AN - Well, I've changed the end of the last chapter so that it makes a bit more sense. If this one suffers from the same problem, please tell me. This chapter is the end of this particular story, I don't think I'll be doing anymore. If I do write a sequel however, it will be after I finish Pirate Queen and The Amalgam. (Both of which I've sorely neglected.) Anyway, please read and review. I hope you enjoy!
Jonas.
Restrained on an infirmary bed.
With Nurse Owens sitting on top of his chest.
Oh man.
And I thought I'd seen everything.
Damn.
That woman has got to be at least 200 pounds.
That can't be comfortable.
Hum…
There are aggressive women,
And then there are the insane ones.
That's one of them.
"LT. OWENS!"
Yep. Sam agrees.
"GET OFF OF HIM! THAT'S A DIRECT ORDER!"
Well, at least she obeys orders.
"Airman! Escort Lt. Owens to lockup now!"
Ouch. That's a bit harsh.
Although I have to say she deserves it.
"You alright Jonas?"
"Yeah, just a little…. Shell shocked. Please tell me not all Earth women are like that?"
"Don't worry their not."
Poor guy… at least Sam came in.
Wait a minute.
Why is Sam grinning?
The situation wasn't that funny.
Oh wait a minute, that's not her 'I'm amused' grin.
She giggles when she's amused.
That's her revenge grin.
Oh no… what've I done?
"Hey Jonas, how you would like to get off base this weekend?"
Aw crap.
***
Pacing…
Pacing…
Ok so I'm nervous!
I may be ascended but I'm not God.
I can't predict what's about to happen.
I can't figure out what Sam's planning.
And I don't think Jonas does either.
Somehow I think he was better off with Nurse Owens.
Or at least safer.
Pacing
Pacing
Geez - I think I'm going to wear a hole in this floor if Sam doesn't show up soon.
Why did she tell Jonas to meet her outside of Jacks office?
Oh here she is.
Uh oh.
She looks good in black,
Especially in a black pantsuit.
Unfortunately, I think she forgot that shirts have more then two buttons.
I can see her bra from here.
Wait a minute…
Jacks office…
Jonas…
Unbuttoned shirt…
Oh man.
I should really tell Jonas to run.
But that would be meddling.
"Sir?"
Hum… peeking into his office.
I wonder if she realizes just how much she uh… reveals when she leans in like that.
Yep, she does.
"Cart - er"
Hum… he noticed to.
"What can I do for you major?"
Jack really shouldn't stare at her chest like that.
Especially not with that guilty expression.
You'd think Black-Ops training would've taught him better.
"Actually sir I just wanted to tell you that I'm going off base for the weekend."
Jack - Sam is not the only woman in the world to wear blue lingerie - say something!
"That's nice."
Oh, really intelligent.
"It's certainly a change for you - got any plans?"
Sam should really stop inching closer to his desk like that.
"Yes sir."
She's really punishing him now.
She knows she shouldn't lean over his desk like that.
Especially since her blue bra covers almost less than the red one did.
"Jonas is spending the weekend at my place."
Ouch!
I wonder if it hurts when you close your mouth that fast.
"Your place?"
"Well yes sir, I thought he might like to see the outside world in a more… normal atmosphere than the Gaoul'd town. I figured we could catch a movie, do some shopping, Jonas can finally see that Commissary food is not the only thing humans eat. In fact, I think he said something about wanting to see what human music was like - I was thinking of taking him to a dance club or something. What do you think? "
Oh man; movies, shopping, dancing, and diner.
I can just see it now.
Sam is painting this whole thing out like an extended date on purpose.
Jack seems to be turning a rather unattractive shade of green.
"Major - perhaps Jonas isn't ready for so much… exposure - to the outside world that is."
He was going to say 'to you'
I know it!
He really should stop staring now.
"Hey Sam, I'm all ready!"
Hum… Jonas' grin seems to be immune to Jack.
Who knew?
Sam's throwing that smile of hers at him again.
Jack can't like that.
Wait a minute - That's MY leather jacket.
Why is he wearing MY leather jacket?
"Great! Let's get going - "
Oh no.
Why do I see Jack coming up with one of his *brilliant* ideas?
"Actually Carter, I was thinking that maybe you and Jonas could come to my cabin, do some fishing, actually get some rest. It would be a lower security risk and I think Jonas would really like it. What do you say?"
Oh no, that grin.
Sam's got something up her sleeve.
"I actually think that's a good idea. Jonas?"
"I'd love to see how people 'fish' here on Earth… although I'd feel bad about making you change your plans."
Jack's opening his mouth.
Seems like Sam's faster.
"Not at all, we already have the General's approval. All we have to do is phone him and tell him of the change in plan."
Hey, this isn't so bad after all.
Guess I misjudged Sam's motives.
That little stunt with the shirt was probably her only 'revenge'.
The new SG1spending a weekend at Jack's, that's not bad.
Maybe they can get Teal'c to come along to.
"General Hammond? This is Major Cater."
Oh good, she's putting it on speakerphone.
"Major."
"Sir, Colonel O'Neill suggested that we take Jonas to his fishing Cabin this weekend. Since it's less of a security risk I thought -."
"Major, I have no objection to the Colonel and Jonas going fishing, but I'm afraid that you are going to have to stay on base this weekend."
"Sir?"
Hum… that sounded surprised.
But somehow I think Sam had this planed.
"Major, you never finished running the skimatics (AN: not sure if this is a word here) we needed for Sg11's next mission. I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to stay this weekend and get that done."
"I see."
Aww… just the right amount of disappointment.
Sam should've been an actress.
"Very well sir. I'll be down in the lab within the hour."
She set him up.
Jack is now stuck entertaining Jonas for the weekend.
I'm hoping Jonas survives.
"Well Colonel, I guess I won't be joining you this weekend after all."
He's glaring.
That can't be good.
"Have a good weekend sir! Enjoy Minnesota Jonas."
Oh man - that grin again.
He knows she set him up.
I almost feel sorry for him.
A weekend with an alien…
He's going to hate answering all those questions I can see bubbling in Jonas' mind.
At least he'll get some fishing in.
Oh well, this situation resolved itself after all.
Now I can FINALLY go visit Janet!
I've been meaning to see her since I first came back.
After all,
I didn't really 'meddle'.
That's what you think.
Oh no… please don't let that be -
Yep... this is Oma, Daniel… I think we need to talk.
Aw Crap.
~Fini~