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Daniel could feel warm lips moving up the side of his neck, then blowing in his ear. "Daniel, wakey wakey." C.J.'s voice whispered in his ear, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty. Kneeling beside the bed was C.J., she was wearing a tight red t-shirt with the marine corps emblem on it and shorts.
"Hey sleepy head, I let you sleep for a couple of hours so your sleep schedule wasn't screwed up." Daniel smiled lazily and stretched, causing C.J. to be distracted by his hot body. He smiled as he saw she was watching him, so he decided to take advantage of her inattention. He jerked her over his body and kissed her until her body relaxed onto his.
C.J. looked into Daniel's eyes, smiling at the barely banked desire. She carefully stood up, brushing her hair back from her face. "Um, we wondered if you wanted to tour the countryside a bit? And by the way, how long can you stay?" she leaned forward and kissed him lightly. He sat up, the sheet falling to his waist. "Sure, I'd love to see where you grew up. I can stay until the end of the week. Join me in the shower?" he asked hopefully. She smiled and gently reached down to smooth his messy hair, he took her hands and pressed kisses in the palms. Melting she nodded, "Shower sounds good."
Much later Daniel and C.J. walked down the stairs hand in hand. Paul was idly going through paperwork, his briefcase on his lap. C.J.'s dad was tapping away on a laptop computer and her mom was reading a book. Everyone looked up and smiled at the couple. The rest of the day was spent visiting Paul and C.J.'s childhood haunts, and making Daniel laugh about C.J.'s childhood.
National Security Agency-the next morning
"Admiral Harris?" a sailor called across a room filled with satellite images, people, phones and computers. A tall man with slightly gray hair stood and walked over, "What is it?" The sailor handed a paper over to the Admiral. The Admiral read it intently, and cursed. He walked over to a phone and pushed a button, "Give me the CIA."
The Admiral waited, then spoke into the phone. "Sir, this is Rear Admiral Harris of the NSA. We have an intercept about 3 to 5 Muslim extremists who were smuggled into the port of Philadelphia. Yes sir. There was an increase in radio chatter and cell phone use. We believe their target to be Petty Officer C.J. Davis. Yes Sir, she saved the Sheik in Qatar. Understood Sir."
The Admiral pushed another button, "Get me General Hammond at NORAD."
Virginia -AfternoonThe family was introducing Daniel to a neighbor after he admired their draft horses. The neighbors had bred champion Percherons (a/n a steel gray to dapple gray draft horse, originally bred to carry armored knight, but now used by Amish and hobbyists) for years, winning many of the top awards. Daniel of course was interested in the historical aspect of the breed. C.J. was sitting on the fence, talking to the neighbor's wife when she mentioned something that alarmed C.J.
"Yes, we found one of our dogs dead. Chief Cadwallader said it was some kind of automatic weapon. He was a good farm dog, why shoot him?" The woman shook her head in disgust, and moved to chase off one of the stallions trying to eat Daniel.
"Paul!" C.J. grabbed his arm and pulled him aside. "Call the Pentagon and see if there has been any terrorist alerts." Paul looked up in alarm. "Why?"
"Someone shot Myra's dog with an automatic weapon. I'm probably a little paranoid, but I am going to have Dad call Cadwallader and find out what kind of weapon was used specifically." She looked over at her parents and signaled her Dad. Paul was already walking toward the house talking on his cell phone.
"What is it?" Jason asked in concern, seeing the tension in C.J.'s face. "Dad, when I was in Qatar a dead dog was left with my name on it on the steps of the U.S. Embassy there. Myra's dog was shot with an automatic weapon yesterday and I can't but feel that we are in big trouble." Jason nodded, walked over to confer with his neighbor quietly. The man nodded and pulled out a cell phone and began making his own calls. Jason pulled Joanie and Daniel away, making apologies to the talkative Myra.
Daniel immediately picked up on the increased tension, "What's up?" he asked quietly. Jason shook his head and the family went inside. It was about 3 hours to sunset and the tension in the house was increased when Jason went to the closet in the den and started pulling out weapons. "Mr. Davis, What's going on?" Daniel asked in alarm. Paul finished talking on the phone and was repeating the conversation to C.J. Now Daniel was irritated, so he placed his hands on his hips, "Alright! What the hell is going on?" He yelled.
C.J. got up and smiled wryly at her irritated lover. "According to Paul, and Myra's dead dog, I think there are some extremists in the neighborhood, and they're gunning for me." Daniel winced, and then jumped as his cell phone rang.
"Dr. Jackson." Daniel answered. His brow furrowed in concentration, and he immediately pulled out a notebook and started scribbling. C.J. looked at it and grunted. It was in gibberish. Had to have a linguist for a boyfriend.
"Alright, understood Jack. Yes Jack, I understand. 2 hours, we'll be expecting you. Yes, no heroics. Yeah yeah." Daniel turned off the phone, turning to C.J. "Well, General Hammond got a call, told Jack who folded everything up in a bag and grabbed Sam and 'Murray' and they'll be here in two hours." C.J. and Paul relaxed a fraction. Jason handed Daniel a weapon, an M-16. Daniel automatically checked to see if it was loaded and that the safety was on, surprising Jason by his off hand knowledge of the weapon. C.J.'s boyfriend was more that he appeared.
Joanie stood, "I think I'll get dinner started. We'll be expecting 3 more guests, I presume?" she asked, eyebrows raised at her son. "Yeah Mom, and thanks." C.J. walked over to her mother and gave her a hug. "Mum, I'm sorry. I didn't know I would be putting everyone in danger." She said sadly.
Her mother gave her a small shake. "Don't be ridiculous. This was not your fault. Now get ready to protect this old farm honey. If they are watching we will pretend that nothing is wrong, alright?" she pinned everyone with a steely glare. Everyone nodded obediently.
A dark van pulled up and Jack, Sam and 'Murray' got out, all dressed casually in civilian clothes. Jack and Murray had bags and Sam carried a suitcase. C.J. and Paul walked to the front porch to welcome them.
"Hey ya'all!' C.J. said with a pronounced southern drawl. "Welcome to Virginia!" Paul smiled and grabbed the suitcase from Sam's hand, kissing her on the cheek, causing Jack to scowl. "Watch it Paul!" was Jack's response. 'Murray' raised an eyebrow at the outburst, then smiled to see Daniel step out on the porch. "Daniel Jackson. It is good to see you and C.J. Davis. I hope that you are well." He said formally. Daniel laughed, shook Jack and Teal'c's hands and kissed Sam on the cheek, really causing a ferocious glare from Jack this time. C.J. smiled at Jack and kissed him on the lips, causing Jack to smile and Daniel to frown. Paul just laughed and shepherded everyone inside.
"Dad, this is Colonel Jack O'Neill, Major Samantha Carter and 'Murray'. Sirs, Ma'am, this is my dad retired Master Chief Jason Davis and my Mum Joanie." C.J. introduced her parents and a new round of greetings began. Jason looked at the three newcomers. "More officers, hm?" They smiled in return, immediately liking the crusty old sailor.
Jason regarded them thoughtfully. There was the air of professional soldier about them, and the fact that they flew out to help Daniel and his baby meant that there was more going on under the surface. Jason knew he was old, but he hadn't fallen off of the turnip truck yesterday.