Title: A Major and her Mother-in-Law Part 1
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Season: 6 (only because of Jonas)
Summary: Sam finally meets her soon-to-be mother-in-law.
Disclaimer: Okay I don't own Stargate SG-1 or anything to do with it's universe, you know that and I know that so lets not bring it up. Also there are small references to "Meet the Parents" and "Miss Congeniality", I don't own them either. I do own the plot and Lauren O'Neill though.
Author's Note: Surprise! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update but I got stuck until I got a sudden burst of creativity so you had to suffer, sorry. And special thanks for those of you who continually e-mailed me asking where this chapter was.
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'I can't believe I got myself into this!' Sam mentally screamed at herself as she tried not to spill anything from the four boiling pots on the stove on herself. 'Who does Jack think I am? Suzy Homemaker?'
Just then the phone rang, "Ah!" Sam screamed aloud as she dropped her wooden spoon next to the stove and grabbed the phone mounted to the wall. "Hello?"
"Sam, did I catch you at a bad time?" Janet's voice rang over the other side.
"Oh, no Jan..." Sam said going back to the stove, "It's just I'm in the middle of cooking."
"*You're* cooking, you've got to be kidding me." Sam could hear the smile in Janet's voice.
"Hey I'm not a bad cook! You've had my cooking before and liked it!" Sam said slightly hurt.
"No, no it's not that it's just, well, you don't generally cook on days that you work." Janet lied, the smile still evident. "So why are you cooking?"
"Jack's mom is coming." Sam breathed, still trying not to spill on herself.
"Really? That's tonight?" Janet asked, her smile fading into curiosity.
"Yes it's today." Sam said turning two of the knobs off and changing her focus to cutting vegetables.
"Wait Sam, why are you so stressed by this?" Janet asked; her medical training realized that something was off.
"What? I'm not stressed." Sam exhaled as she stopped what she was doing to focus on the conversation.
"Sam." Janet didn't even bother to make it a question.
"Jan, I'm nervous." Sam admitted though only to Janet, she valued her girl talk with her.
"Sam why on Earth are you nervous?" Janet asked.
"Come on Jan, you mean to tell me that you are never nervous when you meet your boyfriend's mom?" Sam asked.
"What boyfriend?" Janet's smile had returned.
"Aw, I'm sure Jonas wouldn't appreciate that." Sam said with her own smile.
"Don't start with me Sam." Janet growled.
"It may have been different if my mom had been around, I don't think I would be feeling like this. I mean Lauren, Jack's mom, is the first woman I've had to impress in a long time." Sam said, going back to the situation at hand but filing Janet's reaction away for later.
"Why do you have to impress her?" Janet asked, hesitant still about the Jonas subject.
"Jan, she's like a second chance at a mother in some ways and she's Jack's mom." Sam answered.
"Well Sam take a mother's advice, just be yourself, it comes off much better if you're just being true to everyone around you than if you're trying to impress. It makes you seem like you're desperate." Janet said as her motherly instincts took over.
"Be myself?" Sam mirrored.
"Be yourself." Janet answered.
"Thanks Jan." Sam grinned as she turned off the stove.
"You're welcome. I expect an update soon." Janet said.
"Okay. I'm going to go get ready now. Thanks again." Sam said as she turned the stove off completely.
"Welcome. Bye." Janet said as Sam walked to hang up the phone.
"Bye Jan." And with that Sam hung up the phone. She turned back to her mess with a grin on her face. She grabbed two of the pots and poured their contents into the sink, the contents of the other two were poured into zip-lock gabs and shoved in the back of the refrigerator. The half-chopped veggies hit the garbage can as Sam grabbed the phone again.
"Hello? Eddie? Yeah hi, it's Sam Carter. I'm good, how about you? Good, hey I was wondering could I get my "party" layout? No actually the guy's aren't over but some family is...yeah, oh hey don't drop it off at my place, let me give you the address here," Sam twiddled her fingers against the marble counter as she gave the address to Eddie, before asking how long until delivery, "Okay, twenty minutes? Great see you then."
Sam hung the phone up as she walked out of the kitchen. She ducked into Jack's bedroom, 'Well actually *our* bedroom.' Sam smiled to herself as she peeled away her clothes and jumped into the shower. Less than ten minutes later she was out and drying her hair with a spare towel. She found her favorite blue day dress and slipped it on, added a touch of makeup to her face and a handful of gel to her hair before taking a moment to glance at herself in the mirror. 'I look like myself on a normal non-base day...perfect.' Sam grinned as she gathered up the laundry and tossed it into the hamper in the corner of the bedroom. Doing a quick sweep of the room, everything looked fine and she headed back to finish cleaning the kitchen.
