Next Generation: Chapter Six
Title: Next Generation
Chapter 6 – Perfect Moment
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Season: Beginning of Season 7, but no spoilers
Summary: Jack gives Sam a little break.
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Disclaimer: None of these people belong to me (sadly)
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long, I've been ill – even too ill to type and my betas were ill too ( it was just a big sickness thing. Have started on next 2 chapters though so they shouldn't be too long *she hopes*. This is just a little fluffy chapter, its not very long – basically kinda random but thought it was cute – hope you do too.
Thanks to: Cathain and Amy as always for making my story readable, luvya!
"So where are we going?" Jack asked as they drove out of Cheyenne Mountain.
"I don't mind," Sam told him "Anywhere, just out of here."
"Did you eat in the cafeteria?"
"Erm..." She gave a guilty smile.
"Carter?"
"Sorry Sir, there wasn't anything I fancied."
"Right, well first stop is the supermarket and we'll pick up some food for a picnic or something."
She laughed, for some reason the thought of Jack O'Neill having a picnic amused her.
"What? I'll have you know I've had my fair share of picnics."
"I can imagine Sir."
* * * *
Being in the supermarket was weird, very weird...almost surreal – it didn't feel like reality Sam thought. Being here – food shopping with her CO, him pushing the trolley, her carrying their baby under her arm, it wasn't normal. Then again she had the feeling that things weren't ever going to be normal again.
To everyone else they must have looked like a normal married couple, doing their afternoon shopping with their baby. That thought pleased her, she wanted people to think of them like that – she wanted to think of them like that. The idea of imagining them as a couple brought a smile to her face and as she glanced at Jack she saw a similar smile on his face.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Nothin', just thinking what a strange day this has been." His smile increased but he refused to meet her eye, "Bananas?"
"No, they make me feel ill."
"Really? Well you learn something new everyday." He murmured raising his eyebrows ironically; she had the feeling he wasn't talking about the bananas.
"We could buy some for Jonas," She said laughing, "I think he always had a bit of a fetish for them."
"Major please! I do not want to think about possible fetishes of Jonas."
"Sorry Sir." She said trying to contain her laughter, "So what shall we get?"
"Chocolate!" He exclaimed spying the chocolate aisle.
"Just chocolate? That's...nutritious."
"And tasty." He added grabbing a couple of packets of biscuits.
"Lets get some bread and cheese or something, then we can make some sandwiches."
"Very resourceful Major," He emphasised her rank in an attempt to remind himself that that was what she was, a major, under his command – already this was more than inappropriate and this casual flirting wasn't helping matters. Whenever he glanced at her he either saw that beautiful smile or his daughter – her daughter. 'Get a grip O'Neill,' he told himself firmly before taking a deep breath and turning back to face that smile...
"You have a beautiful daughter." A lady behind them in the till queue said as she lent towards Carmen cooing and gurgling. Jack rolled his eyes and Sam had to look away to avoid laughing out loud. There were few things funnier than adults making baby noises but she had to admit she liked having a stranger admire her daughter.
"Thank you." She said smiling.
"You must be very proud, how old is she?"
"About 6 weeks."
"Oh adorable! They're so cute at this age, I remember the first few weeks I had mine I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. In those first few days they're just so...delicate and precious aren't they?"
"Yeah," Jack heard Sam say softly and the sadness in her voice tugged at his heart. She hadn't been there in those first few weeks, they might be out and about pretending to be a happy family now but the reality of what had happened and how Carmen was in this world was still very vivid in both their minds. When he heard the lady say, "You must have been so excited when you got her home from the hospital." He decided it was time to intervene.
"Sam," He said gently touching her arm, "You want me to take Carmen for a second while you finish packing?"
"Thanks." She said shooting him a grateful look as she handed Carmen over and moved to the end of the till. Jack smiled politely at the lady before deliberately turning away to speak to Sam.
