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Jennifer Greystone

Chapter Eight

(The Rehearsal Dinner)

Dr. Daniel Jackson has had it! Really he has, the SGC was full of the buzz of tomorrow's wedding. It was the social event of the decade... century even. Sam had taken time off before and after wedding. Teal'c and Daniel however was left with the constant nagging of people who two days before the wedding still wanted to get an invitation. Yeah right! So Teal'c had left him, and barricaded himself in his quarters, Daniel was hiding from Lt. Wilkens, who working like over time to be Daniel's date to the wedding, even though he already told her that he was going to with Janet.

So Daniel was happening to make a mad dash to the commissary, when he overheard a group of girls talking.

"Did you hear?" one loudly whispered.

"What?" asked another woman.

"The one about Jack and Sam." The others scoffed In unison at the short brown hair woman who was currently speaking.

"You're on the late show, my dear. You know they getting married in two days."

"No, Duh Sherlock. It's like the most talk about event here in the mountain. I was talking about the reason why they're in such a hurry to get married!"

"Why?"

"Well I heard from Sgt. Andrews, who heard it from Captain Skylar, who heard it from one of the SF's that they over heard Janet saying that Sam's is pregnant!"

The group collectively gasped.

"You're lying!" whispered one voice from the group.

"Nope."

"Omigod. It all fits you know..."

Daniel who rolled his eyes at the group. He knew better. Sam wasn't pregnant. She didn't show any signs of being pregnant...she wasn't throwing up, and the reason she was exhausted was because of the upcoming wedding. I mean I couldn't have missed the signs, right ? He gulped, maybe it was time for him to have a little discussion with his surrogate sister.

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Wednesday Morning Sam and Jack were at their wit's end! The Minster that was suppose to be their decided it was a good time to get overindulge on some Mexican food, and ended up in the hospital a three days before their wedding, because of food poisoning . So they went through every Minster, pastor, priest, and yes...even a priestess, and the couple ended up empty everytime. So when Wednesday came around, they were laying on the couch, spooned together. Sam who was exhausted from preparing the last minute plans, decided that she was going to lay on the couch and never get up again. Jack chuckled at her. The woman was amazing. She handled everything with such grace, and compassion. She wasn't screaming off people's heads like he assumed other brides did at their weddings . She was an absolute angel...his angel. He looked down on her and smiled. He loved being next to her, smiling her perfume, her wheat colored hair tickling his chin. He always wanted to be next to her, to be by her side. And in three days she would be his forever.

Then an idea came to his mind. He couldn't believe that he didn't think of it sooner! He had to make a phone call, but before he even had a chance to get off the couch, Sam moved mumbling something about a transistor. He had to smile at that, she always the scientist. Always the astrophysicist. He kissed her on her temple and carefully got climbed out the couch and made his much needed phone call.

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"ARE YOU READY YET?" yelled Jack from downstairs. He had been waiting for Sam for an hour, and she still hadn't made an appearance. What was taking her so long? They were going to be late for the rehearsal thingy.

"I'll be there in a second, Jack." Replied Sam her upstairs bedroom. He sat back down on the couch, and tried to catch the last minutes of the hockey game. He still didn't believe it, he was getting married tomorrow. It was still so very surreal. Like a dream. A dream that he dreamt a million times over the last nine years, but now that dream was very much a reality.

Abruptly, he heard the creak of the upstairs bedroom door open. He quickly flicked off the television, so he could hear her better. The house was quite, expect for the sounds of footsteps. And then she appeared looking like an angel in a tight strappy pale blue dress, that matched her eyes. Her hair instead of being spiky were curls, and he instantly knew that he had never wanted her as much as he wanted her at that moment.

"So what do you think?" she asked self consciously.

He got up out of the couch, and walked towards, then suddenly taking her in his arms, pressing his hard taut body against her. She felt his erect manhood pressed against her stomach, and she felt her insides flutter with excitement. She knew that they would be even more late if she gave into temptation.

"I think you...look...sexy as hell." He whispered in her ear.

"Jaaackkk, we going to be late." She whined. He chuckled in her ear, making her even more excited.

"Yeah..." he whispered. And then she did something totally unexpected. She shimmied out his arms, stole his keys, ran out the door--into his truck.

"Forcyinoutloud, Sam you're not driving my goddamn truck!" Sam winked at him, rolled down the window and said: " Then get a move on General, we don't want to disappoint our folks." She replied in a teasing tone.

He shook his head, sometimes that woman was downright evil.

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Garden of the gods was beautiful. The sun seemed to highlight every tree. Every shade of grass. Their family and friends were there standing idly, waiting for the happy couple. Maddie was laughing at something Jacob had said. Connor was in a huge conversation with Gen. Hammond, about his favorite airplanes, and what cars he liked to drive. Daniel was conversing with Jonas about the historical references of this particular park, and Cassie, Janet, Yasmine, & Teal'c were discussing the wedding. Mark, who had flew in yesterday was whispering at a frantic pace with his wife, Laura.

The kids were running around prancing, and jumping around. Trying to catch a beautiful butterfly who buzzing all around them.

