As the hour of Billy Joel came to a close, Jack put his guitar down, turned to Andy and gave one simple command, "Play, Hey, Girl."
Andy nodded, wondering what his 'boss' was up to. The band saw as their leader walked confidently up to two women close to the front and offered his hand to the blonde one. She looked to the brunette next to her, who nodded, before accepting the offered and hand and was led out to the dance floor.
Andy's deep baritone voice filled the air along with his playing as he watched Jack dance with the beautiful woman.
Hey girl! I want you to know,
I'm gonna miss
you so much if you go
And hey girl! I tell you no lie,
Something
deep inside of me's going to die
If you say so long,
If this is
good-bye
Oh! Hey girl! This can't be true
How am I
supposed to exist without you
And, hey girl! Now don't put me
on,
What's gonna happen to me when you're gone
How will I
live
How can I go on
How can I go on
Hey girl!
Oh!
Hey girl! Now sit yourself down,
I'm not ashamed to get down on
the ground
And Then beg you to stay
Don't go away
Hey
girl!
Don't go away
Hey girl!
Don't go away
"Don't go away, Sam," Jack whispered into her ear at the end of the song.
She smiled through tear filled eyes, "I couldn't dream of it. Meet me at the end of the night?"
He nodded, "Right after the last song."
After the final song was played, Jack kept his promise, meeting Sam at the base of the stage. "I never knew you could sing, sir," Sam said with a smile.
Jack grimaced, "It's a well kept secret. And it's Jack off base, Carter."
Sam scowled, "Fine, Jack. But have you forgotten I have a first name?"
Jack half smiled, shyly, "No, but calling you Carter is special. No one else does."
Sam blushed and looked down, "Point taken. So, Janet left about an hour ago, care to escort a lady home?"
Jack grinned outright at that, "Did you bring your car?"
Sam nodded, "Yep. Jan took hers, but I still have mine in the parking lot."
Jack turned around and found the entire band open-mouthed and staring at the two of them. "Steve? I'm catching a ride with Carter here, okay?"
Steve nodded slowly, this was the woman they'd been talking about in the car? "No problem, Jack."
As the couple walked away, Sam just had to ask, "Where the hell did JJ and the Captains come from?"
"Well, the drummer's name is Joe. When I first moved here, Joe was the owner of the best bakery in town – still is. We became friends and started playing together. Soon we had attracted the others – Scarlet and Rose actually are Joe's sisters. Thus JJ was born. It was actually Andy's (the piano player) idea for 'JJ and the Captains'. He used the logic that we're playing oldies anyway, we might as well have an 'old' band name."
"That's nice," Sam said as she snaked her arm around Jack's waist.
He groaned, "Shit."
"What?"
"I left my bag in the back. Come on, I have to go get it before Steve decides to drop it off at the most god-forsaken hour of the day."
"What hour would that be?" Sam giggled as she allowed herself to be pulled along by Jack.
He turned back to look at her for a second, not even slowing down, "You know how bad Danny's timing is?" At her affirmative answer he continued, "Well, Steve's timing is worse."
Enough said.
In the dressing room, the rest of the band was lounging around in shocked silence. So that was the infamous Sam Carter that had Jack wrapped around her little finger… interesting.
The door opened at Jack ran in, dragging Sam behind him. Mike (the bass guitar player) tossed Jack his bag without needing to be prompted.
"Thanks, Mike," Jack said, catching it easily before turning to leave quickly.
"Not so fast, Jack!" Joe said in an authoritative voice. It reminded Sam of her drill instructor's voice… strange considering Sam's drill instructor had been a woman.
Both of the Air Force officers stopped dead in their tracks. "Damn," Jack whispered under his breath. Sam tried very hard not to giggle as they turned around, "Yeah, Joe?"
Joe, a man of about forty-five with a buzz of fiery red hair, looked at his younger counter part with mock disappointment, "Won't you introduce us?"
"No, I don't think I will." That comment received a swift elbowing in the ribs from Sam, "Ow! That hurt." She glared at him and Jack sighed, "Fine, this is Major Samantha Carter. Carter this is Rose, Scarlet, Joe, Andy, Mike and Steve."
Sam smiled warmly at them, "It's nice to meet you all… I've heard nothing about you."
Steve turned to Sam, "I have the honor to inform you that Jack won't shut up about you."
Sam smiled and turned to Jack, "You know that by Monday morning it's going to be all over the base that you can sing, right? And probably the next time you perform the club's going to be packed with airmen and Marines."
"Yeah, I know."
"It was nice meeting all of you," Sam said as Jack pulled her back through the door.
Silence reigned again for a few minutes, finally to be broken by Scarlet: "So, that was Carter… somehow I expected her to be taller."
"So… dinner?" Jack asked as the pair arrived at Sam's car. She tossed him the keys, knowing he'd been itching to drive her supped up Volvo for the past few years.
"Sounds good," she replied as they got in.
"When'd you get the tattoo?" Jack asked as they pulled out.
"Right after the second Abydos mission. Janet has a matching one by her left hip."
Jack raised his eyebrows, "The Doc has a tattoo?… I wonder if Danny knows…"
"He has one on his right ankle."
"Where was I when all this was going on?"
"Eating cake and aging at an abnormally fast rate."
"What can I do to make you stop mentioning that little incident?"
"Propose something."
"Marry me?"
"What!"
"Samantha Carter, will you marry me?"
"Yes!"
Eye witnesses said that there really was no reason for the crash, but it was amazing that the passenger didn't die when the car hit the telephone pole on the passenger side… little did they all know that Samantha Carter was anywhere but her seat.
A/N: We ALL know where Sam was! I just had to put that in here. Okay, that is the end, BUT if you want an epilogue (and tell me what you want in it - I'm not a mind reader you know!) I'll see what I can do.