The General's Mission

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From in the darkness could barely be heard a male voice murmur

"Are you guys ready?"

Low whispers of 'yes' could be heard moments later. Then silence took over once again as they waited for something.

For a fleeting second Sam thought she recognised those voices, but she quickly dismissed it.

Then, it happened.

A great guitar solo erupted from the speakers beside the stage, a whirl of notes strumming from the instrument. As the solo moved to repeat itself the stage was bathed in a soft blue light to reveal the out lines of five figures. The light was so subtle that the faces of the musicians could not be seen but it was clear that all the band members where male.

The guitar solo developed once again, the man playing the solo was revealed.

Colonel Jack O'Neill.

On stage playing the guitar was Jack, in tight pair of jeans, which was acknowledged by the crowd by a series of wolf whistles, and a white torn T- shirt which revealed the tanned muscles in his arms and a glimpse of his six pack. Grinning goofily at the crowd as he was acknowledged with a round of applause ( as well as the whistles motioned earlier) he pushed to the next set of tricky finger movements as the next member of the band was released from the soft glow that filled the rest of the stage. Playing second guitar was Jacob Carter, in jeans and a shirt. Soon the entire band was visible and Daniel could be seen hammering away at a third guitar, Hammond at bass and Teal'c at drums. SG-1 was dressed similarly to Jack and the two older men in jeans and shirts, clearly having decided that they would leave the sex appeal to the younger generation. Well, maybe not younger in Jack or Teal'c's case but that's how it goes!

Sam sat in the front row of the relatively (and we know it's all relative!) large theatre absolutely gob-smacked. Her jaw had dropped. Literally. This was one of the very few occasions when this can happen. And seeing you father, your boss and your colleagues play instruments, (and quite well I might add) and sing?!?!?

She's got a smile and it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything

Was as fresh as a bright blue sky

Jacob san the beginning of Sweet Child of mine, it was then that Sam realised that this song was for her. But what shocked he more was that for the next part of the verse her father's mouth remained closed however a soulful voice sang it well. Nanoseconds later she realised that it was the mouth of her CO that was moving instead.

Now and the when I see her face

She takes me away to that special place

And if I stared to long

I'd probably break down and cry

In true rock star style he hammered at the guitar and leaned into the mike. Ever the performer, but his eyes where constantly scouring the front row through the blaze of lights for the one he was singing to. Sam.

Jack began a round of tricky finger movements that he had been perfecting over the last two weeks as the song moved to the chorus.

Oh oh sweet child of mine

The voice of Jacob sounded once more. The next line came as a complete shock to every one except Jacob and Jack.

Woh oh sweet love of mine

He sang with so much sincerity that no one missed it. The crowd went wild as they thought it was for them, the band continued playing but now with face splitting grins (or not in Teal'c's case) While Sam sat dumbstruck staring into the eyes of the man on stage. Having been so shocked already Sam thought there was no way she could be shocked further, but then that happened.

Jacob took a set back from his mike as he performed the bridge between the chorus and the next verse.

She's got eyes of the bluest skies

As if they thought of rain

I hate to look into those eyes

And see an ounce of pain

Her father took the mike for yet another bout of singing. Sam was hardly able to take in any of it as her jaw had not yet been recovered from the floor.

Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place

Where as a child I'd hide

And pray for the thunder and the rain

To quietly pass me by

Jack's voice harmoniously sang the final part of the verse, as his eyes finally focused on the figure in the front row to which he was singing. Their gaze met as Jack took up the same finger movements as seen before.

Oh oh sweet child of mine

Jacob sang once again

Woh oh sweet love of mine

The fact that Sam was ready for Jack's line didn't mean that it affected her any less this time round. Her heart fluttered at the mellow sound of his voice, her stomach danced as her gaze became lost in his. Sam was hardly aware that her dad was performing another small bridge.

Oh oh sweet child of mine

The voice of her father seemed distant.

Woh oh sweet love of mine

His voice and eyes filled her world and the theatre seemed to dissolve around her.

But as Jacob's solo diminished Jack set his gaze on the guitar, a small voice in Sam's head cried 'no'. But it was soon replaced by one thought and one thought only – 'God he can play!'

Jack took centre stage as he let his fingers do the talking (well playing). Two weeks it had taken to perfect but by the way his fingers moved it seemed as though he had been playing the piece for years. It was not the audience's turn to be a stunned as Sam. Watching a 40 gorgeous man play one of the trickiest guitar solos with such ease would be enough to astound any one, such natural talent radiating form him. The crowd was in an uproar trying to be louder that the tuned wails coming from the stacks at the side of the stage.

But all to soon the song was coming to a conclusion, the voices of the five males on the stage filled the theatre as they sang multiple ' where do we go's.

Oh sweet child of mine

Jacobs voice and the last chord filled those on stage with a sense of release but also anticipation, it made Sam fell happy and nervous, and the crowd, completely oblivious to the emotional engagement between the lead guitarist and a woman in the front row, showed their appreciation the only way they knew how. Applause, shouts screams, whistling and stomping filled the room as the band took a bow ran off the stage. The chaos continued even after they had left and the stage plunged once again into darkness. A tall man in a dishevelled suit came on stage to introduce the next act, the crowd lowered the volume to a dull roar, so that even with the mike the man's words could barely be heard.

Sam missed most of this however, because as soon as she had seen them running from the stage, she went off in search of them.

So many thoughts ran through her mind at that point. She couldn't even begin to sort them out but two stood out more than the others.

i)Where the hell did dad learn to play the guitar

and ii)Love?????

Those thoughts and others could only be answered in the presence of those who had just performed a perfect rendition of Sweet Child of Mine, by Guns and Roses.



So kids I'm not that evil after all, right??

Hope you enjoyed that chapter, there is however, so much more to come up!!!

Flowers - like I would leave it like that!!(for long) Gillian - thanks your comments are always appreciated Coz – hope you liked it, yes I am nasty aren't I Blahblabla – hey I'm only 16!!! Iamari – hey I like that you like the way I think ( ps good luck at boarding school) Lynn – I know I have suffered the effects of fic withdrawal and addiction myself, the men in white coats helped me tremendously hee hee :-D Ah Dimac99 – what can I say, you'll just need to keep you r x –files poster (use it later when I put even more cliff hangars in!!! :-P )