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Previously on Stargate SG-1
Jack and Sam bolted from the room followed by their companions.
General Hammond chuckled and headed into his office and pressed a number. "Mr. President? I have to ask a favor..."
And now the continuation...
He put the phone and rubbed his hands with glee.
Sam ignored the curious glances thrown at her as she hurried to her lab. Flicking on her light, she got to work immediately.
"Carter?"
She started. Her CO was sitting in the corner studying her. "Sir?"
"I wanted to apologize about what happened-"
"Don't sir, it was wonder-" She stopped and looked around.
"You remember." He more stated then asked.
She blushed and barely nodded.
"Me too."
"Really?" She squeaked.
"Yeah."
General Hammond practically danced into the gate room. "Sergeant, please have everyone assemble in the gate room."
Walter looked startled but began to give the order.
"Carter, did you lie to-"
"You did too!"
"I-"
"Everyone assemble in the control room, this is not a drill, I repeat, this is NOT a drill!"
They looked at each other and ran.
"I'm sure you are wondering why I've called you here."
Everyone nodded.
"Do to the nature of the Stargate Program, the President has decided that regulations concerning other officers..." he paused "will not longer apply to the SGC. Dismissed."
Everyone automatically turned to look at Jack and Sam.
"What?" they asked simultaneously
They continued to stare.
"Oh for cryin' out loud," he muttered.
"Jack?"
"Samantha Carter, will you marry me?"
"Colonel?"
"What?"
Sam stared at him. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"No, I'm not."
"You're not?"
"Just say the damn yes."
She jumped a bit. "Right, yes, I'd love to marry you."
He smiled. "Good, and if ya'll would excuse me," He said scooping Carter up ignoring her squeak of surprise. "I have somewhere to be."
He carried her to her lab then sat her down. They grinned at each other.
"Think we gave the gossip mill something new to chew on?"
"I think we did."
"When do you think Hammond will announce it's the April Fools Day joke?"
Sam sat up. "Oh my god."
"What?"
"He's serious."
"WHAT?"
She clapped her hand over her mouth. "The rumor mill!"
"We are never going to live this down," He moaned.
She shook her head.
"How do you know it not the April Fool joke?" He asked suddenly.
"You'll find out when SG-9 returns."
"Tell me."
"No."
He began tickling her mercilessly.
"Okay, okay, okay" She screamed. "They are going to throw bags and bags of candy through before they enter… and bombard the gate room with snowballs."
"It wil; be frozen though. The candy, I mean."
She jabbed him hard. "You'll be okay."
"Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"I was serious."
" 'bout what?"
"I do want to marry you."
She sat up. "What?"
"I do, I wasn't joking."
She suddenly felt his forehead. "You feel okay," She said dubiously.
He grabbed her hand. "I'm serious."
"Jack, this isn't funny."
He kissed her. Hard.
She pulled away. "Wow."
"Yeah."
"This is going to take time," Sam said.
"Why?"
"You have to ask my dad."
"Oww!"
"That had better be a joke, O'Neill!"
"I'm not laughing."
Jacob released him. "You retiring?"
"No."
Jacob's glowed.
"Frat rules have changed," He said hastily.
Jacob stared at him incredulously. "I've had Sam tell me better stories then that when she was two."
"It's true!"
"Prove it."
"I can't."
"HA!"
"Dad?"
Jacob froze as Jack stood up and dusted himself off.
"Dad, where are you?"
"In here, Sam."
She appeared at the door. "Finally! You come to visit and the first thing you do is wandering off to talk to Ja-er the Colonel."
"I hear the frat rules are gone," Jacob began trying to sound casual.
"Yes, Daddy, isn't it wonderful?"
Jacob stared at his daughter. She was being so.. sweet... not that she wasn't a sweet person, but DADDY? she hadn't called him that since she was 15. "Okay, what do you want?"
"You to say yes"
"To what?"
"Jack."
He sighed. "Sam, you could marry the President of the United States!"
"I don't want him, I want Jack," She paused. "Besides, he's married."
"What?" Jacob and Jack said outraged. "I'm not!" Jack protested, after seeing the scary glance Jacob threw at him.
"I meant the President."
"Oh."
"Dad?"
He sighed again. "Okay, but Jack, if you-"
"NO!" Sam cut in. "Come on, Dad, I'll buy you a large cappuccino," she said threading her arm through his and dragging him to the elevator.
Jack just shook his head. "That's Sam."
"Dad!"
"Sam, of all the guys, why a man who is 15 years older then you?"
She shrugged. "I love him, Dad."
"I suppose I have to pay for the wedding."
She shrugged.
He threw he his debit card. "8755."
"Your PIN?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks, Dad." She said giving him a quick hug
"Sam?"
Sam looked up. "Pete?"
"Hey, how ya doing?"
"What are you doing in Colorado Springs?" She asked.
"Is this your father?" he asked, turning to face Jacob.
"Yes," She said. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm glad to meet you, sir," He said holding out his hand. "I've heard a lot about you."
"And I not a single thing about you," Jacob replied, barely shaking the mans hand.
Pete forced a smile. "I thought you lived 'off-world?'"
"I do," He said after looking at Sam who gave him a slight nod.
"So what brings you to town"
Jacob looked over at his daughter then back. "Celebrating my daughters engagement."
Pete swallowed hard. "So, you're getting married?"
"Yes."
"To whom?"
"A man at my work."
"That Daniel guy?"
"NO!"
"O'Neill?"
She stared at him. "It's actually none of your business, but yes, it is Jack O'Neill."
A look of pain flashed across his face but he quickly regained control of his expression. "Congratulations."
"Thanks."
His pager went off. "Uh, I have to get back to my office, see you later Sam."
"Bye Pete," She said softly.
He touched her shoulder then hurried off.
"DAD!" she scolded as soon as he was out of hearing distance. "You shouldn't have done it."
"He deserved it."
"That was cruel."
"I thought it was funny."
"To hurt someone."
"No, to stop an idiot from making eyes at my daughter."
Her cell phone rang. She pulled it out and answered it. "Carter." She nodded. "Yes, sir, as soon as I can." she hung up. "The computer system isn't allowing the iris to close."
"Ok, let's go,"
"Will you pay, Dad?" She asked tossing him a 10. He nodded and left. She headed out to the car.
Pete was about to leave when he saw Sam hurry out to her gray Volvo. He walked over. "Sam?"
"Pete?"
"I just wanted to wish you good luck."
She scrutinized him carefully then nodded. "Thank you."
"And if you ever need to talk, you know my number."
She gave him a quick hug. "Have a good life."
"You too."
"Ready, Sam?" Her dad called.
Sam gave him an apologetic smile and left.
He sighed. There went his hopes and dreams.
"There, sir."
General Hammond looked extremely relieved to have control of the system again.
"Dismissed."
"Carter!"
"Hey, sir."
"How'd the talk go?"
"Okay, until Pete came over."
"Pete?"
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