Title: Ella - part 5
Rating: PG
Author: Ruthie
Author Feedback: jm-webmistressfsmail.net
Category: Angst, Drama, Sam/Jack
Spoilers: Singularity
Summary: Sam's happy with her decision, but Hammond isn't…
Author Notes: Been working on this for a while now. Many thanks to everyone who has sent me feedback over the past few months - I wouldn't be here without you.
Disclaimer:All publicly recognisable characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended. Previously unrecognised characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead is coincidental and not intended by the author.
Ella - part 5
Copyright © 2004, Ruth
Sam smiled as she looked over at the clock. It read 4:15am, but for once she wasn't worried. Sure, she'd been up half of the night with Ella, but she didn't have work to worry about. It was the most at peace she had been for as long as she could remember.
She looked over at Ella, who was now sleeping peacefully in her cot. Sam smiled, and leant back in her bed to watch her for a few minutes. Before she knew what was happening, she had also fallen asleep, both mother and daughter soothed by the sound of the rain.
Hammond was far from peaceful. He'd been woken at 4am by Siler, telling him that Carter's replacement had blown himself up in the lab. At first Hammond had thought that this was just a rather vindictive joke, but upon arriving at the scene he realised it was true.
The man was injured, but otherwise okay. More embarrassed than anything. If Hammond had been in a better mood, he would have felt sorry for the guy - but being woken so early in the morning did not do his temper any good.
Now, two hours on, his luck wasn't improving. The second replacement was late, and Jack was pacing the corridors, bored out of his skull and looking for someone to take it out on. By the sound of it, he had chosen the unfortunate Dr Jackson.
"Jack, get the hell out of my lab!" He whined.
"What's eatin' you?" Jack asked, disgruntled.
"You, actually. Look, you know I'm not capable of speaking English before I've had my coffee, let alone the other 22 languages in my vocabulary."
"Your English sounds ok to me," Jack quipped. Daniel glared at him.
"Jack, please. I need some 'me' time in the morning."
"Hello?"
"Carter, it's me. How are ya?"
"Colonel – I don't work at the SGC any more. Whatever it is, I'm sure Siler can deal with it."
"Aah! Well, if you don't work at the SGC any more, the regs don't apply…and you have to call me Jack!"
"Jack. What can I do for you on this fine morning?"
"Nothing. I…ah…well, I was just bored. Danny kicked me out of his lab, your replacement blew himself up this morning and Hammond's like a bear with a sore head…"
"My replacement? That was quick! Hey, what do you mean he blew himself up? Is my lab ok?"
"As you so pointedly reminded me, Sam, you don't work at the SGC any more, so technically it isn't your lab."
"Damn."
"How's Ella?"
"Fine. Up half of the night screaming again, but she's fine now. I should probably get her up in a minute."
"That's babies for you. They're programmed to turn on when you're trying to go to sleep, and turn off when you want to wake them up."
"I wouldn't change her for the world, though." Sam smiled.
Jack was silent on the other end of the line, and Sam kicked herself.
"C- Jack, I'm sorry. I didn't think," she stammered, "I'll come by the SGC in a couple of hours, see what's going on."
"Thanks, Sam. I'll see you later."
"Damn!" Sam cursed as she replaced the receiver. As the phone slammed into its cradle, Ella stirred and began to whine.
"Ssh!" Sam soothed, "Come on - we've got to go back to work!"
The corridors of the SGC had a familiarity that relaxed Sam. Being at home on her own was a strange experience - even though she wasn't totally on her own - and it was nice to be surrounded by people again.
"Sam!" Daniel cried delightedly, running over and embracing her in a hug, getting a muffled squeak from Ella.
"Sorry!" Daniel smiled sheepishly, "What are you doing back, anyway? I thought General Hammond announced your leaving."
"He did, and he doesn't know I'm here yet. I had a shifty phone call from the Colonel. He told me there wasn't anything wrong, but I didn't believe him."
"Couldn't stay away, huh?" Daniel smiled.
"Do you happen to know anything about this?" Sam asked suspiciously.
Daniel held his hands up and shook his head.
"Not guilty. I know nothing of their evil plan to get you re-instated…oops."
"Thank you, Daniel," Sam said, with a wry smile. "Don't worry, it's just Jack's butt I'll be kicking."
"Come in," Jack called, hurriedly hiding his game-boy beneath a pile of paperwork that he should have been doing.
He smiled as Sam entered his office, Ella balanced on her hip. God, if she only knew how sexy she looked, Jack thought…then realised she was looking at him, and he'd been caught staring at her. Damn.
"What's this I hear about your evil plan to get me re-instated?" She smirked.
