I Need to Know3
By: the female apophis
Death shall come to you by speeding buckets of flour if you ask me to repeat it!
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The guards had never been more scared in their entire life.
A young airman feared for his life when he saw the look that Jack and Sam were shooting at each other. If looks could kill...oh boy.
As Jack got into his truck, he slammed the door, cranked the engine and turned up the radio. He had given Cassie a ride home the other day, and had never gotten around to changing it back to his favorite station.
"And this is new music from Train. Its called Mississippi. Hope you like it."
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me
Spends her light on the Bayou
But she don't come to see
She's the one that makes my dreams
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me
The shape of her horizon
Makes the morning sun
When she puts her eyes on
Each and anyone
She's the one that makes me fall
Midnight moon shines through it all
She's the one that makes me fall
Midnight moon shines through it all
She's the one that makes my dreams
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me
He was just driving. He had no idea where he was going, but he really didn't care.
The next thing he knew, he was at a very familiar place.
Turning the engine off and opening the door, he walked up to the rusted old gates and strolled down the well-worn path.
Approaching the grave, he knelt down in front of it, reading the headstone out loud to himself.
"He was the best son anyone could ever ask for. He will be forever missed. Charles O'Neill, 1988-1997," Jack sighed. Why was he here? He found himself sinking to the ground and beginning to talk to his son.
"God I miss you Charlie. Especially now. It's been really hard the past few weeks. I got into a huge fight with Sam. I'm sure you remember me telling you about her. You would love her. She's smart, beautiful...everything a guy could want in a woman. Jesus, what have I done?"
With that he jumped up and practically ran to his truck.
Sam wasn't fairing much better. As soon as she had gotten into her car, she cranked up her Stevie Ray Vaughn CD. It was going full blast.
Cranking up her favorite song, she allowed the tears of frustration to finally fall.
The sky is cryin.... Can't you see the tears roll down the street
The sky is cryin...? Can't you see the tears roll down the street
I've been looking for my baby
And I wonder where can she be
I saw my baby early one morning.... She was walking on down the street
I saw my baby early this morning.... She was walking on down the street
You know it hurt me, hurt me so bad
Made my poor heart skip a beat
I've got a real real real real bad feelin
That my baby she don't love me no more
I've got a real real bad feelin that my baby don't love me no more
You know the sky, the sky's been cryin
Can you see the tears roll down my nose
Pulling up in front of her house, she got out and headed towards her front door.
As soon as she stepped inside, she knew something wasn't quite right. Picking up an umbrella from beside the door, she cautiously made her way through the house.
Coming upon the kitchen, she could hear noises coming from inside it.
Lifting the umbrella over her head, she was about to swing when she saw him.
"Sir, what the hell are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you too. We gotta talk Sam."
"Yeah, we do."
Back at the SGC, Hammond was watching the interactions of the two of them on the screen. They had managed to put up security cameras before either of them had gotten inside. It had been close when Jack decided to show up though.
He noticed that Jack seemed to be dragging Sam off out of the sight of the camera.
Damn, he knows. I just wish this damn thing had sound on it.
When Sam opened her mouth to protest, Jack put his hand over her mouth. Silently asking her to be quiet, she gave him a quizzical look, but consented.
"They have this placed bugged Sam. I don't know if they can hear us or not, so keep your voice down."
"Do you think they're on to us?"
"I can't be sure. But I saw a camera hidden in among the baskets on top of your fridge."
"Shit."
"I know. We have to be careful. I think I'm gonna go back to the base. I'll be back later I promise."
"What time should I be expecting you?"
"Probably around eight."
"Okay, I'll start cleaning. I can 'accidentally' find the camera. That'll give me an excuse to call the base."
"Sounds good. Now smack me really hard."
"What?! Why?!"
"This has gotta look convincing Sam. Please just do it. Think of something that I've done before that really ticked you off."
"That's easy. This is for Edora."
And with that she smacked him so hard he staggered backwards.
"Okay. Ow!"
"Good. Now you know how I felt after that little 'incident.' That should teach you never to piss me off again."
She watched his retreating form. When he got to the door, he turned around and smiled.
She knew that the camera couldn't see her face so she winked at him.
Things were turning out just as expected.
~fin~
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