New Arrivals
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
AN: I was asked to add something to the end of this story to make it seem more complete and to further the relationships between Sam/Jack and Greg/Cassi. So, here it is, and I hope you enjoy!
Sam sat on the edge of the bed. The sun had just finnished setting behind the curtains. Jack was propped up in bed, reading some report Daniel had called "facinating"
"Aren't they beautiful?" she asked, not taking her eyes off the twins in seperate bassinets at the foot of the bed. Jack didn't know if anyone else had noticed it, but something about Sam had changed. When they had rescued Cassie, Jack had asked why Sam didn't take her herself, but Sam had scoffed. She never though she'd be the "mother" type. But Jack had watched as the past nine months went by and she had grown closer to the twins she carried. She'd even become more at ease with Cass.
He threw the blanket off and joined her at the foot of the bed. He adjusted Amanda's blanket, and put an arm around his wife's waist.
"Yeah" he said, drawing her eyes away from their slumbering children, "So are you, Sam" Her eyes widened a bit in surprise. He lowered his mouth onto her hers and kissed his sincerity into her lips. His left arm wrapped around her shoulder and back, drawing her closer to his body, and her hands found thier way to his face and neck. He drew back a little and looked at her.
"I love you" he said quietly and quickly kissed her again before she could reply.
Cassi listened closely. Teal'c was downstairs in his room. Amanda and Richard were asleep, thanks to her, and it seemed as if her parents were finally settling themselves as well. She got out of bed quietly, hoping Greg's house was warm because all she wore was a tank top and a pair of her father's old pajama bottoms, and teleported herself into his room, a half a block down the street. It was dark, and her feet were tangled in something. A figure sat up in the bed. Cass's keen eye sight caught the face.
"Cass?" Makara said, "Is that you?" Cass crossed to the bed as he stood up. He put a hand on her arm gently. Cass was still confused about her feelings for Makara. Being part of Greg, she loved him and wanted the best for him, but she wasn't sure how to act with him. Was he "Greg" or should she treat him more like Greg's very very close brother?
"You shouldn't be here" he continued, "If your parents knew...."
"Oh, put Greg back in charge" she replied, "He's not such a spoil sport"
Greg's head dropped and she knew his mind was in control when he looked back up. He smiled at her, leaned in and kissed her lightly.
"He's right you know" he said. Cass rolled her eyes and crawled into his bed. He shook his head and crawled in after her.
"It's your arse" he said.
"Ass" she corrected and snuggled close to him under the quilt. Her head fit into his neck space, and her should just under his arm. He smelled of something she could place at first, then decided was woodfire. His arms curled around her and she thought of what a domestic scene they must make. A content smile curved her lips and she let herself drift off into sleep. Greg kissed her brow softly.
"I love you"
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
AN: I was asked to add something to the end of this story to make it seem more complete and to further the relationships between Sam/Jack and Greg/Cassi. So, here it is, and I hope you enjoy!
Sam sat on the edge of the bed. The sun had just finnished setting behind the curtains. Jack was propped up in bed, reading some report Daniel had called "facinating"
"Aren't they beautiful?" she asked, not taking her eyes off the twins in seperate bassinets at the foot of the bed. Jack didn't know if anyone else had noticed it, but something about Sam had changed. When they had rescued Cassie, Jack had asked why Sam didn't take her herself, but Sam had scoffed. She never though she'd be the "mother" type. But Jack had watched as the past nine months went by and she had grown closer to the twins she carried. She'd even become more at ease with Cass.
He threw the blanket off and joined her at the foot of the bed. He adjusted Amanda's blanket, and put an arm around his wife's waist.
"Yeah" he said, drawing her eyes away from their slumbering children, "So are you, Sam" Her eyes widened a bit in surprise. He lowered his mouth onto her hers and kissed his sincerity into her lips. His left arm wrapped around her shoulder and back, drawing her closer to his body, and her hands found thier way to his face and neck. He drew back a little and looked at her.
"I love you" he said quietly and quickly kissed her again before she could reply.
Cassi listened closely. Teal'c was downstairs in his room. Amanda and Richard were asleep, thanks to her, and it seemed as if her parents were finally settling themselves as well. She got out of bed quietly, hoping Greg's house was warm because all she wore was a tank top and a pair of her father's old pajama bottoms, and teleported herself into his room, a half a block down the street. It was dark, and her feet were tangled in something. A figure sat up in the bed. Cass's keen eye sight caught the face.
"Cass?" Makara said, "Is that you?" Cass crossed to the bed as he stood up. He put a hand on her arm gently. Cass was still confused about her feelings for Makara. Being part of Greg, she loved him and wanted the best for him, but she wasn't sure how to act with him. Was he "Greg" or should she treat him more like Greg's very very close brother?
"You shouldn't be here" he continued, "If your parents knew...."
"Oh, put Greg back in charge" she replied, "He's not such a spoil sport"
Greg's head dropped and she knew his mind was in control when he looked back up. He smiled at her, leaned in and kissed her lightly.
"He's right you know" he said. Cass rolled her eyes and crawled into his bed. He shook his head and crawled in after her.
"It's your arse" he said.
"Ass" she corrected and snuggled close to him under the quilt. Her head fit into his neck space, and her should just under his arm. He smelled of something she could place at first, then decided was woodfire. His arms curled around her and she thought of what a domestic scene they must make. A content smile curved her lips and she let herself drift off into sleep. Greg kissed her brow softly.
"I love you"