Newly Weds

By Sam I Am –

Rating: PG (can't honestly be any more than that)

Warnings: Sam/Jack (that's a warning for anyone who don't like that)

Category: Sam/Jack Romance, Humour. (If there's anything I missed out someone tell me!)

Spoilers: References to 'Seth', maybe 'Divide and conquer.

Time frame: Um... whenever after 'Divide and Conquer' (I think!)

Summary: If only undercover missions could always be this much fun!

Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime / Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. No copyright infringement is intended. No money is being made. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. Not to be archived without permission. If you want to archive my story TELL ME, or, to borrow a phrase from our beloved Colonel, I am SO gonna kick your ass!

Author's Notes: This is the first chapter of a story I began a while ago. Just felt like putting it on line, for no apparent reason at all! Enjoy!

Dedications: I have the best Best Pal/Editor in the world and I love her to bits! Thanks for everything, Hon! Also to everyone who catch my bus to school and my classmates! Love you all! Finally, to every single S/J fan out there. You guys rock!

Here's the beginning... Newly Weds!

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The debriefing was boring as Hell and Daniel wasn't improving matters by babbling on about the inhabitants of D5S... oh who was he kidding?!? Like he knew what that damn planet was called!

Jack watched the excited archaeologist's mouth moving forming words, but all he could hear was 'Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah!'

He sighed slightly as Daniel finally paused for air. General Hammond interrupted before Daniel could begin again, "Thank you, Dr. Jackson. I will seriously reconsider setting up a facility for anthropologists to study the Jobians."

Daniel smiled pleased with himself as the General looked around the table almost pleading people to answer his question in the negative, "Anything you'd like to add?" When no one answered the General smiled slightly, "SG-1, you're dismissed."

Jack almost sprung from his chair, but then the General spoke, "Colonel O'Neill. Major Carter. Would you both stay behind for a moment?"

He turned slowly on the spot as his 2IC lowered herself back into her seat, a look of complete confusion on her face. He walked back to his seat and sat down opposite her again.

Maybe the General had noticed his loss of concentration part way through Daniel's monolog. He'd accidentally knocked Carter's leg and he'd frozen completely still as the woman's blue eyes locked with his for a second. He'd felt himself blush and then felt her leg knock against his purposefully, a look he couldn't quite decipher on her face, before she drew her leg under her chair.

Dear God... that doesn't count as playing footsie, does it? That can't be allowed!

The General spoke, drawing their attention to the two new briefing folders before them, "There is another Goa'uld on Earth."

"Another Goa'uld?" Jack spoke as none to fond memories of Seth and that crazy smoke, which made him completely forget who he was, came to mind.

General Hammond nodded motioning towards a picture of the man in their folders, "Unlike Seth, who you've previously encountered, this Goa'uld hasn't been here along time. He only arrived recently."

Jack looked at the photo. The guy's face was sunken, but otherwise quite handsome for a snake head. He had blue eyes and blonde hair, his skin well tanned. Not bad. Jack spoke slowly, "Recently?"

Carter's eyes widened slightly at something she was looking at in her folder. A flush came to her cheeks as she hurriedly shut the folder and glanced at him before staring at General Hammond with rapt attention.

Hammond spoke, "We have no intel on who this Goa'uld is or why he's consorting with Colonel Maybourne..."

"Maybourne?"

General Hammond chuckled, "Colonel, are you going to repeat everything I say in this briefing?"

"Sorry sir, but... Maybourne? What the hell is a Goa'uld doing talking to Maybourne?"

"We don't know, but that is the 2nd objective in this mission..."

"And the 1st?" Carter asked finding her voice though after she'd spoken the embarrassed flush returned.

"The 1st is to find out where the Goa'uld's Mother ship is," General Hammond indicated to the satellite picture, "This was seen coming into orbit past Saturn 2 months ago."

The picture clearly showed a Mother ship. Jack looked up at his CO, "Why wasn't anything done to stop it?"

