Carters House 1900

The bet dinner

Knock at the door.

"Come in." Jack steps in with an obvious look of dread on his face, followed by a look of confusion.

"Carter I thought you were cooking?"

"I am Sir, dinner should be ready in about 15 minutes."

"No offence Carter but your cooking shouldn't smell this good." Just then Carter steps out from the kitchen drying her hands on a kitchen towel. She is wearing a light blue t-shirt and a light flowing knee length beige skirt, simple but elegant at the same time. Jack just stood there in awe…Carter in a skirt is not something you get to see everyday…dress blues don't count.

"Sir, I guess you are in for a treat." With a twinkle in her eye she lead him to the kitchen, noticing his black dress pants and dark green button down shirt…it was un-tucked but it suited him well. "Sir could I get you anything to drink?"

"You got any beer, real beer?"

"Corona's are a real beer to Sir."

"Sure Carter but we all know that Guinness is the standard in which all other beers are set upon. If you can't get Guinness then you go down the line…one never should have to drink a beer lower than a Heineken."

"Well Sir you are in luck, I went to the store today and bought you some Guinness." She pulls one out of the fridge, takes off the top and hands it his way.

"Thank you Carter. So Carter what are we having?"

"We are having Aunt Ann's dreaded chicken, sweet potato casserole, arugula salad and chocolate cake for dessert."

"Wait you mean you made all of that?"

"Yes Sir."

"Carter…from what I can smell, and it's good, and from what I remember trying to eat those times on the field…I am a bit confused. Who really cooked?"

"I did Sir." By this point Sam is about to fall on the floor laughing just looking at Jacks full on confused look, trying to work it out, but is doing well keeping the laugh inside.

"Carter is there something that I am missing."

"No Sir." At this point the timer goes off and Sam walks over the oven and starts taking out the dishes. Jack is still sitting there confused, trying for the life of him figure out what the heck is going on. Sam starts putting the dinner onto the dishes and then places them at the table.

Jack stares at the food for a while debating on if smell was an indicator for how good food was.

"Colonel just take a bite, it's not going to kill you." Jack looks at the food then back at Carter and repeats a couple of times. Finally he decides to take a small bite of the chicken to be nice.

"Carter this is good!" At this point Jack starts trying everything on the plate. "Wait a minute Carter…explain why this is so good. You damn near killed us on that mission with the noodles." At this point Carter can't contain the laughter anymore…she knew this would come up…she was just surprised that it took 7 years for someone to actually have her 'real' cooking to find out. Well her dad knew she could cook but he doesn't count.

"Well Sir, do you want the short version or the long version?"

"Carter, I am finding I know less about you than I thought. Give me the long version."

"Well Sir it starts like this. I can cook, my grandmother always said, 'If you can read you can cook'. The reason I don't like to cook on missions is because when I was going through survival training we were put into groups of 5 and left with minimal supplies. During that time I was the one doing all the cooking. I was the lone girl in the group and once they found out that I could cook they had me cooking every meal saying that they couldn't cook. I decided from then on out that I would never cook anything worth while on a mission again, since that's all guys look at me as, their field chief. So that has been my style. I have perfected screwing up noodles over the years, and I have to say that was my best batch ever."

"Carter you mean to tell me all this time we could have had you in the cooking rotation?"

"Yep."

"You mean to tell me I had to eat bad noodles because of some bone heads back when you were in training."

"Yes Sir."

"Fer crying out loud. Carter we never would have made you cook all the food."

"Sir at that point I barely even knew you all, and the way you treated me on the first day, how was I to know."

"Carter the wealth of information I am learning about you recently is amazing."

"Really Sir, what else have you learned about me?" Jack all of a sudden shifts does he tell her he saw the bellybutton piercing?

"Oh, that you play tennis."

"Sir you knew I played tennis, you have seen me walking out of the base before with my rackets. If anyone was surprised to find out anyone played tennis it was me. How long have you been playing?"

"Well see I used to play all the time when I was little, played tennis for the Academy and up until I had my little misadventure with the parachute, hockey and tennis were my sports. It wasn't until my visit with Baal that I could play again."

"So that would be why I didn't know. So what else this week did you really learn about me."

"Ah well see…ah…" The look on Carters face told him he wasn't getting out of it. "Thatyouhaveyourbellybuttonpierced." Jack couldn't have said it any faster if he tried. Carter just looked at him in shock.

"Sir, how did you find that out?"

"Ah well see we were playing our match…nice tennis outfit by the way, you would wear it more often…" receiving a glare from Carter he figured he should finish quickly. "On the last point you reached up for your serve and the sun caught your bellybutton ring when your shirt lifted…which was kind of distracting." The table was really interesting looking now as Jack just couldn't keep his eyes off of it.

"I see, and why was that distracting, a lot of women have their bellybutton pierced."

"Ah see Carter," Jack still really interested in that table and Carter is pretty much burning a whole in his head with her glare. "You are one of those people that never gets into trouble, and never does anything spontaneous, and well I never would have guessed you would have had a bellybutton piercing." At this point Carter looks down at her hands then back to Jack. "Why do you have a bellybutton piercing?"

