N/A : Thanks so much for the great reviews. I would like to thank especially froggy, Ilovesg1, and bookworm. Bookworm, thanks for taking your time out your studies for your final exams to read my stories, and thanks for the compliment. I'm blushing (which is wierd because I'm african american.) A note concerning the next chapter, called 'The wedding Dress' It's an actual dress designed by Belini and if you want to get a good look at it, please let me know in your reviews, and I will email you the dress. Anyway, again thank you again, and now on with the show.

Chapter Four

(The in-laws)

Ding Dong.

Jack looked up from the television watching (of course the Simpsons). Sam was in the bathroom taking a quick shower, before she had to go and meet Janet for their Bridal shopping trip. He paused the dvd that he had on, and went to the door. He looked out of the peep hole, and turned an unnatural shade of white.

Ding Dong.

Sam walked into the living room, and saw the look of terror on her Fiancée's face. He looked like he was about to go to war. And that look was never a good look to have when he was in civilian waters. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him.

"What's going..." he put his finger to her mouth motioning for her to be quiet. She glared him. He was up to something. And why wasn't he opening the door to see who it was?

Ding Dong.

"I know that you're here Jonathan James O'Neill, so open up the door." Jack groaned. She used the full name on him. Damn, he knew he should have called her, but being the commander and chief of the SGC made him a busy person. And he still didn't tell her about Sam, which meant only one thing... He just entered hell.

"You better open this door right now, young man." He looked at Sam who was waiting for an explanation. This was all he needed. His fiancée and that mad woman outside the door both mad at him. Women were going to be the death of them. He took a deep breath and prayed for absolution.

"JOHN!" He opened the door, saw a tall skinny woman who was glowering in anger. Her salt and pepper hair put in a classic chignon, wearing a black and white Chanel suit. Sam blinked, if this who she thought this was, she was in deep shit. The woman gave one last ice glare, and then her eyes swept over Sam, who wearing a bright blue twinset, matching silk skirt, and mules. "Oh, I'm sorry..." The woman blushed. Jack tore his gaze from the woman and looked at Sam and smiled. "No, that's okay, come in...Where's dad?" He opened the door wider inviting the woman in. The walked passed Jack, looking over the house that she had seen one time before. She took a seat on the couch. Waiting for the younger man to introduce them. " He'll be here later on tonight. He had a business meeting that was delayed. So John stop being rude, and introduce us..." He looked at her matching brown eyes and shuddered.

"Oh...Er... Samantha Carter, I would like for you to meet my mother, Maddie O'Neill." Sam shook her hand "Nice to meet you." The woman gazed over taking everything in about the younger woman and then looked to her son with a look of approval.

"So that's why you been too busy to meet your dear old mom." Jack blushed, and Sam inwardly chuckled. This was going to be interesting. Jack didn't speak of his family at all. So when she pictured Jack's mother, this woman didn't seem to fit the profile at all. She was so poised, a woman of high society. And Sam suddenly felt inadequate to this woman.

"So this is Sam. Hmm...very interesting." Of the five times since she seen him in the last eight years, he mentioned Sam only once. And she saw the look in his eyes when he said her name. It was the same look that she had saw in his father's eyes when they first met. Love. He was in love with her. And she could tell that something had changed, because the poor woman looked like she was about to bolt. Actually, Maddie approved of any one that could get her son smiling again. After Charlie, she noticed how much he cut him self from his family. How he tried to drink the pain away, and it personally pained her whenever she saw her child hurt so much.

Jack took the couch across from her and motioned Sam to sit down next to him.

"Mom, Sam is...well...Sam and I are getting Married." The woman stood straight up and looked to her son and her future daughter-in-law and smiled. After Charlie's death, and the divorce from Sarah, she had subtly hinted that it was time to move on. (by meaning of subtle, you mean her trying to set him up with her friend's daughters.) And he looked so happy, which in return made her happy. She got out of her chair and took turns hugging Jack & Sam individually.

"Well that's just like you to just get engaged, and not tell me." She glowered at him. And Sam had a look in his eyes, telling him that they were indeed going to talk about this later. Good lord, he was in trouble with his Mother and his future wife all in the same day. He felt like suddenly skipping off to the cabin in Minnesota.

"Sorry, I was going to tell you, It just happened to slip my mind..." Maddie just shook her head at her son.

"Well I'll forgive you if you take me to Papadora's in town, they have the most delightful Ravioli dish." He looked to Sam to see if was okay. She told him with her eyes that it was okay, and gave him a small smile. She couldn't be mad at Jack for long. One look at those puppy dog eyes and she was a goner.

"Okay, but we we'll wait for dad." Jack's mother shook her head in agreement. Maddie already knew that the moment that she was alone, that she would be on the phone telling his father everything so far. Sam shook her head. This was going to be an interesting night. She could kill Jack for not warning her about his mother. And now she had to cancel her shopping trip with Janet. Damn. Sam thought Maddie was nice enough. The older woman had a warmth to her that instantly endeared her to Sam, but she was soooo out her league.

"Look, I got to make reservations at Papadora's, so is it okay that I leave you two alone for a couple of minutes?"