"Because a second after this picture was taken, the ship cloaked..."

"And you don't know where it is now," Carter said filling in the gap.

"That is correct, Major." General Hammond spoke, "The President has asked that you and Major Carter go under cover to see what you can find out."

Jack looked through his folder, past the endless photos of Maybourne and the Goa'uld 'consorting', flipping through all the pages of writing, until he came to something of interest.

He felt a blush come to his own cheeks as he gawped at their new identities:

Name: Jonathon 'Jack' Kent

Age: 42

D.O.B: 03/03/1959

Nationality: American citizen

Last known residence: , Ohio...

"I seemed to have become younger..."

The General nodded, "You will both be required to disguise yourselves with hair dye and coloured contacts."

Jack didn't mind. His profile wasn't what bothered him. His profile was perfectly OK, except for two lines which made his eyes fly to the other profile...

Spouse: Samantha Louise Kent

Date of Marriage: 14/07/2001

That was tomorrow... Oh God! His eyes fixed on the other profile his jaw dropping slightly...

Name: Samantha Louise Kent

Maiden Name: Samantha Louise Riley.

Age: 37

D.O.B: 20/05/1964

Nationality: American citizen

Last known residence: , Ohio...

The two lines Jack needed to see appeared in his eye line and Jack felt his throat constrict:

Spouse: Jonathon 'Jack' Kent

Date of Marriage: 14/07/2001

"Colonel?" Jack looked up at General Hammond as the man spoke with a knowing smile, "You will be posing as a newly wed couple on their honeymoon..."

"Newly Wed?!?"

General Hammond spoke, "You're repeating me again, Colonel."

"Sorry, Sir," Jack managed to stammer.

General Hammond continued, "You are getting married tomorrow I believe..."

It was Carter's turn to stammer a reply, "We're... we're... what?!?"

"You are not actually getting married, Major," General Hammond said with a smile showing he was enjoying this WAY too much! He cleared his throat, "But you'll both be arriving at the airport fully geared up..."

"In a wedding dress?" Sam asked looking as if she'd never heard anything more absurd.

"Yes. And you, Colonel, will be in a Tux."

"A Tux?" Jack repeated before muttering, "Sorry, Sir." He cleared his throat, "I assume we won't have to get on the plane like that?"

The General grinned again, "You'll be flying in comfortable clothing, Son, first class. Don't worry." The General grin became utterly mischievous, "You'll be flying out, after your wedding, to Maui tomorrow afternoon..."

"Maui?!?"

This time it was Carter's turn to repeat the General. Jack looked at the woman who seemed to have turned beetroot red at the mention of Maui. Jack didn't blame her after Urgo had decided making Jack's thoughts on the place known to everyone else was a clever idea!

"Yes, Major. Maui. Colonel Maybourne has been island hopping in many tropical destinations since my temporary retirement," he glanced at Jack a silent 'thank you' in his eyes as always when the subject was brought up, "But he hasn't moved for almost six months and has naturally raised suspicion. It was 2 months ago that he was photographed with another man. Another photo was taken but showing the body heat. Let's say it's not that easy to hide a Goa'uld from that."

Jack looked at his 2IC as she looked back up at him. In any other situation this would've been hilarious, but naturally... it wasn't. The truth was he'd dreamed of this so many times and they were about to do it... as an undercover mission.

"Can no one else do the mission?"

They both spoke in unison making them blush even harder as the General struggled to keep his amusement completely under wraps, "The President specifically asked for you two because of your experience with the Goa'uld and your ability to carry out orders. Also, you, Colonel, seem to have an understanding with Colonel Maybourne."

Jack muttered mutinously under his breath as Carter murmured, "Sir, do we... I mean... are we... uh... do we have to...?"

The General spoke still smiling, "You'll have to act like a newly wed couple, Major."

