Changing Lives 49/55 (Sam/Janet femslash) Stargate SG-1
"She looked so beautiful, didn't she Sam?" Janet asked as she sat heavily on the bed back in their hotel room. "And so did Annie. And Izzie. Izzie was amazing, wasn't she?"
"She sure was, honey," Sam agreed wistfully. "I think she was more excited than anybody. She's a real sweet girl. And she loves Cassie."
"Cassie loves her too," Janet replied. "She loves the whole family. They're gonna be together forever. Like us," she smiled as she looked up at Sam.
Sam looked carefully at Janet. "You tired?" she asked.
Janet smiled. "Yeah," she admitted. "And stiff. But happy. I'm very happy, Sam."
"Me too, hon," Sam said. "Your back hurting again Jan?"
"A little," Janet said. "It's not bad though."
Sam sat down next to her, and cupped her cheek gently, and kissed her very softly on the lips. "How about a massage, and then a hot bath?" she suggested.
"Oh that sounds great," Janet said. "You'll come in the tub with me?"
"If that's what you want," Sam replied.
"It is," Janet said firmly.
Sam helped Janet out of her clothes. "On your front," she instructed, and went to get the massage oil.
Janet marveled at how Sam's strong hands could be so gentle on her skin, pressing and kneading carefully to get all the knots and kinks out of her back. "God that's good," Janet breathed, as Sam worked her way down Janet's spine. "You have magic hands, Sam."
Sam smiled. "Any excuse to touch you, you know that," she teased. In truth, she was just grateful to be able to offer Janet some relief. After nearly an hour, Janet's eyes were closing. Sam kissed her tenderly on the back of the neck, and drew the sheet up over her. "Sleep, honey," she whispered.
"Nuh uh," Janet's words were slurring slightly. "Run the tub, Sam. I wanna take that bath with you."
"You don't want to sleep a while first?" Sam asked solicitously.
"After," Janet said.
Once the bath was full of warm water, Sam added some essential oils. She went back into the bedroom, and sat on the bed next to Janet, who was by now lying on her back, watching Sam's every move. Sam leant down and kissed her softly on the lips. "S'all ready baby," she said. "If you still want it."
Janet sat up, and ran her hand down Sam's soft cheek. "I swear you get more lovely every time I look at you," she said, a hint of wonder in her voice. She reached out and started to unbutton Sam's shirt. "Don't mistake me," this time she had a twinkle in her eye, "you look beautiful in these clothes. You were amazing at the wedding. But you're even more beautiful without clothes." She slid the shirt down Sam's sleeves, touching and kissing her at every opportunity.
Soon they were both naked. "Tub," Sam reminded Janet. "Water'll be getting cold." And she led her to the bathroom, and they got into the tub together, Janet sitting in front of Sam. Sam pulled Janet back gently, so that she was lying against her front, and with a washcloth lovingly rubbed soap into her body.
At that moment, Janet had never felt so loved and cared for. "Thank you sweetie," her voice cracked slightly. "That feels wonderful."
Sam kissed her on her slender neck. "How's your back feel?"
"S'great now," Janet said. "Thanks to you." She felt behind her and grasped one of Sam's hands, and brought it to her lips, kissing it. Suddenly, she felt a new sensation in her belly. "Oh my God," she exhaled, sitting up slightly.
"Jan?" Sam was alarmed. "What is it baby? Are you okay?"
Janet twisted and half turned to face her. Sam saw a huge smile on her face. "She kicked!" Janet was ecstatic. "The baby kicked. Oh, she's just done it again. Feel!" she brought Sam's hand to her belly.
After a moment, Sam felt a fluttering under her fingers. "Was that the baby?" she asked, awe in her voice.
"That's the baby alright," Janet couldn't stop grinning. "Seems she wanted to be part of Cass's wedding day after all."
"Is that normal?" Sam asked. "Should the baby be kicking already?"
