Ch 59
Jack was on the phone when Sam walked into his office. She waited for him to finish to talk to him, but something in his demeanor told her something wasn't right.
"Jack? What happened?" She asked when he lowered the phone; he rubbed his face tiredly.
"The President," he looked at her. "He wants to see me in the morning." Sam thought about it
"About Homeworld security?"
"Yes." He huffed. "Sam, it looks like I'll be moving to Washington."
"Well, I've been thinking…"
"When aren't you?" She rose her eyebrow. "Sorry, go on."
"Jack, with the ship you can travel back and forth, it doesn't take more than a couple of minutes. It's even better than commuting in DC," Jack grinned.
"I know there was a reason why I loved the way you think."
"Well, you still have to wait until the meeting tomorrow and take it from there."
"Yeah, one day at the time." He winked, then he noticed the folders she was holding in her lap. "More paperwork?"
"Yes," she smiled and lowered them in his desk.
"Oh, joy!" he stood up and smiled at her, "care to join me for some cake?"
"Add coffee, and I'm all yours."
"Sweet!" They walk out of his office while talking about other things.
The next day when Jack returned from Washington, he went straight to Sam's lab. She looked up surprised to see him still in his dress blues
"How did it go?"
"You are looking at the head of homeworld security."
"Is that good news, right?"
"Yes, it is. I agree with two conditions."
"Which were?"
"I travel back and forth using the ship every day, and Hank Landry takes over here."
"And he agreed?"
"Of course, there weren't many options to fill that position." He smirked.
"What's the catch?"
"Actually, the bonus."
"Really?"
"Yup, Kinsey hates that I'm head of home would security" Sam smiled
"I'll bet he does."
"Oh, I'm sure of it. He presented a complaint, and you won't believe what the President did."
"I'm intrigued, tell me."
"He made Kinsey resign right there and then," Sam mouth opened in shock.
"You got to be joking."
"Nope, it really good to see Kinsey that pissed off" Sam giggled
"So, what do you say we get out of here for the day?"
"I got work to do, General," she pointed.
"Then Colonel Carter, I'm ordering you to take the rest of the day off so I can take you home for a private celebration," he wriggled his eyebrows.
"I can't go against an order like that, right, General?" she licked her lips deliberately, making his eyes dilate and he groaned. "Give me fifteen minutes, and I'll meet you top side."
"I'll be waiting, Colonel..." he got close to her and leaned "and damn you, you totally did that unpurpose," his breath made her shiver and when he noticed he took a step forward and grinned. "Two can play the game, Colonel." He walked towards the door. "Fifteen minutes or I'll come and drag you."
An hour and a half later they were in bed making love for the rest of the day.
The next day, Jack had sent a letter to all the personal about the changes; when Daniel read the letter, he ran out of his office and up to Jack's.
"You are leaving, Jack?" he asked, and Jack closed the file he was reading
"Yes, Daniel. Orders are orders."
"But, Jack! Washington? What about Sam and the kids?" Jack sighed
"They will remain here."
"You are leaving them?"
"I'm using the ship for my daily commute. I'll still be here, with them too."
"Oh! And Sam knows about it?"
"Yup. Now, if you will excuse me, I got these reports to go through, and I'm sure you got some old rock to look."
"Artifacts, Jack. They are called artifacts."
"Same thing," Daniel shook his head as he walked out of Jack office.
Over the next two weeks, Jack finished getting things in order and greeted Major General Hank Landry.
"Jack, I still can't believe what you and everyone here, has been doing in the past few years," Hank commented as they walked around the base.
"Yeah, quite awesome, I know. I've written out few things you should know and any problems you can contact me at the Pentagon."
"I'm sure I'll be fine. When do you start?"
"Monday. They got a crew in working shifts trying to get the place done up before I get there."
"I'll bet it will be nice."
"There's something I want to show you," they walked to the garage, and Jack took Hank for a trip. Then he noticed the time and blanched.
"Everything alright?"
"No. Crap! Sam's going to kill me."
"Sam? Who's Sam?"
"Colonel Carter."
"Colonel Carter, what could she possibly do?" Jack turned to Hank
"You have no idea what she is capable of," he muttered as he parked the ship and saw her waiting for him. Jack grimaced, and they walked out of the ship.
"Jack, you are a General," Landry chuckled.
"Jack," Sam hissed, her arms were crossed in her chest.
