I must say I was a little disappointed that the bulk of my reviewers disappeared for one of my best, longest, well written chapters. Hmmph.
Note: Another song in here, "Danny's Song" by Kenny Loggins. couldnt find the place to download it, you'll have to see if you can find it yourself. Kenny Loggins/Loggins And Messina. Another one I recommend.
NOTE 2: Okay, there may not be 2 updates again today. Family first! Seeing my aunt, uncle, baby couins (3 weeks old!) and their dog (Trixie would kill me if I didnt include her :P (trixie is the dog)). Will be refraining from comptuer...I think...plus the next chapter needs a HECK of a lot of redux. I might add more to the story line as well. Well, more random crap at least. As of NOW about 5 chapters left, including the epilogue. Dont complain about less updates, be lucky I update once a day and am making everything better.
Chapter 21: Discussions
Last time: "Jack…," Sam said, changing her statement, flipping the object around still. "Where did you get this?"
O'Neill stuck his head out of the kitchen to gaze at the object that Carter was twisting in her hand. "Ah," he said, smiling gently. He'd been wondering when she'd find it. "Nabbed it out of your pocket after you fainted when we got home. Thought you might like it back."
"Of course," Sam whispered. She smiled, her eyes filled with a sad-happiness as she trailed her fingers over the intricate designs of the flowers that crossed over the lid of the box, admiring the beautiful design. A border around the designs held a clasp lock. Sam flipped it open and slowly tilted the lid upward, gazing at the plump purple cushion resting in the inside, which once held her wedding ring. Her eyes clouded over with sorrow and she laughed sadly. "Can you believe you made this, Jack?" she called into the kitchen.
A laugh sounded from the other room. "Sam," he drawled, his tongue rolling over her name gently. "You know me…" he continued. He paused for a moment, then laughed. "Not really, no."
Sam laughed as well and shut the lid, placing it back on the table, making a mental note to grab it before she left. She looked towards the kitchen, and gave a small harumph of impatience. Drumming her fingers on the table, she called, "Need any help?"
"Nope," O'Neill said as he strode out of the doorway, each of his hands laden with a plate. He placed a platter down in front of Sam, who's eyes twinkled with amusement. Ice cream cake. She glanced up at him and her lips slid into a playfully accusing smile as she tilted her eyebrows on her head.
He shrugged sheepishly at her unstated question of, "Cake, Jack?" and sat down with his own plate. After savoring his first mouthful, he swallowed so he could speak. "So you're welcome to stay the week if you like…" he said, waving his empty fork with his fingers absently
Sam's mouth stopped working on chewing the cake to pieces, and she paused to think. Forcing the food down her throat, she quickly considered the pro's and con's. Taking a ragged breath, she smiled. "I'd love to," she said.
"Good." A moments silence. Sam put down her fork as she munched on the last piece of her scrumptious cake. She looked at Jack. He held her gaze softly for a moment, his eyes reading like an open book. Gently, she tugged her vision away and searched around the room until landing once more on the small box. It was when a smile pulled at the corner of her lips that he spoke up again. "Another dance?" he asked.
He watched as her face lit up and she brought her gaze back up to his face sharply. Her sparkling wells of eyes absorbed him, and her single word was enough to make his heart jump. "Okay," she said, her voice breathless from the strain of refraining from screaming in excitement.
Slipping out of his chair, Jack walked to Sams side, grabbed her hand again, and led her over to the stereo where he flicked through a few songs. Landing on one, (another one of Carter's favorites – Danny's Song by Kenny Loggins), he finally led her back to the space where they had room dance and pulled her close once more.
People smile and tell me I'm the lucky one... and we've just begun,
Think I'm gonna have a son.
He will be like she and me , as free as a dove... conceived in love,
Sun is gonna shine above.
And even though we ain't got money,I'm so in love with ya honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
"Hmmn?" Sam hummed softly into his shoulder.
Seems as though a month ago I beta chi, never got high,
Oh, I was a sorry guy.
And now a smile ,a face, a girl that shares my name,
Now I'm through with the game, this boy will never be the same.
With his pause and the trace of an unknown command in her voice, Sam tilted her head up to look him in the eyes. She bobbed her head slightly, motioning for him to continue with his statement, her brilliant mind skimming ahead to the – what seemed like millions – of possibilities he could be offering.
And even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with ya honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
"You'll forgive me for not kneeling," he said, with a nervous laugh. "The knee's, you know?" Gently, antagonizingly slowly in Sam's eyes, he opened the box to reveal a beautiful glittering ring.
Pisces, Virgo rising is a very good sign, strong and kind,
And the little boy is mine.
Now I see a family where there once was none, now we've just begun,
Yeah, we're gonna fly to the sun.
And even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with ya honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright.
Salty tear-droplets brimmed on Sam's eyes as she nodded for the second time, allowing Colonel O'Neill to slide the ring on her finger as the love clenched her heart, making it difficult to breath. She looked down on O'Neill to find the same raw jubilant emotion in his own brown orbs.
Love the girl who holds the world in a paper cup, drink it up,
Love her and she'll bring you luck.
And if you find she helps your mind, buddy, take her home,
Don't you live alone, try to earn what lovers own.
O'Neill grinned, grabbing her shoulders and bringing her a little closer, rocking her back and fourth slightly to the words of the on-going song. "I know," he said smugly, thinking back to the time when Jacob had come through the gate. He had led the elder man away quickly, almost immediately arousing suspicion in Sam's father.
When he had explained his plan, Jacob had been more than willing to explain certain aspects of his life with Jack to make the night for Sam immaculate. Together, they had dug through a box of his wife's old things. The dress had been there, and Jack had taken that to be re-made by a tailor friend of his to fit Sam and a few added adjustments. The perfume bottle had been easy to find a duplicate of, and when they had gotten to the bottom, they discovered the ring. Immediately, Jacob shoved it into Jacks hands, claiming that there was no better way to make his daughter happy then with that ring on her finger given to her by Jack himself. It was then that Jack understood that all along Jacob had been waiting for his daughter's moment to be finally happy. And it was here.
"Jacob gave it to me," he said softly, stroking a corner of Sam's cheek to brush away a happy tear. "He thought you would enjoy nothing less."
And even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with ya honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise, you bring a tear of joy to my eyes,
And tell me everything is gonna be alright…
When they pulled away, Jack pulled her close and whispered in her ear. "I have another thought…" he said quietly, caressing the back of her neck lovingly.
xx
what's that man up to now? You know, I'm a little suprised no one commented on his Teal'c mimicking in the last chapter, or complained about the "non-kiss" :(
