A/N - This chapter is kinda small.. mainly because I didn't want to torture you lot any further. There IS still more coming, and I promise it will get interesting, but as you all begged to know what Sam's answer is... ;)
Once again a BIG thanks too Fi for beta'ing for me!
R&R please guys! I live on it!
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:Sam:
I was going to faint.
It was the first thought that flew into my head as I stared at the saffier gleaming at me from the box in Guy's hand. It seemed to draw all of my attention, and I couldn't think of anything past how beautiful it was. The same colour as my eyes, it sparkled as the light caught it, and I didn't notice as Guy took my hand. Only when he took the ring from the box did I look up into his eyes. Eyes filled with hope, with worry. He still smiled, but only I could tell it was forced. His breath was short, and he quickly ran his tongue over his lips to mostion them. Slowly, gently he raised my hand, slipping the ring onto my finger, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Will you be my wife Sam?"
Tears escaped from my eyes as I stared at my finger, at the ring that fit so perfectly.
"Yes."
I didn't have time to react as Guy swept me into a hug, lifting me off my feet as he twirled me around. The room erupted into cheers as Guy lowered me gently to my feet, and as he captured my lips in a sweet kiss, I didn't notice Jack as he quietly left the room.
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:Jack:
Midnight found me on Carter's back porch, trying to drown myself in beer. Not for any particular reason, but as I didn't seem to have anything else to do, and the beer was in abundance, I figured why not. I'd spent most of the night talking with Daniel and Sg-1's newest member, Jennifer Hailey, but Hailey had gone home a few hours earlier, and Danny had wandered off to pass out.
So for the past half hour I'd been alone, and quite enjoying looking out at the stars that seemed to dance by their own accord. Suddenly I looked up, to watch Carter stumble through her back door, then smile at me triuphantly, like a child who'd just found you while playing hide and seek.
"I thought you'd left."
I shook my head, taking another swig of beer, "Just because you haven't spoken to me all night doesn't mean I would leave without saying goodbye." I told her, quite matter of fact like. If I'd had the energy, I would have been insulted that she would think otherwise. As it was, I was having trouble finding a flat surface to place my beer bottle on. The ground had an annoying habbit of slanting.
"Meaning?"
I looked up from my study of the ground to look at Carter, who was standing with one hand on her hip, the other against the doorjam. I realised, with a smile, that she was drunk. More drunk that I'd ever seen her.
"Meaning...... That the new bride-to-be has been the centre of attention all night." My smiled softened, and I gestured her over.
She smiled and started over, and I chuckled at her sightly off-balanced walk. Plopping herself on the couch beside me, she snuggled up against my chest, and my hand automatically fell around her shoulders, holding her tight against me. I lazily stroked her hair, my eyes falling down to her fingers, which were absently playing with my dog-tags through my shirt. Jewlery was so rare for Carter, the new ring on her finger stood out like a beacon. It glinted in the moon light, and it screamed at me. It screamed that this was it. This was the end of the friendship I held so dear with Carter. The ring was a sybol that she now belonged to Guy, and that I could never be a part of that.
Even in my drunken state I knew I was being ridiculous. Carter was in love with Guy, was going to spend the rest of her life with him, but it didn't mean I still couldn't be apart of that life. Didn't mean that she didn't still need me.
She caught me looking, and pulled back to sit up straight, then slowly pulled the ring off her finger, "You uh.. haven't said anything."
My eyes were still drawn to the ring, that was turning slowly as her fingers ran over it, "I'm happy for you Carter. I truely am. You couldn't have found a more perfect match."
"You really believe that?"
I looked up sharply at her words. Carter was watching me, and the silence seemed to streach into eternity. My head was spinning. Was she having doubts? I knew, I was competely certain that Carter was in love with Guy, and that he loved her beyond anything in his world. That they belong together. What could she mean?
Without words, Carter pushed the ring back onto her finger, then leant back against me. My arm once again fell around her shoulders, and pulled her close, content not to push it.
Time passed, and I slept, until Carter's tired, drunken slur reached my ears.
"Jack?"
"What is it Carter?"
"Nothings going to change. You know that right?"
"Hmm, Carter. I know it won't."
Carter shifted in my arms, and her voice was mumbled and barely auible, "I love you Jack."
I held her tightly, then softly kissed her forehead, "I love you too Sam."