"I'm 22 weeks, Sam," Janet said, "she's bang on schedule. Oh my God, Sam, it's the most incredible feeling. Our baby," tears formed in her eyes. "Our baby."
= = =
"Do you think you can sleep?" Sam asked Janet, as she snuggled down in the bed next to her.
"Like the dead," Janet replied drowsily. "It's been a wonderful day, hasn't it Sam?"
"The best," Sam agreed. "I've never been to such a beautiful wedding. And now this," she placed her hand over Janet's belly. "Life is good, huh?"
"It really is," Janet's voice was dreamy.
= = =
"I think it's perfect," Anna said in a firm voice, as they pulled over at the grocery store in Minnesota. "And really romantic, too."
"Are you sure you don't mind?" Cassie had started to worry. "It's just... I know we don't want to spend too much money. And it sounded so romantic when Uncle Jack offered to lend us his cabin for our honeymoon. But now we're almost there, I'm wondering if maybe it's a bit too basic. I mean, we did all that on our world tour. Staying in cabins. Tents. Under the stars. The honeymoon's supposed to be memorable."
"There's a log fire, right?" Anna asked.
Cassie nodded.
"And a big bed?" Anna asked.
Cassie nodded again.
"And you're going to be in that bed with me?"
Cassie nodded a third time, a grin creeping over her face.
"Well," Anna was smiling broadly. "It sounds pretty damned perfect to me."
"There's a lake too," Cassie found her voice again. "With no fish in it."
"I hate fish," Anna said. "But I love lakes. Moonlight over the water at night. C'mon," she pulled Cassie by the hand toward the store. "Let's get these groceries. I want to see that cabin as soon as possible. I want to check out that bed too," she winked.
= = =
"It's good to be home," Janet said, as she got out of the car.
Sam opened the back door of the car, and Toby and Albie bounded out, with Albie in particular leaping up and running around madly. "It sure is," she agreed, "and the boys agree too, don't you?" she reached down and petted Toby.
"I suggest we leave the unpacking and laundry until tomorrow," Janet suggested. "I think we should call for take-out and then," she fingered Sam's collar, "then, we should have an early night."
"It's only 4pm Jan," Sam reminded her lover.
"It's 4pm in Colorado," Janet pointed out. "In London it's 11pm. Hey," she pretended to pout. "Is it my fault my hormones are out of control? I'm a pregnant lady you know."
Sam grinned in anticipation. "Well, in that case," she said, "I don't suppose you can help it."
Janet grinned back. "Damned straight I can't," she said. "Anyway," she was already sliding Sam's jacket down her arms, "we should make the most of this while we can. Once this one arrives," she pointed down to her belly, "everything's gonna change."
"Everything's gonna be wonderful," Sam said, capturing her lips with her own.
"Even if we don't make love for weeks?" Janet was suddenly serious, voicing a concern that had started to nag at her.
"Even if we don't for months. For years," Sam replied firmly. "I hope you're not worrying about that Jan?" she put an arm round her shoulders.
"Some people don't want to for ages after they've given birth," Janet said.
"Well then we won't," Sam's voice was tender. "All I need is to hold you, to have you by my side. There's no hurry, baby. Not for anything. Jan," she pushed a lock of hair behind Janet's ear. "It's going to be amazing. Our baby's going to be amazing. He'll be perfect," she smiled, reminding Janet that they disagreed on the predicted sex of the baby.
"She'll be perfect," Janet pulled herself together. "And very soon," she groaned, "I'm gonna be fat. Real fat."
"You'll be perfect too," Sam told her. "The more of you there is, the happier I am." She cupped a swollen breast gently. "And you know how I feel about these," she grinned.
Janet smiled. "I think I have some idea of your views," she said, trying and failing to hide a smile.
"We'll get take-out later, huh?" Sam's mouth was suddenly dry.
"Much later," Janet agreed, grasping her by the hand and leading her to the stairs. "I have plans for you right now."
"I'm all yours, Jan," Sam said. "All yours."