"Me?" Jack protested, his face the picture of innocence, "I was merely catching up on some paperwork…"
His game-boy beeped beneath the papers, and Ella giggled. Sam couldn't help but smile.
"That's some noisy paperwork you've got there, s - Jack."
"Yeah, it's the…new kind. It beeps when you're not doing enough of it." Jack said awkwardly.
Sam laughed, and set Ella down on the nearest chair. Then, she decided better and held her again.
"My office isn't that bad, surely," Jack whinged.
"I don't know," Sam murmured, raising her eyebrows, "I swear I saw some woodworm…"
"Ah!" Jack said, poking her, "There is no woodworm in this office. Can I hold her?"
"Sure," Sam said, handing him Ella, "Watch out, she's a bit wriggly."
Jack beamed down at Ella, who was indeed very wriggly. He took her over to his desk and sat down, retrieving the game-boy from underneath his papers.
"We'll get you one of these when you're older," he said, not noticing his Freudian slip, "They're very useful for distracting you from other things you should be doing."
"We?" Sam asked quietly.
Jack looked up at her, and got up from his chair.
"Sam, I…I've never had a chance to tell you how I really feel about you," he began.
"Me neither," she smiled back, a little nervously.
"I know I'm a pain in the butt sometimes, and I can be a bit…"
"You're really selling yourself here," Sam said dryly.
"I feel things for you…things that I wasn't allowed to. When you were under my command."
Sam nodded, clearing him to continue.
"My feelings haven't changed. I…I love you, Sam." He said, eyes meeting hers.
Sam smiled as she saw a blush rise to his cheeks.
"My, Colonel, I've never seen you blush so badly," she giggled.
"I do not blush!" Jack protested, "So what do you say? Can you make do with a crusty old man?"
Sam smiled, and went over to him. She laid her head on his chest, and put her arm around him.
"I think I could manage," she said quietly.
Jack's smile lit up his face as he pulled her closer, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"What about you?" She asked, "Are you willing to take on me…and a baby?"
"I think I could manage," he repeated, tickling Ella as she attempted to escape his arms again.
The End…?
Author's Note: What do you think? Another chapter, or has this gone far enough? Please send your comments to jm-webmistressfsmail.net Thanks to everyone who has sent me feedback on this series, it is very much appreciated and enjoyed!
Rating: PG
Author: Ruthie
Author Feedback: jm-webmistressfsmail.net
Category: Angst, Drama, Sam/Jack
Spoilers: Singularity
Summary: Sam's happy with her decision, but Hammond isn't…
Author Notes: Been working on this for a while now. Many thanks to everyone who has sent me feedback over the past few months - I wouldn't be here without you.
Disclaimer:All publicly recognisable characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended. Previously unrecognised characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead is coincidental and not intended by the author.
Ella - part 5
Copyright © 2004, Ruth
Sam smiled as she looked over at the clock. It read 4:15am, but for once she wasn't worried. Sure, she'd been up half of the night with Ella, but she didn't have work to worry about. It was the most at peace she had been for as long as she could remember.
She looked over at Ella, who was now sleeping peacefully in her cot. Sam smiled, and leant back in her bed to watch her for a few minutes. Before she knew what was happening, she had also fallen asleep, both mother and daughter soothed by the sound of the rain.
Hammond was far from peaceful. He'd been woken at 4am by Siler, telling him that Carter's replacement had blown himself up in the lab. At first Hammond had thought that this was just a rather vindictive joke, but upon arriving at the scene he realised it was true.
The man was injured, but otherwise okay. More embarrassed than anything. If Hammond had been in a better mood, he would have felt sorry for the guy - but being woken so early in the morning did not do his temper any good.
Now, two hours on, his luck wasn't improving. The second replacement was late, and Jack was pacing the corridors, bored out of his skull and looking for someone to take it out on. By the sound of it, he had chosen the unfortunate Dr Jackson.
"Jack, get the hell out of my lab!" He whined.
"What's eatin' you?" Jack asked, disgruntled.
"You, actually. Look, you know I'm not capable of speaking English before I've had my coffee, let alone the other 22 languages in my vocabulary."
"Your English sounds ok to me," Jack quipped. Daniel glared at him.
"Jack, please. I need some 'me' time in the morning."
"Hello?"
"Carter, it's me. How are ya?"
"Colonel – I don't work at the SGC any more. Whatever it is, I'm sure Siler can deal with it."
"Aah! Well, if you don't work at the SGC any more, the regs don't apply…and you have to call me Jack!"
"Jack. What can I do for you on this fine morning?"