"Sir after I got my wings the group I was with decided to go out and celebrate and get a tattoo for our accomplishment. I was not to crazy about getting a tattoo do I decided I would get the piercing instead."

"Ah."

"Since I already had my ears pierces and I didn't want anymore holes there I went for the bellybutton."

"Which since you now know about my piercing, what did you group do after getting their wings."

"Ah, we did the same thing."

"So where is your tattoo sir?"

"Ah, well interesting story behind that."

"You chickened out because of the needle, didn't you."

"Hey you know me and needles and no I did not. I have a tattoo."

"Alright sir than show it to me."

"I would rather not Carter."

"Why is it an embarrassing spot?"

"No it's on my shoulder."

"Sir I have seen your shoulders." At this point Jack raises an eyebrow in Teal'c like fashion. "and I don't ever remember seeing a tattoo."

"Carter when were you looking at my shoulders? And you were not looking close enough."

"In the locker room, many times, changing your shirt before a mission, sir. Also you did chicken out if it's that small."

"Oh I didn't chicken out, I just got something very small, something that wouldn't require so many stabs with the needle."

"Then let me see it sir." At this point Jack stands up and starts unbuttoning his shirt. Carter in the process is looking at Jack unbuttoning his shirt and thinking that this isn't such a good idea, her CO undressing in her house. At that point Jack takes off his shirt and points to a spot on the back side of his left shoulder blade. "I can't see it sir."

"Well Carter then you're going to have to get a little closer." At that point Carter gets up and walks over to Jack and looks at where he is pointing and sure enough there was, a little silver needle, about 1 inch in length. At this point Carter is touching it, with a look of confusion on her face.

"Sir, why do you have a needle?" At this point Jack had a grin on his face.

"Because Carter everyone back then always said 'trying to find me was like trying to find a needle in a haystack'." At this point Carter starts tracing the outline of the needle.

"Very interesting, Sir." Jack was looking back at Carter and their eyes locked, the world stopped. Neither of them saw the emotions about the hit them. They were talking about tattoos and piercing, those type of topics are considered safe. Then again Jack is shirtless and Carter is tracing the outline of the tattoo. This just should be classified as normal under their relationship.

At this point Carter realizes what she is doing and how it is affecting Jack. She can see the love in Jack's eyes, though she never doubted it was gone, she just never thought it would be still as strong was it was after recent events. Jack was looking at Carter and couldn't believe that he still saw the love in her eyes. She was dating someone else, that look should be for Pete not him. With that Jack broke away. Carter started looking at where her hand was and took it off his shoulder, repeating in her head that she is dating Pete and that Jack is her CO. Though the wheels have already started to turn in her head…why am I dating Pete?

"Sir, would you like some cake now." Sam at this point is studying her hand that had just been on Jack's back, as Jack is putting back on his shirt.

"Yeah Carter, that sounds great." Both know of the moment they just shared when they caught each others eyes briefly again. Jack realizing that there is still something there that there was still hope for him, he would quit if she wanted something, it wouldn't take him that long all he would have to do is sign and date the resignation letter in his desk.

Carter walks into the kitchen with the plates from dinner and comes back with two pieces of cake. Just as they were about to start eating the cake Carters phone rings and Sam goes and answers it.

"Carter."

"Hey Sam, is Jack still over there."

"Yeah Daniel he's here, you want to talk to him."

"No, I can tell you. You all need to head back to base. SG2 found something on P3X-439, I just finished translating it and I think it's another ancient repository. I think we should try to get. It might have the answer to the lost city." Sam looks over at Jack who by this point is looking at her with a little look of guilt in his eyes, and she notices that his piece and her piece of cake are both gone, except for a few crumbs. Looking at him again she shrugs.

"Sir we have to go to the mountain, SG2 found something that might hold the answer to where the lost city is."

"Alright Carter tell him were on our way."

"Daniel we're on our way and call my dad and tell him we are coming."

"He and General Hammond are already here Sam. See you all in a bit." With that Sam and Jack left her house.

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AN: I remembered why Pete is in here. You will have to wait till I get there.

Also, this is leading up to the Lost City episodes, instead of the whole crossword puzzle talk between Daniel and Jack the reason to get to base is via the phone call.

I have been checking the grammar and spelling, hopefully I got the big messes out of it.

I was told to give a short synopsis of Lost City as a memory refresher. They go to P3X-439 Jack sticks his head in one of those things again and receives all the ancient knowledge. Anubis attacks they go back to Earth. Back at earth Carter goes and tries to talk to Jack at his house, then T and Danny show up followed by Hammond telling them that Elizabeth Wier is now in charge of the SGC. SGC then goes on a mission to find the lost city, going to a really hot planet via Teltak (with Bra'tac and random rebel Jaffa). O'niell finds ZPM then they go back to the ship, Bratac is injured random rebel Jaffa was bad. Bratac is dieing. Oniell heals him with his ancient knowledge. They go towards the coordinates Oniell give them its Earth, Antarctica to be specific. Anubis' fleet is there getting ready to attack earth. Oniell uses the chair and the little glowing drowns and kills all the ships. Then Oniell freezes himself until SG1 can find an ally to help. That is your extremely abbreviated version.