Title: Someone To Watch Over Me – Part Five
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Season: Any
Summary: Sam and Jack prepare for their new lives, together.
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate SG-1, it's universe or characters, so please don't sue. I only own the plot.
Author's Note: Sorry for the wait, one of my sites was down last week so I didn't post.
Author's Plea: Please people, check out thefemaleapophis story To Melt A Frozen Heart - you can find a link under my favorite stories. Thanks.
Jack and Sam sat quietly in the backseat of their chauffeured Lincoln Navigator for several long moments before Sam couldn't take the uncomfortable silence any longer. She pulled out her file that contained her new life in it and looked at Jack, urging him to retrieve his with her eyes.
Jack leaned forward to speak to their driver for a moment, "I'm going to roll up the window okay?"
"Of course Colonel." The driver replied as Jack hit the button to close the privacy window, leaving him and Sam alone in the backseat.
"Okay, lets get to it." Jack jokingly smiled as he pulled out his file and got himself comfortable next to his 2IC, no, his wife.
"Okay." Sam nodded. "My name is Anita Jolene Scott and I'm thirty-six. My birthday is on March 10th and I'm an astronomer."
"All rightly then...I'm Dominic Angus Scott, wait, Angus?"
"Sir."
"Okay, okay. I'm fifty-three, my birthday is August 9th and I'm a writer."
Jack shot Sam a look as she burst into laughter, "Sir, don't you see the irony?"
Jack raised an eyebrow at his beautiful 2IC, indicating that he had no clue what she was talking about so she continued, "Sir, you don't write anything at all at work, you avoid your mission reports at all costs and here you are as a writer for a living."
Jack mockingly grinned at his 2IC, which just increased her laughter before he spoke up, "So Annie we need to get some things straight."
"Like what?" Sam asked, pulling herself under control.
"I need to know how you like your coffee, your favorite drink that sort of thing." Jack replied as he pushed his file closed.
"You should already know those things." Sam smiled, already having far too much fun with the no rules rule.
"Okay coffee – cream and sugar, unless you're deep in thought then it's black. Your favorite drink is a blue motorcycle, but you rarely drink them, second most favorable is beer. Now do me." Jack grinned, impressing even himself with his knowledge of his 2IC.
"Fine. You like your coffee with cream and sugar and you rarely take it black. You enjoy beer when you're lounging but in your harder drinking days your personal favorite was the gravedigger." Sam smiled back, smug that she knew her CO's favorite drink.
"How did you know I liked gravediggers?" Jack asked as he carefully watched Sam from his side of the car.
"I have my ways." Sam answered as she suppressed a grin. "Now can we get back to work?"
Jack sighed but opened his folder anyway; "Okay we've been married for six and a half years,"
"We used to live in Denver," Sam read aloud as she looked over her copy, "But we decided to move because we wanted a simpler life."
"That sounds stupid." Jack complained and once again stalled their study.
"Why? It makes sense to me." Sam retorted.
"Yeah but people don't buy nice houses in nice little neighborhoods for a simpler life, if they want simpler they move into those cookie cutter developments, no...we want to start a family." Jack said after taking a moment to think to himself.
"What?" Sam asked, completely shocked by her CO's sudden comment.
"Yeah, we want to start a family. We've been trying but the doctor said that work was stressing you out too much, you were doing too much and since I work out of the house I can work anywhere so we decided to buy a nice house and settle down. We really want to have kids and I'm worried because of my age." Jack explained and Sam took a moment to actually listen and to stop blushing, his story made sense – a lot of sense. Besides that it also gave them a sense of depth not just some government spun story.
"Okay, that's good." Sam said nodding, this time shocking Jack because she actually agreed with him. "Where did we meet?"
Jack quickly looked down at his sheet and groaned, "For crying out loud! They have us meeting on an online service! Do we seem like the type of people that would go on one of those?"
"Okay then we make up our own." Sam said and earned herself a curious look from Jack, "Well sir you changed the reason for us moving so why can't we change other things too?"
"Makes sense." Jack shrugged. "So then what were you thinking?"
Sam sat thinking but nothing that came to mind was shareable, it was all her fantasy daydreams of her and Jack and she defiantly wasn't going to attempt to explain, things were tense enough as it was.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Jack asked suddenly, ripping Sam from her fantasies.
"Huh? Oh nothing." Sam said quickly.
"I'll tell you what – why don't we create our own little stories, write them down then on the plane ride we can share and combine, that way our answers have some of our own personal flare. Sound good?" Jack asked as Sam thought it over, she liked the idea.
"Yeah, it sounds good." Sam grinned as she and Jack both pulled out a blank sheet of paper and a pen.
"Happy writings Major." Jack smiled.
"Same to you sir."
Within the hour Sam and Jack found themselves sitting side by side in the first class of a passenger plane. They had spoken very little since their bargain in the backseat, both absorbed into their histories. Finally Sam put down her pen and stretched, she had completed her history. She looked over at Jack who was still diligently writing so rather than disturb him she turned to look out her window. Plane rides always made her tired, she didn't know why but they always did. She didn't know how long she was absorbed into the scenery but Jack suddenly cleared his throat and she turned around to find his chocolate eyes watching her.
"Ya done?" Jack asked nodding towards her paper.
"Yep, you?" Sam asked back.
"Yep. So what do you say – swap?" Jack asked and watched as a look of horror flashed across Sam's face.
"Uh no sir. Let's just discuss." Sam sputtered.
Jack watched as his 2IC nearly downed in a look of uncomfort and decided to let her win this one, "Okay then we'll talk."
And so they began, Jack had them meeting though friends, he proposed after a year and a half and they had waited another half a year before getting married. He proposed by writing a romance novel about their lives together, he ended it by having his character propose to hers and when she put down the manuscript he dropped down to one knee and proposed for real. Sam secretly loved the idea and had to keep herself from daydreaming off on the thought. She lied about how they met – she had written that he defended her in a bar which had caused a fight and she had brought him home to stitch up his face but she told him that she spilt coffee on him in a coffee shop and the two just hit it off. She also said that they got engaged after a year and a half and he proposed while they were walking through the park but she told him that she liked his idea better. The pair continued chatting for another hour when Sam before they took a break.
Jack had been playing with his soda when he glanced over at his 2IC to find her nodding off. Her head rolled slightly towards his shoulder and gently landed. Her short blonde locks snuggled into his jacket and he found himself grinning then he spotted her history paper. He picked it up and began reading as Sam settled in on his shoulder for sleep. He read intently as his mind pieced together how much of her history she had lied to him and found that after all of these years his 2IC was a romantic. She had gone into great detail of how they met, he proposed, everything. Jack smiled as he continued reading, all the while Sam slept soundly on his shoulder.
After Thought: Abrupt ending I know but wait for the next chapter...it starts getting really good! Does everyone still want more? Because I can stop if you want me to.
