For the next few weeks everything at the base was perfectly normal, SG-1
went on several missions with nothing major to note encounters with the
Goa'uld fell to normal levels. A few people thought they were gods because
they came through the Stargate, Chapp'ai, Great Stone Ring whatever they
wanted to call it. They'd even had conduct diplomatic negotiations to get
SG-3 back after they had offended someone, which please Jack to no end.
Sam had taken her laptop home at 1700 because she had become fed up with the incessant interruptions from people who could solve the problem themselves if they thought about it but just decided it would be quicker to ask her, so she could work on her report in relative peace.
Sam was half way through her report when the doorbell rang as she wasn't expecting anyone she shuffled her papers back into their folder and put the lid of her laptop down and got up to answer.
"Hello." Sam asked as she saw an older woman stood by the door.
"Samantha?" The woman asked.
"Yes." It took her half a second to realise who it was. "Annabelle. I don't mean to sound impolite but what are you doing here?"
"I thought it was about time I got to meet my daughter-in-law in person. Can I come in?"
"Oh god, I'm sorry please come in, let me help you with your luggage."
"It's on wheels I can manage dear." She pulled her suitcase over the door.
"Would you like some coffee?" Sam asked not sure what else to say as she closed the door.
"That would be lovely."
"So Annabelle why didn't you tell anyone you were coming we could have picked you up?" Sam asked.
"Every time I even manage to get to talk to my son and tell him I'd like to come and visit he tells me it isn't a good time at work."
"Things do get a little hectic on short notice." Sam admitted.
"If I'd waited for it to be a good time for my son, you and I would never have got to meet. So I thought if I just turned up it would be easier."
"Oh I don't know about us not meeting, I would have talked him into it eventually." Sam who had already had a pot of coffee brewed handed her a mug. "Did you want any cream or sugar?"
"Blacks fine. Where is my son anyway?"
"Still at the base. He had a meeting, but I'm expecting him home in about an hour."
"Let's go and sit down and you can show me your ring." They went and sat down in the living room. "It's beautiful; do you know he got to help him pick it out?" Annabelle asked as Sam showed her her engagement ring.
"He actually picked it out himself. He took our friend Daniel with him for moral support but he picked it himself."
"My son definitely has better taste than I gave him credit for."
~
"Sam, I'm back. You'd never believe the crap that Connors was trying to pull." He said as he came through the door. "He thinks that the Goa'."
"Jack, we have a visitor." Sam cut him off before he could say anything incriminating.
"Did I forget something?" He asked. "I mean you would have told me if we were expecting someone."
"She didn't know I was coming." Annabelle said.
"MOM?" Jack exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"Meeting my daughter-in-law and is that anyway to greet your mother?"
"Sorry Mom." He hugged her. "We weren't expecting you, how long have you been here?" He asked.
"About an hour. Samantha and I have been getting to know each other."
"You should have called me and told me you were coming."
"And have you tell me it's not a good time again?" Annabelle asked.
"Actually yes, works sending us away for a few days the day after tomorrow. If you had told me you were coming I could have stopped you from wasting a trip."
"Can't you ask them to postpone it for another week?" Annabelle inquired.
"Mom, this is the Air Force, they tell you to go somewhere you ask when you're leaving not can't it wait a week." Sam's pager and cell phone rang.
"I'd better get that." She went into the dinning room where she'd left them. "Carter." She answered. Annabelle looked at Jack.
"She stuck with Carter at work it causes less confusion that way."
"How did he manage that?... Yeah. no no I'll be there in twenty minutes.. Try and isolate the circuit while you're waiting." She hung up.
"What's up?" Jack asked.
"There's a problem at the base I really need to get back."
"What happened do they need me too?"
"No, stay with Annabelle, I can handle it. Sorry Annabelle I really have to go. I'm sure Jack will make you some dinner." She grabbed her laptop and the notes she'd brought home and stuffed them in her bag.
"Did you want me to save you some?" Jack asked.
"I don't know how long this will take to fix. So I'll just eat at the base." She gave him a quick kiss.
"If it gets too late stay at the base I don't want you driving home late."
"Okay. Annabelle, it was really nice to meet you in person."
