Chapter 51

Thank you for all the lovely reviews. For those of you who asked. My costume was Pippin's "Returning to the Shire" outfit and my Dad's was Theoden's War Armour including helmet and Shield made out of paper mache and vinyl flooring.

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Sam's POV

"Janet. I really think you need to talk this out with Daniel."

"I've told you. There's no point. We were fine until I caught the bouquet. But the last thing Daniel wants is to get married again. I felt it."

"Does that mean he doesn't love you?"

"If the Yamyrians taught me anything, it's that love and lust are not the same thing. You and Jack are the lucky ones. Daniel and I… It's over Sam. Now will you please go and enjoy your honeymoon."

This is not exactly how I pictured my honeymoon with Jack. I feel a snort of agreement from my husband as he picks up my longing, before a flash of annoyance at someone else, breaks our interlude. Only Daniel can work the Colonel up this quickly.

"Fine. Up you get Janet."

"What?"

"If I'm going on my honeymoon tonight, you and Daniel are going to talk civilly."

"Sam-"

"Ahh!" I interrupt her with a raised hand and almost laugh as I recognise my Jackism. "Dry your eyes and pull yourself together. I'm not saying you have to kiss and make up, but I want you to see him." One look at each other and they'll be back to their usual selves.

SG-1 SG-1 SG-1

Sam's POV

As we get off at Level 28 and head for the Gate room, via the General's office, I hear two familiar voices raised in anger and then something shatters, followed by more shouting. Janet tenses and automatically heads for the fighting.

I've heard Jack and Daniel loose it like this once or twice before, and while it's an un-nerving experience, they need to express their anger. The shattering was probably Jack chucking a coffee mug at the wall, but I know he'd never aim it at Daniel, so I just follow Janet and get ready to stop her interrupting them before they are finished.

They have to finish their argument themselves, or it just blazes up again at the next opportunity, even if the cause they were arguing over is already resolved. I make her stop at the door, and we hear a few words.

"… just… interfering!"

"Didn't… you… the Yamyrians, Danny-boy!"

"Shut up… jealous… I could… Janet… Sam!"

"Daniel, I'm warning… Sam out… this!"

"… not always… You… Sam."

"… my wife! … remember… it… Sha're!"

"Jack! At least… my son… gun."

There is an ominous silence from behind the door and then a few quiet words are exchanged. I take a deep breath before pushing open the door and entering. Jack and Daniel are standing close together, talking quietly in soft stilted tones. I think we just interrupted the apology stage.

"Hey guys. World war three over yet?" I quip softly.

"Just about Sam. Janet. Come on in." greets Jack and his eyes travel up and down the length of my body, heating me.

I can't resist the pull he has on my heart and automatically stand beside him, before remembering that it's okay, even expected for me to touch him, and taking his hand in mine. My heart picks up a new faster rhythm, and I'm suddenly reminded of a fantasy I had a few thousand times about me and Jack in this room.

My daydream has a noticeable effect on my husband. The stormy brow, from his argument with Daniel, smoothes to be replaced by a sinful, knowing smirk as he reaches one arm around my shoulders, drawing me closer.

I am considering suggesting we get Thor to beam us directly to any where private, when Janet interrupts.

"Daniel? I'm sorry about before."

"Me too Janet."

Jack squeezes my hand and we leave the room in silence, so they can sort it out. As he helps me down the spiral staircase and from there down to the gate room, my fingers tremble.

"Sam?" Jack stops, immediately concerned and I almost push him down the steps.

"Keep going Jack. Don't stop until we get to Thor." I order and suddenly I'm hurrying to catch up in my heels.

As we enter the Gate room though, I see Cassie, crying in my Dad's arms and both Jack and I stop, looking at each other, and then almost reluctantly heading for our quazi-adopted neice.

"Cassie?" I ask softly and she turns to look up at us both. "Hey, what's this? We'll be back soon. I promise."

"Daniel ruined your day." She wails and Jack bends down to hug her tightly.

"No Cassie. He didn't. In fact, he reminded us of what's important in life, right Sam?"

"Absolutely."

"Are you sure Sam?"

"Cassie. SG-1 and you and your Mom are my family. The only thing that could possibly have ruined my day, was just one of you missing, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good. Now, let go of my husband, so I can give you a hug."

"But Sam, he's got me!" comes the teary laugh.

"Colonel?" I ask, blushing when I realised I just addressed my husband by his rank again.

"Hey, I'm gonna miss the little munchkin here. You hug everybody else first, then I'll let her go." Says Jack with a wink and I laugh. By the time I've been hugged by Teal'c, my Dad and General Hammond, Cassie is smiling again as she wriggles free from Jack's embrace to hug me. I kiss her cheek softly and whisper a quick reassurance while Jack says his goodbyes to the rest of our small family.

"You ready Thor?"

"Yes O'Neill. All of your belongings have been transported to your Cabin in preparation for your arrival."

"Sweet. Sam?" He offers me his hand, and I release Cassie with a last quick squeeze, taking his hand in mine. "Beam us-"

"Jack!" I protest with a giggle, already standing in a light airy room, with a small window, several boxes surrounding us.

"Aww, come on Sam, let me say it please?"

"Too late. We're here."

"Next time?" he asks, even as he leans closer to kiss me.

"If you're good."

"I can do good." He promises as he leads me down a short corridor towards his… our room.