"God, where are they?" whined Daniel.

"They are probably stuck in traffic or something." Replied Janet calmly.

'Or something else..." teased Cassie, wagging her eyebrows at her mother, who in returned playfully slapped her shoulder.

It was just then when footsteps were heard coming from the south. They turned around and saw Jack, and Sam climbing up the hill.

"It took you long enough!" said Maddie

Sam blushed looking at the ground, finding the blade of grass suddenly exciting. Jack just shrugged his shoulders, and lead Sam to the large group of family and friends. Who took turns shaking hands, and hugging the couple. Mark who was the last to do so, whispered in her ear. "I need to talk to you later." Sam blinked up at him. He was up to something. And she had a good guess as to what. Most of her friends and family had been happy for her, but Mark-- who wanted Sam with Pete was the least happy, and didn't bother to cover up his objections to her Marrying Jack. Before Sam could tell him that their will be no discussion, there was a loud cough, which systematically brought the rehearsal to order.

They turned around looking at the person who coughed.

"First of all I think Jack wants to make an announcement." Stated Gen. Hammond matter-of-factly. Jack looked a little sheepish at first, then he straight his spine up determinedly.

"As most of you guys know we had a little trouble with the Minster this week, so instead of Zach doing the wedding, I had asked Gen. Hammond to marry Sam & me instead." He looked at Sam who was completely shocked. Mainly because it was such a brilliant idea, and that she didn't think of it first.

"Is it okay, Sam?" he asked. And she gave him one of her 100-watt smiles in return. Beaming at her godfather, and boss.

"I would be an honor if you marry us, sir." She asked softly. The older man just laughed and hugged the younger woman. She had become such a fixture in his life, so had Jack and the guys...but she became like a extra daughter to him, and Jack was like the son he never had.

"No, it will be my honor." He whispered for her, as the others clapped. Endeared by the scene that played before them. After they broke the embrace, it was time to get to business or they were going to be late for their reservations at O'Malley's for the rehearsal dinner (which by the way most of the SGC personal that were off duty were coming to).

"Okay guys, let's get this show on the road."

And so every one got into position. Sam walked down the isle with her father on her arm. Beaming at him, and in Jack's mind he was imaging how she would look tomorrow in her (top secret wedding dress, which is hidden somewhere in her house) walking slowly down the same isle on her father's arm. For a second there he thought he was about to cry, but he hid it well. In Sam's eyes the same tears were threating to overflow on to her pale cheeks.

Gen. Hammond's words were spoken about love and marriage. A thought just hit him out no where. This was forever, she was going to be his forever, and like magic a big grin appeared on his face looking into his bride's blue eyes. This was okay. This was very, very okay.

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O'Malley was in true form that night. Every one was there, having a good time. Maddie was having a good time laughing at Connor, because he was entertaining the kids with Irish drinking songs. (Don't ask!) Gen. Hammond was talking with Daniel, Teal'c and Jack. Siler & Alissa and Felger & Chloe were talking adamantly about their assorted dating andotes. Ferretti and Janet scurried off to the parking lot to 'talk,' but Sam doubted it.

Although contrary to popular opinion, Daniel (who was Janet date by the way) didn't even think of Janet that way. And Janet thought about him as friend and nothing else. So she was free to do anything she like with the SGC's joke/ bet master. Which was admittedly weird choice for her. Every one knew that Ferretti couldn't stand Janet and visa versa, but you know that old saying about opposites attracts. At any rate every one was having a good time, especially Doreen and Allison-who were dancing to a loud oldies tune with their husband's Bob and Jerry.

So again everyone was having a good time, expect for Mark. Laura, who was in Sam's opinion a sweet woman was glowering at her husband. Personally she didn't like Pete. To her, he seemed almost too clingy. From her point of view, something wasn't right about their relationship from the beginning. Laura had seen the love in Sam's eyes when she had met her sister-in-law for the first time four years ago--when she had shown up on her doorstep with her father in law

Who seemed totally different from what Mark had described.

"Penny for your thoughts?" a voiced asked. Laura turned around and smiled at her father-in-law.

"Actually the way today is going you're going to need more than a penny for them." Replied Laura sardonically. Jacob nodded. It was about Mark. He would bet his life savings on it.

"Mark?"

"Yeah, how did you guess?" She was so tired of his attitude. He had been sullen, the one cloud over Sam's wedding. Laura was happy that Sam was so happy and in love. It was quite a change. Which made Laura even more appalled at Mark's behavior.

"I don't like it, I tried talking to him, but I have a fragile balance with him these days." She patted him on his shoulder, trying to comfort him. It was strange for her to see his family on such tether hooks. So dysfunctional. He knew it was mainly over Mark mother's death, but enough was enough.

"You know what I think it's time for me to speak to him." She said softly. Jacob knew that she was his last shot to reaching him. He knew very early that she was all grown up and she wasn't his little girl. He also knew that he couldn't choose her relationships. She was independent , furiously so. Just like her mother. Jacob could only hope that his son wouldn't ruin Sam's wedding, because he disapproved of Jack. If he did, he would never forgive him.