"You too Samantha." Annabelle said slightly bewildered as Sam flew out the door. "Does that happen a lot?" She asked.
"Occasionally." Jack replied. "Actually frequently would be a better word, but we're used to it."
TBC
Sam had taken her laptop home at 1700 because she had become fed up with the incessant interruptions from people who could solve the problem themselves if they thought about it but just decided it would be quicker to ask her, so she could work on her report in relative peace.
Sam was half way through her report when the doorbell rang as she wasn't expecting anyone she shuffled her papers back into their folder and put the lid of her laptop down and got up to answer.
"Hello." Sam asked as she saw an older woman stood by the door.
"Samantha?" The woman asked.
"Yes." It took her half a second to realise who it was. "Annabelle. I don't mean to sound impolite but what are you doing here?"
"I thought it was about time I got to meet my daughter-in-law in person. Can I come in?"
"Oh god, I'm sorry please come in, let me help you with your luggage."
"It's on wheels I can manage dear." She pulled her suitcase over the door.
"Would you like some coffee?" Sam asked not sure what else to say as she closed the door.
"That would be lovely."
"So Annabelle why didn't you tell anyone you were coming we could have picked you up?" Sam asked.
"Every time I even manage to get to talk to my son and tell him I'd like to come and visit he tells me it isn't a good time at work."
"Things do get a little hectic on short notice." Sam admitted.
"If I'd waited for it to be a good time for my son, you and I would never have got to meet. So I thought if I just turned up it would be easier."
"Oh I don't know about us not meeting, I would have talked him into it eventually." Sam who had already had a pot of coffee brewed handed her a mug. "Did you want any cream or sugar?"
"Blacks fine. Where is my son anyway?"
"Still at the base. He had a meeting, but I'm expecting him home in about an hour."
"Let's go and sit down and you can show me your ring." They went and sat down in the living room. "It's beautiful; do you know he got to help him pick it out?" Annabelle asked as Sam showed her her engagement ring.
"He actually picked it out himself. He took our friend Daniel with him for moral support but he picked it himself."
"My son definitely has better taste than I gave him credit for."
~
"Sam, I'm back. You'd never believe the crap that Connors was trying to pull." He said as he came through the door. "He thinks that the Goa'."
"Jack, we have a visitor." Sam cut him off before he could say anything incriminating.
"Did I forget something?" He asked. "I mean you would have told me if we were expecting someone."
"She didn't know I was coming." Annabelle said.
"MOM?" Jack exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"
"Meeting my daughter-in-law and is that anyway to greet your mother?"
"Sorry Mom." He hugged her. "We weren't expecting you, how long have you been here?" He asked.
"About an hour. Samantha and I have been getting to know each other."
"You should have called me and told me you were coming."
"And have you tell me it's not a good time again?" Annabelle asked.
"Actually yes, works sending us away for a few days the day after tomorrow. If you had told me you were coming I could have stopped you from wasting a trip."
"Can't you ask them to postpone it for another week?" Annabelle inquired.
"Mom, this is the Air Force, they tell you to go somewhere you ask when you're leaving not can't it wait a week." Sam's pager and cell phone rang.
"I'd better get that." She went into the dinning room where she'd left them. "Carter." She answered. Annabelle looked at Jack.
"She stuck with Carter at work it causes less confusion that way."
"How did he manage that?... Yeah. no no I'll be there in twenty minutes.. Try and isolate the circuit while you're waiting." She hung up.
"What's up?" Jack asked.
"There's a problem at the base I really need to get back."
"What happened do they need me too?"
"No, stay with Annabelle, I can handle it. Sorry Annabelle I really have to go. I'm sure Jack will make you some dinner." She grabbed her laptop and the notes she'd brought home and stuffed them in her bag.
"Did you want me to save you some?" Jack asked.
"I don't know how long this will take to fix. So I'll just eat at the base." She gave him a quick kiss.
"If it gets too late stay at the base I don't want you driving home late."
"Okay. Annabelle, it was really nice to meet you in person."
"You too Samantha." Annabelle said slightly bewildered as Sam flew out the door. "Does that happen a lot?" She asked.
"Occasionally." Jack replied. "Actually frequently would be a better word, but we're used to it."
TBC