The Major's complexion became an even more vivid pink as her jaw gritted. Jack looked at the General as the man murmured, "And I think we all know how newly wed couples act."

Jack grimaced slightly at that before the General spoke glancing at his wrist watch. 2330. Jesus, it was late. Daniel could sure talk!

"OK. Both of you get some rest and report to the infirmary at 0800."

"Fraiser taking a hand at costume design, Sir?"

General Hammond nodded before murmuring, "Good luck. Dismissed."

Jack sped from the room, Carter hot on his tail. They were a way down the corridor before she said softly, "Colonel?"

He stopped and turned hesitantly to look at her. She was still blushing shyly as he murmured, "Uh... that would be... Jack... now... I guess."

She nodded suddenly fascinated by the floor, "And... Sam."

Jack nodded and murmured, "Night... Sam."

He turned again but then felt a hand on his shoulder, "Uh... Jack?"

She stepped in front of him as she mumbled, "How... um... How do... uh... newly weds... act?" There was a prayer in her eyes along the lines of 'Please don't say they act like I think they do'.

Jack cleared his throat slightly and spoke uncomfortably, "They... um... well... newly wed couples... uh... they... th... um... they... can't keep their hands of each other." Jack stammered hurriedly, scrapping a hand through his hair bashfully before speeding past her to his quarters.

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Sam walked into the infirmary and could hear the Colonel's loud objections, "I am SO not walking around in this!"

She heard Janet speak mockingly stifling chuckles, "Personally, Mr. Kent I can see why Mrs. Kent fell for you. You look damn good in that tuxedo!"

"That's it! I'm changing!"

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, Jack. Or would you prefer to wear the dress?"

Sam finally saw him stood there in a tux, looking extremely awkward and irritated... but damn, did he look fine... Whoa, wrong line of thoughts there!

He looked up then and probably saw the approving smile on her face before it disappeared. She saw him gulp slightly as he murmured, "Carter."

"Nah uh uh, Colonel. You have to call her 'Sam'," Janet insisted obviously milking the situation for all that it was worth.

Jack blushed and frowned embarrassed, "Not here I don't."

"Well, you need to practice or else you're gonna blow your cover. Now, can I hear you call her something other than 'Major', 'Carter' or 'Major Carter'?"

Jack stared at his shoes grudgingly, shoving his hands into his pockets as he managed to grumble, "Hey Sam."

Janet immediately began to giggle and Sam could see that this was quite funny. Sam remembered when she'd been at high school and they'd had to dance with a boy for one of the Teacher's farfetched project ideas, Ballroom Dancing. The boys had all looked like the Colonel... Jack... did right now.

Sam cleared her throat slightly, "Where do you want me, Janet?"

Janet controlled her laughter as she said seriously, "Ah yes. You need to try on your dress."

"I assume we won't need to wear these all the time?" Jack grumbled from behind her.

Janet answered his question with a shake of her head, "You can wear normal clothes after you arrive in style at the airport."

Sam was lead into the private room that was vacant. Janet pointed to the pure white dress lying on the bed. Sam felt a lump appear in her throat as Janet went to the door and said, "Colonel, Captain Keating will begin to sort you out."

Sam now noticed the young woman stood in the infirmary using one of the gurneys as a make-up table. She could've filled three large closets with all of that stuff!

Captain Bethany Keating's long auburn hair was always pulled back and kept safe from everything. The woman's one love was her hair and although Sam didn't like her vanity, Captain Keating was a lively, chatty woman. She winked at Janet and snipped her scissors together impatiently, her blue eyes rolling to the heavens, "Come on, Mr. Kent. I haven't got all day and your wife may need my attention at some point."

Jack grumbled mutinously something that sounded awfully like, "That's Colonel to you, Captain," as he sauntered towards her reluctantly.

The woman flashed her a grin and winked comically as Sam just smiled back sheepishly, the Captain's words still spinning around her head, 'Your wife'?

Janet closed the door again and pulled her by the sleeve to the bed, "Right. Let's dress you up."

