A/N: Well, here it is! Another chapter completed for your reading pleasure. I'm sorry that it's been so long since I've updated, but school just got out yesterday and you know how finals can get. I know that this chapter is short, but Bertha is thinking that this will only go to Elise's first day of work at the SGC. If you have ANY ideas whatsoever about what you want to happen in the next chapters, PLEASE REVIEW! Come to think of it, please review anyway.

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Sam hugged her daughter again, "Well, it's getting really late and we're going to have a long day tomorrow. Where are you staying again?"

Elise smiled at her mother's worrying, "I rented a suit at the Holiday Inn down the road."

Sam shook her head adamantly, "No way! I will not have my daughter staying at a hotel when I'm perfectly capable of housing her. You will stay here!"

Elise started giggling uncontrollably.

Sam looked at her as if her daughter had grown a second head, "What?"

The younger woman shook her head, "I don't know! It just seems like something I would say is all."

Sam started giggling also, "Come on, I'll show you the guest room."

Sam Carter awoke the next morning to the sound of her phone ringing. She hoped the sound would just disappear, but when it didn't she finally picked up the blasted piece of technology.

"Carter," she answered groggily.

"Sam? It's me, Jack. I just wanted to know what time you wanted the three of us over there for the drive over to Elise's store."

"Umm, around 1000 hundred hours."

"We'll be there."

Sam hung up the phone and sighed as she looked at the clock. It was 0730 hours and Elise and she hadn't gotten to bed until almost 0200 hundred hours.

The smell of coffee and eggs slowly made its way into Sam's bedroom and engulfed her in the need to get up and eat.

When she reached her kitchen, she found Elise sipping a cup of steaming coffee while an unknown man cooked at her stove. The young woman saw the look of confusion on her mother's face and smiled warmly, "Mom, this is Alberto, my bodyguard, chief, councilor and masseuse. Since I can't cook, I called him over to make breakfast."

Sam was giggling uncontrollably inside, "How did you know that I wouldn't make breakfast?"

This time Elise smiled sheepishly, "I did a little Intel gathering."

"How?"

"I called Jack last night before I went to bed and asked him if you could cook?"

"And what did he say?"

"That the one thing you couldn't do was cook, and that if I told you that it was him that told me and you were mad, he was going to blame it all on Daniel."

At this Sam's giggling turned into full-blown laughter that caused Alberto (stereotypical Italian man – just with really big muscles) to jump.

He started cursing in fluent Italian as he fixed whatever it was that had dropped.

"Alberto only speaks Italian, Mom. Your laughter took him by surprise," Elise explained as her mother looked at the man in confusion. Elise said something in Italian to Alberto and he responded. She turned back to her mother, "He said that breakfast will be ready in about twenty minutes. You should go take a shower and get dressed. Oh, by the way, what time are Daniel, Teal'c and Jack meeting us?"

"I told them ten o'clock."

"Perfect. We should get to the store at about twelve thirty, and then we will have all afternoon to spend together. Now, go shower."