Vid Z.: yes! Here's more! (and thank-you, I have made anonymous reviews 'legal to this story' or whatever.)
sissy bear: Yeah. Wow. That's a long review. Um, I guess he knows who she is, and about her very existence, I guess you'll see? How she was born, SG-1 got stuck on P4X-625 for a year, Sam and Jack got drunk, had a baby, (Sam did, not jack :P) and decided it would be better for Emy if she grew up with out having to worry every day whether or not her parents would come back alive or not, so left her there.
Delliham: THANK-YOU! Yeah I guess a lot of people are pretty lazy…once again, THANK-YOU!
Any who, Thank ye all for reviewing! (unless of coarse you didn't review, Then I'm very disappointed in you)Now, (as so many say,) On To The Fic!
ch6
---------------------------The next morning -------------------------------------
Sam walked around the mall, hand-in-hand with Emy, looking for something to wear tonight."Let's see, it can't be too nice, but it has to make me look attractive…" Sam mumbled to herself.
"Don't worry Mom! Dad thinks your pretty!" Emy assured her.
"How do you know that? Did he tell you?" Sam asked pulling Emy into a store.
"No,
but I see that look in his eyes when he sees you. Ya know, that 'gosh!
I love this Woman!' look." Emy liked the lollypop Sam had just bought
her as Sam looked in amazement.
"ya know, sometimes you sound like a six year old, and other times you sound like Janet." Emy giggled.
Sam
pulled into the next clothing store and started to look at the
sweaters. "How about this one mom?" Emy handed Sam a reviling dress.
(Not that bad!) Pretty, but reveling. It was a blue silk dress that
touched the floor, with a shiny silvery thing wrapped around the waist.
The slits in the side went up to mid-thigh.
"Uh, sweetie"
"Mom! Just try it on!" Sam sighed, and decided that she might as well just try it on.
"Wow! This fits great!" Sam looked in the mirror of the dressing room.
"Let me see! Let me see!" Emy gasped when she saw her mom.
"Mom! You're beautiful!" Sam blushed.
"And it's cheap!" Emy looked at the price tag. This was true. Sam sighed.
"Ok, I'll get it. But no promises that I'll wear it tonight!" Sam held up her finger.
"Deal!" Emy grinned widely. She had a plan to get her parents together…
-later, with Jack…-
Jack stood in front of his wardrobe trying to figure out what to wear. Just then the phone rang.
"O'Neill." He answered.
"Hi Daddy!" Emy cheerfully said, starting her plan.
"What's up Honey?" Jack asked, sitting down in his chair.
"Mommy's gonna be dressed up for tonight, so you might as well too. Oh! Got to go!" Jack sat, puzzled in his chair. Thinking…
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I'm
taking week ends off! (or maybe I'll only do week ends… I won't be
able to find a lot of time during school to write...) R&R!