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Janet looked her in the eyes as she came into the room grinning, "Oh, Bethany! I think you did good! Sam looks fantastic!"

The woman grinned, "I'll go help finish off the Colonel, now I've done her hair," she looked at Sam, "Didn't know I used to be a part-time hairdresser, did you?"

"Nope," Sam said with a smile, "Thank you."

"No problem," the Captain said as she left the room.

Janet tottered over to her like a teenage girl trying out 'styles' with her best friend, grinning from ear to ear as Sam murmured, "Do you have a mirror?"

"Sure," Janet grabbed the handheld mirror from the bedside table as Sam stared at her reflection. She barely recognized herself.

Her hair was now long and seriously wavy almost curly. It looked natural, rather than looking overly blonde, overly straight or overly frizzy.

She ran her fingers through it gently, "Wow."

Janet grinned and then spoke excitedly, "Do you like your contacts?"

She looked at her dark brown eyes and smiled, "Yeah. They're great."

Janet squealed happily and then spoke, "Then we're ready to begin phase 2!"

"Phase 2?"

Janet grinned mischievously, "Well, it's rather obvious you and the Colonel need some practice when it comes to the acting like 'newly weds' and General Hammond ordered..."

"Oh no no no no no! I don't want to hear it!"

Janet spoke loudly, "... that you to need to get a little... more... newly wed!"

"Oh dear lord!" Sam said hand on forehead, "And I thought we'd have the rest of the day off!"

"No. It's going to be a LONG day!"

Sam sighed impatiently, "When are we catching our flight?"

"About 5, but you need to be there about 4, seen as the idea is that you two are supposed to run in late, fully-geared up."

She glanced at her watch. It had only just gone 1030. Great!

There was a knock on the door and Janet said brightly, "Come in!"

"Hey Janet. You said there was something you needed help wi... Oh my God! Sam?!?"

Sam smiled slightly as Daniel and Teal'c stepped into the room. Daniel was gawping at her and then looked at the wedding dress in confusion, "Did I miss something?"

Janet smiled, "Didn't Hammond tell you about Mr. Kent and his bride-to-be?"

"I believe he did not," Teal'c said his eyebrow rising, "Should he have?"

"Yes," Janet sighed. She beckoned them back through the door into the infirmary, where she realized they'd obviously discovered Jack, and turned to Sam, "I'll explain to Daniel and Teal'c while you get into that dress. If you need a hand call me."

"OK. Uh... what does the 'practice' entail?" Sam asked cautiously.

"Well, the first thing you need to do is... actually I think we'll start with dancing. Leave the best till last!" The Devious Doctor winked.

"Dancing?!?!?!?!" Sam said fearfully as she jumped up off the bed, "Janet, I... I... I really DON'T dance!"

"Good job we're going to that first then."

"What's the dancing for?"

Janet grinned slyly and didn't answer, but instead continued with her previous line of thought, "Seen as you'll find dancing most difficult we'll practice that. I'm guessing that you won't find the kissing any problem at all!"

"The kissing?!?" Sam exclaimed in a surprisingly shrill voice as her giggling friend closed the door behind her.

Sam collapsed back to sitting on the bed with a frustrated sigh. She glanced at the dress beside her. It was a beautiful dress.

'God, I wish this was real...' She shuddered, 'No. No I don't. Now you really are being silly.'

Janet had told her about her 'new' occupation. She was a kindergarten teacher. That was great, Sam loved kids, but the previous occupation she'd apparently had... well, she'd been an underwear model!

She smiled at the thought that Daniel was probably here to coach Jack into being a convincing archaeologist. By the end of this the Colonel probably will have morphed into Indiana Jones! Sam felt herself bite her bottom lip, trying to stop the thoughts that played through her head at that particular little fantasy.

She sighed softly and lifted the dress holding it up against her and twirling on the spot. She smiled, "This might not be so bad after all."

