John Doe

Chapter Twenty- Five

Disclaimer: Yeah- I wish they belonged to me. But, since I don't get everything I wish for, they're not. Darn, life is so unfair.

A/N: Yeah, I don't see Jack having a problem with giving up bachelor life for Sam either- which is why he did :)

A/N/2: Yeah, I know Star Wars is mentioned very briefly down here... If I did something wrong with it, sorry- I've never seen any of the Star Wars movies.

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"Alright," Daniel said, setting down a large box in the middle of Jack's living room. "That's the last one."

"The last one?" Sam echoed. "Really?"

The young archeologist nodded, "There's nothing left in Jack's truck."

"You did sell a lot of stuff, Sam." Jack pointed out, surveying the boxes that cluttered his living room. "And, this isn't exactly a small amount of boxes."

"I just thought I had more things than this," she said with a sigh.

"You do," he assured her. "But, most of it is in your office at the SGC."

"True," she looked over at Daniel and Teal'c, "Thank you guys for helping me move."

"No problem," Daniel informed her. "We were only in it for the steaks anyway."

"Indeed," Teal'c said with a look that told her otherwise.

"So," Daniel inquired, taking a seat on the sofa, "what did your dad say when you told him you were selling the house?"

She shrugged, "He just reminded me to make sure I got a good price for it."

"Oh," he replied. "Well, how much did you get for it?"

"A real-estate agency bought it from me for 145,00." she sat down on the sofa next to him and sighed. "I really didn't have the time to deal with selling a house."

"That's true." Daniel looked over at Jack, "Well...? You gonna get started on my dinner or what?"

Jack shrugged, "Whatever the or what is."

"That would be my dinner," Sam said with a grin.

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Forty-five minutes later, SG-1, along with it's former CO, General O'Neill, were sitting at the dining-room table of said general's home. It was still too cold to do much of anything outside, let alone eat on the beck deck, so for now the table would have to do. It was nearing 1800 hours, and somehow Sam had conned both Daniel and Teal'c into staying and helping her unpack. Jack was still oblivious as to how she had done so, but she did have a way with people.

So, after they finished dinner they all crammed back into the living room which was full with boxes and began to search through them. Luckily for Sam, Jack's house was a three-bedroom. A master bedroom- which she and Jack would share, and two guest rooms- each with a double bed and dresser. What Sam had come up with was simple, move the bed from the smallest guest bedroom into the bigger one, the dresser into the master bedroom for her, and clear out all the odd's and end's in the small guest bed- then she could have an at-home office. Which, Jack didn't have any objections to- as long as it got her away from work more often. He was way past annoyed with ordering her off the base.

While Teal'c and Jack moved the furniture around Sam and Daniel worked on figuring out which box went where. By the time that they came back into the living room there were three piles, two fairly large, and one not so much. The largest were the boxes that needed to be moved to her office, the second largest held her clothes and other things which needed to be brought into the bedroom/ conjoining bathroom, and the last held the few cooking utensils that she owned. It seemed to her that Jack didn't really have much to cook with, so instead of selling hers like she had done with most of her belongings she brought them with her.

She didn't feel like continuing to unpack after they had moved every box into its respected room, so they all sat down in front of the TV and watched a movie. It was Teal'c's night to pick- his choice was, of course, the Star Wars trilogy. But, since it was already after 2000 hours they only watched the first two, then Daniel went home, taking Teal'c with him rather than driving him all the way back to the base.

"Well," Sam sighed as Daniel's CR-V drove out of sight. "What now?"

Jack smiled suggestively, "Oh... I can think of a few things."

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5 weeks later:

Sam was waken by a small, unrecognizable sound in her ear, and then tiny but sharp teeth began to chew on said ear. Pulling away, now fully awake, she turned quickly, and her eyes fell upon the reason she was awake.

There, sitting on her bed, was a gray and white puppy. Her best guess was that it was a Husky puppy. She didn't know who it belonged to or how it got into her house, but she fell in love with it instantly. It's big, blue eyes stared at her happily and it's pink tongue was hanging out of it's mouth. "Hi..." she greeted the small animal. "Who do you belong to?"

The puppy barked in response, then hopped over to her. She picked it up and examined it more closely.

"Oh, so you're a girl, then." she told the puppy, who once again barked, and gave her hand a sloppy lick. Obviously she agreed with Sam's assessment.

Sam picked the small pup up, "Let's go find your owner, then." She slid out from under the bed and out of the bedroom. When she reached the living room she was surprised to find it empty. The same thing with the kitchen. In fact, after searching the whole house she had yet to find Jack, or the puppy's owner. When she was done looking through the house she decided that the backyard would be the next best place to look. It turned out, that's where she should have looked in the first place. Because, once she opened the backdoor, a large, gray and white Husky came running towards her. She assumed that's where the small pup that she held in her arms had come from.

