Winter's Lullaby

By DANI

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A/N: Okay, sorry I took so long. I had to make my Halloween costume (I made it, cuz I want to be a fashion designer, with my friend Char.) And then I had to draw a complicated picture of Saraswasti, (or Sarasvati) a Hindu goddess. So anyway, sorry. Also, I am KINDA (or maybe a little more) mad that I got FIVE reviews. Only five? And also, nogigglingmajor's review confused the crap out of me. I don't know if you think the story is stupid, or what?

Anyway, on a lighter note, even if you do read, PLEASE RR! Because I live for it. It makes me feel spesh, and write more.

P.S.: I just read over the Needs lyrics from last chap. They're not 100 correct, because SUCKS!

I LOVE COLLECTIVE SOUL!

Chapter 13: Because You're You

While Sam wolfed down three containers of Jell-O, Jack sat and watched. He found it to be a phenomenon that a woman like her could eat so much. He looked at the juice from his steak, and sighed.

Sam noticed it.

"Hey. Jack. What's up?"

"I'm just thinking about veal, and how horrible it is to kill a baby cow, and just cows in general."

"Then look to vegetarianism."

Jack stared at her.

"You're daft."

Sam chuckled. She got up and chucked her Jell-O in the trash. She heard the Jell-O clash into something (trash), and she looked in the bin.

"Hey, who in their right mind would throw out perfume?"

"I dunno. Nor do I really care."

As Sam contemplated this difficult problem, Pete walked up to her.

"Hi."

Sam spun around.

"Hello. Can I help you?" Sam said in her most sugary store attendant voice.

"Umm… I was just wondering if you would like to go to dinner with me tomorrow night."

"Ha. Thanks, but no thanks."

"Please? I just want to catch up with you."

Sam sighed. "Fine."

She turned on her heel, and walked back over to Jack.

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"I'm going to dinner with Pete tomorrow night! YAY!" Sam said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"What? Why?"

"Apparently he wants to "catch up" with me. He sooo wants me."

"And that's good because you don't have a boyfriend already?" Jack raised his eyebrow.

"NOOO. I just want to see what he wants."

"Fine. But if he tries anything…"

"You have my full permission to kick him in the crotch."

"Okay. That's decent enough for me.'

Sam giggled. She leaned across the table and kissed him.

Jack mumbled, "How do you always get away with that? I'm too soft."

"Damn right you are. And that's why I love you."

"Pfff. You love me because I'm hot."

"That too. And why do you love me?"

"Oh God. Too many responses. Umm, because you're the one who I saw when I walked into Starbucks. You caught my eye. Why did you change?"

"Because I wanted to be as hot as you."

"Thank you!" Jack squealed. He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "I love you because you're you."

The Next Day

"Hey Saaaaammy…"

Sam groaned and rolled over on the bed.

"I brought you brekky…"

Sam groaned again.

"What time is it?"

"11:30. Day Two."

"Ugggh. That means that in less than two months I'm going back to work."

She heard Teal'c's voice.

"I believe that you should quit."

"Whoa, Jack, did you just invite everyone in? I am wearing, like, half a dress." She burrowed under the covers. "But do you really think I should quit? I mean, where would I work?"

"You could work at the SGC." Daniel said.

Jack shot him a glare.

"What's the SGC?"

"You have not told her, Colonel?"

"Told me what?"

"Okay. I'm really a Colonel in the Air Force, just, well, a different field."

"Caalled?

"Stargate Command."

"What's that?"

"It's basically a thing, kind of like a teleporting thing. It demolecularizes people or objects and remolecularizes them somewhere else, like another galaxy or planet. Or here in the U.S. On Earth."

Sam started laughing.

"You're kidding, right? Because that is physically impossibl—"

"No Sam, I'm not. You could work at a lab there."

"But—"

"No buts Sam. It 100 true. Teal'c and Danny work there. But you can't tell ANYONE. If you want, I can get someone to explain it 100 to you, and you can get a job there, if you want."

"It's just a lot to take in, you know. You better not be kidding. Because I'm going to quit my job now."

"Not kidding."

"Wow. So I really could get a job there? Like, military?"

"Well, then it would be against regulations for us to be in a relationship. But you could work in a lab."

"Wow. But against regulations? Would there be any way for me to be military?"

"Possibly… Because there are different teams. So I'll call General Hammond."

"And I'll quit my job."

"Alright, let's do this."