl now, whose not so little anymore Jack. If you expect to use that line on me and get me to fall into your arms, how to do expect Cassie not to fall into his?" Sam started pointing at the door.

"Sam I would never do anything you didn't want to do. I, have I ever made you feel uncomfortable?" Jack asked.

"That's not the point!" Sam claimed, backing herself into the corner.

Jack moved across the room now.

"Sam, I didn't mean that I would hurt you or, Jesus Sam, did I hurt you?" Jack asked.

"No!" Sam said suddenly.

Jack looked up hoping she would say more.

"I just don't want you to put it all on me," Sam stated

Jack looked at her once again confused.

Sam looked up at him.

"Sam you know you can tell me anything, and I am always going to be here for you. I'm not your commanding officer here and I never want you to think I am. I want us to be equal. Sam just nodded and Jack walked over to her and she allowed him to embrace her.

"Is there something else going on right now?" Jack asked.

Sam didn't say anything.

"I don't want to talk about it," Sam claimed.

Jack didn't know what to say to that. He just held her.

"I love you Sam if I've done anything ever to make you uncomfortable I am so sorry," Jack stated.

Sam once again didn't say anything but gripped harder.

"Why don't I take Cass home, you stay here," Jack stated.

Sam looked at him for a moment but shook her head no.

"Then, let me call Janet and she can decide if Cass stays here or she can pick her up okay," Jack stated.

Sam nodded yes, and Jack went and picked up the phone.

After a fairly long discussion, although Janet was hesitant she agreed that Cassie could stay at his place tonight but she'd pick Cassie up in the morning.

Sam and Jack laid in bed 1000 thoughts running through Jack's mind. Should he talk to Elliott just in case, he was trying to come up with number rule 3 although he wasn't sure what that was yet. He wondered what Sam didn't want to talk about it, and he had to admit it hurt him that Sam wouldn't tell him but he knew there were things from his past he'd never want her to know. The pain was almost too much for him and he wouldn't burden her soul with it as well.

Jack didn't know how long he laid there with his arm wrapped around Sam but there was a knock at the door. He looked at the clock and it was past midnight.

Jack got up without waking Sam and pulled the door closed behind him.

"Hey, I thought Sam was taking me home," Cassie stated.

"She was, but I don't know I said the wrong thing and got her upset. I talked to your mom and she said it's okay if you stay here.

"Is she okay, are you okay?" Cassie asks.

"Yeah honey, everything is fine. She's just worn out. There has been a lot going on at work, and I unknowingly said something that I shouldn't have." Jack stated.

Cassie looked at him for a moment.

"Can I talk to you, in your room, alone?" Jack asked.

Cassie looked at him for a second. "Sure," Cassie claimed.

They walked by Elliott's room first.

"Hey, I'm staying here tonight," Cassie claimed, Elliott just looked up at Jack, and back at Cassie.

"Okay, well I guess I'll see you in the morning?" Elliott claimed.

"Yeah, El, goodnight," Cassie stated.

"Night," Elliot said and kissed Cassie on the temple quickly.

Cassie smiled, Jack frowned and followed her to her room.

He shut the door and leaned against it as Cassie sat in her bed.

"Listen, dad, please I don't need the sex talk, Mom's given me a dozen, including one this week about the age of consent. I get it. Elliott and I aren't planning on having sex in your house while you're away, or sneaking around when your home." Cassie claimed.

"Keyword, planning," Jack mentioned.

"Look, you're right the last thing I want you to do is have sex with Elliott on my bed in my house. I don't even like the fact you know what it is. Listen, I don't expect you to be perfect and God knows when I was your age…" Jack stated.

Cassie gave a cringed look.

"Sam, might not be entirely happy I share this information with you, but apparently I said something to her that upset her because I said she tempts me too much. I just want you to know, that no matter what anyone says, you have the right, and the choice to say no, no matter what it is a touch, a kiss, something more." Jack stated.

"Thanks, dad I know." Cassie smiled.

"Alright then, I love you," Jack stated.

"Love you too," Cassie claimed, and Jack turned and closed the door.

Elliott opened his door and stepped outside of his room.

"The walls are pretty thin between mine and Cass's room," Elliot claimed.

"You heard?" Jack asked.

"Every word and I want you to know I would never want to pressure Cassie into doing things she didn't want to do. I respect her, and I do love her." Elliot claimed.

Jack smiled

"I know you think that you do, and I'm not saying you don't but things change pretty fast, and I was your age once, the more I think about what Sam just said, the more I wonder how many times I said the wrong thing," Jack stated.

Elliot looks up at him "Can we talk?" Elliott asked.

Jack nodded his head and pointed down the steps and the 2 of them went to the kitchen.

"I wanted to thank you for letting me stay here," Elliott claimed.

"I told you, you are welcome here and you should be thanking Cass," Jack said.

"No, you could have easily told Mrs. Rigs and I would be staying at the shelter tonight," Elliott claimed.

Jack nodded.

"I want you to know, that I know you don't think I love Cassie and that I'm just this kid who has no clue what I want , and I admit that later on down the road I could change, that Cassie and I may grow apart but I want you to know I've learned my lessons, early on," Elliott claimed.

Jack eyed him to continue.

