Title: Antiphony of the heart-Part 4
Author: atheniandream/Jawbreakerchick/Paisleychick, my alter egos :)
Email: atheniandream@aol.com
Content Warnings: Angst, Action hopefully, Romance, other stuf!!!
Pairings: Sam/Jack, friendship, other stuff
Spoilers: NOne, yay!
Season: Six, a little in accurate....but I like it.
Rating: r maybe, def pg
Summary: Finding family....fourth part of the story.
Author's notes: hope you like it, gotta feed to get the rest!!! HE HE HE
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of
Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA,
Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is
for entertainment purposes only and no money
exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original
characters, situations, and story are the property
of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the
consent of the author.
Antiphony of the heart-part 4
===============================
Get the party started...
You know everyone seems to forget, that it was my birthday, and I haven't had a party yet.
So I'm gonna.
============================================================================
Sam had decided that first they could go out for a calm walk in the park opposite her house.
That way she could get to know her daughter, and hopefully create some kind of lasting bond
between them.
"So, Ameridian. Can I call you Amerdian?"
"Well, everyone at home calls me Amy,"
"Okay Amy, what do you like to do?"
"Well, at home I used to like the stars. They're pretty, ya know?"
"The stars huh? I know a certain familiar Colonel, who could tell you a lot about the stars,"
She smiled at the girl; a strangely familiar connection emerged and held.
"Really?" She seemed interested in her statement. "He named a star after you."
"What?"
"Colonel O'Neill. One birthday, he didn't know what to get you, so he named a star after you."
Amy laughed at the memory. "He called it 'Carter'."
"Well, you know your Dad," She overstepped the boundary. She knew by the look in the young girls
eyes. Dark, and flattened in pain.
"Oh, sorry you don't. He's very obvious. He's not the most original thinker in the box."
The thought that she may be too harsh in her reply, caused Sam to speak from her heart instead.
"But when he says something, he means it."
"Well that's why I'm called Amerdian."
"Yeah, Why that name?"
A red flush crept up her neck, reminding Sam of some one very familiar.
"I was conceived on a planet.....called Ameridina. So, I'm basically Ameridian. As apposed to
a member of Earth."
Jack is going to pay, for causing serious psychological harm to my child.
"I'm so sorry. I'll hit him for that. But it really is a beautiful name."
"Thanks. If you don't people the history behind it, then they seem to think so." Shrugging off
her natural sarcasm, it was now her time to play 20 questions
"So, what do you see in him."
Her brow furrowed at the question. What was she going to tell the girl? That she had no clue?
Or tell the truth...?
"It's complicated Amy. The two of us have so much history. Future. Past, Present, Alternate.
Nothing makes sense. I care about him. A lot. And I love him, as much as I love Teal'c and sort
of Jonas. But I don't know if I'm in Love with him." Change the subject Sam, change the subject.
"Besides, I thought you said that you hadn't met your Parents?" Raising an eyebrow suspiciously,
she looked at the girl, whose face was blank and expressionless in the afternoon light.
"I thought *I* was the one asking the questions now?"
"Amy....?"
The motherly, warning tone shot out of Sam's voice, causing the girl to fess up.
Well, sort of.
"Okay! Okay! It's just stuff people told me about them. I don't' remember much about them though.
"
"Okay. We better get home, and sort out this party."
"What party."
"The Party in honour of us."
"Why?"
"Well, it was my birthday yesterday, and it gives you a chance to meet everyone. So, you up for
It?"
Eyes wide. Brain in motion, contemplative hat on.
"Yea sure ya betcha." With a smile she left her 'mother' standing.
That girl is way too much like Jack....
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Way, Way too much like Jack O'Neill...
===================================================
She.
Was finally asleep.
As if it crept upon her unknowingly, and devoured her into the night. Leaving Sam.
To drown in a sea of thoughts and feelings.
She'd come to the obvious conclusion, that she was no more lost, than a 16-year-old girl.
It suddenly dwelled on her the pain her 'daughter' felt.
She knew that to lose your mother, could rip you beyond distinguishing yourself, and
finding what part of you other people gave you. That it could tear you into shreds and leave
you clawing at the edge of disparagement and grief for the one you lose.
She knew only too well how long it takes to get over a parental loss.
