(okay recap for first two chapters: Jack is gone, Sam's upset, the memories are coming back, she's caught in the storm. AHH people are threatening me........contemplates holding Jack frozen longer then planned ..... :P okay guys here goes chapter 3)
Dr. Weir was sitting in her office staring at the papers she would have to file on Jack's behalf. She didn't like doing this and really hoped she would get news that she wouldn't have to.
"Colonel Jonathan 'Jack' O'Neill, ......." she didn't know what to write. With a sigh she put the papers in a folder and took them as she left the office.
Walking through the corridors, she passed various airmen that were stationed to watch over the base during the 3 months it wouldn't be active. SG-1 was the only SG team still on base, they had reason.
She found the members sitting in Sam's room with her. They were trying to make conversation but whenever one would speak it was always a memory, a memory that would set them all off into a darkness.
Daniel looked up to see Elizabeth standing in the doorway. Sam and Teal'c lifted their gaze towards Daniel's.
"Um.....I really didn't know how to write this report on the Colonel so......I thought it'd be best that the team did it. You were like a family, I'm sure you can say much better things then I could, from the breif moments I knew Jack O'Neill, I knew he was a good man." She stared at the report in her hands. "But it's not my place to write this."
The team shared a moment looking at each other then Sam spoke.
"We'll do it......you're right.......it's noone else's place to." She stood and took the file that Weir held out. She opened it up to see the few words she had spelt. Sam shoke her head....
"This is wrong..." "What?" "Drop the Colonel, he was a person, not a Air Force toy that could be manuevered then thrown away." "I'm...." "I know...." Sam returned to Daniel and Teal'c holding the file.
Later that night she was yet again alone. All her sheilds were down, the tough soldier act couldn't be found, and the storm was returning....
Daniel sat in his room staring down at his desk, Teal'c was with him but had fallen asleep a while back. Daniel looked back at him and smiled remembering all of Jack's explanations of the tau'ris sports, and customs.....
"I'm telling you T, hockey is......well it's like a battlefeild. One team is....us....the other is the goa'uld." "I came to believe that the Goa'uld did not in habit this planet O'Neill, and how could they be us if we are here?" Teal'c gave him a questioning look. Sam was snickering and Daniel was trying to hide his laughter as they sat at the hockey rink.
Jack gave Teal'c a look-.....just a look. The slightest form of a smile was visible on the Jaffa's face.
"ANYWAY........back to my explanation. The puck.....y'know the little black thing...." "Sir, I believe you've told him what the puck is before." "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted..." He glanced ove to Sam who waved innocently, and shrugged, "What?!?" "the puck....is like our ammunition. The teams exchange fire, and whichever team gets the puck into the goal, gets a point." "Yes O'Neill, when does one know the games is over?"
"There's a time limit on the game T......wait why am I telling you all of this again?" Jack felt like an ass, he knew he'd gone over this before. Daniel and Sam choose that moment to burst into laughter as Teal'c grinned, knowing he'd gotten the Colonel in one of those rare moments....
Daniel sighed looking at his watch, he woke Teal'c and Teal'c went off to his room. Then he flopped down on the previously occupied bed that was now quite warm.
Sam, on the other hand couldn't sleep. She stared at the door thinking again.
He sat across from her, Daniel to her left by Teal'c and the General to Jack's left. Daniel was almost drunk, General Hammond was going on talking about his home and younger years. Teal'c was intrigued, Jack wasn't listening, and Sam was trying to pay attention. They were in a bar, first night out in a while, and Hammond had decided to join his flagship team for dinner and a drink.
Sam listened to the music that pounded through the club, it was mostly teenage stuff considering the amount of youngsters in here. She noticed Jack playing with the salt shaker, making a pile of salt on the table and attempting to balance the shaker in it. She smiled. He was mocing his head to the beat of the music and every now in then she'd catch him singing it slently.
It had to have been forever now, a string of slow songs had begun to play. Jack was singing now, to her?!?! She looked up to meet his eyes staring into her own. He was singing the words silently but she knew them...
"I wanna dance with you,
dance with you,
twirl you all around the floor,
that's what they intended dancing for.
I just wanna dance with you.
I wann dance with you,
hold you in my arms once more,
that's what they invented dancing for.
I just wanna dance with you."
She couldn't help but blush and he grinned that lopsided grin. The General looked to them and they gave an innocent glance with raised eyebrows. He turnt back to his conversation, Jack started singing again, and Sam was still blushing.
She didn't know how he could get to her like he did, but she found herself on the dance floor arms around him, her head resting on his shoulder as he sang quietly with the song.
Daniel had drunk so much he was beyond the point of insane. he was now laughing hysterically for no good reason. Hammond and Teal'c exchanged worried looks but laughed it off and continued talking.
Jack stared down at her, she felt his eyes on her and looked up. He smiled and started whistling as the singer did. Sam laughed and shoke her head, with a roll of her eyes. He pulled her closer to him and started singing again. Her head fell back against his shoulder, her eyes closing as she moved with his body......
Sam layed awake a while longer, but fatigue overwhelmed her and she was gone lost in the sub-concious world that revolved around him. She would dream of him a lot, but she couldn't say awake forever.
