Chapter 15
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They got in the Volvo. Sam started to head for Jack's house but changed her mind and decided to go home first to shower. They arrived at her house and Sam grunted as she got the heavy bags from the car. Brady smiled.
-We sure got a lot of stuff, huh?
-Yup.
Sam groaned as she realized that her keys were in her pocket.
-Hey Brady, can you do me favor and get my keys from my right pocket?
-Sure.
Brady reached in and managed to procure the keys from her deep pockets. He held them up proudly. Sam smiled.
-Ok, now get the blue one and follow me.
They walked to the door. Sam motioned for Brady to put the key in the lock. He stood on his tiptoes to open the door. Once inside Brady stared in shock.
-I really like your house.
Sam smiled.
-Thanks.
With another grunt she plopped the bags down on the couch.
-Brady, I'm gonna go take a quick shower. Will you be ok here for a few minutes?
He nodded.
-Ok, be back in a flash.
Sam went into the bedroom. Brady walked over to the mantle and climbed up on a chair so he could see the pictures. He was still standing there when Sam came back out. She found Brady staring at a picture of her and Jacob taken on their vacation to Alaska 5 years ago.
Sam laughed at the memory. Just after they had rescued Jacob from the fires of Netu Jacob had jokingly said that he wanted to go to Alaska for a father-daughter vacation. For some reason that neither of them can now remember they actually went. And boy was it cold. In the picture Jacob and Sam stood wearing parkas with Mt. McKinley silhouetted behind them. Brady finally noticed her standing there and looked questioningly at her.
-Where's your mom?
-She uh…she died when I was 14.
-Oh. I'm sorry.
-Me too.
-Where does your dad live?
-Uh…off world actually.
-Really?
-Yup. He's uh…a member of the Tok'ra.
-Who are they?
-Well, they're one of our oldest and dearest allies. And if you're anything like your dad, you wouldn't like them.
-Huh?
Sam laughed as she realized that she was talking to a five year old who, though very bright, knew nothing of the politics of space.
-Never mind.
-Sam…you love my dad don't you?
She sighed. Boy this kid was good.
-Yes Brady I do.
-So, why aren't you married?
Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked down at a cute little boy who not only knew nothing of the politics of space, but nothing of the stupid regulations of the U.S. Heck, he didn't even know what the U.S. was.
-Sit down for a minute.
She motioned him to the love seat. Once they both sat down she took a deep breath.
-Well Brady, it's like this. I would like very much to be married to your daddy, but I'm not allowed.
-Why not?
-Well, he's in the military. You know what a military is right?
-Yah.
-Ok. So, he's in the military and so am I. And there's this rule that two people in the military can't be married.
-That's a stupid rule.
-I agree. So, if both of us weren't so stubborn and if we didn't love our jobs so much, one of us probably would have resigned by now.
-And if one of you resigned you could get married?
-Yup. But, that's just not gonna happen.
-Because you're both stubborn and you love your jobs.
-Exactly.
-But…you love him too. So, who do you love more, your job or daddy?
Sam started to answer and realized that when you put it that way, the answer was obvious. Not that she was going to tell Brady that. He looked at her impatiently.
-Well?
-I'm thinking.
Suddenly, she looked down at her watch and gasped.
-Crap. We've got to hurry or we'll be late.
She took his hand and they ran to the car.