John Doe
Chapter Fifty Three
Authors Note: Oh, it's been awhile, hasn't it? Sorry guys, I was out of town, then I wrote the next chapters for my other two stories before finally getting to write this, and it didn't help that I had to work everyday this week, except for today (Thursday). Sorry again!
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The first reception was only an hour after the wedding, giving Sam and Jack no time to change out of their clothes before getting there. It went as normal receptions do, and there were no problems from the alien end. Although, the Jaffa were asked a few questions about their strange "tattoo's". They simply claimed they were tribal tattoo's, from their native lands. After saying this, nobody felt the need to ask about their strange mannerisms. They were foreign, that explained everything.
It was a short reception, by most standards. Since they had another to attend (unbeknownst to the humans at the first) they just claimed they had an early fight to catch. Which, in some ways, they did. Both receptions were only two hours long, and as soon as the second was over they had to drive out to the airport and fly to Florida. From then they would find their cruise ship, and head to the Bahamas for four days and three nights.
After the first reception was through, Sam and Jack drove to the SGC, where they made a quick appearance while still in their wedding clothes, before changing into something more comfortable, and much cooler. By that time, all of those who had been to the wedding and first reception had been long since changed.
Jack was the first to admit he was much more fond of the second reception than the first. For one thing, Thor was there, and Thor was his little buddy. For another thing, none of Sam's family (besides her father, of course) had clearance to know anything about the Stargate, so none where there. However, he could have done without some of the Tok'ra being there. Namely, Anise and Freya, but for the most part the symbiote had control of the shared body, and Anise had a thing for Daniel, not him. He felt slightly bad for the archeologist, for the female Tok'ra, who didn't take the occasion to dress a bit more appropriately, was his shadow for nearly the entire evening. But then again... as long as it wasn't him.
"So the CO and 2IC of this base are both O'Neill's," a marine was commenting, "if that doesn't sound like a conspiracy, I don't know what does."
The earthlings, which Jack still got a kick out of referring to himself as, along with a few other-world humans, cracked a smile, while most of the true aliens seemed lost. "Actually," Sam explained, "while we're both still working here, I'm going to just stay 'Carter'. That's only at the SGC though, everywhere else I'm an O'Neill... that way it won't be so confusing."
Jack shot her a look, as if to ask why she felt the need to explain that when the man was only joking. She merely smiled at him, knowing him well enough to see into his thoughts. They broke away from the crowd of SGC personnel and headed towards a smaller cluster of people, including Daniel Jackson, Teal'c, Cassandra Fraiser, Jacob Carter, General Hammond, and Bra'tac.
Daniel was the first to notice that they were headed in their direction. He smiled at them, motioning to the others what was going on. Most of them turned, sans Bra'tac and Teal'c, who stood engaged in a conversation. Probably some important Jaffa thing, Jack guessed.
"How long do you have before you leave?" Cassie asked, as Sam walked up to her and stood by her side, Jack directly next to her.
"About half an hour," she replied with a frown. "You'll be okay watching 'Dora, right?"
Cassie nodded, "My friends and I have a fairly nice backyard. She'll be fine– I don't forget to feed animals." Looking pointedly at Daniel she continued, "Or myself."
The archeologist rolled his eyes, "I do not forget to eat."
"But you do forget to feed Pandora when she stays with you," Jack added. "And you can't deny that."
He just shrugged in response. "Tired of being mauled?"
Jack glanced around the room, as if looking for somebody, "Are you?"
Getting the point, Daniel sighed, "I can't help it, Jack. The host likes you."
Sam and Cassie stopped their conversation, "Well, the host can no longer even think about what she wants, so I'm sure you're the next best thing..."
"Gee, Sam," Daniel said, "thanks so much."
She shrugged her shoulders, "He's my husband– what can I say?"
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Forty five minutes later, they were standing in a freakishly long line, leading to the airport security station. Sam calculated that there were at least thirty five people ahead of them, and they would end up in line for well over an hour and a half. It was a good thing they had made sure to get to the airport early, otherwise they would miss their flight.
Unfortunately for Sam, the twins took that moment, while they were standing in line with no where to go and sit down, to start fighting. Feet and fists were coming at her from all directions, and she had to lean on her husband (which might as well be Jack's new name) to keep from doubling over from the pain. He brought his arms around her stomach, resting them on the bulge that was his son and daughter, and began to gently rub it. Most of the time it seemed to calm the twins, so maybe now it would, as well.