The two women nodded their heads agreement. "Go on Jack." Jack went to his mother and kissed her on cheek, and went into the next room to make the phone to Papadora's. Sam, suddenly thought her tips of her shoes were very interesting.

"Sam?" Maddie called to her concern lacing her voice. Sam head jerked up, and looked up. Blue eyes, met brown and for a second they communicated to each without words. And for the first time since Maddie arrived on the scene, Sam felt that everything was going to be okay.

"Yes, Mrs. O 'Neill?" The woman chuckled at her. "Call me Maddie. Do you want see, something?" Sam blinked at her surprised. "Okay." The older woman pulled a large photo album out her considerably large tote bag that she carried with her. She patted the seat next to her and Sam docilely did what she directed. Maddie opened the album, and saw that she hit pay dirt. The motherload! This pictures, where...baby pictures! Sam looked at the one with obviously baby Jack in a tub splashing around, and she laughed out loud. I wonder if I can make copies of this!

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Two hours later, Jack, Sam and Maddie were sitting in the corner table looking out of the streets of Colorado Springs. The night seemed a little bit dimmed because the moon wasn't out tonight. And Jack was blushing quite frantically as his mother went through another child hood andote of his. The woman was driving him insane, but he quite missed his mother. She was an extraordinary woman. During WW II she had been a nurse, working to save men that had been mortally injured in Paris during the last fight against the Germans, She met his father Connor O'Neil at a local club called the La Rouge near the banks the selene. They had a whirlwind courtship and married three months later in St. Catherine's in Chicago. She later became a doctor at Chicago Memorial and his Father who was honorably discharged after the war opened a pub called Maddie's near the up east side which became an very large chain of bars that are opened throughout the country.

"Jack." He blinked and looked at his waiting mother. Sam patted him playfully on his arm. He was once again deep in his own thoughts. He had to learn to stop that or he would end up worse than having his favorite shirt burnt to shreds.

"I was just telling Samantha about..." Before she could finish her sentence an older man about seventy, walked over to the table and smiled. He was dressed in blue jeans, and a T-shirt that said "Prosaic, sometimes I feel like a nut... sometimes I don't." Sam was amazed, this man looked like an older version Jack, expect his eyes were green instead of brown.

"Hello Darling, I thought that was you." He came up to Maddie and kissed her on the cheek.

"Sam, I would like for to meet my husband Connor." Sam stood up and put her arm, in a attempt to shake his hand, but instead Connor smiled, and hugged instead. " So this is Sam, the mystery woman that my Maddie raved about. " She looked to Jack who sheepishly shrugged at him, who in turn glared at his mother who had a very smug look upon her face.

Connor took a seat right beside Maddie. And the foursome sat down in what seemed like an awkward silence. "So Jack, I hear from Maddie that you have something to tell me?"

Jack gulped but he was relieved by Sam who flashed an engagement ring across her face, saw the older man freeze like she had the power to freeze time, and gape at the ring. He knew that ring as sure as he knew anything else. It was his mother's engagement ring, a piece that he thought for sure that his father had lost, but it was here like a falling star.

"Omigod...you're getting married!" Connor said incredulously . Jack took one look at his father's face and laughed. He laughed so hard he thought he might spit out a lung. His mother slapped him across the head (playfully, of course) and tisk tisk him. Connor walked over to his son's fiancée and gave her a another tight bear hug, which Sam seemed to disappear beneath his arms.

After a couple of minutes of stares from the other patrons, Jack and Maddie finally suggested to Connor to let the girl go, and they sat back down at their table, the parents were obviously excited.

"So how did you two meet?" asked his father. Sam and Jack looked at each other nervously, but Maddie of course answered first.

"Sam is Jack's second in command." Replied Maddie dreamily. Maddie was always a closet romantic. So she loved the fact that they had an almost romance novel kinda romance. Aww...to be young again!

"Isn't that frown upon?" asked Connor. He was a little bit curious of this woman. She was so much younger than his son, but obviously she stole his heart. And was in the process of stealing his.

"It's a court Marshallable offense, but remember when I told that Gen. Hammond was retiring, Dad? Well he wanted me to take over for him in Washington. So Sam won't be my second in command come June."

"Okay, I understand that son, but isn't being with Sam now against the rules?"

"Well um-he took a sip of water---

"It is, but we got a some help from some connections of that Jack that help us bypass the regs." Added Sam.

"Oh, really? Like who?" asked Maddie suspiciously.

"The president?" suggested Jack mockingly. Connor took one look at his son's face and fell into bouts of jovial laughter, and Maddie threw her supper napkin at Jack.

"Yeah, right my Jack friends with the president of the United States." Laughed Maddie. Jack and Sam looked at each other. That was diffently too close for comfort. After the laughter died down, and they went through the third course, Maddie looked at the couple and smiled and then a brilliant Idea came to mind.

"Hey, Sam why don't we go shopping tomorrow?" asked Maddie. Sam smiled and took a sip of water. "Okay, I can introduce you to my maid of honor. Janet Frasier, she's a doctor just like you.

" Oh, really? I would love that Darling, but who said we're shopping in Denver. We'll be shopping in New York." At that moment Jack could swear that Sam choked on her white wine.