Turning to the small figure scrunched tightly in the smooth frame of her armchair,
She weighed the loss on her own.
This girl had lost her parents.
Both of them.
She didn't want to think of how the girl had survived, and couldn't care for the fact that
She had died.
Her only thought,
Was grief.
That she had never met this girl.
And in *her* future, she never would.
And that was the saddest thought of all.
Not knowing what you lose, is worse than having something and letting it go,
Or else having it taken from you,
Even though do never know what you've missed,
It'll tear you to pieces for wondering...
================================================================================
Shield the pain, and concentrate on the present. Or presents, if there are many.
================================================================================
Early mornings seemed to be the best part of the day.
Crisp and new, they always lasted the longest, and kept in mind the most.
Sam had spent the larger portion of the morning, sorting out the fiddly aspects of the party.
Basically, Janet, the Colonel, Jonas, Teal'c and Cassie would be over at 1 O'clock for a
Garden barbeque, as the weather had been scheduled to be quite good for the remainder of the day.
It was about 11 O'clock now, and the two of them had worked famously as a team, and everything
Was basically ready.
As they both collapsed on the sofa, Sam was awoken by a loud knock on the door.
"Sit, watch television. I'll get it."
"No, no, it's fine! I'll get it."
Amy walked calmly to the door despite her anxiousness at the large figure behind the door.
"Come on Carter! Open the damn door, I'm dying' out here!!"
The Colonel was very surprised to see a young girl open the door, and in return replied very out
of character, especially for Jack O'Neill.
"Oh, Hi. Is Carter there?"
"Sure? Come in..." Her natural inquisitive behaviour of people immediately questioned his motive
for being here.
"So, Colonel....what are you doing here so early."
"Oh, I uh, call me Jack."
"Jack."
"I was uh, gonna ask if Carter 'SAM' needed any help with anything."
"Oh, no. We're petty much done here."
That shot him down immediately.
"Maybe I should start again. Hi I'm Jack, would I be allowed to come in?"
"Yea Sure!" She smiled at him falsely, as he was still blissfully unaware that he'd been
ignoring her since she'd got here. So, it was time to ask.
"Why are you ignoring me?"
"I'm NOT ignoring you." came his childish reply.
Is it written on my face somewhere?
"Oh, yea. Sure you're not."
"I'm not! well...okay I was, at the start."
"And is there a sorry with that confession?"
Amy looked up at him with her arms crossed and a suspicion carefully entwined in her facial
expression. Which looked like something crossed between a sparrow trying to eat and elephant
and
A mouse looking a house made of cheese...
This girl had to be his daughter.
Either that, or she just had a really good teacher.
Aren't they the same things?
Anyways....
"I'm sorry Ameridian."
She shrugged off his apology like a summer coat.
"S'okay, come in, Sam's in the lounge."
He turned the corner to find Sam standing in the corner of the kitchen, trying to look a stern
as possible.
And failing miserably.
"Colonel,"
"Shut up Carter."
"Right, I'm taking a bath. Don't get up to anything you'll regret whilst I'm gone!" Motioning
between Sam and Jack, she left them standing in the kitchen.
"Yes Mom!" came and echoed reply from two equally childish adults.
"Settled in, I see?" He asked, with more than a hint of sarcasm, and less than an indication
that it was a question.
"Oh, ya noticed huh?" She replied with a laugh. "She's SO much like you, it's just wrong."
His mock glare span out in her direction, along with a disgustingly sly grin that made her
laugh.
"Excuse Me, I happen to dashingly charming."
"Really?"
"Uh huh?"
"Who told you that?"
"My mother."
She smiled once more at his humour.
Which granted, wasn't out of the ordinary.
"So, you need some help?"
She didn't want to lie,
But then it was necessary.
"Sure."
After all, why not?
Because of a lot of reasons.
============================================================================
Getting to know a girl...is the hardest thing for a father who's never
met her until now...
============================================================================
"Talk to Sir."
"Why?"
"Because you haven't yet."
"Fine."
Jack walked into the battle zone, alone.
Scared, and alone.
The Lounge Area.
A Couch.
And Amy.
"Hey Amy."
"Hey."
"So, uh watcha doin'?"
"I'd say what does it look like, but that bit harsh." She half-replied through her gaze,
fixed on the television.
This, is going great...
