Moving Day

Calla didn’t lie when she said she would help with the big stuff. The main way she did that was to sell it at their yard sale, which, by the way, was very popular given the fact that it was late November and yard sales were hard to come by. She sold the kitchen set, the kids’ bedroom furnishings, their old baby things (not the cribs, those she put away for when they had their own children) the living room set and anything and everything else that they didn’t want to pack and move. All in all, when it was done, she raked in nearly two thousand dollars at the end of the day and was very very proud of herself. She should be the yard sale was a lot of work. Later that night she would complain that going to a yard sale was much more fun than having a yard sale.

However, when it was over, and everyone went home, Calla took to doing her thing with the rest of it. One by one, all the heavy objects disappeared from their home and reappeared exactly where she wanted them in the new house. The dining table, chairs, hutch and butler…poof….gone before his eyes. The same thing happened with their bedroom set, the big screen television, the small televisions in their room and the one in the kids’ room, the La-Z-Boy, his desk (with all its crap still in the drawers) and several other large bulky items.

Along with a new living room set, the twins were getting new bedroom sets. Calla took them out shopping and let them pick out whatever they wanted for their rooms. Coley picked a very nice canopy bed with matching dresser, desk and chest of drawers. She wanted her room painted purple with white trim and lacy curtain. (Such a girl!) Nicky picked a race car bed also with matching accoutrements. He wanted his room to be blue, he didn’t care about the trim but he wanted blinds instead of curtains, they were too frilly for him. Tomorrow those items were to be delivered to the new house; tonight they would have to sleep on mattresses on the floors of their new rooms. The children were whole-heartedly excited to know they would have their own space and no longer have to be pestered 24/7 by each other.

“Hey, Daniel?”

“Yes, Jack.”

“The next time I move, can I borrow your wife?” Jack asked happily as he stowed a box into the U-Haul van.

“Sure, I’ll be glad to loan her to you.”

“This is a lot easier with her around.” Samantha said. “Mind if I borrow her too?”

Truer words had probably never been spoken. All the big stuff sold or already over at the new house all the five of them had to do was load and unload small boxes of clothes, breakables, books, DVDs and the like. A job which should have probably taken two days or more was done in less than five hours, start to finish.

1313 Mockingbird Lane stood empty and waiting for its new owners. The closing wasn’t for another week and a half but, no matter, it was ready now. Daniel and Calla even agreed to let the new owners begin moving their stuff in before the paperwork was signed.

A loaded truck stood ready and waiting while Calla stood in front of the white gate staring at the red house behind it. “Going to miss this place, Cal?” Daniel asked as he came and stood beside her.

“It’s the first real home I had in a very long time, Daniel.” Her voice was heavy and sad.

“Me too.” He told her. “We have a bigger house and in no time, we’ll make it a home just like this one.” Well, hopefully not just like this one.

“I will miss my gardens.”

“I’ll dig you new gardens in the spring. There’s a whole lot of space for them and besides, digging in the dirt happens to be one of my specialties.” He kissed the side of her head. “Come on, honey, our friends are waiting.”

“So it is.” She said with a light laugh and took one long last look at the house they shared for so long before climbing into the Jetta and driving off toward their new home. Daniel was taking the Explorer, Coley was riding with him and she had Nicky with her. Jack was driving the van with Teal’c and Sam was to follow in her own car.

“It’s kind of a long drive,” Daniel told them as pulled ahead of the convoy. “Just follow me.”

“I can’t wait to see this new house,” Jack told him as he hung out of the drivers’ window. “From what you’ve said it sounds like a palace or something.”

“Compared to this place, it is.”

Off they went.

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1 North Cemetery Drive
Greenbrier, Colorado

With armloads of boxes, the members of SG-1 made their way through the front door of the new Jackson home. “Holy moley!” Jack exclaimed as they put the boxes down and had their first look around. “What did you pay for this place?”

“Two hundred.” Daniel said in a loud voice as Calla passed by on her way to the kitchen. “And ninety-five,” his voice dropped low.

“Keeping that last bit from the wife, hey?” Jack looked around again. “Good deal. Why so cheap?”

“It’s part of an estate.” Daniel told him.

“Yeah, so,” said Sam as she made her way to the kitchen with a big box in her arms. “It’s still, what, a five or even six hundred thousand dollar house.” She said to Daniel. “You see all that land?” The question was directed to Jack who nodded his response and raised his eyebrows. Samantha made her way to the kitchen.

Calla was standing by the open hearth moving a box of dishes into place for later unpacking when Sam entered the room. “It’s a beautiful house.”