The view was breathtaking, Sam couldn't believe she'd worked in Cheyenne Mountain for seven years and never seen this. From the top of the mountain she could see right down the valley, to the houses, the trees, the lakes, everything – the sun was starting its descent and the light caught the reflection of the lake and sparkled a bright shimmering light.
"Wow..." She whispered as she looked out at it all.
"Yeah, I know." Jack said from behind her as he set the baby seat down by a large rock, "So you want some of these sandwiches?"
"Sure." Dragging herself away from the view and joining him. She sat down next to him, leaning back against the rock she sighed, "I'm starving."
"That's probably because you haven't eaten for about five days." He told her.
"Yeah," She laughed, "That would do it."
Carmen sat between them, facing towards them and the food, murmuring quietly to herself.
"I think she's eyeing our food." Jack commented.
"Well that's tough; she's too young and its all for me."
"And me." He protested.
"Maybe." She leant and grabbed one of the fresh sandwiches.
It was almost dark – the sunset was creating wondrous colours across the lakes and the tiny lights from the town sparkled in the distance. Sam stood at the edge of the path looking over it all. Behind her Jack packed away the remains of the food and picked up a sleeping Carmen, wrapping her in a blanket. Holding the bundle against him he joined Sam. For a moment they could forget about the Goa'uld, about saving the world – all they had to think about was this moment – each other and their daughter.
Sam gave a little shiver as the cold sent chills down her back.
"Cold?" Jack asked without taking his eyes off the view.
She nodded, "A little."
"Here," Shifting Carmen to one arm he slipped off his jacket and draped it round her shoulders.
"You'll get cold," She nodded to his bare arms as she pulled on the jacket.
"I'll be fine." He grinned, "Big, strong Colonel remember?"
She shot him a laughing look, "Sorry I forgot." She grew silent, for a moment she had forgotten, forgotten his rank, forgotten the regulations...
For a while neither one of them spoke, comfortable in the other's company, then as the darkness of night enveloped the hillside completely he moved closer to her, and with his free arm pulled her to him. She didn't say anything, she didn't need to, so they stood silently in each other's arms with Carmen nestled between them, savouring every moment.
Resting his head on hers Jack sighed, this was perfect. Too perfect he knew, soon they would have to go back to the SGC, back to work, back to saving the world. Carmen gave a tiny yawn in the dark and the sound brought a smile back to Jack's lips, he still had her; he may not always be able to hold Carter like this but he was would always have Carmen. And one day, 'One day,' he promised himself he would hold onto Sam and never let her go.
"We'd better be getting back Sir." Sam whispered regretfully, not wanting to break the moment, "Janet will be having a fit."
Jack laughed, refusing to release his hold on her, "Yeah I guess." Then slowly he removed his arm from her shoulder, keeping hold of her for as long as possible until he finally relinquished his grip.
"Jack," Sam said, her voice serious as she looked up at him, "Thank you for this, I know today's been a bit...crazy, but the way you've been, the way you are...this..." She swallowed, "This has been perfect." For a moment the emotion between them was heightened, as they stared at each other momentarily all Jack could think about was kissing those perfect lips; he knew if he didn't say something he would...
"Hey, no problem Carter." He managed, it pained him to call her that, once again setting the distance between them – reminding them both of the line that was supposed to be between them. But it was the only way he could remind himself, stop himself from doing anything.
She looked sadly at the ground, realising the meaning behind his words "We better be going, don't want Hammond having to chase us up."
"Yeah," He said, a thought striking him, "Erm, Carter..."
She stopped packing up her bag, "Sir?"
"When are we going to tell Hammond about...our situation?" He nodded at the sleeping baby.
She laughed, "I don't know." She paused, a wicked grin spreading over her face, "But as his second in command I think you should tell him – its only right." She flashed him another smile before making her way toward the car.
"That's going to be an interesting conversation." Jack murmured to Carmen as he grinned and followed her down the path.
