Titles: Wishes
Plot summary: It's Cassie's birthday... and lots of wishes are floating around!
Rating: K, K+. T is for safety.
Pairings: This is a Sam/Jack fic… it's is also my first Daniel/Janet romance… as a general rule, I'm not really 'for' them together but I'm not against it. I hope you like it!
Okay, disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1, the characters, or anything connected with it besides the few bits of merchandise that belong to me.
A/N: This is a oneshot with an epilouge. It's been beta'd and slightly rewritten; also, chapter two was combined with this.
Enjoy! (Hopefully...)
"NO FAIR, DANIEL!" the shout rang across the gym, causing several people to look over at the teenage girl and her older opponent who was openly laughing at her as he bounced the bright orange ball.
"Tough, Cass," the archeologist called, running and shooting- he scored. The young girl stuck her tongue out at him.
"Very mature."
She shrugged and stole the ball – it was a perfect shot. She tossed her red hair back and did a victory dance, ignoring her 'uncle's' groan. Giving him a wicked grin, she said, "Looks like I'll be getting to go after all."
Daniel shook his head vigorously. "I think not, Miss Fraiser."
They had made a pact. If Daniel won the game; she wouldn't go to a party her mother was dead set against her going. If she won, Daniel would have to try to persuade Janet to let her go.
He made a hoop. "Ha!" he crowed, "7-7."
She rolled her eyes. "Big deal." She held out her hands for the ball.
The two of them continued to play but the result was Daniel winning: 12-10.
She scowled as she wiped the sweat off her brow. "This isn't fair, Daniel," she muttered, "I wanted to go."
He shrugged unsympathetically, "Well it's good that I won, because there is no way your mom was going to let you go."
She sighed dramatically. "I'm seventeen! I'm not a baby."
"Your birthday was today."
"So?"
"Cassandra Fraiser, you'll be the death of me," he moaned.
She grinned. "But what a way to go!" she said laughingly as they exited the gym.
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"Janet?"
Dr. Janet Fraiser swung around, clipboard in her hand; she watched the archeologist approach. "Hey," she said, a questioning look on her face, "do you need something?"
He grinned at her, not surprised she hadn't kept track of time. "Cassie is ready to go."
Janet looked down at her watch. Her eyes widened. "Oh my goodness," she cried. "I didn't know it was so late!"
He grinned at her and she couldn't help but smile back. "So where we going?" she asked, picking up her purse and slipping off her white coat.
"Cassie wants Chinese food."
She laughed and shook her head ruefully. "Why does that not surprise me?" she muttered, heading out the door followed by Daniel.
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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"
Cassie gave a mock bow. "Thank you! Thank you very much!" she called, smoothing a giggle.
Jack rolled his eyes. "Open the presents," he begged, "mine first!"
She reached over and picked up his present- a thin box wrapped in bright pink paper. "It's not something to do with the Simpson's, is it?" she asked suspiciously. She shook it.
He frowned at her. "Just open it, will ya?"
Her eyes widened as she caught sight of what was in side. "Thank you, Jack!" she cried, hugging him. She showed the gift certificates to everyone. "A hundred dollars to 'The Gap' and fifty for Macy's," she said with a grin.
Janet eyed her daughter. "That does not mean you can skip school tomorrow to go shopping, young lady," she warned.
Cassie rolled her eyes. "Yes, mom." She looked up. "Who's next?"
"It is I," Teal'c said, perking up, "You are most difficult to shop for." He commented, handing her a big package wrapped in blue metallic paper.
She tore the paper off and gasped. "Oh, Teal'c." There was bottle of her favorite perfume, a bottle of bubble bath, a CD she had been dying to get, and a silver charm bracelet. She reached over and hugged him. "You're the best," she whispered.
"Hey, I heard that," Jack protested.
"Next?" called Cassie.
"Um, it's me, I know it's not much," Daniel said shyly handing her a gift bag. 'But Janet said you liked the show…"
She opened it. "I love this show," she cried, pulling out the Joan of Arcadia season. She looked inside again. "And donut holes!" She sighed. "Sometimes I just love you, Daniel!"
He blushed.
Carter handed her two gift bags. "One's from me, the other one is from General Hammond and some other guys there."
Cassie opened the 'guys' bag first. There was an envelope inside. She opened it and tens and twenties fell out. She counted them quickly. "Mom, there's a hundred and seventy dollars here!" she said shocked.
Janet gave her a big smile. "You's rich baby," she said with a fake southern accent.
"No prisms at this party," Carter added, referring to the present Cassie had received years ago from her boyfriend. Cassie blushed and opened Carter's bag. "Oh my gosh, Sam, this is so cute!" She gushed, pulling out the t-shirt. "Thank you!" she cried reaching over and hugging her.
"There's more."
"Oh," she dug back into the bag. There was a pair of shorts, a mini skirt, some flip-flops, a light jacket and a silver necklace that matched Teal'c bracelet.
"Whoa, Carter, you must have shopped all day." Jack said, eyeing the pile of clothing.
"It took us an hour, O'Neill," Teal'c answered him with a broad smile, "Major Carter was kind enough to accompany me."
"Hey!" Daniel and Jack protested turning to Carter "You wouldn't help me!" Jack said sulkily. Daniel shot her a glare.