"Look I know it sounds odd, but uh, it's hard having to you."
"Why? Because I'm so blunt?" There goes the sarcasm.
"No, actually, I used to have a son. But he died about 6 years ago."
"Really?" that was the first time she'd paid attention to him since he'd been here.
"Yea. Look, I'm not using it as an excuse, but it's kinda weird having my daughter walk and
talk around me, when I didn't know that Carter was pregnant."
Maybe they were going to get on? He could tell by the warm laugh he gave her.
Which oddly enough, wasn't like his, or Carter's for that Matter.
It was entirely her own.
"So, I hear you're into astronomy?"
"Sam said that you'd bring it up,"
"Really? Well, 'Sam's' extremely brainy, so I'm not surprised."
"An egg head, huh?"
Now she was making him laugh.
Well, more like a mainly snort.
However the hell that goes.
"Yea, and egg head. " He leant in to whisper to her. "But don't tell her that." Unbeknownst
to an observant Carter who'd taken place in the kitchen, where she could observe them quietly.
Or not.
"Hey, I heard that." Came a stern reply, from the confines of a cupboard under the counter.
"Well, I'm not a big whiz in the whole astronomy thing, but I do know ma stars."
"Then, which one's your favourite?"
"Well, actually, there's this one which I found a couple of days ago, and it's new. The switch
board told me that it hasn't been named yet, and for 100 bucks you can name it whatever you
want."
"Really?" A little to coincidental if you ask me...
"So what your favourite."
Sam, I like Sam.....
"I think Orion, just because when I look at the sky, it's the first one recognise."
"Great thinking!"
"I like to think so..."
Smiles.
Progress.
Oh shit 12:45, Party!!!
"Uh Guys!!" came a voice from behind them.
"The Party's is going to start in 15 minutes. We better get the grill on."
"I'll do it." Jack called behind her, then turning to Amy "Want to cook burgers?"
"Yea sure ya betcha!!"
Oh, she thought, definitely 'Daddy's girl....'
==================================================================
Keeping friendships, Making new ones, and the test of trust...
==================================================================
Hope I don't look like a hillbilly, she thought, studying her appearance in the mirror.
As today was quite warm, she'd opted for causal blue jeans and a small red tee shirt.
ruffling her hair, she gave her make-up one last look-over, and opted for an ok.
Which was a lot less than the Colonel had opted.
He wasn't used to tight tops, poor thing...
THE Knock at the door.
"Hi Teal'c!! Jonas!! Come in!" Sam welcomed her friends into her home.
"This is for you Major Carter." Teal'c held out
"Oh you didn't have to!"
"We wanted to. Happy Birthday Sam."
"Thank you Jonas!"
She replied, taking her presents from them, and placing them in the lounge whilst that made
their way to the Garden, where Cassie was busy talking to Amy, given the fact they were both
practically alien and Jack busy teaching Janet how not to burn the burgers.
"Right well, that didn't work did it now Doc." He turned to Janet, who had ignored his
Teacher-like comment and was downing the glass of wine Sam had given her.
"I have needles in my purse Colonel, don't push it!"
That kicked him in the butt.
"So, lets try again."
As Sam's attention turned from Janet and The Colonel to Teal'c and Jonas discussing the weather,
to Cassie and Amy's conversation.
A warm glow dawned on her, reflective of the clam and tranquil situation around her.
Her friends were here, and her future daughter fitted perfectly.
It only made her want to keep her.
A rain cloud made its nasty appearance in the fruitful sky,
and clouded not just the sky, but other factors of effect...
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Keeping something is a lot easier than letting it go.
===================================================================
The group had taken refuge in Sam's lounge and the quite hiss of rain continued to
drop outside,
They had all half agreed to watch "Star Wars-Attack of the Clones", but only because that was
the only thing that wasn't a chick flick (Despite the 4 girls:3 Boys ratio) and that anyone else,
or rather TEAL'c had brought with him.
How reliable..........
The film had been interrupted so many times, that neither of them knew what the hell was
happening, much to no ones surprise.
Janet looked at the clocked, the little hand reaching the eleven.
"Well Cassie and I have to get going,"
"Yes, both myself and Jonas Quinn must also depart Major Carter. Thank you for your invitation
for A most pleasant evening."