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Just as Sam finished cleaning she heard the familiar slam of a certain heavy-duty truck and people shuffling up the path. Taking a deep breath, Sam steadied herself before walking into the hall just as Jack opened the front door.
"Sam! We're-here." Jack finished the last of his sentence in a near whisper after realizing his future wife was standing only a few feet from him. "Hiya."
"Hi." Sam grinned at Jack as she walked towards him, his mouth just ever so slightly agape.
"Do you plan on blocking the door all day?" A voice called from behind Jack.
"Ah, um, no I'm moving." Jack stuttered, still unable to take his eyes off of Sam. 'He thinks you're gorgeous...' Sam's mind sang one of her favorite movie lines.
"Jonathan!" The voice struggled slightly as an older woman squeezed her way into the house. She was shorter than Jack, shorter than Sam even, not much taller than five foot five. She had long silver hair, braded down her back and green eyes. She dropped her bags, one of which landed on Jack's foot, pulling him out of his trance.
"Um, sorry Mom. Mom, I would like you to meet Samantha Carter, my fiancée, Sam this is my mom, Lauren O'Neill." Jack said quickly introducing the two women in his life.
"Hello Mrs. O'Neill, it's nice to finally meet you, Jack's told me a lot about you over the years." Sam said walking towards the woman with her hand held out.
"Funny he never mentioned you were a woman until I called the other night." Lauren O'Neill replied as Sam glanced at Jack. "Jack mentioned that you were cooking, is it ready?"
"Actually," Sam began to reply, "I ordered out."
"Oh, so you can't cook." Lauren said, as she looked Sam dead in the face.
"Actually I *don't* cook. Not on work days." Sam answered just as a small black car pulled up in front of the house that read 'Eddie's Chinese Takeout'. "Now if you two excuse me."
Sam walked out onto the porch and down the small path to meet Eddie at the sidewalk. Seeing his opportunity Jack looked at his mother, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Lauren replied with a grin as she ventured deeper into the house.
"Why do I suddenly feel like Gaylord Focker?" Jack murmured under his breath. It wasn't necessarily the best analogy but it was the way he felt.
"Jonathan! Grab my bags!" Lauren called from inside of the house.
"Yes mother." Jack grumbled, grabbing his mom's bags and heading into the house, leaving the door open for Sam's return, he prayed that she would return.
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After Thought: I'm on a roll now, I've already finished part two but I'm waiting for feedback on this one before I post it:) And for future reference, should Jack's mom be around for the BBQ?
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Season: 6 (only because of Jonas)
Summary: Sam finally meets her soon-to-be mother-in-law.
Disclaimer: Okay I don't own Stargate SG-1 or anything to do with it's universe, you know that and I know that so lets not bring it up. Also there are small references to "Meet the Parents" and "Miss Congeniality", I don't own them either. I do own the plot and Lauren O'Neill though.
Author's Note: Surprise! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update but I got stuck until I got a sudden burst of creativity so you had to suffer, sorry. And special thanks for those of you who continually e-mailed me asking where this chapter was.
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'I can't believe I got myself into this!' Sam mentally screamed at herself as she tried not to spill anything from the four boiling pots on the stove on herself. 'Who does Jack think I am? Suzy Homemaker?'
Just then the phone rang, "Ah!" Sam screamed aloud as she dropped her wooden spoon next to the stove and grabbed the phone mounted to the wall. "Hello?"
"Sam, did I catch you at a bad time?" Janet's voice rang over the other side.
"Oh, no Jan..." Sam said going back to the stove, "It's just I'm in the middle of cooking."
"*You're* cooking, you've got to be kidding me." Sam could hear the smile in Janet's voice.
"Hey I'm not a bad cook! You've had my cooking before and liked it!" Sam said slightly hurt.
"No, no it's not that it's just, well, you don't generally cook on days that you work." Janet lied, the smile still evident. "So why are you cooking?"
"Jack's mom is coming." Sam breathed, still trying not to spill on herself.
"Really? That's tonight?" Janet asked, her smile fading into curiosity.
"Yes it's today." Sam said turning two of the knobs off and changing her focus to cutting vegetables.
"Wait Sam, why are you so stressed by this?" Janet asked; her medical training realized that something was off.
"What? I'm not stressed." Sam exhaled as she stopped what she was doing to focus on the conversation.
"Sam." Janet didn't even bother to make it a question.
"Jan, I'm nervous." Sam admitted though only to Janet, she valued her girl talk with her.
"Sam why on Earth are you nervous?" Janet asked.
"Come on Jan, you mean to tell me that you are never nervous when you meet your boyfriend's mom?" Sam asked.
"What boyfriend?" Janet's smile had returned.
"Aw, I'm sure Jonas wouldn't appreciate that." Sam said with her own smile.
"Don't start with me Sam." Janet growled.