She gave them a sweet smile. "Teal'c offered me coffee at 7:00 in the morning, four days ago. I couldn't pass that up."
"Anymore?" Cassie broke in.
Janet handed her a small box. Cassie looked quizzical. "It's not like a wedding ring, is it? I'm not going to find out that you've arranged a marriage for me to some wacky alien guy, right?"
Janet shook her head in mock disbelief. "Just open the stupid box," she hissed.
She slowly pulled off the paper "Oh, it's a box! Thanks mom! It's very pretty!" she said, examining the small velvet box. "Only… no, I won't marry you."
"Cassie. Open. It. Now." Janet said, gritting her teeth. "Now, now."
"Sorry, mom," she said sweetly, slowly opening the lid. Her jaw dropped. "NO WAY!" she screamed rushing over to Janet. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"Cassie, air, please," she rasped.
"Oh, sorry," she said, releasing her hold on her and cradling the object she had received in the box.
"Wanna show us what you got?" Jack begged.
She held up a set of keys and grinned. "Mom's old car!"
"Sweet," he commented.
She laughed. "Let's go, people."
"Uh Cassie," Janet began, "wait a second."
"What?" she asked, spinning around and looking quizzically at her mother.
Janet pointed to Cassie's untouched plate of food. She quickly sat back down. "I'm famished."
Daniel and Jack tried to stifle a laugh- unsuccessfully.
"What?" she asked, her mouth full with food.
"Nothing," Jack answered innocently.
She glared at him. The teenager ate steadily for a few minutes then dropped her fork. "Okay, I'm done, let's go!" she headed towards the entrance, leaving Teal'c to gather the gifts loaded with gifts.
"Okay, Janet, why did you buy her a car?" Jack mumbled, following her.
Carter grinned at Janet. "This could be fun."
"Who wants to sit in front?" Cassie asked gaily as they gathered around the gray Toyota.
They all looked at each other. Smiled. And stepped back.
"I will sit next to you, Cassandra Fraiser," Teal'c said, getting in.
"One of us has to stay behind," Janet murmured, "we're one too many."
"I will," the three human members of SG-1 volunteered.
Cassie poked her head out the window. "You guys, I'm not a bad driver," she said, half jokingly, half seriously.
Carter and Jack exchanged glances before reluctantly got in.
Janet and Daniel looked at each other, both silently allowing the other to get in.
"Mom, how about I pick you and Daniel up later?" Cassie suggested, starting the car.
"Cassie," Janet said warningly, knowing full well what her daughter was thinking, "Cass-"
Cassie grinned and pulled away from the curb. "Bye, mom! Bye, Daniel!" she called, taking off.
"CASSANDRA FRAISER," Janet yelled- but it was too late. She had already reached the stoplight and was turning right. She turned back to Daniel. "I'm so sorry," she apologized, "she's been almost impossible to manage these past few weeks."
"Don't be," Daniel said with a smile.
She sighed. "There's a Starbucks down there."
He grinned. "Now you're talking."
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Thirty minutes later…
Cassandra Fraiser entered the busy coffee shop, trying to spot her mother. She had decided to linger around her house, giving the doctor and archeologist more time together… before realizing that they could both be having an incredibly awkward time. Heading towards the back, she smiled when she was the two of them, sitting across from each other, talking passionately about something and laughing often.
"Ready to go home?" she asked casually, stopping behind her mother.
Janet started- she hadn't heard Cassie come up. "Yeah." She stood up and gathered up her purse and coffee. "What'd you do with the Colonel and Sam?"
"Dropped them off at the house with strict instructions to Sam to not let Jack have any cake until we get there."
Janet laughed and headed out to the car followed by daughter and friend.
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"Sir."
"C'mon Carter, just a tenny wenny piece?"
"No."
"CARTER!"
Sam smiled smugly from her seat on the counter. In her arms, the cake box was clutched tightly.
"You're going to break it."
"Am not."
"Are too," he insisted.
"Sir, the answer is no."
He fell to his knees. "Carter, please," he begged.
The side door opened. "Jack, what are you doing?" Daniel asked curiously. Jack was on his knees and Sam was on the counter shaking with laughter.
Jack got up and dusted off his jeans. "Nothing," he said innocently. "Cake anyone?"
Carter lost it and the cake went flying, caught by Teal'c just before it hit the ground. "Thanks, Teal'c," she gasped.
'What's so funny?" Cassie asked, dropping her gifts on the table.
Carter shook her head. "Nothing."
"Okay… let's light the candles." Janet rummaged through a cabinet for matches. She carefully lit the candles on the slightly squished cake. Soon, seventeen little flames flickered.
"Make a wish," Jack ordered. "I-"
"That's for babies," Cassie objected.
"Is not."
"Is too."
"Is not."
"IS TO!"
"IS NOT!"
Cassie started to retort then stopped. "Okay, fine," she grumbled.
Carter grinned. "Okay… one, two, three…"
"Happy Birthday to you,"
"Happy Birthday to you."
"Happy Birthday dear Cassie,"
"Happy Birthday to you!"
"Blow out the candles," Jack directed.
Cassie closed her eyes and made a wish. And with one breath, she blew them all out.
"What'd you wish for?" Jack asked.
She smiled. "Nothing…" she whispered.
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