Guessing game
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Oh God had she said that aloud. She covered her mouth with her hand for a moment and looked at the envelope in her hand. Jack smiled and ignored the remark. He was too busy watching the TV.
"Oh my god, Carter is that you"
Sam's eyes fell onto the TV screen and sighed as an image of her dorky long haired self filled the screen for a moment blowing out birthday candles. She settled herself next to Jack on the couch picked up a glass of wine and sat back.
"Sure is Sir"
Jack looked at her brow furrowed for a moment.
"Why the long face Sam?"
"Nostalgia can bring back some intense memories I guess"
Jack looked at the empty bottles of beer and wine surrounding the one he had brought. He couldn't recollect the last time Sam had drank as much. He did however know how extremely depressed she could get. It was all due to the fact she opened up to nobody and instead dealt with her own problems her own way. Only when she drank her inhibitions were somewhat compromised and she would either be extremely more jovial or in a big feel sorry for myself state. He was exactly the same. He had on the odd occasion drank himself to piss heaven thinking about Charlie and Sara. He wondered what had triggered Sam into her somewhat withdrawn state. He glanced at his 2IC who was staring at the envelope in her hands, her head suddenly shot up as a woman's voice came across from the TV.
"And that Samantha was your 15th birthday party."
Jack eyes took in the woman's image as she spoke. She held a close resemblance to Sam, blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, she smiled and Jack was taken aback as the woman as the smile was one he had often been at the receiving end of. Sam was the double of her mother. He covered a snort as a young looking Jacob Carter joined the woman and kissed her on the cheek, which gained a groan from the holder of the camera along with a muffled male voice.
"Sam wants to be able to watch this and not throw up at the end you know"
Sam's mother and Jacob laughed.
"Sorry Sammie, but can you blame me?"
"Oh Jacob stop it. Mark's right let's not spoil it for the girl by getting all soppy"
"What's wrong with showing your daughter how much I love her mother?"
Jacob leant in for another kiss receiving another groan from the cameraman.
Jack gave Sam a sly glance. She had a strange look of happiness mixed with loss on her face. Tears had appeared in her eyes and she took a sip of her wine. Jack suddenly felt uncomfortable. He obviously had arrived at the wrong time and wasn't helping things by inviting himself in and plonking himself in the middle of it all. He wondered whether he should excuse himself. Sam turned the movie off as her mother, father and brothers faces filled the screen smiling saying happy birthday. Jack turned to face her as the TV screen went black. She looked back at him a half smile on her face.
"Thanks for bringing this over"
She lifted the small envelope in reference.
"No problem"
"And thanks for the wine too"
"Anytime"
"Aren't you having any?"
"Actually I'll pass I am driving"
"Then why did you pour yourself a glass?"
Jack looked his 2IC in the eye as she drew her knees to her chest a arm wrapped around them holding her own glass. She was watching him intently her blue eyes intensely shining. She was flirting they both knew it neither really care.
"Guess I was being courteous, would you have had a glass yourself if you'd know I wasn't going to have a drink?"
"It may have passed your attention Jack but I've already had a few, one more doesn't make a difference to me"
He liked the way she purposely said his name in a slightly more sultry tone.
"Guess not"
"You doing a lot of guessing tonight Sir"
"What happened to Jack?"
"What happened to helping me celebrate my birthday?"
Jack stared as Sam licked the edge of her glass softly asking the question with her eyes. Jack thought for a moment and decided she was right. One wouldn't be too bad there was always a cab service or he could doss out on the couch. He reached out and picked up the glass of wine from the table raising the glass toward her slightly.
"Happy birthday Sam"
Sam leaned forward and clinked her glass to his smiling. After taking a sip of the wine Jack leaned back and grinned.
"So are you gonna tell me how old you are?"
"A woman over twenty one never reveals her age"
"No worries I'll check out your records when we get back"
Sam feigned a pout.
"No fair"
"That's the power of being a Colonel"
Jack placed his hands behind his head and smiled.