"Oh you're welcome Teal'c. I'll uh, show you out."
"Well it was great to meet you Amy." She walked over to Amy, who'd stood up from her position
On the floor.
"You too Cassie,"
"You've got a friend for life there, Amy!" exclaimed Janet as ruffled her daughter's hair in the
process.
Sam got up to lead them out, say her 'fairwells' and 'Thank you for comings'.
Silence.
Why?
Walking into the kitchen, she leant into the nearest cupboard, fumbling for a remaining glass,
as with Janet, ALLWAYS came wine. And lots.
Hell, Daniel and her would have made a perfect couple with their little vineyards.
In the midst of her initial though, she suddenly felt an urge, and so she peered into the
lounge, Soon finding that it as a little quiet.
Too quiet.
He was asleep.
So was she.
A smiled formed on her face. "Perfect." she whispered, and covered them both with a blanket
from behind the sofa.
Perfect.
======================================================================================
Perfection shows itself in all forms, some a little odd a first.
Kind of like when you find a beetle in your cup of tea, but when you look at the milk,
It's past the use-by-date.
PERFECT.
======================================================================================
Birds in mid-chorus, are probably the most annoying morning attributes. They just won't let it
rest. Chirping away the cares...
Eyes still sleep-ridden and in need of at least five hours more.
Wriggling, a trickling awareness awoke through her arms, then her feet. The more she felt,
The more she was FEELING. Turning slowly, she released a breath, and opened her eyes once more,
to find two very warm, dark eyes staring at her.
Lips lightly covered lips in drowsy morning attentiveness.
"Morning."
"Whoa."
Realisation.
Then she woke up, eyes 'deery' wide, and a vague awareness that she wasn't wearing anything.
"Colonel?"
"Morning Carter."
"Whoa."
"You don't, remember?"
"Whoa. Don't move fly-boy."
=================================================================================
Sometimes fate twists its ugly head the wrong way and it lands in *your* lap.
Any takers?
================================================================================
Last part to go.....................
God it's taking a long time,
BY THE WAY, DO NOT MAKE ANY ASSUMPTIONS,
FATE?
FATE?
FATE!
faTE!
YOU GET IT...
AWWW, SHEESH,
ATHENA :)
Author: atheniandream/Jawbreakerchick/Paisleychick, my alter egos :)
Email: atheniandream@aol.com
Content Warnings: Angst, Action hopefully, Romance, other stuf!!!
Pairings: Sam/Jack, friendship, other stuff
Spoilers: NOne, yay!
Season: Six, a little in accurate....but I like it.
Rating: r maybe, def pg
Summary: Finding family....fourth part of the story.
Author's notes: hope you like it, gotta feed to get the rest!!! HE HE HE
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of
Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA,
Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is
for entertainment purposes only and no money
exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original
characters, situations, and story are the property
of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the
consent of the author.
Antiphony of the heart-part 4
===============================
Get the party started...
You know everyone seems to forget, that it was my birthday, and I haven't had a party yet.
So I'm gonna.
============================================================================
Sam had decided that first they could go out for a calm walk in the park opposite her house.
That way she could get to know her daughter, and hopefully create some kind of lasting bond
between them.
"So, Ameridian. Can I call you Amerdian?"
"Well, everyone at home calls me Amy,"
"Okay Amy, what do you like to do?"
"Well, at home I used to like the stars. They're pretty, ya know?"
"The stars huh? I know a certain familiar Colonel, who could tell you a lot about the stars,"
She smiled at the girl; a strangely familiar connection emerged and held.
"Really?" She seemed interested in her statement. "He named a star after you."
"What?"
"Colonel O'Neill. One birthday, he didn't know what to get you, so he named a star after you."
Amy laughed at the memory. "He called it 'Carter'."
"Well, you know your Dad," She overstepped the boundary. She knew by the look in the young girls
eyes. Dark, and flattened in pain.
"Oh, sorry you don't. He's very obvious. He's not the most original thinker in the box."
The thought that she may be too harsh in her reply, caused Sam to speak from her heart instead.
"But when he says something, he means it."
"Well that's why I'm called Amerdian."
"Yeah, Why that name?"
A red flush crept up her neck, reminding Sam of some one very familiar.
"I was conceived on a planet.....called Ameridina. So, I'm basically Ameridian. As apposed to
a member of Earth."