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Jack sat on the edge of the gurney swinging his legs as Captain Keating told him what she'd done. Apparently, his hair was died brown and he had to wear glasses as a disguise. That meant most of the time he could wear shades, which was fine by him. Besides that, she was talking him through his occupation...

"I'm a what?!?"

"You're an archaeologist who has worked in Egypt and returned to the USA six years ago when you began giving lectures. You're a professor," she said with a grin as she put his glasses on.

"You sure you're not reading from Carter's file?"

The woman gave a wry smile, "I'm positive, unless you happen to be a kindergarten teacher, who was a women's' underwear model before that?"

Jack felt all the blood rush to his face for what must have been the twentieth time in less than 24hrs, "I'll take the archaeologist."

Just the thought of Sam as an underwear model made his heart stop...

He immediately shook off the thoughts as Captain Keating spoke, "Right then, Colonel. I think you're done!"

"Great!" Jack said sarcastically as he jumped off the bed.

Daniel, Teal'c and Janet who'd all been talking in the corner wandered over.

"Wow, Jack! You look... different!"

"Shut up, Daniel!" Jack said harshly as he saw the man's amused expression.

Janet looked him up and down, "Daniel had a point when he said 'Wow'! You honestly look great in a tux, Colonel."

Jack gave her a warning look as Teal'c began speaking, "Why is it that you deter from wearing a tuxedo, O'Neill?"

Jack shuffled his feet, "They make me feel uncomfortable. I feel like a suit."

"I do not understand how anyone could feel like an article of clothing."

It was at that moment that the door to the private room opened slowly and Sam stepped into the bright lights of the Infirmary.

Jack felt his breath physically punched from his diaphragm as he looked at her. Her hair was now long, wavy and golden and he vaguely heard Janet congratulating Captain Keating again about the wonderful hair extensions and then discussing with the chatty Captain if they should fix it up for later, although Jack thought her hair looked beautiful how it was. Sam's now brown eyes met his from behind the white veil and didn't seem to lose any of their intensity as she shyly smiled her beautiful smile. In her eyes he could read the silent question and could almost hear her apprehensive voice in his head.

'Well... how do I look?'

The long white dress had a slight train and was a sort of Celtic style, with long sleeves. The whole dress was pure white and when the light shone on it you could barely miss her. It was off the shoulder, showing her dainty neck and... went lower. The bodice was tight and most definitely showed of her body for how it was.

One thought ran round Jack's head at that moment and he SO wished it wasn't!

'She is so beautiful...'

Sam broke the eye contact and turned to the two women, "I really love these brown contacts."

"I thought green," Captain Keating said with a smile, "But Janet insisted on brown!"

Sam smiled and then murmured, "Can I take this off now? I feel kinda... silly."

Janet laughed and murmured, "No way! We're gonna practice your dancing remember!"

Sam groaned as Jack looked about in sudden shock, "What dancing? Dancing? Dancing! What!"

Janet and Captain Keating began giggling as Daniel interrupted him, "Sam, you look incredible!"

"My opinion also is that you appear exceptional, Major Carter."

Sam blushed slightly and Jack felt his heart beating wildly in his chest at the genuinely bashful expression on her beautiful face, "Thanks Guys."

If there was one thing that made Samantha Carter irresistible, it was the fact she had no idea how... gorgeous she was, for use of a better. She was... WOW! Yep, that pretty much summed it up!

Janet turned to Captain Keating, "Thanks a lot, Bethany."

"No problem. Any time. I'll see you all later," she winked at Jack and Sam, "Have a nice Honeymoon!"

"Right," Janet said taking command as the Captain left the infirmary, "We've got just over 5 hours to get you two ready and in a limo on the way to the airport..."

"Limo? You're gonna bring a limo driver all the way up to the base?"

Daniel smiled, "Uh no. Teal'c's driving."

