Author: roseofthegate
Disclaimer: Yes, I know I don't own them.
A/N: Okay this is a giant apology for demanding reviews. I probably shouldn't have done it, even though my beta suggested it. I'm sorry I did. But please note two things: 1) I'm not an extortionist. An extortionist demands money not reviews, and 2) the faster reviews come, the faster I get inspired to finish the next chapter. Can I call a truce with y'all? I hope so. Anyway here's the Jack/Jacob chapter y'all've been waiting for.
Jack's Point of View
Jacob rounded on me. "What the hell was that, General?" he demanded.
"What was what?" I said playing for time.
"You know exactly what I mean, O'Neill!" he barked. "Why is my daughter calling you by your first name AND kissing you!?!"
I flinched. "Well, um, sir, uh...well...we're...uh...like..."
"Give me a proper sentence, man!" he barked in response to my babbling.
"Sir, yes, sir! Samantha Carter and I are dating, SIR!" I stood ramrod straight.
"That's better, General. How long?"
"Just over four months, SIR!"
"And what are your intentions, son?"
I missed the fact that he just called me 'son'. "Sir, I need to talk to you about that. You see, I was hoping to propose to Sam this Christmas, SIR!"
"YOU WHAT?!?" he hollered.
"Propose, sir. I knew I needed to talk to you first, SIR!"
"You're sure as hell right. Why didn't you tell me this right away?"
"Because, sir, I didn't know how to," I said nervously, still standing ramrod straight.
"And WHEN were you planning on asking ME?"
"When the moment presented itself, SIR!"
"And what if the moment NEVER presented itself, General?"
"I wouldn't have proposed, SIR!"
"YOU'RE SURE AS HELL RIGHT ABOUT THAT!" Jacob roared at me.
I looked at him with wide eyes. Why was he reacting so badly? Sam and I loved each other, even if he's not around to be a witness all the time.
"Sir, I will propose to your daughter with or without your permission," I began. "We love each other A LOT and one man, even if he's her father, will not stop me." I glared at him. "Now, do I have your permission or not, Jacob?"
He smiled at me. "You do have my permission, Jack but heaven help me if something happens to my daughter, I WILL kill you. Got it?"
"Yes, sir. Uh...did that just really happen?" I asked, stunned.
"Yes, Jack, it did," Jacob replied.
"I can marry Sam," I stated in stupor.
"Yes, you may," Jacob said patiently. I just stared at him. "I had to see how much you would stick up for yourself and my daughter. All of Sam's boyfriends that I knew about got that to some degree."
I nodded as we continued putting up the Christmas decorations. We hadn't been doing it since we'd started talking. "Soooo..."
"Just remember, Jack. You hurt Sam in any way, shape, or form, I will personally kill you."
A/N: There you go. Now please be really nice an' press that 'lil purple button that says 'Review' on it over there. Lots of love to y'all.