"We didn't do anything wrong." He raised his hand in surrender. "I promise."
"Yet, you failed to announce Colonel Reynolds or me that you were leaving the SGC. Walter has been trying to reach you for the last twenty minutes! And you never showed up at the control room; you know what that means. I had to track you down."
"Colonel Carter! That's enough! You are speaking with your superior officer." Hank said.
"With all due respect, sir. General O'Neill knows the rules, and he's fully aware of the consequences. Am I wrong, General?" Jack groaned
"Yes, I do. Sorry," he sighed. Sam shocked her head
"The President is waiting for you to return his call."
"Oh, crap."
"Yeah. Oh, crap indeed. What am I going to do with you?" she muttered shaking her head as she walked away from the garage.
"Jack, are you sure that letting Colonel Carter get away with this behavior is a good idea? It's not the best example of behavior for her team."
"Yep"
"Why? She should know better."
"Yeah, Hank. So do I," Jack turned to his old friend who was frowning confused by the actions. "Don't worry, they all know that for me she's more than a Colonel, scientist, leader of the flagship team, and second in command."
"Jack, you are saying? That's against the rules."
"Relax, Hank… she's my wife." Hank looked shocked.
"Your wife?"
"Yep, and I'm in so much trouble now. Come on; we can't keep the President waiting any longer," they walked out of the garage
"Jack? What did she mean with the 'you know what would happen if you break the rules'?" Jack blushed
"No cake for two days plus a set of personal things."
"Personal things?" Hank looked amused.
"Yup, no fooling around for forty-eight hours. It can be worse," Jack said with a groan
"It can't be that bad."
"Oh, yes. She has a torturer soul. You were married, Hank. Imagine your wife wearing the sexiest gown she owned, and then… she forbids you to touch her. You can't do anything about it except take as many cold showers as you need," Hank chuckled.
"I see what you mean."
"Well, that's part of what she entails with her menace," Hank grinned
"I'm sure you will survive," Jack groaned.
Hank used the rest of the day to settle a bit more, and Jack even managed to organize a visit to the Alpha site so he could get a taste of gate travel.
On Monday morning, Jack walked into homeworld Security office and looked around for the first time. Other staff members with clearance walk in and they started their day. By the end of the day, Jack was hungry and tired; he spent the whole day in meetings by the time he flew back to the SGC and landed the ship. He smiled when he saw who was waiting for him. He walked off the ship and into Sam's arms.
"You look tired," she whispered.
"I am. Let's go home," He gave her a quick kiss before walking out of the garage
"How did Hank's first day go?"
"Good. He got a lost couple of times," she shook his head as she saw Jack grinning.
"Well, the corridors do look the same, Sam," he pointed as they walked towards the elevator.
"I know. Daniel's down in Antarctica; the personal found ancient writing."
"And how did he get there?"
"Prometheus' in orbit," she explained as they reached the car and drove home.
A week later, Jack entered the family room where Sam waited for him, with the next envelope on his hand. It has his name, so he opened it, inside there were two letters, one for him. One for Sam. He gave her hers and started on his.
"Sam, what is it?" He asked as she was still immersed in hers and he had already finished his, twice.
"This letter explains everything about how to make a hand-held laser weapon and then goes on saying that I need to build two hundred of them." She finished with a raised eyebrow.
"I think I do, Sam." He sighed waving his letter. "According to this. Daniel finds the address to Atlantis, and it mentions a Major John Sheppard."
"Does it say why him?"
"Just clues," they exchanged their letters.
"Family?" She frowned
"As you see, it says I should put him on the team to Atlantis."
"Oh," Sam sat back with widened eyes.
"Oh, what?"
"Family... Atlantis," she told him as if it made all sense in the world
"We are not as bright as you are, darling. Care to put some more words into that?" She snorted and rolled her eyes at him
"Jack, if I'm right, Major Sheppard has the ancient gene."
"And you figured that from Atlantis and family?" he squinted at her
"Yup, I will need to test him."
"I'll guess I'll be making some calls in the morning. Now, for this cool doohickey, you've instructed yourself to build…" she smiled. "Just tell Hank what you need," he finished, and she kissed him
"Thank you, Jack," she whispered against his lips.
"You know, there is another way you can thank me," he wriggled his eyebrows, standing up, he held out his hand. Sam put her hand in his then he pulled her up and walked slowly towards their bedroom, turning the lights off along the way.