"I believe you also have a costume for me, Dr. Fraiser," Teal'c said solemnly although Sam could barely stifle a giggle as the Doctor nodded trying to keep serious.

She spoke, "OK, Daniel. You've been married. While I sort out Parker you give those two some pointers."

"Oh, but Janet..."

The woman, dragging Teal'c with her, slammed the private room door behind her as a most distinctive "Who is Parker?" came from the Jaffa's mouth.

Daniel looked not only awkward, but extremely irritated. He looked at them both and murmured, "So you guys have to act married, huh?"

"Daniel, married would be easy," Jack grumbled in his usual mocking dialogue, "All we'd need to do was start arguing every now and then and no one would be any the wiser!"

"Oh yes of course," Daniel murmured with a lopsided grin on his face, "You have to act newly wed."

"Yes, Daniel, we've established that," Jack snapped obviously not at all happy with the situation. Sam felt slightly sad at that. It meant that he really did not want to be doing this and chances were that he didn't feel the same way she felt about him. She sighed noiselessly as Daniel spoke, "OK. Let's get started!"

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Daniel sat on the bed watching the couple swaying to the soft music as stiff as boards. This was ridiculous! Not only had Sam been right when she said she couldn't dance, but by the time they'd finished Jack would have some very bruised toes.

From studying them Daniel guessed the reason Sam was failing miserably at the dancing was because she was so... nervous? Nerves? Was that it? Daniel couldn't really tell. Maybe it was her fear of getting too close to Jack...

He looked up as Janet sidled into the room and walked over to him, perching on the bed beside him, "Not good?"

"Nope," Daniel murmured back.

Janet nodded, "I can see." She nodded to the room with a small grin, "I'll switch, but I'm warning you. Teal'c is NOT a happy Jaffa."

"You can get happy Jaffa?"

Janet laughed, "Colonel O'Neill's finally rubbing off on you. What a waste of intelligence!"

He chuckled softly and then sighed with slight frustration, "This is getting nowhere."

Janet sighed sadly, "It's the regs. I know for a fact how they feel about each other, but because of the regs they have to pretend they don't and carry on, never wishing. Giving up on the hope that maybe one day they can be together..."

"And then all of a sudden they get handed a chance on a silver platter with loads of encouragement," Daniel said nodding in understanding, "If they just loosened up a bi..."

Janet held a finger to his mouth and he looked up. Sam was whispering something in Jack's ear. Daniel saw a grin break across his face as he murmured something in return making the beautiful woman laugh.

And that was it. They seemed to melt from their frigid stances and began to move pretty gracefully, talking softly the whole time. They watched for a minute. Sam relaxed into Jack's arms as she laughed at something he said and she didn't step on his feet again. He was... grinning. Jack never grinned. Smiled, yes, but grinned...

"It's a goddamn miracle!" Daniel muttered.

Janet was biting her lip and grabbed Daniel's hand as she whispered, "Yes!" She jumped up and pulled something from her pocket...

Click. Click. Click.

Photos. Janet was taking pictures with a camera. She hid the camera again and sat back down with a small sigh and that look women have on their face when they see something extremely slushy!

It was then the music stopped and the pair left each other with a small shy smile, eyes firmly averted to the floor.

Now they looked a bit more like a newly wed couple. Once they got rid of some of that nervousness they'd be fine.

Then the spell was broken as Teal'c walked into the room in his chauffeur costume, his cap pulled over his golden emblem as he said, "I believe this outfit is most unsatisfactory!"

They all burst into laughter at their companion who looked most definitely pissed off. Sam stepped up to him and placed a comforting hand on his arm, "I don't know. I think you look very dashing, Teal'c."

"I believe you are giving false testimony, Major Carter."

She shook her head, "Honestly. If you weren't looking like Hell's fury, you'd look very handsome."

"I am most irritated that I am obliged to wear this uniform."

"Your job's easy, T," Jack grumbled, "You just have to drive."