"It may have been different if my mom had been around, I don't think I would be feeling like this. I mean Lauren, Jack's mom, is the first woman I've had to impress in a long time." Sam said, going back to the situation at hand but filing Janet's reaction away for later.
"Why do you have to impress her?" Janet asked, hesitant still about the Jonas subject.
"Jan, she's like a second chance at a mother in some ways and she's Jack's mom." Sam answered.
"Well Sam take a mother's advice, just be yourself, it comes off much better if you're just being true to everyone around you than if you're trying to impress. It makes you seem like you're desperate." Janet said as her motherly instincts took over.
"Be myself?" Sam mirrored.
"Be yourself." Janet answered.
"Thanks Jan." Sam grinned as she turned off the stove.
"You're welcome. I expect an update soon." Janet said.
"Okay. I'm going to go get ready now. Thanks again." Sam said as she turned the stove off completely.
"Welcome. Bye." Janet said as Sam walked to hang up the phone.
"Bye Jan." And with that Sam hung up the phone. She turned back to her mess with a grin on her face. She grabbed two of the pots and poured their contents into the sink, the contents of the other two were poured into zip-lock gabs and shoved in the back of the refrigerator. The half-chopped veggies hit the garbage can as Sam grabbed the phone again.
"Hello? Eddie? Yeah hi, it's Sam Carter. I'm good, how about you? Good, hey I was wondering could I get my "party" layout? No actually the guy's aren't over but some family is...yeah, oh hey don't drop it off at my place, let me give you the address here," Sam twiddled her fingers against the marble counter as she gave the address to Eddie, before asking how long until delivery, "Okay, twenty minutes? Great see you then."
Sam hung the phone up as she walked out of the kitchen. She ducked into Jack's bedroom, 'Well actually *our* bedroom.' Sam smiled to herself as she peeled away her clothes and jumped into the shower. Less than ten minutes later she was out and drying her hair with a spare towel. She found her favorite blue day dress and slipped it on, added a touch of makeup to her face and a handful of gel to her hair before taking a moment to glance at herself in the mirror. 'I look like myself on a normal non-base day...perfect.' Sam grinned as she gathered up the laundry and tossed it into the hamper in the corner of the bedroom. Doing a quick sweep of the room, everything looked fine and she headed back to finish cleaning the kitchen.
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Just as Sam finished cleaning she heard the familiar slam of a certain heavy-duty truck and people shuffling up the path. Taking a deep breath, Sam steadied herself before walking into the hall just as Jack opened the front door.
"Sam! We're-here." Jack finished the last of his sentence in a near whisper after realizing his future wife was standing only a few feet from him. "Hiya."
"Hi." Sam grinned at Jack as she walked towards him, his mouth just ever so slightly agape.
"Do you plan on blocking the door all day?" A voice called from behind Jack.
"Ah, um, no I'm moving." Jack stuttered, still unable to take his eyes off of Sam. 'He thinks you're gorgeous...' Sam's mind sang one of her favorite movie lines.
"Jonathan!" The voice struggled slightly as an older woman squeezed her way into the house. She was shorter than Jack, shorter than Sam even, not much taller than five foot five. She had long silver hair, braded down her back and green eyes. She dropped her bags, one of which landed on Jack's foot, pulling him out of his trance.
"Um, sorry Mom. Mom, I would like you to meet Samantha Carter, my fiancée, Sam this is my mom, Lauren O'Neill." Jack said quickly introducing the two women in his life.
"Hello Mrs. O'Neill, it's nice to finally meet you, Jack's told me a lot about you over the years." Sam said walking towards the woman with her hand held out.
"Funny he never mentioned you were a woman until I called the other night." Lauren O'Neill replied as Sam glanced at Jack. "Jack mentioned that you were cooking, is it ready?"
"Actually," Sam began to reply, "I ordered out."
"Oh, so you can't cook." Lauren said, as she looked Sam dead in the face.
"Actually I *don't* cook. Not on work days." Sam answered just as a small black car pulled up in front of the house that read 'Eddie's Chinese Takeout'. "Now if you two excuse me."
Sam walked out onto the porch and down the small path to meet Eddie at the sidewalk. Seeing his opportunity Jack looked at his mother, "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Lauren replied with a grin as she ventured deeper into the house.
"Why do I suddenly feel like Gaylord Focker?" Jack murmured under his breath. It wasn't necessarily the best analogy but it was the way he felt.
"Jonathan! Grab my bags!" Lauren called from inside of the house.
"Yes mother." Jack grumbled, grabbing his mom's bags and heading into the house, leaving the door open for Sam's return, he prayed that she would return.
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After Thought: I'm on a roll now, I've already finished part two but I'm waiting for feedback on this one before I post it:) And for future reference, should Jack's mom be around for the BBQ?