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:Sam:
"Sam?"
It hurt. Pain was throbbing from my temples, and the voice, getting more persistant every time it spoke my name, was not welcome.
"Sam!"
"I'm awake." I mumbled, shifting slightly, then wishing I hadn't. I couldn't remember how I'd fallen alseep, but it wasn't the most comfortable of positions I could have chosen, and my neck hurt worse then my head. Sitting up, I reconsidered. My head hurt much more. I opened my eyes, but the sunlight rended me blind, and pain erupted once again through my temples. I moaned again, squeezing my eyes shut and falling back against the seat.
"Sam...what are you doing outside?"
I peeked open my left eye, staring at my new fiance through blury lids. Beside me, I felt Jack stir, and I suddenly realised why I felt so horrible.
"Guy.." I closed my eye again, then managed to open both of them, feeling the whole time like they were attached to weights, "You passed out on the couch." I reminded him, running my hand over my face. I swore silently that it was the last time I was ever going to get drunk, "And I don't know about you, but that thing is way too small for the both of us."
Guy nodded, holding out his hand to me. I took it, and got unsteadly to my feet, then turned to look at Jack. He looked worse then I felt. Deciding to leave him to sleep, I let Guy guide me back inside, then sunk into the shower. What felt like seconds later, Guy was poking me. "Sam, wake up. You've been in here for half an hour."
A few minutes later, I was sitting in the kitchen, coffee in hand, and feeling a little closer to human. Jack was awake by now, but he had claimed my shower, and Daniel was still sleeping peacefully upstairs, so Guy and I had each other alone for the firse time since he proposed.
"You two looked quite comfortable out there." he stated, a little hesitently.
I sighed, lying back in my chair, "Please Guy. I keep telling you, there is nothing going on with Jack and I. He's my friend...we're close. But I love you Guy." I smiled, looking into his eyes, "I'm in love with you, I'm going to be your wife. We're going to spend the rest of our lives together." I got up off my chair and walked over to him, standing inbetween his open legs as I bent down to kiss his lips.
"I love you Sam." He whispered, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me on to his lap. I kissed him again, then leant my head on his shoulder, my mind already turning to what I'd just said to him.
Spend the rest of our lives together.
I only hoped that it wasn't limited to the next twelve months, when the Goa'uld knocked on our front door.
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:Jack:
Carter didn't say much to me before she left back for the SGC a day later, but she wanted her wedding to go ahead as soon as possible. With the iminant threat of the Goa'uld, she wanted to die a happliy married woman. Not that she used those exact words, but I knew it was what she was thinking.
Guy, although a little surprised, was happy to comply - but as Carter was away at the Mountain, I found myself the one helping with the wedding.
I'm not sure what people though of Carter leaving two males to organise her own wedding, but six months later, just before the first snows of winter, I was confident we'd pulled it off.
A few months after he proposed, Guy offered me around for a beer. I was surprised, he and I didn't usually socialise without Carter around, but I agreed, and we were comfortably drunk before Guy finally told me why hed brought me around.
"I need to ask you a favor."
"For you Guy." I grinned, "Anything."
"I want you to be my best man."
I had just taken another mouthful of beer, which I gracefully spat all over the concrete. That was the last thing I'd expected him to say, and I told him so.
"I know it seems a little strange, since were not really that close. But I've been thinking about it, and I know it would mean a lot to Sam."
"Wait, Guy. You can't... You're supposed to be picking your best man for yourself. Carter would rather that then you make
her happy."
"Jack...the only other man I would consider trusting to be my best man, is still in England, and he can't make it down for the wedding. I wan't it to be you."
How could I refuse? Telling Guy I'd be honoured, I wondered how Carter would respond. She would know he was doing just for her sake, because it was the only way to get me involved in the wedding, but I thought she'd like the idea anyways.
She came down from the mountain whenever she could, for dress fittings and to pick the flowers, and all of that time was spent with Guy. She missed him terribly, even I could tell that from our verious phone calls. But even they were getting further apart, as Carter practically lived offworld now.
There was one thing eating in the back of my mind, that I could never ask Carter, with the way things were going, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. If the Goa'uld did attack, and they were forced to evac the best and brightest through the gate to the Alpha site, and Carter was given full command, would she be willing to leave Guy behind, to leave the man she loved on a world that was doomed to die? I shuddered to think that I too might be left behind, after all I'd done for Earth, but my main concern was still for Carter. And how she would cope all by herself.