"How do you feel?" he asked, placing a kiss on the curve of her neck.
"Horrible," she groaned, laying her hands atop his. "But, strangely upbeat." She couldn't see his face, but there was no doubt in her mind that he was smiling.
"Well, at least there's that."
She grinned, leaning up against him, "The girls decided that they like the name Nathaniel best."
"Hmm," he mumbled. "And what about our little princess' middle name?"
Sam's replied incoherently.
"What was that, babe?"
"They liked Lynne."
"Oh," he said, a bit smugly. "They did, eh?"
"Jack..."
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Yes, dear."
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"Daniel Jackson," a familiar, but unwanted, voice called out, as the archeologist began to leave the SGC later that night. Sighing to himself, he forced a smile and turned around to face the Tok'ra who had summoned him.
"Anise?" he asked, making sure he was speaking to the symbiote, and not the host. Then again, the voice was a dead give away.
"Yes," she replied. "May I ask you a personal question?"
Having a fairly good idea of what that personal question was going to be, Daniel was hesitant to reply. "Uh... yeah, sure. Shoot."
Anise gave him a confused look, not understand the meaning of using 'shoot' in such contents, but continued with her question nonetheless. "I understand that you are not... involved with any certain person at this time?" she said.
Trying to hide his wince, Daniel nodded, "No... I'm not dating anybody."
"Well, I was just wondering if–"
"Daniel Jackson," another very formal, but extremely wanted, voice called out from down the hallway. Silently praising Teal'c for his absolutely wonderful timing, Daniel turned to face the direction the man's voice had come from.
"T!" he replied, "I thought you would be with Rya'c."
The Jaffa nodded, "Indeed I am, he and Kar'yn would like you to join us in the viewing of the Star Wars movies."
"What about Bra'tac?"
"He has seen Star Wars." Teal'c replied a bit mournfully. "He has gone to bed."
Daniel had to hold in his laughter, but as many times as he had seen Star Wars before (he had even seen the 6th movie, really the 3rd more than three times at the theater) he would watch each movie a thousand times again to get away from the Tok'ra woman about to ask him on a date. "Oh..." he replied, trying to sound casual. "Yeah, alright. I don't have anything better to do..." He turned to Anise, hoping she would get the hidden point. "You wanted to ask me something?"
She frowned, "It is not important. The Tok'ra are scheduled to leave shortly– I should go."
"Oh, alright..." he schooled his expression, so it wouldn't show how relieved he currently was. "Is Jacob going with you?"
"Yes," she replied with a half-nod, "but it is my understanding that he is returning in a week."
"Goodbye, Anise," Teal'c said, turning and walking down the hallway towards his quarters. Daniel said goodbye as well and followed after him, thinking of all the ways he would have to repay the man.
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The plane was beginning to touch down and a gentle snoring could still be heard in the cabin. After more than five minutes of trying to wake him up, she had still not succeeded, and it was starting to frustrate her. "Jack," she called out once more, as she shook his shoulder. "Wake up!"
He groaned and turned away from her.
"Fine, then I'll find some young, not asleep, guy to go to the Bahamas with me. No big deal."
Finally he sat up, sending her a dirty look, that she knew was less than half serious. "Just making sure I'm well energized," he told her, while stretching. "Tonight is our wedding night, you know."
She looked down at her swollen stomach, "Right... and we've never done that before."
Shrugging, he responded, "Not as a married couple."
Smiling, she looked down at the wedding band, "Well, there's that."
The captain came over the speaker and told them to buckle their seatbelts, turn off all electronic devices, and prepare for the landing. Sam shut down her laptop, the only reason she had let him sleep on the flight at all, and waited for the plane to land.
"We've got three hours before our cruise ship starts boarding... what do you want to do until then?"
Sam shrugged, "I've never been to Miami before, I wouldn't have any idea as to what we could do..."
"I was thinking you'd want to shop or something..." Sam nearly laughed at the reluctance in his voice.
"The only thing I want to do is find somewhere to sit down and look at the ocean... shopping we can do in the Bahamas."
He groaned. "Alright... Are the twins still causing problems?"
She smiled lightly, "They're really moving today..."
"I'm sorry, babe," he told her, resting his hand on her stomach, hoping to sooth the twins by the touch. Sam looked over him and frowned, no such luck.
Sighing to herself, she laid her hand over her husbands, "I wonder how Pandora's doing..."
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A/N: Sorry it took so long, and is such a short chapter! I've been very busy! Anyway... please review!