/Have Faith, Jacob. Have Faith/

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Jack sat at the front table with the woman he loved by his side. She was laughing at Daniel. He telling funny stories of old times past. Jack could hardly believe it had been ten years since he met Daniel, and nine years since they started the founding SG Team, SG-1. He could remember it like yesterday. And he had to admit those nine years being out there, saving the universe from snakeheads was the most fun and rewarding job he had ever had in his life. He loved it!

And it was something he missed this past year, being with them out there. And now he would never have the chance to be out there again. Yet he was very glad to give up in exchange for the woman who held his heart in the palm of her very lithe hand.

"Jack?" a voice whispered in his ear. He turned around and smiled at the object of his vivid thoughts.

"Yes?" he replied with a tone of huskiness lacing his original teasing tone. She immediately felt her pulse rise as voice changed. She couldn't wait intill her wedding night! She would be leaving him, to go to her lonely and cold hotel room. Times like she wished she threw out tradition, and went with elopement. Yet she knew her friends, and family would have her hide if she even considered it.

"Sam?" his voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Yeah, um...I think it's time to..."

Suddenly a loud clanking sound came from the table in the middle. The loud and noisy rehearsal dinner was now silent. Their attention was on a tall African American woman. If memory served Sam right, it was Celeste Jones, a civilian consultant on security protocols for the base. Sam herself had befriended her after her first year at the SGC, she was always nice and bubbly. Something that Jack had teased the woman for more than enough times.

"I'm sorry to disturb your dinner, but I wanted to say something. And I also wanted to give a toast." She said in her smooth voice.

Jack's eyebrows flicked up in surprise.

" In many ways I have never seen a couple go through as much as Jack & Sam have been through. They have literally went through hell & back together, but their love grew strong as ever. They both tried to kill the love or ignore it but instead of their love fading away it cultivated... stronger still. Like others in this room, I have watched, and prayed that they would get their Crap together, but alas they are stubborn-the audience laughed at that-- and they put their team before their own feelings. And I was giving up hope on those two intill I heard that they were getting married. So I'll get to the point...I have never been as proud of Jack & Sam as I am at this moment. I hope you have as much happiness as you can hold in your hand, because God knows that you two deserve it-She lifted up her glass-- To the bride and groom!

'TO THE BRIDE AND GROOM!' shouted back the crowd as they toasted to the happy couple.

Sam's eyes was shedding silent tears. She knew that some people supported her and Jack's relationship, but to hear this...it was too much. She felt the love in this room. And it was getting to her. Sam gave a watery smile to Celeste, as she got out of her seat and hugged her friend. "Thank you so much." She whispered. Celeste who was also on the verge of crying whispered. "You're very welcome."

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Mark was sitting in the Corner of the restaurant, brooding. He didn't understand Sam's choice in men. Jack was nice enough, he guessed. The man in question hasn't been anything but nice to him. Yet admittedly Mark had been a asshole to the guy. Laura, & his father was not talking to him because of it.

Pete was so much better for her. He absolutely loved her. Worshipped the ground she walked on. He made her laugh. He made her smile. They would of made a great life together. Instantly something began to click for him. Something that he didn't get a chance to see. Or he was too absorbed in his own troubles to see. A lot of Pete's characteristics, were very similar he seen in Jack. Didn't Celeste say that they had been in love for a long time? Could she really tired to replace one man for the other?

"Hey stranger." A familiar voice called to him. He turned around and saw his sister standing before him. The light seemed to frame her wheat colored hair like a halo. And suddenly he was reminded of his mother. Times like this was a very hard reminder that she wasn't here with him or his family.

"Hey sis." He said in a very small voice.

"So you wanted to talk to me earlier about...?" she asked suspiciously. She already knew what this was about, but she was going to make a stand. Jack wasn't going anywhere if she could help it, and Mark would just have to get used to it.

"Um...I wanted to tell you...Er..." he stuttered. He didn't know what to tell her. He was completely confused. He was Pete's friend. And shouldn't he be upset about their break up on his behalf? Or should he be a big brother first, and want her happiness. He looked at his father talking and laughing with his wife by his side. And then he looked into his sister's matching blue eyes. What would mom do if she was here?

"Mark?"

" I wanted to tell you that I'm glad that you're happy." He replied softly. Sam's eyes shot up in surprise. She wasn't expecting this from him. Frankly she was expectantly something quite different maybe around lines of 'Jack's no good for you...or What about Pete?' Yet didn't.

"Why the sudden change?"

He got up from his chair and embraced her in a tight hug. "Because Mom would want you to be happy, and so should I." He said as tears were falling down on his cheeks. This was the greatest wedding gift of all. To have all of her family happy for her, and together. And even though her mother couldn't be there to see her walk down the isle, in a way she gave her one last gift. Sam would be forever thankful.

Jacob, and Laura looked over the scene and smiled over their glasses of wine. "About Time." Said in unison. They looked at each other and laughed. Jack stopped his conversation with Daniel. Who was telling him how Jack fell in a pit of mud on one of their many mission to Alissa who was laughing so hard that she had almost spit her wine out her nose. I wonder what that was about?