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:Sam:
"No, its in the closet, I'm positive."
Before I was even awake I was hearing voices. They were in whispers, obviously trying hard not to wake me, but it was pointless. I hadnt been able to sleep much all night, the slightest sound and momvement waking me up. I opened my eyes to see Janet and her young daughter Cassie, moving about the bedroom.
"Please tell me its not morning already." I mumbled.
Seeing I was awake, Cassie launched herself on the bed, throwing her arms around me for a hug, "Oh my god Sam, I'm so excited!"
I tried to sit up, but with Cassie on me it was difficult. She sat back a little, still grinning, "Can you believe it's finally here?"
I could believe it alright. I had been waiting for this day since Guy first proposed to me. My wedding day. It did seem a little unreal that I, Samantha Carter, was going to get married, but I wasn't worried about that. I just wanted to settle down with Guy, start a family and live happily. The only thing hurting my happiness was the constant threat of the Goa'uld. But come six months time, I was hoping to change that.
I'd spent the night at Janet's, secretly liking the idea that I wasn't allowed to see my love until we'd wed. As my bridesmaid, Cassie took it upon herself to make sure I was looking perfect, and Janet, as my maid of honor, took it upon herself to give everything the once over... about three times.
But everything went smoothly, and at one that afternoon all I needed left to do was slip on my dress. The only problem was the car didn't arrive until three. I cursed, sitting in Janet's kitchen, wishing I had something constructive to do. On the heavy advice of both Jack and Janet, I hadn't brought anything work related home, and now I was hating that decision. What was I supposed to do for two hours?
Janet however, had the solution.
"We've got a surprise." Cassie shrieked. The teenage alien had never been to a wedding before, and her excitment levles were hitting the roof.
"What kind of surprise?" I asked suspiciously.
"A good one." Janet reasured me, leading me outside. And there, standing in the middle of the lawn, was my father. I didn't think as I flung myself into his arms. I hadn't seen him since getting word of the Goa'uld attacks, knowing that he and the rest of the Tok'ra were busy doing their best to slow the Goa'uld down as much as possible. But by some miracle he'd managed to get away.
"What, you think I'd miss my own daughters wedding?" he asked with a laugh when I asked him about it.
"But how dad?"
Jacob Cater shrugged, "I bascially threatened to leave for good if I couldn't get back. I wasn't going to miss this for any galaxy Sam."
I beemed with pride, and suddenly the day did seem perfect. After making sure Dad would 'give me away', I sent him off with Janet to go and meet Guy. Guy had often asked about my parents, and although he knew my mother was dead, Dad had been very hazy to him. I'd done it on purpose of course, the thought that the two of them my never meet had always been sitting in the back of my mind, but it didn't matter now. A retired General serving in Asia as foreign relations wasn't that hard to believe, and dad accepted it too, after a chuckle.
After dad left, Cassie and I were left to ourselves, so I challenged her to a game of chess. Unfortunatly for both of us, our minds were everywhere but the chess board.
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:Jack:
The meeting between Jacob and Guy went a little more strained then I'd expected. Janet had let me in on her little secret earlier in the week, so I made sure I was there to greet Jacob, saving Guy from meeting a total stranger on his lawn. As I indroduced the two, Jacob seemed to judge Guy on the first five seconds of their meeting, which was tough on Guy, who was trying to get over his shock. Carter's father was the last person on the earth he expected to show up. But it ended with Jacob calmly telling Guy he would be hounered to have him as a son-in-law, then walking off to go and change, while Guy stood on the lawn, still looking bewildered.
The next two hours dragged by. We got too the small garden where they had chosen too have their wedding with half an hour to spare, and I watched disinterested as the last of the flowers were aranged. It was quite pretty, with a small fountain gurgling in the background, and roses scattered everywhere. I wasn't sure how Guy had found this place, but Carter would love it.
And then it happened. One moment I was idly walking through the gardens, the next, I was standing next to Guy at the end of the ile as the bridle car came up. I hadn't let my self think about it all day, but suddenly I felt nervous. My heart was beating a hundred miles a minute in my throat, and the big empty spot in my chest was clentching itself into a tight ball, limiting my breathing. I glanced across at Guy, who looked paler then a ghost. His fists kept clenching and unclenching, almost in time with my pulse. His eyes were glued on the archway that lead off too the road, where the car sat, just out of view.