Jack is going to pay, for causing serious psychological harm to my child.
"I'm so sorry. I'll hit him for that. But it really is a beautiful name."
"Thanks. If you don't people the history behind it, then they seem to think so." Shrugging off
her natural sarcasm, it was now her time to play 20 questions
"So, what do you see in him."
Her brow furrowed at the question. What was she going to tell the girl? That she had no clue?
Or tell the truth...?
"It's complicated Amy. The two of us have so much history. Future. Past, Present, Alternate.
Nothing makes sense. I care about him. A lot. And I love him, as much as I love Teal'c and sort
of Jonas. But I don't know if I'm in Love with him." Change the subject Sam, change the subject.
"Besides, I thought you said that you hadn't met your Parents?" Raising an eyebrow suspiciously,
she looked at the girl, whose face was blank and expressionless in the afternoon light.
"I thought *I* was the one asking the questions now?"
"Amy....?"
The motherly, warning tone shot out of Sam's voice, causing the girl to fess up.
Well, sort of.
"Okay! Okay! It's just stuff people told me about them. I don't' remember much about them though.
"
"Okay. We better get home, and sort out this party."
"What party."
"The Party in honour of us."
"Why?"
"Well, it was my birthday yesterday, and it gives you a chance to meet everyone. So, you up for
It?"
Eyes wide. Brain in motion, contemplative hat on.
"Yea sure ya betcha." With a smile she left her 'mother' standing.
That girl is way too much like Jack....
===================================================
Way, Way too much like Jack O'Neill...
===================================================
She.
Was finally asleep.
As if it crept upon her unknowingly, and devoured her into the night. Leaving Sam.
To drown in a sea of thoughts and feelings.
She'd come to the obvious conclusion, that she was no more lost, than a 16-year-old girl.
It suddenly dwelled on her the pain her 'daughter' felt.
She knew that to lose your mother, could rip you beyond distinguishing yourself, and
finding what part of you other people gave you. That it could tear you into shreds and leave
you clawing at the edge of disparagement and grief for the one you lose.
She knew only too well how long it takes to get over a parental loss.
Turning to the small figure scrunched tightly in the smooth frame of her armchair,
She weighed the loss on her own.
This girl had lost her parents.
Both of them.
She didn't want to think of how the girl had survived, and couldn't care for the fact that
She had died.
Her only thought,
Was grief.
That she had never met this girl.
And in *her* future, she never would.
And that was the saddest thought of all.
Not knowing what you lose, is worse than having something and letting it go,
Or else having it taken from you,
Even though do never know what you've missed,
It'll tear you to pieces for wondering...
================================================================================
Shield the pain, and concentrate on the present. Or presents, if there are many.
================================================================================
Early mornings seemed to be the best part of the day.
Crisp and new, they always lasted the longest, and kept in mind the most.
Sam had spent the larger portion of the morning, sorting out the fiddly aspects of the party.
Basically, Janet, the Colonel, Jonas, Teal'c and Cassie would be over at 1 O'clock for a
Garden barbeque, as the weather had been scheduled to be quite good for the remainder of the day.
It was about 11 O'clock now, and the two of them had worked famously as a team, and everything
Was basically ready.
As they both collapsed on the sofa, Sam was awoken by a loud knock on the door.
"Sit, watch television. I'll get it."
"No, no, it's fine! I'll get it."
Amy walked calmly to the door despite her anxiousness at the large figure behind the door.
"Come on Carter! Open the damn door, I'm dying' out here!!"
The Colonel was very surprised to see a young girl open the door, and in return replied very out
of character, especially for Jack O'Neill.
"Oh, Hi. Is Carter there?"
"Sure? Come in..." Her natural inquisitive behaviour of people immediately questioned his motive
for being here.
"So, Colonel....what are you doing here so early."
"Oh, I uh, call me Jack."
"Jack."
"I was uh, gonna ask if Carter 'SAM' needed any help with anything."
"Oh, no. We're petty much done here."
That shot him down immediately.
"Maybe I should start again. Hi I'm Jack, would I be allowed to come in?"
"Yea Sure!" She smiled at him falsely, as he was still blissfully unaware that he'd been
ignoring her since she'd got here. So, it was time to ask.
"Why are you ignoring me?"