A/N: Short and uneventful I know, but hoped you liked anyway – if you did let me know by pressing that ickle review button(
Title: Next Generation
Chapter 6 – Perfect Moment
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Season: Beginning of Season 7, but no spoilers
Summary: Jack gives Sam a little break.
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Disclaimer: None of these people belong to me (sadly)
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long, I've been ill – even too ill to type and my betas were ill too ( it was just a big sickness thing. Have started on next 2 chapters though so they shouldn't be too long *she hopes*. This is just a little fluffy chapter, its not very long – basically kinda random but thought it was cute – hope you do too.
Thanks to: Cathain and Amy as always for making my story readable, luvya!
"So where are we going?" Jack asked as they drove out of Cheyenne Mountain.
"I don't mind," Sam told him "Anywhere, just out of here."
"Did you eat in the cafeteria?"
"Erm..." She gave a guilty smile.
"Carter?"
"Sorry Sir, there wasn't anything I fancied."
"Right, well first stop is the supermarket and we'll pick up some food for a picnic or something."
She laughed, for some reason the thought of Jack O'Neill having a picnic amused her.
"What? I'll have you know I've had my fair share of picnics."
"I can imagine Sir."
* * * *
Being in the supermarket was weird, very weird...almost surreal – it didn't feel like reality Sam thought. Being here – food shopping with her CO, him pushing the trolley, her carrying their baby under her arm, it wasn't normal. Then again she had the feeling that things weren't ever going to be normal again.
To everyone else they must have looked like a normal married couple, doing their afternoon shopping with their baby. That thought pleased her, she wanted people to think of them like that – she wanted to think of them like that. The idea of imagining them as a couple brought a smile to her face and as she glanced at Jack she saw a similar smile on his face.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Nothin', just thinking what a strange day this has been." His smile increased but he refused to meet her eye, "Bananas?"
"No, they make me feel ill."
"Really? Well you learn something new everyday." He murmured raising his eyebrows ironically; she had the feeling he wasn't talking about the bananas.
"We could buy some for Jonas," She said laughing, "I think he always had a bit of a fetish for them."
"Major please! I do not want to think about possible fetishes of Jonas."
"Sorry Sir." She said trying to contain her laughter, "So what shall we get?"
"Chocolate!" He exclaimed spying the chocolate aisle.
"Just chocolate? That's...nutritious."
"And tasty." He added grabbing a couple of packets of biscuits.
"Lets get some bread and cheese or something, then we can make some sandwiches."
"Very resourceful Major," He emphasised her rank in an attempt to remind himself that that was what she was, a major, under his command – already this was more than inappropriate and this casual flirting wasn't helping matters. Whenever he glanced at her he either saw that beautiful smile or his daughter – her daughter. 'Get a grip O'Neill,' he told himself firmly before taking a deep breath and turning back to face that smile...
"You have a beautiful daughter." A lady behind them in the till queue said as she lent towards Carmen cooing and gurgling. Jack rolled his eyes and Sam had to look away to avoid laughing out loud. There were few things funnier than adults making baby noises but she had to admit she liked having a stranger admire her daughter.
"Thank you." She said smiling.
"You must be very proud, how old is she?"
"About 6 weeks."
"Oh adorable! They're so cute at this age, I remember the first few weeks I had mine I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. In those first few days they're just so...delicate and precious aren't they?"
"Yeah," Jack heard Sam say softly and the sadness in her voice tugged at his heart. She hadn't been there in those first few weeks, they might be out and about pretending to be a happy family now but the reality of what had happened and how Carmen was in this world was still very vivid in both their minds. When he heard the lady say, "You must have been so excited when you got her home from the hospital." He decided it was time to intervene.
"Sam," He said gently touching her arm, "You want me to take Carmen for a second while you finish packing?"
"Thanks." She said shooting him a grateful look as she handed Carmen over and moved to the end of the till. Jack smiled politely at the lady before deliberately turning away to speak to Sam.