Even though dad worked, and made pretty good money, mom stayed home and he was helping my brothers with college, and I guess starting out my parents didn't have a lot of money. We didn't live in the worst part of town, but it was a little rough. The street had few drug dealers that I knew pretty well. There were four of us all the same age, Justin, Riley, Sara, and myself. We did everything together good or bad, we were always together. The four of us got caught by police at an abandoned building. We weren't doing anything but they treated us like criminals. We would talk for hours, we all had walkie talkies and stay up hours talking to each other. Riley's parents fought all the time. Sara lived with her grandparents who were clueless. Justin, his parents were both users maybe even dealers. Then there was me, I just felt like I was there. My parents cared for me, did stuff with me but for the most part, I felt forgotten. I would stay in my room for hours listening to music, reading, doing school work, I never was too social outside the other three kids.

Sara was always ahead of her time, and I guess I was too, having 2 much older brothers sort of exposes you to some stuff you wouldn't otherwise know….Elliot trailed off.

Jack smirked and nodded.

Like I said the neighborhood wasn't the most savory. I was 10 when I got drunk the first time, by myself actually, found a bottle of liquor, and wanted to see what all the fuss was about. When I turned 12 I tried pills for the first time, and by the time was 13 I had lost my virginity to Sara. We were all a mess. We were trying to raise our selves." Elliott claimed.

"Elliott, I don't know what to say, I thought you're a good kid," Jack stated.

"But I am a good kid. I mean the alcohol was a crutch the pills, were a curiosity, and the sex was, was a discovery." Elliott smiled.

Jack couldn't help but laugh.

"I just, I mean it was so different there. I liked Sara, I thought I loved her, but God we were playing house. We were kidding ourselves. I mean we talked about marrying each other moving to the suburbs, going to college together at Penn. When I moved here I felt like I lost EVERYTHING. Do you know what it's like to live 13 years of your life in one place, with little opportunity? I was a good kid, with okay grades, in the middle, not pandered over because I was smart, not looked down on because I was a delinquent. Then we moved here and the school size is half. All these kids knew each other and I felt utterly alone. So the habits of Pittsburgh came with me. I was an alcoholic at 14. I was using drugs, thank god I never became addicted to those. Thank God I found myself because damn I wouldn't even recognize me.

"How, why did it change?" Jack asked.

When I was in Pittsburgh we'd drink occasionally for fun, it wasn't a crutch it was a social experience, I had been talking to Riley and I was telling her to hold on because I was trying to find a drink. She brought up that I was drinking alone. I was looking around and finding, my parent's liquor supply was tanking. Dad didn't drink heavily until last year, and prior to he and mom had Liquor from here and there some of it was old it went bad. I looked around the storage room and realized I had drank almost every bottle stuff my parents had for years gone in less than 3 months. I was depressed and realized that it wasn't the way I needed to go. Riley really got me through it. I had made a couple of friends here and admitted to one of them what was going on, and they helped me. My parents thought the alcohol evaporated, or the movers must have broken, something. They didn't even bat an eye, they have no clue what I went through.

The pills they were never an addiction, they were a want, a desire for sure when I felt my worst, it was an escape. It took me a little longer to kick that. One day I was in my room, I can't remember why I was so upset but I was getting high, and I already had taken a few pills and was feeling really good, and I was in this euphoric state and I took another because I just wanted to feel that way forever. I needed to feel that way. I passed out, on my bedroom floor in the middle of the evening, and no one noticed. I was out for three hours. My mom had no clue my dad had been home for a couple of hours never even checked. I thought I died that night. When my parents didn't notice I realized no one was going to care about me except myself. An overdose wasn't getting me home to Sara, Riley, and Justin. I had urges and when my mom got a tooth pilled and got pain pills I sat in the bathroom for an hour and stared at them.

"If there were pain pills in the bathroom right now, would you think about it?" Jack asked.

"I'm not going to lie and say I wouldn't think about it, but it reminds me of how out of control I was with them. It reminds me of the feeling of dread I had when I passed out. If you had pain pills in your medicine cabinet I would think about it but I wouldn't touch them." Elliott claimed.

"And the liquor the beer in the house is that going to be a problem?" Jack asked.

"I'm not going to lie and say I haven't had a beer or a drink since then, but I can say it's under control I haven't been drunk I don't actively seek it out," Elliott claimed.

Jack nodded his head.

"Kid you're so wise beyond your years," Jack claimed.

"I have to be," Elliott stated.

"I know, and I'm sorry for that, but it lead you to the young man you are, and I'm proud of you," Jack claimed.

"Really?" Elliott asked.

"Really," Jack stated.

"It's getting late, I'll see you in the morning," Jack claimed.d

Elliott nodded his head, he went upstairs and Jack went to the fridge picking up a beer before setting it back in the fridge, his mind going a million miles a minute.

Jack jogged up the steps, and lightly knocked on Elliott's door.

"Does Cass, know all this?" Jack asked.

"Yeah, she does, I know I don't deserve her, and I know I've made mistakes," Elliott claimed.

"As long as you treat her good, and she cares about you, that's all that matters. There is a woman behind that door that's the same way, and I will never know how I got her." Jack claimed.

Elliott smiled. "Goodnight."