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Chapter 3: Trapped!
"What'd she say?"
Jack replaced the receiver in it's cradle and turned around. "They are going to
wait out the storm."
"What storm?"
"That one," Jack said, pointing at the television screen. "I took time to educate
myself on the current events while you did my paperwork."
Frowning, Daniel took off his glasses. "Did Sam happen to mention how Janet
was doing?"
Jack shook his head, "Nah, but I'm sure she's fine."
Suddenly, Jack jumped up from his chair and reached behind him. "Which
reminds me--check this out."
Daniel took the yellow envelope from Jack's outstretched hand and flipped it
over, revealing a sleeping gray cat on the cover. Smiling slightly, he opened it and
read, " 'If I had nine lives, I'd spend them all with you.' Nice anniversary card Jack,
but I doubt Sam will buy that."
"I know, but she'll love me for it anyway," Jack replied. Grinning smugly, he
casually locked his arms behind his head and leaned back in his chair.
Daniel grinned. "Probably. It will remind her of Shroedinger. Speaking of, for
being such a dog lover, you seem to have grown quite fond of the kitty," Daniel
insinuated, a twinkle in his eye.
"Aw, he's just a big ball of fluff. A cute fur ball," he muttered under his breath.
"I heard that Jack, you old softy."
The smile fell from Daniel's lips, concern evident on his face. "Jack, Sam is
almost due, yet she is still sweet to you. I don't understand why Janet is so
different. Sure, she's a week overdue, but . . ." he trailed off uncertainly.
Suddenly, Daniel blurted out, "Why is she so mean to me?"
Jack clapped Daniel on the shoulder. "Why do you think I sent Jonas to
accompany them?" Daniel glared at him. "Just kidding!"
"Okay," Jack said slowly. "You said it yourself. Nine months has already come
and gone. Though I'm not a woman, an extra week of carrying around 2 super size
babies would make me cranky too."
Daniel nodded slowly. "I suppose you're right but she always snaps at me."
"Honestly, you hover too much. Janet knows you care, and she wouldn't have it
any other way. She just wants, no needs, some space."
"I only want to be there for her. I always worry about Janet, hovering about . .
. oh," he finished quietly.
Jack nodded, his face softening at the perfect 'O' of Daniel's mouth. "It's
alright, don't sweat it, Danny boy. Besides, don't get me started on Sam. I'll love
her till my dying breath, but she is so . . ."
"Stubborn," Daniel supplied with a small grin.
"Even more so than before she was pregnant!" Jack exclaimed in exasperation.
You saw her tonight, I had to practically shove her out the door."
Daniel hid an amused smile. "Oh really, I hadn't noticed."
"Alright, you're done, Jack," Daniel announced, placing the last paper on top the
done pile.
"Really?" Jack looked at Daniel with glee. "Great! Thanks!" Jack glanced at his
watch.
"Speaking of women, maybe the storm has let up. Let's see if we can escape
to go see our adoring wives."
Daniel grinned. "Sounds like a plan." They took the elevator to the main floor,
stepped out . . . and ran right into an SGC guard.
He saluted, then shook his head. "Colonel, Doctor, I'm afraid you can't leave."
Jack drew his bushy eyebrows together in consternation. "What do you mean,
can't leave? Why not?" he demanded.
Daniel put a hand on Jack's shoulder. "Easy Jack," Daniel cautioned.
Jack took a step back and relaxed his stance somewhat. "Um yeah, right."
"The storm has increased in severity. It looks like we're in for a blizzard, Sir."
those rights. Lucky ones!
Thanks everyone for all your input and feedback. It is much appreciated.
Hope you keep reading!
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Chapter 3: Trapped!
"What'd she say?"
Jack replaced the receiver in it's cradle and turned around. "They are going to
wait out the storm."
"What storm?"
"That one," Jack said, pointing at the television screen. "I took time to educate
myself on the current events while you did my paperwork."
Frowning, Daniel took off his glasses. "Did Sam happen to mention how Janet
was doing?"
Jack shook his head, "Nah, but I'm sure she's fine."
Suddenly, Jack jumped up from his chair and reached behind him. "Which
reminds me--check this out."
Daniel took the yellow envelope from Jack's outstretched hand and flipped it
over, revealing a sleeping gray cat on the cover. Smiling slightly, he opened it and
read, " 'If I had nine lives, I'd spend them all with you.' Nice anniversary card Jack,
but I doubt Sam will buy that."
"I know, but she'll love me for it anyway," Jack replied. Grinning smugly, he
casually locked his arms behind his head and leaned back in his chair.
Daniel grinned. "Probably. It will remind her of Shroedinger. Speaking of, for
being such a dog lover, you seem to have grown quite fond of the kitty," Daniel
insinuated, a twinkle in his eye.
"Aw, he's just a big ball of fluff. A cute fur ball," he muttered under his breath.
"I heard that Jack, you old softy."
The smile fell from Daniel's lips, concern evident on his face. "Jack, Sam is
almost due, yet she is still sweet to you. I don't understand why Janet is so
different. Sure, she's a week overdue, but . . ." he trailed off uncertainly.
Suddenly, Daniel blurted out, "Why is she so mean to me?"
Jack clapped Daniel on the shoulder. "Why do you think I sent Jonas to
accompany them?" Daniel glared at him. "Just kidding!"
"Okay," Jack said slowly. "You said it yourself. Nine months has already come
and gone. Though I'm not a woman, an extra week of carrying around 2 super size
babies would make me cranky too."
Daniel nodded slowly. "I suppose you're right but she always snaps at me."
"Honestly, you hover too much. Janet knows you care, and she wouldn't have it
any other way. She just wants, no needs, some space."
"I only want to be there for her. I always worry about Janet, hovering about . .
. oh," he finished quietly.
Jack nodded, his face softening at the perfect 'O' of Daniel's mouth. "It's
alright, don't sweat it, Danny boy. Besides, don't get me started on Sam. I'll love
her till my dying breath, but she is so . . ."
"Stubborn," Daniel supplied with a small grin.
"Even more so than before she was pregnant!" Jack exclaimed in exasperation.
You saw her tonight, I had to practically shove her out the door."
Daniel hid an amused smile. "Oh really, I hadn't noticed."
"Alright, you're done, Jack," Daniel announced, placing the last paper on top the
done pile.
"Really?" Jack looked at Daniel with glee. "Great! Thanks!" Jack glanced at his
watch.
"Speaking of women, maybe the storm has let up. Let's see if we can escape
to go see our adoring wives."
Daniel grinned. "Sounds like a plan." They took the elevator to the main floor,
stepped out . . . and ran right into an SGC guard.
He saluted, then shook his head. "Colonel, Doctor, I'm afraid you can't leave."
Jack drew his bushy eyebrows together in consternation. "What do you mean,
can't leave? Why not?" he demanded.
Daniel put a hand on Jack's shoulder. "Easy Jack," Daniel cautioned.
Jack took a step back and relaxed his stance somewhat. "Um yeah, right."
"The storm has increased in severity. It looks like we're in for a blizzard, Sir."