"Nothing. I…ah…well, I was just bored. Danny kicked me out of his lab, your replacement blew himself up this morning and Hammond's like a bear with a sore head…"
"My replacement? That was quick! Hey, what do you mean he blew himself up? Is my lab ok?"
"As you so pointedly reminded me, Sam, you don't work at the SGC any more, so technically it isn't your lab."
"Damn."
"How's Ella?"
"Fine. Up half of the night screaming again, but she's fine now. I should probably get her up in a minute."
"That's babies for you. They're programmed to turn on when you're trying to go to sleep, and turn off when you want to wake them up."
"I wouldn't change her for the world, though." Sam smiled.
Jack was silent on the other end of the line, and Sam kicked herself.
"C- Jack, I'm sorry. I didn't think," she stammered, "I'll come by the SGC in a couple of hours, see what's going on."
"Thanks, Sam. I'll see you later."
"Damn!" Sam cursed as she replaced the receiver. As the phone slammed into its cradle, Ella stirred and began to whine.
"Ssh!" Sam soothed, "Come on - we've got to go back to work!"
The corridors of the SGC had a familiarity that relaxed Sam. Being at home on her own was a strange experience - even though she wasn't totally on her own - and it was nice to be surrounded by people again.
"Sam!" Daniel cried delightedly, running over and embracing her in a hug, getting a muffled squeak from Ella.
"Sorry!" Daniel smiled sheepishly, "What are you doing back, anyway? I thought General Hammond announced your leaving."
"He did, and he doesn't know I'm here yet. I had a shifty phone call from the Colonel. He told me there wasn't anything wrong, but I didn't believe him."
"Couldn't stay away, huh?" Daniel smiled.
"Do you happen to know anything about this?" Sam asked suspiciously.
Daniel held his hands up and shook his head.
"Not guilty. I know nothing of their evil plan to get you re-instated…oops."
"Thank you, Daniel," Sam said, with a wry smile. "Don't worry, it's just Jack's butt I'll be kicking."
"Come in," Jack called, hurriedly hiding his game-boy beneath a pile of paperwork that he should have been doing.
He smiled as Sam entered his office, Ella balanced on her hip. God, if she only knew how sexy she looked, Jack thought…then realised she was looking at him, and he'd been caught staring at her. Damn.
"What's this I hear about your evil plan to get me re-instated?" She smirked.
"Me?" Jack protested, his face the picture of innocence, "I was merely catching up on some paperwork…"
His game-boy beeped beneath the papers, and Ella giggled. Sam couldn't help but smile.
"That's some noisy paperwork you've got there, s - Jack."
"Yeah, it's the…new kind. It beeps when you're not doing enough of it." Jack said awkwardly.
Sam laughed, and set Ella down on the nearest chair. Then, she decided better and held her again.
"My office isn't that bad, surely," Jack whinged.
"I don't know," Sam murmured, raising her eyebrows, "I swear I saw some woodworm…"
"Ah!" Jack said, poking her, "There is no woodworm in this office. Can I hold her?"
"Sure," Sam said, handing him Ella, "Watch out, she's a bit wriggly."
Jack beamed down at Ella, who was indeed very wriggly. He took her over to his desk and sat down, retrieving the game-boy from underneath his papers.
"We'll get you one of these when you're older," he said, not noticing his Freudian slip, "They're very useful for distracting you from other things you should be doing."
"We?" Sam asked quietly.
Jack looked up at her, and got up from his chair.
"Sam, I…I've never had a chance to tell you how I really feel about you," he began.
"Me neither," she smiled back, a little nervously.
"I know I'm a pain in the butt sometimes, and I can be a bit…"
"You're really selling yourself here," Sam said dryly.
"I feel things for you…things that I wasn't allowed to. When you were under my command."
Sam nodded, clearing him to continue.
"My feelings haven't changed. I…I love you, Sam." He said, eyes meeting hers.
Sam smiled as she saw a blush rise to his cheeks.
"My, Colonel, I've never seen you blush so badly," she giggled.
"I do not blush!" Jack protested, "So what do you say? Can you make do with a crusty old man?"
Sam smiled, and went over to him. She laid her head on his chest, and put her arm around him.
"I think I could manage," she said quietly.
Jack's smile lit up his face as he pulled her closer, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"What about you?" She asked, "Are you willing to take on me…and a baby?"
"I think I could manage," he repeated, tickling Ella as she attempted to escape his arms again.
The End…?
Author's Note: What do you think? Another chapter, or has this gone far enough? Please send your comments to jm-webmistressfsmail.net Thanks to everyone who has sent me feedback on this series, it is very much appreciated and enjoyed!