The view was breathtaking, Sam couldn't believe she'd worked in Cheyenne Mountain for seven years and never seen this. From the top of the mountain she could see right down the valley, to the houses, the trees, the lakes, everything – the sun was starting its descent and the light caught the reflection of the lake and sparkled a bright shimmering light.
"Wow..." She whispered as she looked out at it all.
"Yeah, I know." Jack said from behind her as he set the baby seat down by a large rock, "So you want some of these sandwiches?"
"Sure." Dragging herself away from the view and joining him. She sat down next to him, leaning back against the rock she sighed, "I'm starving."
"That's probably because you haven't eaten for about five days." He told her.
"Yeah," She laughed, "That would do it."
Carmen sat between them, facing towards them and the food, murmuring quietly to herself.
"I think she's eyeing our food." Jack commented.
"Well that's tough; she's too young and its all for me."
"And me." He protested.
"Maybe." She leant and grabbed one of the fresh sandwiches.
It was almost dark – the sunset was creating wondrous colours across the lakes and the tiny lights from the town sparkled in the distance. Sam stood at the edge of the path looking over it all. Behind her Jack packed away the remains of the food and picked up a sleeping Carmen, wrapping her in a blanket. Holding the bundle against him he joined Sam. For a moment they could forget about the Goa'uld, about saving the world – all they had to think about was this moment – each other and their daughter.
Sam gave a little shiver as the cold sent chills down her back.
"Cold?" Jack asked without taking his eyes off the view.
She nodded, "A little."
"Here," Shifting Carmen to one arm he slipped off his jacket and draped it round her shoulders.
"You'll get cold," She nodded to his bare arms as she pulled on the jacket.
"I'll be fine." He grinned, "Big, strong Colonel remember?"
She shot him a laughing look, "Sorry I forgot." She grew silent, for a moment she had forgotten, forgotten his rank, forgotten the regulations...
For a while neither one of them spoke, comfortable in the other's company, then as the darkness of night enveloped the hillside completely he moved closer to her, and with his free arm pulled her to him. She didn't say anything, she didn't need to, so they stood silently in each other's arms with Carmen nestled between them, savouring every moment.
Resting his head on hers Jack sighed, this was perfect. Too perfect he knew, soon they would have to go back to the SGC, back to work, back to saving the world. Carmen gave a tiny yawn in the dark and the sound brought a smile back to Jack's lips, he still had her; he may not always be able to hold Carter like this but he was would always have Carmen. And one day, 'One day,' he promised himself he would hold onto Sam and never let her go.
"We'd better be getting back Sir." Sam whispered regretfully, not wanting to break the moment, "Janet will be having a fit."
Jack laughed, refusing to release his hold on her, "Yeah I guess." Then slowly he removed his arm from her shoulder, keeping hold of her for as long as possible until he finally relinquished his grip.
"Jack," Sam said, her voice serious as she looked up at him, "Thank you for this, I know today's been a bit...crazy, but the way you've been, the way you are...this..." She swallowed, "This has been perfect." For a moment the emotion between them was heightened, as they stared at each other momentarily all Jack could think about was kissing those perfect lips; he knew if he didn't say something he would...
"Hey, no problem Carter." He managed, it pained him to call her that, once again setting the distance between them – reminding them both of the line that was supposed to be between them. But it was the only way he could remind himself, stop himself from doing anything.
She looked sadly at the ground, realising the meaning behind his words "We better be going, don't want Hammond having to chase us up."
"Yeah," He said, a thought striking him, "Erm, Carter..."
She stopped packing up her bag, "Sir?"
"When are we going to tell Hammond about...our situation?" He nodded at the sleeping baby.
She laughed, "I don't know." She paused, a wicked grin spreading over her face, "But as his second in command I think you should tell him – its only right." She flashed him another smile before making her way toward the car.
"That's going to be an interesting conversation." Jack murmured to Carmen as he grinned and followed her down the path.
A/N: Short and uneventful I know, but hoped you liked anyway – if you did let me know by pressing that ickle review button(