Chapter 12 by Natters
Janet's POV – 1 hour later
It's been two hours since Operation Dancing was put into motion, by Cassie and Teal'c, but so far it's only been 50 effective. Sam hasn't stopped dancing. The Colonel is about the only male SGC officer she hasn't danced with yet. Even the groom danced with her, while Alison was dancing with the General. On the other hand, in that last hour he's had about six beers, so I doubt he'll be dancing with anyone, except the porcelain goddess in the morning. It's just as well SG-1 isn't due to go on a mission until tomorrow afternoon.
Cassie and Daniel tried to do the old switch, but he wouldn't even get up to dance with my daughter. Stubborn man. Not that Daniel and Sam didn't get interrupted anyway.
It seems like all bets are off tonight, and every man has suddenly realized that the Colonel can't do anything about it if they want to try and seduce Sam. The murderous glares have scared off a few hopefuls, if they dared glance his way, but most are content to get away with a dance.
The General is keeping an eye on us all too. It's like he's waiting for the straw that breaks the camel's back.
And Sam… she keeps smiling at them. Every single one that dances with her gets a smile. With some it's a little more forced than others, but her face doesn't slip for a second. Even when a few have stepped on her toes she just laughs it off.