Winter's Lullaby
By Dani
A/N: Oh god, you all must hate me. I'm sooo sorry. It's just that no one reviewed in ages, and I wasn't sure where this story was going, but now after I got a review from kahless21, I have decided to write more. Also, I am listening to James Taylor. The song is "The Frozen Man", which is about the Titanic. SOOO SORRY! I LOVE YOU ALL, ESPECIALLY MY MOST REVIEWERS. NOW I WRITE! FOR GONDOR!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own any of the Stargate SG-1 characters, or the show. It's copyright of MGM. This story is mine, though.
P.S. I am insane. And high on Mist Free Sierra Mist.
Chapter 11: Unwanted Guest
"Oh, my god. This view is beautiful. Jack, thank you so much for bringing me here. Jack?"
Jack stared into the ocean. The reflection of the setting sun, the quiet lilacs and yellows calmed him. He thought about how lucky he was to have someone like Sam in his life. She was always there for him, no matter what. Sam nudging him disrupted Jack's thoughts.
"Oh, sorry Sammy. I was thinking. What did you say?"
"I said that this is a gorgeous view. It's great to get out of the lab. Hey, I never found out about your job. I guess we were having too much fun. What do you do?"
"Oh yeah. Wow, that is weird. Umm, I'm a colonel in the U.S. Air Force."
"Wow. Hey, that's funny, I've always wanted to work in the Air Force. I hate the lab. I'm like, the youngest person there. It's soooo BORING."
"You sound like a 15-year-old." Jack chuckled. If only she knew the story behind his job…
Jack put his arm around Sam's waist, and they leaned against the ship's rail.
"Sammy? I love you."
"I know." Sam giggled. "I love you too."
The wind blew across Sam's face and chilled her body. She shuddered. Jack took off his coat and wrapped it around Sam. His warm hands brushed Sam's hands, and she felt a warmness in her heart.
"Thanks. I just have one question. Why are we going to Jamaica in winter?"
"One: no one's out. Two: it's warmish in Jamaica still. So ha."
"Fine. Hey, do you wanna dance?"
"I ask that."
"SO-RRY."
"…."
"Jack?"
"Yeah?"
"Are you going to ask me?"
"Oh yeah. Do you want to dance?"
"Sure. Can you tango?"
"Maybe."
They walked over to the built-in grass, and the music was blasting out of the speakers. Jack took Sam's hands, and they tangoed. Jack's mind was smiling at the look of shock on Sam's face. 'She didn't know I could dance so well.' But she wasn't looking at him, but behind him. He turned around. There was a man, with a huge smirk on his face.
"Who's this guy?" Jack asked.
Sam stared. "Pete?"