"Hey," she greeted the large dog with a smile and a pat on the head. "Are you this little one's mom?"

The larger dog's tail wagged and she (or he- Sam was confidant that it was a she, though) stuck her nose into Sam's palm. By that time Jack had noticed that Sam was awake and had ventured outside. He got up from his chair and made his way over to her. As she noticed Jack she also noticed the teenager that was sitting in his backyard, surrounded by different colored Husky puppies.

So, that's where the little rascal who had woken her up came from.

The puppy barked, as if she had known that she was being thought of. She was cute, Sam had to admit. Very cute, indeed.

The brunette girl had also noticed that Sam was awake, because she proceeded in picking up the four or five puppies and carrying them over to the deck, where she then set them down. They all immediately ran and surrounded their mother, or father, Sam still wasn't sure of the gender of the larger dog. Sam set the puppy which had waken her down and she too went off towards her mother.

"Jack?" she questioned, looking over at him. "What's going on?"

"Well," he explained. "You remember Chloe from across the street, right?"

Sam nodded. Now wonder she had thought the larger dog was female, it was Sierra, the dog that had run into Jack when he was still struggling with his memories. God, that seemed like such a long time since then. "Yeah... and?"

"And, Sierra had puppies a few weeks ago." he continued. "Chloe was wondering if we would like to buy one."

"Buy one?" she asked, "How much is she selling them for?"

Chloe spoke up, "Well... we don't breed Sierra or anything, but we do have a male husky and... I'm sure you get the picture. Si here had seven puppies, two of them gray, two brown, and the other three black... only two are girls. So, since we didn't intend on having puppies mom just said whatever offer sounds good to me is fine. Since Si is my dog."

"They're Siberian?" Sam asked, petting Sierra and watching the puppies play with each other.

"Yes, ma'am, they are." Chloe replied with a grin. "Beautiful, aren't they?

Sam nodded, "I've always loved Huskies... that one that was on my bed. How did she get there?"

Jack grinned, "She was sleeping when Chloe brought her over, so we thought we'd let her finish her nap with you."

She looked through the mass of different colored pups and found the two gray ones. She picked one of them up, "Oh... this isn't her. This is a boy." She put the gray puppy back down and picked the other gray one up, "Here she is." The pup barked in response.

"Do you want one?" Jack asked, giving Sierra an affectionate pet.

"How could we take care of a puppy when we're always at work?" she inquired, cradling the small puppy in her arms.

"I'd figure something out," he assured her. "I am the general, ya know." He looked over at Chloe, "Well take the one that Sam has. How much?"

"Oh, Jack... it really doesn't matter to me, I know that she'll have a good home here. How much do you have on you?"

He dug out his wallet and counted the bills in it, "36 dollars."

Chloe shrugged, "That's fine with me."

"She's already had all of her shots... we started feeding them Purina One, but whatever brand you want to buy is fine. If you have any problems or questions you know where to find me." she picked up the pups one by one and put them in the box she had brought them over in. "So, I guess you and your fiancé..."

"We broke up," Sam confirmed for her.

"So, now you and Jack?"

Sam nodded.

"Well... good luck with the puppy, she's a sweetie so I doubt you'll have any problems."

"Have you named them yet?" Jack asked her before she took off.

Chloe shook her head, "Nope. You can name her whatever you want." She then took off out the door and called Sierra with her. She barked once and followed her through the sliding glass door.

"So," Jack asked when Chloe had left. "What are you going to name her?"

"I don't know..." she sighed. "Maybe Misty, because of the gray in her coat. Do you like that? Misty? ...I'm not sure about it."

"You don't have to name her right this instant, Sam... think about it for a little while." He pet the small puppy who was still snuggled in Sam's arms, once again napping. "We should invite Danny and T over, it's your turn to pick the movie."

"Sounds good... you going to cook?"

He shook his head, "Nah. We'll order some pizza."

"You and I could make a cake..." Sam suggested with a grin. "We haven't had cake in awhile."

"Chocolate cake," he agreed. "What about the puppy?"

Sam smiled, "Well... you can make a cake, I'll watch the little one."

"Why do I feel like I'm getting the short end of the stick here?" Jack asked her.

"Hey, you don't have to make a cake if you don't want one."

"No, I'm gonna make one. But you can't have any of it."

She gave him a once over, "If you keep that up cake won't be the only thing I won't have any of."

He contemplated her statement for a second, "Fine... but only one piece."

She grinned and kissed him gently, "I'm gonna take the puppy to Petsmart... get her some food, toys, and a place for her to sleep when she gets bigger."

"Hmm," he kissed her back, "don't take too long."

"I won't," she promised, looking around the room for her purse. It was lying on the coffee table in the living room, "I'll be back in a bit."

He nodded, pet the puppy carefully, and kissed her on the cheek. "Have fun."

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A/N: Ok, so the next one might be the last chapter. If not, then the one that comes after it will be.

Anyway, let me know.