'Yeah, while you and Sam have to make out on the backseat!' Daniel thought a smile coming to his lips before he hid it again.

Janet sighed, "OK. I think that's enough dancing. Daniel, come with me and we'll get these guys some lunch. You two," she pointed at Jack and Sam, "Your suitcases are ready?"

"Yep," they both replied unenthusiastically.

"And you've packed everything you'll need?"

"Yes, Mom," Jack muttered as Janet scowled at him.

"You're gonna have lots of spending money and your hotel and everything have been booked, so now all you have to concentrate on is getting that Goa'uld etc."

"OK," Sam said with a smile, "Thanks Janet."

The kindly doctor smiled, "No problem. I consider myself the official Maid of Honour! It's my job."

Sam chuckled as her friend dragged Daniel behind her to the Commissary and the room plunged into an extremely uncomfortable silence.

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"Now, it's time for Phase 3..."

Sam looked at Janet in horror as if she'd just pronounced the apocalypse was definitely coming and that the entire Earth was about to be destroyed, "Janet? It's not what we discussed... is it?"

"Oh no no no!" Janet said chuckling at her friend's expression and at the expression on Jack's face, one of confusion and anxiety, "That's the last phase. Colonel, could you come here please?"

Jack grumbled putting down the remains of his sandwich, which he'd been eating extremely slowly so as not to have to do anything till he'd finished. Unfortunately, Janet had gotten irritated with that little plan and now they were on Phase 3 which he didn't like the sounds of. Seen as Phase 1 and 2 had been bad, Phase 3 had to be worse.

Jack stepped over to the small doctor and Sam. She manoeuvred him next to his 'bride', "Hold out your left hands."

Reluctantly they both held out the prescribed hands as Janet brought out two ring boxes with a devilish smile, "Samantha Louise Riley do you take Jonathon 'Jack' Kent to be your lawful wedded husband?"

Sam glared at her friend, "Just give me the goddamn ring!"

Janet began to giggle, but did as her best friend bade. She didn't ask Jack. Judging by his expression that would've been a dangerous thing to do and although she was near medical equipment here, she wasn't sure she'd survive long enough to use any of it!

They both put on their rings in silence and looking pretty irritated. Janet stared at their hands and took back Sam's left hand and then Jack's right. Jack and Sam both looked at his hand and then up at Janet as Jack said, "What?"

There were two clicks and when they looked down...

Silence enveloped the room, until Janet and Daniel couldn't contain their laughter anymore. Sam glanced at her companion and he looked at her. A smile began to twitch at the corner of her lips. Jack still looked pissed off. That made it even funnier.

Sam bit her lip, fighting back a full blown smile and then snorted.

Silenced filled the room again...

Sam began to laugh, the hardest Jack thought he'd ever heard her laugh. Her eyes watered as she gasped for breath. She lifted her hand to wipe her eyes, causing his hand to bump into her face. She immediately dropped her hand back down, eyes wide, no longer laughing.

Jack turned to the Doctor who was still smiling like a maniac. He gritted his teeth, "I'm assuming this is Phase 4 and that an Evil Doctor with an unhealthy fetish of ridiculously big needles concocted it."

Janet grinned and nodded to Daniel, "Nope. It was all Daniel's idea."

Jack glared at the man as he immediately put on a straight face and gulped before Janet tried to explain, "Newly Weds don't let their partner out of their sight so that's what Phase 4 is all about."

Jack spoke his voice laboured and dangerously quiet, "I can understand, Doc... but were the pink fluffy handcuffs really necessary?"

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Yet more Author's notes: I'm going to try and write some more chapters for this when I get the chance. I'm writing a REALLY long novel currently which should be finished soon, but I want to get it out of the way. This, however, I wrote ages ago, but I thought I'd add more on at the time. My muse, it seems, is occupied with foresaid novel, so this is all you're getting for the mo! Please send me some Feedback and I may consider hurrying up with a sequel!