"I'm NOT ignoring you." came his childish reply.
Is it written on my face somewhere?
"Oh, yea. Sure you're not."
"I'm not! well...okay I was, at the start."
"And is there a sorry with that confession?"
Amy looked up at him with her arms crossed and a suspicion carefully entwined in her facial
expression. Which looked like something crossed between a sparrow trying to eat and elephant
and
A mouse looking a house made of cheese...
This girl had to be his daughter.
Either that, or she just had a really good teacher.
Aren't they the same things?
Anyways....
"I'm sorry Ameridian."
She shrugged off his apology like a summer coat.
"S'okay, come in, Sam's in the lounge."
He turned the corner to find Sam standing in the corner of the kitchen, trying to look a stern
as possible.
And failing miserably.
"Colonel,"
"Shut up Carter."
"Right, I'm taking a bath. Don't get up to anything you'll regret whilst I'm gone!" Motioning
between Sam and Jack, she left them standing in the kitchen.
"Yes Mom!" came and echoed reply from two equally childish adults.
"Settled in, I see?" He asked, with more than a hint of sarcasm, and less than an indication
that it was a question.
"Oh, ya noticed huh?" She replied with a laugh. "She's SO much like you, it's just wrong."
His mock glare span out in her direction, along with a disgustingly sly grin that made her
laugh.
"Excuse Me, I happen to dashingly charming."
"Really?"
"Uh huh?"
"Who told you that?"
"My mother."
She smiled once more at his humour.
Which granted, wasn't out of the ordinary.
"So, you need some help?"
She didn't want to lie,
But then it was necessary.
"Sure."
After all, why not?
Because of a lot of reasons.
============================================================================
Getting to know a girl...is the hardest thing for a father who's never
met her until now...
============================================================================
"Talk to Sir."
"Why?"
"Because you haven't yet."
"Fine."
Jack walked into the battle zone, alone.
Scared, and alone.
The Lounge Area.
A Couch.
And Amy.
"Hey Amy."
"Hey."
"So, uh watcha doin'?"
"I'd say what does it look like, but that bit harsh." She half-replied through her gaze,
fixed on the television.
This, is going great...
"Look I know it sounds odd, but uh, it's hard having to you."
"Why? Because I'm so blunt?" There goes the sarcasm.
"No, actually, I used to have a son. But he died about 6 years ago."
"Really?" that was the first time she'd paid attention to him since he'd been here.
"Yea. Look, I'm not using it as an excuse, but it's kinda weird having my daughter walk and
talk around me, when I didn't know that Carter was pregnant."
Maybe they were going to get on? He could tell by the warm laugh he gave her.
Which oddly enough, wasn't like his, or Carter's for that Matter.
It was entirely her own.
"So, I hear you're into astronomy?"
"Sam said that you'd bring it up,"
"Really? Well, 'Sam's' extremely brainy, so I'm not surprised."
"An egg head, huh?"
Now she was making him laugh.
Well, more like a mainly snort.
However the hell that goes.
"Yea, and egg head. " He leant in to whisper to her. "But don't tell her that." Unbeknownst
to an observant Carter who'd taken place in the kitchen, where she could observe them quietly.
Or not.
"Hey, I heard that." Came a stern reply, from the confines of a cupboard under the counter.
"Well, I'm not a big whiz in the whole astronomy thing, but I do know ma stars."
"Then, which one's your favourite?"
"Well, actually, there's this one which I found a couple of days ago, and it's new. The switch
board told me that it hasn't been named yet, and for 100 bucks you can name it whatever you
want."
"Really?" A little to coincidental if you ask me...
"So what your favourite."
Sam, I like Sam.....
"I think Orion, just because when I look at the sky, it's the first one recognise."
"Great thinking!"
"I like to think so..."
Smiles.
Progress.
Oh shit 12:45, Party!!!
"Uh Guys!!" came a voice from behind them.
"The Party's is going to start in 15 minutes. We better get the grill on."
"I'll do it." Jack called behind her, then turning to Amy "Want to cook burgers?"
"Yea sure ya betcha!!"
Oh, she thought, definitely 'Daddy's girl....'
==================================================================
Keeping friendships, Making new ones, and the test of trust...
==================================================================
Hope I don't look like a hillbilly, she thought, studying her appearance in the mirror.