The music started, and Guy let out a sound, something that I'd never heard before, almost as if the anxiety inside of him couldn't be contained and needed an escape, chooseing his mouth.
Guy's small cousin was first through the archway, a basket of flowers in her hands. The small girl beamed as she scattered them across the walkway. Following her was Cassie, and I managed to stop and think of how beautiful she looked. Cassie was almost like a daughter to me, and my heart swelled with pride at the young woman she'd become. Janet was next, and again I wondered at how beautiful these woman, who I saw nearly ever single day of my life, could be.
And then there was Sam. My breath got caught in my throat as the vision of a goddess walked through the archway. I couldn't breathe as I stared at her, her white dress shimmering in the sunlight. I couldn't move, couldn't think, I was compleatly taken away by her. She walked slowly up the isle, her father by her side and her eyes locked on Guy, who, like me, was transfixed by her. Her dress fit so perfectly, hugging her body in all the right places. It was hard to imagine a woman who wore military fatigues nearly 24/7 in this sort of splender, but there she was. Guy had suddenly become the most envied man in the room as Sam stopped in front of him. As they turned towards the minister, Sam spared a glance for me, but I couldn't give her any sort of reaction. The same dumb expresion was on my face that I'd had since I'd first seen her.
She suddenly looked concerned, and I manged, finally, to offer a smile of encouragment. By that time however, Sam had turned away from me, and had compleatly missed it.
The ceremony was short, thank goodness. I was starting to choke in my tux. Sam and Guy exchanged vows, and as Guy slowly lifted her vile, she glanced at me again. She was smiling, small tears of happiness running down her cheeks. She was so beautiful. This time she saw my smile, but not even I could say if it was one of happiness. As they sealed their marriage with a kiss, I suddenly felt a hole inside my stomach. A deep ache that I was loosing something.... something that wasn't mine, but that had always been open to me. Something that now, I knew I could never had.
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:Sam:
I was going to faint.
It was the first thought that flew into my head as I stared at the saffier gleaming at me from the box in Guy's hand. It seemed to draw all of my attention, and I couldn't think of anything past how beautiful it was. The same colour as my eyes, it sparkled as the light caught it, and I didn't notice as Guy took my hand. Only when he took the ring from the box did I look up into his eyes. Eyes filled with hope, with worry. He still smiled, but only I could tell it was forced. His breath was short, and he quickly ran his tongue over his lips to mostion them. Slowly, gently he raised my hand, slipping the ring onto my finger, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Will you be my wife Sam?"
Tears escaped from my eyes as I stared at my finger, at the ring that fit so perfectly.
"Yes."
I didn't have time to react as Guy swept me into a hug, lifting me off my feet as he twirled me around. The room erupted into cheers as Guy lowered me gently to my feet, and as he captured my lips in a sweet kiss, I didn't notice Jack as he quietly left the room.
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:Jack:
Midnight found me on Carter's back porch, trying to drown myself in beer. Not for any particular reason, but as I didn't seem to have anything else to do, and the beer was in abundance, I figured why not. I'd spent most of the night talking with Daniel and Sg-1's newest member, Jennifer Hailey, but Hailey had gone home a few hours earlier, and Danny had wandered off to pass out.
So for the past half hour I'd been alone, and quite enjoying looking out at the stars that seemed to dance by their own accord. Suddenly I looked up, to watch Carter stumble through her back door, then smile at me triuphantly, like a child who'd just found you while playing hide and seek.
"I thought you'd left."
I shook my head, taking another swig of beer, "Just because you haven't spoken to me all night doesn't mean I would leave without saying goodbye." I told her, quite matter of fact like. If I'd had the energy, I would have been insulted that she would think otherwise. As it was, I was having trouble finding a flat surface to place my beer bottle on. The ground had an annoying habbit of slanting.
"Meaning?"
I looked up from my study of the ground to look at Carter, who was standing with one hand on her hip, the other against the doorjam. I realised, with a smile, that she was drunk. More drunk that I'd ever seen her.
