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Chapter 6: Bite the Big One
One month later:
"General Sir." Sam saluted General Hammond as he stepped into the room.
"At ease Major." After relaxing her stance, General Hammond asked her to sit.
Apprehension welling up within her, Sam asked, "Is something the matter sir?"
"More like someone."
'Oh no! Not Jack! Please not Jack!' Involuntarily, a gasp emitted from her lips. Quickly she recovered and clapped a hand over her mouth.
"Colonel O'Neill is leaving us for a little while."
Incredulously, Sam asked, "Wha, what? He's okay?"
"If you call his leaving okay, yes."
"Why, where is he going?"
"That is not of consequence at the moment. I need to know if you feel capable of filling his shoes?"
Wide eyed, she responded, "Oh sir, I would never feel capable of filling his shoes." Shocked by her response, General Hammond stared at her. "Although, I do feel very capable of
filling my own, they are much smaller." He had to smile at that. Taking a deep breath, he continued.
"I'm relieved to hear you say that Major, because I think you would be a most fitting replacement for the Colonel, in time. As you well know, you would be handling several missions as acting commander, in the event Jack would be," he paused, "unavailable."
"I understand sir."
General Hammond smiled kindly at her. "Good."
Her happiness fast dissolving at the thought of Jack leaving, she repeated the question.
"Where is he going? Has he left already?" She asked worriedly. *Whatever happens, I have to say goodbye.* Sam closed her eyes and tried to push back the emptiness quickly filling her heart.
"Hey Minx."
Instantly, Sam opened her eyes. "Jack!" Wasting no time,
she crossed the distance of the room between them. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and refused to let go. Smiling, General Hammond quietly crept out of the room.
"Hey, you can let go now. Breathing is a necessity you know," Jack said with a laugh. Hesitantly, Sam pulled back.
"General Hammond said you were leaving. Why? Where?" She wanted to cry. *I will not cry in front of Jack again. Especially if he is leaving!*
"Hey, don't cry okay,' Jack pleaded.
"I'll cry if I want to! Hey, how did you know?" Sam demanded.
"Because it's written all over your face," he said with a laugh. "I am not leaving you. I did this for you."
Sam looked at him, perplexed. "Did for me? What?"
"I am officially going into semi-retirement."
"But, we are still working under the same unit together. How?"
"Questions, questions. Now you know how I feel." Jack grinned mischievously. Patiently, Sam waited for him to continue. "Yes, that's true, but thankfully, there are quite a few loopholes. For once, I am glad the government is notorious for having lots and lots of red tape. And General Hammond was kind enough to provide the background info on those loopholes."
"So, are you semi-retired now?"
"No, not yet," Jack replied, a knowing smile on his lips.
"When are, hey wait a minute! You said that a month ago. You had this all planned didn't you?" she accused.
"I had been thinking about it," Jack confessed.
A guilty look crossed her face. "Wait, if my ranting and raving that night made you decide to do this.."
"No, you didn't make me feel guilty at all," he said with a smirk. "Holding you in my arms earlier that night did me in."
"So, do you want to date first or get married?" Jack asked, rocking back and forth on his heels.
"Ah, don't we think highly of ourselves. Tell you what,
romance me a little more and I'll think about it," Sam replied with an impish grin.
"Yes Ma'am!" Jack replied eagerly in mock salute.
"That's Minx to you O'Neill!" Smiling, she pulled his head down for a kiss.
The end?
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Chapter 6: Bite the Big One
One month later:
"General Sir." Sam saluted General Hammond as he stepped into the room.
"At ease Major." After relaxing her stance, General Hammond asked her to sit.
Apprehension welling up within her, Sam asked, "Is something the matter sir?"
"More like someone."
'Oh no! Not Jack! Please not Jack!' Involuntarily, a gasp emitted from her lips. Quickly she recovered and clapped a hand over her mouth.
"Colonel O'Neill is leaving us for a little while."
Incredulously, Sam asked, "Wha, what? He's okay?"
"If you call his leaving okay, yes."
"Why, where is he going?"
"That is not of consequence at the moment. I need to know if you feel capable of filling his shoes?"
Wide eyed, she responded, "Oh sir, I would never feel capable of filling his shoes." Shocked by her response, General Hammond stared at her. "Although, I do feel very capable of
filling my own, they are much smaller." He had to smile at that. Taking a deep breath, he continued.
"I'm relieved to hear you say that Major, because I think you would be a most fitting replacement for the Colonel, in time. As you well know, you would be handling several missions as acting commander, in the event Jack would be," he paused, "unavailable."
"I understand sir."
General Hammond smiled kindly at her. "Good."
Her happiness fast dissolving at the thought of Jack leaving, she repeated the question.
"Where is he going? Has he left already?" She asked worriedly. *Whatever happens, I have to say goodbye.* Sam closed her eyes and tried to push back the emptiness quickly filling her heart.
"Hey Minx."
Instantly, Sam opened her eyes. "Jack!" Wasting no time,
she crossed the distance of the room between them. Sam wrapped her arms around his neck and refused to let go. Smiling, General Hammond quietly crept out of the room.
"Hey, you can let go now. Breathing is a necessity you know," Jack said with a laugh. Hesitantly, Sam pulled back.
"General Hammond said you were leaving. Why? Where?" She wanted to cry. *I will not cry in front of Jack again. Especially if he is leaving!*
"Hey, don't cry okay,' Jack pleaded.
"I'll cry if I want to! Hey, how did you know?" Sam demanded.
"Because it's written all over your face," he said with a laugh. "I am not leaving you. I did this for you."
Sam looked at him, perplexed. "Did for me? What?"
"I am officially going into semi-retirement."
"But, we are still working under the same unit together. How?"
"Questions, questions. Now you know how I feel." Jack grinned mischievously. Patiently, Sam waited for him to continue. "Yes, that's true, but thankfully, there are quite a few loopholes. For once, I am glad the government is notorious for having lots and lots of red tape. And General Hammond was kind enough to provide the background info on those loopholes."
"So, are you semi-retired now?"
"No, not yet," Jack replied, a knowing smile on his lips.
"When are, hey wait a minute! You said that a month ago. You had this all planned didn't you?" she accused.
"I had been thinking about it," Jack confessed.
A guilty look crossed her face. "Wait, if my ranting and raving that night made you decide to do this.."
"No, you didn't make me feel guilty at all," he said with a smirk. "Holding you in my arms earlier that night did me in."
"So, do you want to date first or get married?" Jack asked, rocking back and forth on his heels.
"Ah, don't we think highly of ourselves. Tell you what,
romance me a little more and I'll think about it," Sam replied with an impish grin.
"Yes Ma'am!" Jack replied eagerly in mock salute.
"That's Minx to you O'Neill!" Smiling, she pulled his head down for a kiss.
The end?