Chapter 45 by Natters

A/N: As my Abbot is "violently allergic to fluff", here is the ladies POV for you to tide you all over the weekend. If you want the guys POV too, you'll just have to pester Abbot of Beregost until he surrenders to peer pressure. It's worked before. User id 809942

As for Sam being pregnant, well, it's not in the current game plan, but no contraceptive is 100 right?

Janet's POV

As Daniel, Teal'c, General Carter and I approach General Hammond's office we see him grinning at something on a laptop screen. General Carter knocks on the door and Hammond calls us in with a chuckle.

At least he's in a good mood.

"George? What's so funny?"

"Those two." He turns the screen around and we watch Sam and the Colonel talking on either side of a curtain about… Minnesota?

"General?" I ask.

"I assume you all have a plan?"

"Sir?" questions Daniel.

"Doctor Jackson. I was in the room when Colonel O'Neill and the then Captain Carter met. Trust me when I say that this day comes as no surprise."

"General Hammond. Between the four of us, we represent four races. Races that are of paramount importance to Earth and Star Gate Command. The Jaffa, the Abydonians, Cassandra Frasier's people and the Tok'Ra. As a matter of intergalactic diplomatic relations with the Tau'Ri, we request one thing."

"Let me draw up the formal request Teal'c. We'll have it signed and witnessed by the end of the day."

"Let him finish George."

"My apologies Ambassador Teal'c. Please, continue." Answers Hammond with a smile.

Teal'c nods and continues his prepared speech. "We request that Colonel Jack O'Neill and Major Doctor Samantha Carter be married, without any repercussions on their careers."

"Married?"

"That's my stipulation to the agreement George."

"You've discussed this with them I presume?"

"No sir. We haven't." replies Daniel with a cheeky grin. "We thought it would be best to spring it on them."

"Like a surprise party. Except they get married halfway through it. Sammy's always loved surprise parties."

"Cassie and I could handle all the necessary details sir?"

"How long would you need Doctor?"

"Twenty-four hours sir? If I have some help from a few select people."

"Get me a list, and I'll have them here within the hour. Anything else?"

"No sir. Jacob's already taking care of the rings, and I know we have enough talented musicians in the Mountain to make this work."

"I think we should invite Thor though. Even if he can't make it, it'd be rude not to invite him. Teal'c and I could go to the Hall of Thor's Might on Cimmeria."

"Alright. Anyone else?"

"No sir. Permission to go and have my ears damaged by telling Cassie over the phone sir?"

"Granted Doctor."

SG-1 SG-1 SG-1

Cassie's POV

As I wait by the second lift to go down to the SGC I'm dancing on my feet. I've got so much excess energy, I'll never be able to keep it quiet for the whole twenty-three hours. Sam and Jack's wedding. And they don't even know it yet.

Mom and I are going shopping with Uncle Jacob. But if they don't get their asses up here I'm going to go without them.

"Cassie."

"Mom! Uncle Jacob, hi! Did you two come via Australia or something, come on!"

I see Mom roll her eyes at me, but I grab both their hands and pull them to the sign out sheet.

A few minutes later, and we're still in the elevator. Mom and I are talking colours when Selmac pipes up with a great idea.

"Perhaps we should dress Samantha in blue. I believe it would be too obvious to dress her in the traditional wedding garment."

"Selmac. You didn't see Sam look at this dress a few weeks ago, when we went shopping. She loved it. And Jack will just die."

"She didn't love the price tag." Says Mom. Spoil sport.

Uncle Jacob's head nods and he's back. "This is my little girl's big day. Even if she doesn't know about it. She can have the dress she wanted."

"It's five hundred dollars. Plus shoes. And a garter to match." I giggle as Uncle Jacob's jaw drops.

"Five hundred dollars? Is it made of liquid gold?"

"You just wait. You'll love it too. She looks like an Angel in that dress."

I see Jacob look pleadingly at Mom and she pats his arm reassuringly. "Look at it this way sir. You only have to pay for her outfit, not the whole shebang."

"And Jack's ring."

"At least you've already got Sam's."

"What ring is Sam gonna wear?"

"Her mother's."

"Ohh. Can I see it?"

"That's where we're going first."

"Cool. We need a wedding gift for them too. Do you think Jack likes Victoria's Secret?"

"Cassie!"

"Mom! I'm almost sixteen. I'm not a baby anymore."

"Look at it this way Doctor, you've got all of this to come."

SG-1 SG-1 SG-1

Sam's POV – later that evening

I knock on General Hammond's door. He waves me in, while talking on the phone. "Yes sir. I will. Yes sir, I'm sure they will. Thank you sir. Good night."

"Is everything alright General?"

"Fine Major. Just the President requesting his personal weekly update on a few important matters. He says it gives him more of feel than the reports alone. What can I do for you?"

"Well, sir. I'd like to talk to you on a personal matter. Off the record for now."

"Alright Major. Off the record. On a hypothetical basis, what can the US Air Force do for your friends?"

"Besides reassignment, or resignation, are there any loopholes around certain… regulations sir?"

"Certain Anti-fraternisation regulations Major?"

"Yes sir."

"Major… Sam. The rules are there for a reason. They prevent favouritism, a loss of concentration in the battlefield, unethical promotions, slander against good people."

"Yes sir."

"I'm sure few are as of aware as you, of the potential problems with relationships within the ranks, even if you don't serve together."

"Sir. In my defence, I never actively sought out Jonas Hanson, while he was stationed here."

"I know that Sam. You actions in that period of your life were exemplary. You dealt with your feelings in a professional manner. You always do. Unfortunately, off the record, I have to tell your friends to be very careful for a little while, until recent… incidents have blown over."

I feel like he just petted me on the head and asked me to be a good little soldier and conform. "Yes sir."

"If your friends have any… difficulties over their last mission, with other personnel, I want you to direct them to me immediately."

"I will. Thank you. General, is my father still on Earth."

"Yes Major. He told me he had some personal business to attend to. Is everything alright? I can recall him, if you like?"

"No, sir. I was just curious."

"Get some sleep Major. You've had a long week."

"Yes sir. Good night General."

"Goodnight Major."

I hold my head up high as I leave his office, but my heart is around my ankles. Plan Y it is.