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Oh God had she said that aloud. She covered her mouth with her hand for a moment and looked at the envelope in her hand. Jack smiled and ignored the remark. He was too busy watching the TV.
"Oh my god, Carter is that you"
Sam's eyes fell onto the TV screen and sighed as an image of her dorky long haired self filled the screen for a moment blowing out birthday candles. She settled herself next to Jack on the couch picked up a glass of wine and sat back.
"Sure is Sir"
Jack looked at her brow furrowed for a moment.
"Why the long face Sam?"
"Nostalgia can bring back some intense memories I guess"
Jack looked at the empty bottles of beer and wine surrounding the one he had brought. He couldn't recollect the last time Sam had drank as much. He did however know how extremely depressed she could get. It was all due to the fact she opened up to nobody and instead dealt with her own problems her own way. Only when she drank her inhibitions were somewhat compromised and she would either be extremely more jovial or in a big feel sorry for myself state. He was exactly the same. He had on the odd occasion drank himself to piss heaven thinking about Charlie and Sara. He wondered what had triggered Sam into her somewhat withdrawn state. He glanced at his 2IC who was staring at the envelope in her hands, her head suddenly shot up as a woman's voice came across from the TV.
"And that Samantha was your 15th birthday party."
Jack eyes took in the woman's image as she spoke. She held a close resemblance to Sam, blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, she smiled and Jack was taken aback as the woman as the smile was one he had often been at the receiving end of. Sam was the double of her mother. He covered a snort as a young looking Jacob Carter joined the woman and kissed her on the cheek, which gained a groan from the holder of the camera along with a muffled male voice.
"Sam wants to be able to watch this and not throw up at the end you know"
Sam's mother and Jacob laughed.
"Sorry Sammie, but can you blame me?"
"Oh Jacob stop it. Mark's right let's not spoil it for the girl by getting all soppy"
"What's wrong with showing your daughter how much I love her mother?"
Jacob leant in for another kiss receiving another groan from the cameraman.
Jack gave Sam a sly glance. She had a strange look of happiness mixed with loss on her face. Tears had appeared in her eyes and she took a sip of her wine. Jack suddenly felt uncomfortable. He obviously had arrived at the wrong time and wasn't helping things by inviting himself in and plonking himself in the middle of it all. He wondered whether he should excuse himself. Sam turned the movie off as her mother, father and brothers faces filled the screen smiling saying happy birthday. Jack turned to face her as the TV screen went black. She looked back at him a half smile on her face.
"Thanks for bringing this over"
She lifted the small envelope in reference.
"No problem"
"And thanks for the wine too"
"Anytime"
"Aren't you having any?"
"Actually I'll pass I am driving"
"Then why did you pour yourself a glass?"
Jack looked his 2IC in the eye as she drew her knees to her chest a arm wrapped around them holding her own glass. She was watching him intently her blue eyes intensely shining. She was flirting they both knew it neither really care.
"Guess I was being courteous, would you have had a glass yourself if you'd know I wasn't going to have a drink?"
"It may have passed your attention Jack but I've already had a few, one more doesn't make a difference to me"
He liked the way she purposely said his name in a slightly more sultry tone.
"Guess not"
"You doing a lot of guessing tonight Sir"
"What happened to Jack?"
"What happened to helping me celebrate my birthday?"
Jack stared as Sam licked the edge of her glass softly asking the question with her eyes. Jack thought for a moment and decided she was right. One wouldn't be too bad there was always a cab service or he could doss out on the couch. He reached out and picked up the glass of wine from the table raising the glass toward her slightly.
"Happy birthday Sam"
Sam leaned forward and clinked her glass to his smiling. After taking a sip of the wine Jack leaned back and grinned.
"So are you gonna tell me how old you are?"
"A woman over twenty one never reveals her age"
"No worries I'll check out your records when we get back"
Sam feigned a pout.
"No fair"
"That's the power of being a Colonel"
Jack placed his hands behind his head and smiled.