In Time: Family
Title: Family
Summary: SG-1 is having a party at Sam’s house.
Timeframe: None.
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Genre: General, Friendship
Rating: G
Family
He’s finding it's getting harder to breathe when she looks at him like that. Her bright blue eyes are wide as saucers, glimmering directly at him. He’s unable to form coherent thought or speech at the moment, so he just stands there dumbly and stares back at her, open-mouthed.
“Sir,” Her smile deepens. “I’m glad you could make it,”
Finding it in himself to nod, Jack steps inside as she moves aside and waves him in. He can’t help but look her up and down when her back is turned and he’s closed the door behind him.
She’s beautiful. Dressed in a strapless, light blue and yellow sun dress that accents her golden hair and those gorgeous blue eyes, Jack finds it difficult to shift his gaze. The gentle sway of her hips as she moves in front of him has got the poor man absolutely mesmerized.
He follows her through the house and to her backyard, holding a precious little package in his closed right fist.
The rest of the team is waiting out back, sitting casually and amiably chatting around a picnic table. Jack raises a hand to wave as Daniel and Teal’c lift their heads and glance over at him.
“Hey kids,” he greets enthusiastically with a genuine smile, taking a seat at the wooden table and not even realizing he’s sat next to Sam until a second later. The small package in his hand is carefully tucked away in the pocket of his jeans.
They all lose themselves in the easy, friendly chatter that has made their team of misfits a family over the past few years, and enjoy a feast of barbecued chicken, potato salad, and corn on the cob.
Afterwards, Jack sips at his beer and steps into the house, going to the kitchen where Sam is putting things away. Teal’c and Daniel are outside, setting more paper plates and napkins for dessert.
He purposefully strides toward her by the sink, slipping a hand into his right pocket and extracting the small package. Jack coughs to gain her attention.
She turns at the noise, her eyes widening as the familiar brilliant smile graces her lips. “Colonel,” Her gaze is suddenly fixed on the package in his hand, brows furrowing in silent curiosity.
He holds it out to her, not saying a word.
Sam tentatively takes it from his hand, gently unwraps the yellow tissue paper and opens a small white box. Her eyes light up even more, this time in complete awe.
Carefully fingering the tiny object within the box, she takes it out with the greatest of care, examining the finely crafted metal and stones with intense fascination. It’s a miniature stargate, no bigger than a half dollar. On the tiny, carved stone steps, she notices that there is an engraving.
SG-1; Team and Family Forever
Her smile is priceless, and Jack can’t help but grin with pride, leaning back on his heels.
“Thank you, sir,” Sam moves closer, still holding the miniature gate in her palm. She leans forward and hugs him tightly, savoring the feel of his arms around her when he gets over his momentary shock.
His head leans down into the crook of her shoulder. She loves the way he hugs.
Jack’s breath is soft against her neck as he murmurs, “Happy Birthday, Sam,”
She gives him one more squeeze and pulls away slowly, not at all awkwardly. She can’t stop smiling as their eyes are locked.
Yes, it’s a very happy birthday indeed.
-The End-
Summary: SG-1 is having a party at Sam’s house.
Timeframe: None.
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Genre: General, Friendship
Rating: G
Family
He’s finding it's getting harder to breathe when she looks at him like that. Her bright blue eyes are wide as saucers, glimmering directly at him. He’s unable to form coherent thought or speech at the moment, so he just stands there dumbly and stares back at her, open-mouthed.
“Sir,” Her smile deepens. “I’m glad you could make it,”
Finding it in himself to nod, Jack steps inside as she moves aside and waves him in. He can’t help but look her up and down when her back is turned and he’s closed the door behind him.
She’s beautiful. Dressed in a strapless, light blue and yellow sun dress that accents her golden hair and those gorgeous blue eyes, Jack finds it difficult to shift his gaze. The gentle sway of her hips as she moves in front of him has got the poor man absolutely mesmerized.
He follows her through the house and to her backyard, holding a precious little package in his closed right fist.
The rest of the team is waiting out back, sitting casually and amiably chatting around a picnic table. Jack raises a hand to wave as Daniel and Teal’c lift their heads and glance over at him.
“Hey kids,” he greets enthusiastically with a genuine smile, taking a seat at the wooden table and not even realizing he’s sat next to Sam until a second later. The small package in his hand is carefully tucked away in the pocket of his jeans.
They all lose themselves in the easy, friendly chatter that has made their team of misfits a family over the past few years, and enjoy a feast of barbecued chicken, potato salad, and corn on the cob.
Afterwards, Jack sips at his beer and steps into the house, going to the kitchen where Sam is putting things away. Teal’c and Daniel are outside, setting more paper plates and napkins for dessert.
He purposefully strides toward her by the sink, slipping a hand into his right pocket and extracting the small package. Jack coughs to gain her attention.
She turns at the noise, her eyes widening as the familiar brilliant smile graces her lips. “Colonel,” Her gaze is suddenly fixed on the package in his hand, brows furrowing in silent curiosity.
He holds it out to her, not saying a word.
Sam tentatively takes it from his hand, gently unwraps the yellow tissue paper and opens a small white box. Her eyes light up even more, this time in complete awe.
Carefully fingering the tiny object within the box, she takes it out with the greatest of care, examining the finely crafted metal and stones with intense fascination. It’s a miniature stargate, no bigger than a half dollar. On the tiny, carved stone steps, she notices that there is an engraving.
SG-1; Team and Family Forever
Her smile is priceless, and Jack can’t help but grin with pride, leaning back on his heels.
“Thank you, sir,” Sam moves closer, still holding the miniature gate in her palm. She leans forward and hugs him tightly, savoring the feel of his arms around her when he gets over his momentary shock.
His head leans down into the crook of her shoulder. She loves the way he hugs.
Jack’s breath is soft against her neck as he murmurs, “Happy Birthday, Sam,”
She gives him one more squeeze and pulls away slowly, not at all awkwardly. She can’t stop smiling as their eyes are locked.
Yes, it’s a very happy birthday indeed.
-The End-