As today was quite warm, she'd opted for causal blue jeans and a small red tee shirt.
ruffling her hair, she gave her make-up one last look-over, and opted for an ok.
Which was a lot less than the Colonel had opted.
He wasn't used to tight tops, poor thing...
THE Knock at the door.
"Hi Teal'c!! Jonas!! Come in!" Sam welcomed her friends into her home.
"This is for you Major Carter." Teal'c held out
"Oh you didn't have to!"
"We wanted to. Happy Birthday Sam."
"Thank you Jonas!"
She replied, taking her presents from them, and placing them in the lounge whilst that made
their way to the Garden, where Cassie was busy talking to Amy, given the fact they were both
practically alien and Jack busy teaching Janet how not to burn the burgers.
"Right well, that didn't work did it now Doc." He turned to Janet, who had ignored his
Teacher-like comment and was downing the glass of wine Sam had given her.
"I have needles in my purse Colonel, don't push it!"
That kicked him in the butt.
"So, lets try again."
As Sam's attention turned from Janet and The Colonel to Teal'c and Jonas discussing the weather,
to Cassie and Amy's conversation.
A warm glow dawned on her, reflective of the clam and tranquil situation around her.
Her friends were here, and her future daughter fitted perfectly.
It only made her want to keep her.
A rain cloud made its nasty appearance in the fruitful sky,
and clouded not just the sky, but other factors of effect...
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Keeping something is a lot easier than letting it go.
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The group had taken refuge in Sam's lounge and the quite hiss of rain continued to
drop outside,
They had all half agreed to watch "Star Wars-Attack of the Clones", but only because that was
the only thing that wasn't a chick flick (Despite the 4 girls:3 Boys ratio) and that anyone else,
or rather TEAL'c had brought with him.
How reliable..........
The film had been interrupted so many times, that neither of them knew what the hell was
happening, much to no ones surprise.
Janet looked at the clocked, the little hand reaching the eleven.
"Well Cassie and I have to get going,"
"Yes, both myself and Jonas Quinn must also depart Major Carter. Thank you for your invitation
for A most pleasant evening."
"Oh you're welcome Teal'c. I'll uh, show you out."
"Well it was great to meet you Amy." She walked over to Amy, who'd stood up from her position
On the floor.
"You too Cassie,"
"You've got a friend for life there, Amy!" exclaimed Janet as ruffled her daughter's hair in the
process.
Sam got up to lead them out, say her 'fairwells' and 'Thank you for comings'.
Silence.
Why?
Walking into the kitchen, she leant into the nearest cupboard, fumbling for a remaining glass,
as with Janet, ALLWAYS came wine. And lots.
Hell, Daniel and her would have made a perfect couple with their little vineyards.
In the midst of her initial though, she suddenly felt an urge, and so she peered into the
lounge, Soon finding that it as a little quiet.
Too quiet.
He was asleep.
So was she.
A smiled formed on her face. "Perfect." she whispered, and covered them both with a blanket
from behind the sofa.
Perfect.
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Perfection shows itself in all forms, some a little odd a first.
Kind of like when you find a beetle in your cup of tea, but when you look at the milk,
It's past the use-by-date.
PERFECT.
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Birds in mid-chorus, are probably the most annoying morning attributes. They just won't let it
rest. Chirping away the cares...
Eyes still sleep-ridden and in need of at least five hours more.
Wriggling, a trickling awareness awoke through her arms, then her feet. The more she felt,
The more she was FEELING. Turning slowly, she released a breath, and opened her eyes once more,
to find two very warm, dark eyes staring at her.
Lips lightly covered lips in drowsy morning attentiveness.
"Morning."
"Whoa."
Realisation.
Then she woke up, eyes 'deery' wide, and a vague awareness that she wasn't wearing anything.
"Colonel?"
"Morning Carter."
"Whoa."
"You don't, remember?"
"Whoa. Don't move fly-boy."
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Sometimes fate twists its ugly head the wrong way and it lands in *your* lap.
Any takers?
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Last part to go.....................
God it's taking a long time,
BY THE WAY, DO NOT MAKE ANY ASSUMPTIONS,
FATE?
FATE?
FATE!
faTE!
YOU GET IT...
AWWW, SHEESH,
ATHENA :)