"Greg." Sam said as she went over to where he was talking to Harry.
"Sam." He said.
"Greg, Harry I'd like you to meet Daniel Jackson. Daniel, this is Professor Greg Summers, the groom and Dr Harry Ploughton."
"It's nice to meet you and congratulations of your marriage Greg."
"It great to meet you too." Greg said enthusiastically. "There are lots of people here who would like to meet you."
"So you work for the Air Force now?" Harry asked.
"Yes."
"So do you know any state secrets?" He asked.
"That would be classified." Daniel replied.
"What does an archaeologist do for the Air Force anyway?"
"That would be classified too." Daniel repeated.
"Have you ever met the President?" Greg asked.
"That's classified too."
"I'll leave you too it." Sam said patting Daniel on the shoulder.
~
"Who's that with Greg?" Sara said as she came up to Sam.
"Daniel Jackson. I think I mentioned him last week."
"What's he doing here?" She asked.
"Daniel's an archaeologist and I happened to mention to Dr Ploughton that I knew him and he wanted meet him. He mentioned it to Greg and Greg asked me to call Daniel and invite him so his university buddies could meet him. I didn't think it was a good idea, but Greg insisted."
"It would have been nice if I could have got through at least one of my weddings without work getting in the way."
"Huh?" Sam said.
"Greg and his friends are going to spend at least an hour debating the existence of something or other. When I married Jack, half way through the reception, he and half the guests got recalled to the base. I didn't see him again for two weeks. You're lucky you know."
"How's that?" Sam asked.
"At least when he disappears you have a vague idea where he's going."
"Actually as his 2IC, anywhere he goes I'm usually going too."
"Exactly. Just promise me you'll stick with it even if it gets tough. He's a good man."
"I know and I'm not planning on going anywhere anytime soon. So he's stuck with me."
"Good. He needs some stability in his life." Sara said with a smile.
"One of our friends, Murray, went and asked him what his intentions towards me were and he spat coffee every where in shock."
"You were there?" Sara asked.
"No, but one of our other friends found about it and got the security camera tape. It's the funniest thing I've seen in years."
"He wasn't much better when my Dad asked him what his intentions towards me were either. Dad told that he didn't want some sailor sweeping me off my feet and making me one of his girl's in every port."
"I take it he point out that he was in the Air Force and not the Navy."
"To my Dad that didn't make a difference, the military is the military. But I will say I prefer the Navy dress uniform to the Air Force one."
"Working with so many uniforms you become immune to them. But there is something about those tight dress white pants, shame you don't find that many sailors in Colorado." Both women cracked up.
"This does not look good." Jack said as he came across to them. "What are you two talking about?"
"The fact that you don't get as many sailors in Colorado as you do in DC." Sam supplied.
"What's the Navy got to do with anything?" Jack asked suspicious.
"Nothing you need to worry about." Sara said winking at him. "Since my husband seems to be otherwise occupied I'm going to talk to my new in-laws. Have fun."
"Seriously what's with the Navy discussion?"
"Sara just happened to mention what her father said when he asked you what his intentions towards her were."
"How's your Dad going to react to us?" Jack asked.
"Dad will be fine; it's Selmak you have to watch out for."
"Sam, please tell me you're joking."
"Jack, my Dad like you a lot, he thinks you're good for me. The only time he'd ever do anything to you is if you hurt me and break my heart. But then he'd have to deal with the remains that are left by everyone else at the base."
"I noticed your fan club."
"What can I say? I'm brilliant." She said with a shrug.
"That you are. That you are"
TBC
"Sam." He said.
"Greg, Harry I'd like you to meet Daniel Jackson. Daniel, this is Professor Greg Summers, the groom and Dr Harry Ploughton."
"It's nice to meet you and congratulations of your marriage Greg."
"It great to meet you too." Greg said enthusiastically. "There are lots of people here who would like to meet you."
"So you work for the Air Force now?" Harry asked.
"Yes."
"So do you know any state secrets?" He asked.
"That would be classified." Daniel replied.
"What does an archaeologist do for the Air Force anyway?"
"That would be classified too." Daniel repeated.
"Have you ever met the President?" Greg asked.
"That's classified too."
"I'll leave you too it." Sam said patting Daniel on the shoulder.
~
"Who's that with Greg?" Sara said as she came up to Sam.
"Daniel Jackson. I think I mentioned him last week."
"What's he doing here?" She asked.
"Daniel's an archaeologist and I happened to mention to Dr Ploughton that I knew him and he wanted meet him. He mentioned it to Greg and Greg asked me to call Daniel and invite him so his university buddies could meet him. I didn't think it was a good idea, but Greg insisted."
"It would have been nice if I could have got through at least one of my weddings without work getting in the way."
"Huh?" Sam said.
"Greg and his friends are going to spend at least an hour debating the existence of something or other. When I married Jack, half way through the reception, he and half the guests got recalled to the base. I didn't see him again for two weeks. You're lucky you know."
"How's that?" Sam asked.
"At least when he disappears you have a vague idea where he's going."
"Actually as his 2IC, anywhere he goes I'm usually going too."
"Exactly. Just promise me you'll stick with it even if it gets tough. He's a good man."
"I know and I'm not planning on going anywhere anytime soon. So he's stuck with me."
"Good. He needs some stability in his life." Sara said with a smile.
"One of our friends, Murray, went and asked him what his intentions towards me were and he spat coffee every where in shock."
"You were there?" Sara asked.
"No, but one of our other friends found about it and got the security camera tape. It's the funniest thing I've seen in years."
"He wasn't much better when my Dad asked him what his intentions towards me were either. Dad told that he didn't want some sailor sweeping me off my feet and making me one of his girl's in every port."
"I take it he point out that he was in the Air Force and not the Navy."
"To my Dad that didn't make a difference, the military is the military. But I will say I prefer the Navy dress uniform to the Air Force one."
"Working with so many uniforms you become immune to them. But there is something about those tight dress white pants, shame you don't find that many sailors in Colorado." Both women cracked up.
"This does not look good." Jack said as he came across to them. "What are you two talking about?"
"The fact that you don't get as many sailors in Colorado as you do in DC." Sam supplied.
"What's the Navy got to do with anything?" Jack asked suspicious.
"Nothing you need to worry about." Sara said winking at him. "Since my husband seems to be otherwise occupied I'm going to talk to my new in-laws. Have fun."
"Seriously what's with the Navy discussion?"
"Sara just happened to mention what her father said when he asked you what his intentions towards her were."
"How's your Dad going to react to us?" Jack asked.
"Dad will be fine; it's Selmak you have to watch out for."
"Sam, please tell me you're joking."
"Jack, my Dad like you a lot, he thinks you're good for me. The only time he'd ever do anything to you is if you hurt me and break my heart. But then he'd have to deal with the remains that are left by everyone else at the base."
"I noticed your fan club."
"What can I say? I'm brilliant." She said with a shrug.
"That you are. That you are"
TBC