Title: I'll Be Home for Christmas
Summary: Jack rushes home on Christmas Eve to be with his family.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Stargate SG-1, maybe I should ask Santa for Jack, Daniel or Jonas. I also don't own the rights to "I'll Be Home for Christmas" it's just my jump off point for the story.
Author's Note: My first holiday fic! This is the result of the continuous inspiration of Melissa and the constant support of Nwalen, thank you both.And happy birthday to Nana!
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I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree
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'I've got to hurry, I can't believe that debriefing took so long.' Jack thought to himself as he drove along the dark, snow-covered road. He watched the road dutifully, making sure to watch for any black ice, 'Can't go and get myself killed, haven't done it before and I'm sure not going to do it on Christmas Eve night.'
He slowed as he made the next turn; driving almost insanely slow but no matter how much of a hurry he was in to get home he wanted to make sure he got there.
He grinned as he drove down the brightly lit street; his entire neighborhood had their multicolored lights on, which turned the glittering white snow a multitude of colors. He pulled into the last driveway on the street and turned his truck off. He reached over onto the passenger seat and grabbed the beautiful bouquet of orange roses as well as the two single white rosebuds before slipping out of the truck. He slowly walked up the slick driveway just as the lightest snow began to fall. Carefully peering into the small glass pane next to the door, all he could see was the small glowing dim of the fireplace down the hall.
Carefully he opened the door and slipped inside, stopping at the small rug inside of the door to pull off his wet boots. With no where to put down the roses he settled on taking the boots off with only one hand, within two seconds of getting them off he managed to slam his foot into the small table near the door that was supposed to be empty but, as always, it was packed with junk.
"Agg..." Jack stifled a yell as he hopped up and down on his remaining foot. 'Geez that hurts!' Jack thought as the pain and his vulgar filled language began to calm. The pain subsided and Jack limped towards the living room.
He cautiously stuck his head in and searched the room, no signs of any activity. He took two steps into the warm room and grinned when he saw the top of his wife's blonde head resting on the couch. Quietly, he walked around the couch and fell into a huge smile. Sam was fast asleep in the middle of the couch; 'It's hard to believe that she used to save the world with me.' He chuckled slightly as Sam quietly whispered something to herself in her sleep, that's when Jack noticed under her left arm, was the top of a sandy colored head.
Jack smiled as he watched his son lick his lips in his sleep, 'I remember when we brought Jake and Joli home, that seems like such a short time ago.' Jack mused turning to look at the other sandy colored head sticking out from under Sam's right arm. It had been seven years since little Jacob Daniel and twin sister Jolinar Janet had entered the O'Neill household, joining older sister Elizabeth Cheyenne, who was named after Sam's mom. Currently she was cuddled in behind her brother.
Quietly Jack put down the roses he was holding and pulled the brand new NHL puck that he had tucked away in a pocket for Jake out and put it down near the flowers. He sat down next to Joli and cuddled her between himself and Sam, exhaling slowly as he looked over his family. His eyes began to droop as he watched the hypnotically dancing fire in the fireplace as well as the snow falling outside, looking back at his beautiful family once more he quietly murmured one phase before drifting off to sleep; "I'm home for Christmas."
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Jack awoke suddenly, sitting up in a quick motion; he looked quickly to his right to find the other side of his bed empty. Relaxing a bit he whispered to himself, "If only in my dreams." Suddenly his cell phone beeped and he looked back towards his end table, flicking his small end table lamp on, he picked up the beep-maker and looked at the screen; New Text Message. Opening his new mail he allowed time for his aging eyes to focus.
"I know this is a little early but I also know how you're planning on leaving to Minnesota for a week so I wanted to wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year. I think that about covers it. Sweet dreams sir.
Carter 12/25/03 12:01"
Jack grinned as he put the phone down, 'Maybe I'll cancel my trip and stick around.' He thought about what possibilities he could miss if he left. Settling back into bed Jack flicked off his lamp and rolled over to his empty bed, "I'll be home for Christmas, you can count on me."
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After Thought: I was thinking about making this into a miniseries, what do you think?