"Meaning...... That the new bride-to-be has been the centre of attention all night." My smiled softened, and I gestured her over.
She smiled and started over, and I chuckled at her sightly off-balanced walk. Plopping herself on the couch beside me, she snuggled up against my chest, and my hand automatically fell around her shoulders, holding her tight against me. I lazily stroked her hair, my eyes falling down to her fingers, which were absently playing with my dog-tags through my shirt. Jewlery was so rare for Carter, the new ring on her finger stood out like a beacon. It glinted in the moon light, and it screamed at me. It screamed that this was it. This was the end of the friendship I held so dear with Carter. The ring was a sybol that she now belonged to Guy, and that I could never be a part of that.
Even in my drunken state I knew I was being ridiculous. Carter was in love with Guy, was going to spend the rest of her life with him, but it didn't mean I still couldn't be apart of that life. Didn't mean that she didn't still need me.
She caught me looking, and pulled back to sit up straight, then slowly pulled the ring off her finger, "You uh.. haven't said anything."
My eyes were still drawn to the ring, that was turning slowly as her fingers ran over it, "I'm happy for you Carter. I truely am. You couldn't have found a more perfect match."
"You really believe that?"
I looked up sharply at her words. Carter was watching me, and the silence seemed to streach into eternity. My head was spinning. Was she having doubts? I knew, I was competely certain that Carter was in love with Guy, and that he loved her beyond anything in his world. That they belong together. What could she mean?
Without words, Carter pushed the ring back onto her finger, then leant back against me. My arm once again fell around her shoulders, and pulled her close, content not to push it.
Time passed, and I slept, until Carter's tired, drunken slur reached my ears.
"Jack?"
"What is it Carter?"
"Nothings going to change. You know that right?"
"Hmm, Carter. I know it won't."
Carter shifted in my arms, and her voice was mumbled and barely auible, "I love you Jack."
I held her tightly, then softly kissed her forehead, "I love you too Sam."
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:Sam:
"Sam?"
It hurt. Pain was throbbing from my temples, and the voice, getting more persistant every time it spoke my name, was not welcome.
"Sam!"
"I'm awake." I mumbled, shifting slightly, then wishing I hadn't. I couldn't remember how I'd fallen alseep, but it wasn't the most comfortable of positions I could have chosen, and my neck hurt worse then my head. Sitting up, I reconsidered. My head hurt much more. I opened my eyes, but the sunlight rended me blind, and pain erupted once again through my temples. I moaned again, squeezing my eyes shut and falling back against the seat.
"Sam...what are you doing outside?"
I peeked open my left eye, staring at my new fiance through blury lids. Beside me, I felt Jack stir, and I suddenly realised why I felt so horrible.
"Guy.." I closed my eye again, then managed to open both of them, feeling the whole time like they were attached to weights, "You passed out on the couch." I reminded him, running my hand over my face. I swore silently that it was the last time I was ever going to get drunk, "And I don't know about you, but that thing is way too small for the both of us."
Guy nodded, holding out his hand to me. I took it, and got unsteadly to my feet, then turned to look at Jack. He looked worse then I felt. Deciding to leave him to sleep, I let Guy guide me back inside, then sunk into the shower. What felt like seconds later, Guy was poking me. "Sam, wake up. You've been in here for half an hour."
A few minutes later, I was sitting in the kitchen, coffee in hand, and feeling a little closer to human. Jack was awake by now, but he had claimed my shower, and Daniel was still sleeping peacefully upstairs, so Guy and I had each other alone for the firse time since he proposed.
"You two looked quite comfortable out there." he stated, a little hesitently.
I sighed, lying back in my chair, "Please Guy. I keep telling you, there is nothing going on with Jack and I. He's my friend...we're close. But I love you Guy." I smiled, looking into his eyes, "I'm in love with you, I'm going to be your wife. We're going to spend the rest of our lives together." I got up off my chair and walked over to him, standing inbetween his open legs as I bent down to kiss his lips.
"I love you Sam." He whispered, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me on to his lap. I kissed him again, then leant my head on his shoulder, my mind already turning to what I'd just said to him.
Spend the rest of our lives together.
I only hoped that it wasn't limited to the next twelve months, when the Goa'uld knocked on our front door.
