"Jack you idiot." Sam playfully slapped one of the arms he had wrapped around her waist holding her against him as she tried to fill the pot with water for the coffee machine.

"Why I think it's a great idea." He kissed the side of her neck.

"You want me to call Hannah and Matthew and tell them we can't go to the airport with them because we've been abducted by aliens?"

"It's not like it hasn't happen or won't happen again. Or that their grandfather is half alien now."

"And my Dad or Mark and Jenny won't see through that in an instant?"

"We could call Thor and make it a reality."

"I really don't think it's a legitimate end of the world excuse."

"I'm sure he'd understand he is male."

"You've seen the Asguard. Do you think they... get jiggy often especially because I don't think they have the equipment to?"

"So how do they have little Asguard?"

"Do you really want a lecture on asexual reproduction or cloning?" Sam asked.

"Maybe not."

"I'm sure Janet could come up with some diagrams if I called her."

"No I'll be okay. So no calling Thor as an excuse."

"Why don't you go and get dressed?" Sam suggested.

"You mean I can't go to the airport dressed like this?" He asked.

"As cute as I think you look in your 'D'oh' boxer shorts, I don't think they're appropriate to go out in unless you want to get arrested. I mean I wouldn't mind seeing you explain to General Hammond why you weren't at work on time tomorrow because you'd been thrown in jail for public indecency. Or the looks you get around the base when I happen to let it slip in the ladies locker room, which will spread quickly around the base through the grapevine."

"Okay. I'm getting dressed. But you may need to get dressed too. I don't think my dress shirt would really be appropriate."

"I'll get dressed as soon as you're dress. There will be less chance of you trying to get me out of this shirt then."

"And what exactly do you think the chances of that are?"

"Let me get my computer and crunch some numbers and I'll get an exact figure for you." Sam playfully teased. "Now go and get dressed."

"Yes ma'am."

~

"Jack O'Neill." Sam said blushing as they stood in the middle of the departure hall of the airport.

"What did he say Auntie Sam?" Hannah asked.

"I'll tell you when you're Uncle Jack's age." Sam said.

"But that will be another..." Hannah scrunched her nose as she tried to figure out exactly how old Jack was in comparison to her.

"Hey kid I'm not that old." Jack ruffled her hair.

"But you're still old."

"Er yeah thanks." He said sarcastically. The Carters all hid smiles. "Have a good flight back."

"We will." Mark said.

"You'll come and visit us soon won't you Auntie Sam?" Matthew asked.

"It depends when we can get time off of work, but we'll try real soon."

"Good because I want Uncle Jack to meet my pet rat."

"You didn't tell me you had a rat." Jack said. "What's he called?"

"Thor."

"Why did you call him Thor?" Jack inquired with a raise eyebrow.

"Auntie Sam sent us this really cool mythology book and Thor had this hammer which threw lightning bolts. He was one of the good Gods."

"Ah I see." Jack said having been on the receiving end of Thor's real Hammer he wasn't going to argue with him.

"I have three goldfish." Hannah said.

"And what are they called?" Jack asked.

"Freyr, Odin and Loki."

"Daniel would be so proud." Jack winked at her. Their flight was called. Everyone hugged everyone goodbye.

"So do you want to get dinner?" Jacob asked after they had left to get on their plane.

"We'd love to." Sam said.

"But we have plans." Jack quickly added. Sam looked at him.

"Okay, I'll see you at the base tomorrow."

"Bye Dad." Sam gave him a hug.

"Have a nice evening Jake." Jack added.

TBC