Summary: Jack rushes home on Christmas Eve to be with his family.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Stargate SG-1, maybe I should ask Santa for Jack, Daniel or Jonas. I also don't own the rights to "I'll Be Home for Christmas" it's just my jump off point for the story.
Author's Note: My first holiday fic! This is the result of the continuous inspiration of Melissa and the constant support of Nwalen, thank you both.And happy birthday to Nana!
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I'll be home for Christmas
You can count on me
Please have snow and mistletoe
And presents under the tree
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'I've got to hurry, I can't believe that debriefing took so long.' Jack thought to himself as he drove along the dark, snow-covered road. He watched the road dutifully, making sure to watch for any black ice, 'Can't go and get myself killed, haven't done it before and I'm sure not going to do it on Christmas Eve night.'
He slowed as he made the next turn; driving almost insanely slow but no matter how much of a hurry he was in to get home he wanted to make sure he got there.
He grinned as he drove down the brightly lit street; his entire neighborhood had their multicolored lights on, which turned the glittering white snow a multitude of colors. He pulled into the last driveway on the street and turned his truck off. He reached over onto the passenger seat and grabbed the beautiful bouquet of orange roses as well as the two single white rosebuds before slipping out of the truck. He slowly walked up the slick driveway just as the lightest snow began to fall. Carefully peering into the small glass pane next to the door, all he could see was the small glowing dim of the fireplace down the hall.
Carefully he opened the door and slipped inside, stopping at the small rug inside of the door to pull off his wet boots. With no where to put down the roses he settled on taking the boots off with only one hand, within two seconds of getting them off he managed to slam his foot into the small table near the door that was supposed to be empty but, as always, it was packed with junk.
"Agg..." Jack stifled a yell as he hopped up and down on his remaining foot. 'Geez that hurts!' Jack thought as the pain and his vulgar filled language began to calm. The pain subsided and Jack limped towards the living room.
He cautiously stuck his head in and searched the room, no signs of any activity. He took two steps into the warm room and grinned when he saw the top of his wife's blonde head resting on the couch. Quietly, he walked around the couch and fell into a huge smile. Sam was fast asleep in the middle of the couch; 'It's hard to believe that she used to save the world with me.' He chuckled slightly as Sam quietly whispered something to herself in her sleep, that's when Jack noticed under her left arm, was the top of a sandy colored head.
Jack smiled as he watched his son lick his lips in his sleep, 'I remember when we brought Jake and Joli home, that seems like such a short time ago.' Jack mused turning to look at the other sandy colored head sticking out from under Sam's right arm. It had been seven years since little Jacob Daniel and twin sister Jolinar Janet had entered the O'Neill household, joining older sister Elizabeth Cheyenne, who was named after Sam's mom. Currently she was cuddled in behind her brother.
Quietly Jack put down the roses he was holding and pulled the brand new NHL puck that he had tucked away in a pocket for Jake out and put it down near the flowers. He sat down next to Joli and cuddled her between himself and Sam, exhaling slowly as he looked over his family. His eyes began to droop as he watched the hypnotically dancing fire in the fireplace as well as the snow falling outside, looking back at his beautiful family once more he quietly murmured one phase before drifting off to sleep; "I'm home for Christmas."
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Jack awoke suddenly, sitting up in a quick motion; he looked quickly to his right to find the other side of his bed empty. Relaxing a bit he whispered to himself, "If only in my dreams." Suddenly his cell phone beeped and he looked back towards his end table, flicking his small end table lamp on, he picked up the beep-maker and looked at the screen; New Text Message. Opening his new mail he allowed time for his aging eyes to focus.
"I know this is a little early but I also know how you're planning on leaving to Minnesota for a week so I wanted to wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year. I think that about covers it. Sweet dreams sir.
Carter 12/25/03 12:01"
Jack grinned as he put the phone down, 'Maybe I'll cancel my trip and stick around.' He thought about what possibilities he could miss if he left. Settling back into bed Jack flicked off his lamp and rolled over to his empty bed, "I'll be home for Christmas, you can count on me."
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After Thought: I was thinking about making this into a miniseries, what do you think?