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:Jack:
Carter didn't say much to me before she left back for the SGC a day later, but she wanted her wedding to go ahead as soon as possible. With the iminant threat of the Goa'uld, she wanted to die a happliy married woman. Not that she used those exact words, but I knew it was what she was thinking.
Guy, although a little surprised, was happy to comply - but as Carter was away at the Mountain, I found myself the one helping with the wedding.
I'm not sure what people though of Carter leaving two males to organise her own wedding, but six months later, just before the first snows of winter, I was confident we'd pulled it off.
A few months after he proposed, Guy offered me around for a beer. I was surprised, he and I didn't usually socialise without Carter around, but I agreed, and we were comfortably drunk before Guy finally told me why hed brought me around.
"I need to ask you a favor."
"For you Guy." I grinned, "Anything."
"I want you to be my best man."
I had just taken another mouthful of beer, which I gracefully spat all over the concrete. That was the last thing I'd expected him to say, and I told him so.
"I know it seems a little strange, since were not really that close. But I've been thinking about it, and I know it would mean a lot to Sam."
"Wait, Guy. You can't... You're supposed to be picking your best man for yourself. Carter would rather that then you make
her happy."
"Jack...the only other man I would consider trusting to be my best man, is still in England, and he can't make it down for the wedding. I wan't it to be you."
How could I refuse? Telling Guy I'd be honoured, I wondered how Carter would respond. She would know he was doing just for her sake, because it was the only way to get me involved in the wedding, but I thought she'd like the idea anyways.
She came down from the mountain whenever she could, for dress fittings and to pick the flowers, and all of that time was spent with Guy. She missed him terribly, even I could tell that from our verious phone calls. But even they were getting further apart, as Carter practically lived offworld now.
There was one thing eating in the back of my mind, that I could never ask Carter, with the way things were going, but I couldn't stop thinking about it. If the Goa'uld did attack, and they were forced to evac the best and brightest through the gate to the Alpha site, and Carter was given full command, would she be willing to leave Guy behind, to leave the man she loved on a world that was doomed to die? I shuddered to think that I too might be left behind, after all I'd done for Earth, but my main concern was still for Carter. And how she would cope all by herself.
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:Sam:
"No, its in the closet, I'm positive."
Before I was even awake I was hearing voices. They were in whispers, obviously trying hard not to wake me, but it was pointless. I hadnt been able to sleep much all night, the slightest sound and momvement waking me up. I opened my eyes to see Janet and her young daughter Cassie, moving about the bedroom.
"Please tell me its not morning already." I mumbled.
Seeing I was awake, Cassie launched herself on the bed, throwing her arms around me for a hug, "Oh my god Sam, I'm so excited!"
I tried to sit up, but with Cassie on me it was difficult. She sat back a little, still grinning, "Can you believe it's finally here?"
I could believe it alright. I had been waiting for this day since Guy first proposed to me. My wedding day. It did seem a little unreal that I, Samantha Carter, was going to get married, but I wasn't worried about that. I just wanted to settle down with Guy, start a family and live happily. The only thing hurting my happiness was the constant threat of the Goa'uld. But come six months time, I was hoping to change that.
I'd spent the night at Janet's, secretly liking the idea that I wasn't allowed to see my love until we'd wed. As my bridesmaid, Cassie took it upon herself to make sure I was looking perfect, and Janet, as my maid of honor, took it upon herself to give everything the once over... about three times.
But everything went smoothly, and at one that afternoon all I needed left to do was slip on my dress. The only problem was the car didn't arrive until three. I cursed, sitting in Janet's kitchen, wishing I had something constructive to do. On the heavy advice of both Jack and Janet, I hadn't brought anything work related home, and now I was hating that decision. What was I supposed to do for two hours?
Janet however, had the solution.
"We've got a surprise." Cassie shrieked. The teenage alien had never been to a wedding before, and her excitment levles were hitting the roof.
"What kind of surprise?" I asked suspiciously.
"A good one." Janet reasured me, leading me outside. And there, standing in the middle of the lawn, was my father. I didn't think as I flung myself into his arms. I hadn't seen him since getting word of the Goa'uld attacks, knowing that he and the rest of the Tok'ra were busy doing their best to slow the Goa'uld down as much as possible. But by some miracle he'd managed to get away.
"What, you think I'd miss my own daughters wedding?" he asked with a laugh when I asked him about it.
"But how dad?"