TBC
hehehe thinks to self 'I'm evil' R&R
dothedew89
Dr. Weir was sitting in her office staring at the papers she would have to file on Jack's behalf. She didn't like doing this and really hoped she would get news that she wouldn't have to.
"Colonel Jonathan 'Jack' O'Neill, ......." she didn't know what to write. With a sigh she put the papers in a folder and took them as she left the office.
Walking through the corridors, she passed various airmen that were stationed to watch over the base during the 3 months it wouldn't be active. SG-1 was the only SG team still on base, they had reason.
She found the members sitting in Sam's room with her. They were trying to make conversation but whenever one would speak it was always a memory, a memory that would set them all off into a darkness.
Daniel looked up to see Elizabeth standing in the doorway. Sam and Teal'c lifted their gaze towards Daniel's.
"Um.....I really didn't know how to write this report on the Colonel so......I thought it'd be best that the team did it. You were like a family, I'm sure you can say much better things then I could, from the breif moments I knew Jack O'Neill, I knew he was a good man." She stared at the report in her hands. "But it's not my place to write this."
The team shared a moment looking at each other then Sam spoke.
"We'll do it......you're right.......it's noone else's place to." She stood and took the file that Weir held out. She opened it up to see the few words she had spelt. Sam shoke her head....
"This is wrong..." "What?" "Drop the Colonel, he was a person, not a Air Force toy that could be manuevered then thrown away." "I'm...." "I know...." Sam returned to Daniel and Teal'c holding the file.
Later that night she was yet again alone. All her sheilds were down, the tough soldier act couldn't be found, and the storm was returning....
Daniel sat in his room staring down at his desk, Teal'c was with him but had fallen asleep a while back. Daniel looked back at him and smiled remembering all of Jack's explanations of the tau'ris sports, and customs.....
"I'm telling you T, hockey is......well it's like a battlefeild. One team is....us....the other is the goa'uld." "I came to believe that the Goa'uld did not in habit this planet O'Neill, and how could they be us if we are here?" Teal'c gave him a questioning look. Sam was snickering and Daniel was trying to hide his laughter as they sat at the hockey rink.
Jack gave Teal'c a look-.....just a look. The slightest form of a smile was visible on the Jaffa's face.
"ANYWAY........back to my explanation. The puck.....y'know the little black thing...." "Sir, I believe you've told him what the puck is before." "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted..." He glanced ove to Sam who waved innocently, and shrugged, "What?!?" "the puck....is like our ammunition. The teams exchange fire, and whichever team gets the puck into the goal, gets a point." "Yes O'Neill, when does one know the games is over?"
"There's a time limit on the game T......wait why am I telling you all of this again?" Jack felt like an ass, he knew he'd gone over this before. Daniel and Sam choose that moment to burst into laughter as Teal'c grinned, knowing he'd gotten the Colonel in one of those rare moments....
Daniel sighed looking at his watch, he woke Teal'c and Teal'c went off to his room. Then he flopped down on the previously occupied bed that was now quite warm.
Sam, on the other hand couldn't sleep. She stared at the door thinking again.
He sat across from her, Daniel to her left by Teal'c and the General to Jack's left. Daniel was almost drunk, General Hammond was going on talking about his home and younger years. Teal'c was intrigued, Jack wasn't listening, and Sam was trying to pay attention. They were in a bar, first night out in a while, and Hammond had decided to join his flagship team for dinner and a drink.
Sam listened to the music that pounded through the club, it was mostly teenage stuff considering the amount of youngsters in here. She noticed Jack playing with the salt shaker, making a pile of salt on the table and attempting to balance the shaker in it. She smiled. He was mocing his head to the beat of the music and every now in then she'd catch him singing it slently.
It had to have been forever now, a string of slow songs had begun to play. Jack was singing now, to her?!?! She looked up to meet his eyes staring into her own. He was singing the words silently but she knew them...
"I wanna dance with you,
dance with you,
twirl you all around the floor,
that's what they intended dancing for.
I just wanna dance with you.
I wann dance with you,
hold you in my arms once more,
that's what they invented dancing for.
I just wanna dance with you."
She couldn't help but blush and he grinned that lopsided grin. The General looked to them and they gave an innocent glance with raised eyebrows. He turnt back to his conversation, Jack started singing again, and Sam was still blushing.
She didn't know how he could get to her like he did, but she found herself on the dance floor arms around him, her head resting on his shoulder as he sang quietly with the song.
Daniel had drunk so much he was beyond the point of insane. he was now laughing hysterically for no good reason. Hammond and Teal'c exchanged worried looks but laughed it off and continued talking.
Jack stared down at her, she felt his eyes on her and looked up. He smiled and started whistling as the singer did. Sam laughed and shoke her head, with a roll of her eyes. He pulled her closer to him and started singing again. Her head fell back against his shoulder, her eyes closing as she moved with his body......
Sam layed awake a while longer, but fatigue overwhelmed her and she was gone lost in the sub-concious world that revolved around him. She would dream of him a lot, but she couldn't say awake forever.
TBC
hehehe thinks to self 'I'm evil' R&R
dothedew89