Jacob Cater shrugged, "I bascially threatened to leave for good if I couldn't get back. I wasn't going to miss this for any galaxy Sam."
I beemed with pride, and suddenly the day did seem perfect. After making sure Dad would 'give me away', I sent him off with Janet to go and meet Guy. Guy had often asked about my parents, and although he knew my mother was dead, Dad had been very hazy to him. I'd done it on purpose of course, the thought that the two of them my never meet had always been sitting in the back of my mind, but it didn't matter now. A retired General serving in Asia as foreign relations wasn't that hard to believe, and dad accepted it too, after a chuckle.
After dad left, Cassie and I were left to ourselves, so I challenged her to a game of chess. Unfortunatly for both of us, our minds were everywhere but the chess board.
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:Jack:
The meeting between Jacob and Guy went a little more strained then I'd expected. Janet had let me in on her little secret earlier in the week, so I made sure I was there to greet Jacob, saving Guy from meeting a total stranger on his lawn. As I indroduced the two, Jacob seemed to judge Guy on the first five seconds of their meeting, which was tough on Guy, who was trying to get over his shock. Carter's father was the last person on the earth he expected to show up. But it ended with Jacob calmly telling Guy he would be hounered to have him as a son-in-law, then walking off to go and change, while Guy stood on the lawn, still looking bewildered.
The next two hours dragged by. We got too the small garden where they had chosen too have their wedding with half an hour to spare, and I watched disinterested as the last of the flowers were aranged. It was quite pretty, with a small fountain gurgling in the background, and roses scattered everywhere. I wasn't sure how Guy had found this place, but Carter would love it.
And then it happened. One moment I was idly walking through the gardens, the next, I was standing next to Guy at the end of the ile as the bridle car came up. I hadn't let my self think about it all day, but suddenly I felt nervous. My heart was beating a hundred miles a minute in my throat, and the big empty spot in my chest was clentching itself into a tight ball, limiting my breathing. I glanced across at Guy, who looked paler then a ghost. His fists kept clenching and unclenching, almost in time with my pulse. His eyes were glued on the archway that lead off too the road, where the car sat, just out of view.
The music started, and Guy let out a sound, something that I'd never heard before, almost as if the anxiety inside of him couldn't be contained and needed an escape, chooseing his mouth.
Guy's small cousin was first through the archway, a basket of flowers in her hands. The small girl beamed as she scattered them across the walkway. Following her was Cassie, and I managed to stop and think of how beautiful she looked. Cassie was almost like a daughter to me, and my heart swelled with pride at the young woman she'd become. Janet was next, and again I wondered at how beautiful these woman, who I saw nearly ever single day of my life, could be.
And then there was Sam. My breath got caught in my throat as the vision of a goddess walked through the archway. I couldn't breathe as I stared at her, her white dress shimmering in the sunlight. I couldn't move, couldn't think, I was compleatly taken away by her. She walked slowly up the isle, her father by her side and her eyes locked on Guy, who, like me, was transfixed by her. Her dress fit so perfectly, hugging her body in all the right places. It was hard to imagine a woman who wore military fatigues nearly 24/7 in this sort of splender, but there she was. Guy had suddenly become the most envied man in the room as Sam stopped in front of him. As they turned towards the minister, Sam spared a glance for me, but I couldn't give her any sort of reaction. The same dumb expresion was on my face that I'd had since I'd first seen her.
She suddenly looked concerned, and I manged, finally, to offer a smile of encouragment. By that time however, Sam had turned away from me, and had compleatly missed it.
The ceremony was short, thank goodness. I was starting to choke in my tux. Sam and Guy exchanged vows, and as Guy slowly lifted her vile, she glanced at me again. She was smiling, small tears of happiness running down her cheeks. She was so beautiful. This time she saw my smile, but not even I could say if it was one of happiness. As they sealed their marriage with a kiss, I suddenly felt a hole inside my stomach. A deep ache that I was loosing something.... something that wasn't mine, but that had always been open to me. Something that now, I knew I could never had.
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I can't stress this enough people, I AM A SAM AND JACK SHIPPER! Don't forget that okay! It's vital you keep it in mind... *g* You have NO idea how hard that was to write! Sam getting married so some other person is NOT my idea of a fun afternoon! But, it had to happen.... SORRY!
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