“Thank you.” Calla turned to her. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” Sam set the box of flatware down on the center island.

“Are you still seeing my Father?”

“Ah, um,” came the flustered reply as Samantha reddened. “Sometimes.”

“Hum.”

“Why?” This was the first time Calla had ever broached the subject with her. “What has Ares told you?”

“Nothing, we don’t discuss your relationship.” Her tone was pensive. “I don’t want you wasting a lot of time on him, Sam.” Calla said as she walked closer to the other woman. “There’s a reason my Father’s never married. He can’t be faithful. If you’re waiting for him to ask you, it isn’t going to happen.” Reaching down, she took Samantha’s hand in her own. “I like you; I wouldn’t want you to get hurt. My Father is a very…passionate…man, he is very handsome. But he is very volatile. Often he does and says things without thinking. I love my Father, Sam, don’t misunderstand me. I think you deserve someone better.” Calla let go of her hand.

Whoa, that took Sam by surprise. Calla was always very nice to her and they often got together for a girls night out or a movie or something but this was the first time she had shown her any genuine concern. “Thanks for the, ah, words of wisdom.” Sam said. “I know you’re right but I’m not looking to marry your father. I’m not looking to marry anyone for that matter.”

Calla nodded her head and gave a small smile. “Just so long as you understand.” She left the kitchen to retrieve another box.

As the sun went down and the last of the boxes was stowed away in its proper room, everyone sat down on the living room floor by a roaring fire with beer and pizza. The pizza they had to go and get, delivery was not to be had out here. “Thanks for all your help.” Daniel said.

“No problem, besides, Calla made it easy.” Jack said as he picked up a slice of pepperoni. “This really is a fantastic house.”

“Um, it is.” Sam agreed. “It’s so big. You guys will never have to move again.”

“From your lips to Gods’ ears.” Daniel remarked. “Say, Jack, you hear anything from the Mohun yet?”

“Yeah, they sent a message through today.” The General told the doctor.

“And?”

“Ambassador Steffen is coming in three days to let us know their decision.”

“Did it sound promising?” Daniel asked.

“Dunno.”

“Daddy! Daddy!” Colleen said as her little legs ran down the stairs. At first he thought something was wrong until he saw the bright smile on her face.

“What?”

“I LOVE my new room!” She tossed her arms around him almost knocking him to the floor as she covered his face with kisses. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

“Me too.” Nicky said from behind her. “Don’t haveta listen to you snore no more.”

“I don’t snore.” Coley said indignantly.

“Yeah, pumpkin, you do.” Daniel teased.

“Wanna come see, Sam?” The little girl asked.

“Sure I do.” Sam rose and followed her upstairs.

“We’re going to have a dinner for the Ambassador,” Jack started as he looked at Calla and then at Daniel. “You know how I hate planning these things. I was wondering if you,” he looked back at Calla, “wouldn’t mind helping me out?”

“Me?” She asked.

“Yeah, you’re good at parties and decorating and food, which fork goes with what. What do you say? Lend me a hand?”

“It’ll be a lot of work,” Daniel warned, “you’ve got a lot to do with the house and you don’t have much time to put this together.”

“I’d be happy to.”

“Good, I’ll get you a list of people and the stuff we need.” Jack eased back on the floor. “Thanks Calla, that’s a load off my mind. I hate these things.”

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The children were tucked away in their new rooms and Daniel had a fire burning in the master bedroom.

“It was very nice of you to volunteer to help Jack.”

“Help Jack?” Calla asked as she climbed into the bed. “Daniel we both know I’m going to do the whole thing.”

Daniel laughed and left the fire to come to her side. “You sure it’s not too much?”

“I used to….” He voice trailed off as she looked up at him.

“Use to what?” Daniel asked and sat down next to her.

It took her a moment to gather her thoughts but finally she looked up at him. “In the absence of a Queen, the Cha’Dech did more than just satisfy Naganti Kanan.” She began to explain. “I have planned, overseen and attended many important gatherings. State Dinners I guess would be the right term. Greeted and entertained many Heads of State of other worlds. I can do this.” Not wanting to go down this road any further, she gathered the covers around her. “What a long day.” Calla remarked with a heavy sigh.

Having other things on his mind Daniel decided not to pursue the subject of Kanan anymore tonight. “Yeah, I guess it was.” Daniel slid in next to her. “Was it too long?” He bit on his bottom lip while he gazed at her with wanton eyes. “I was sort of hoping we could break in our new room. Hum, what do you say? The chaise looks warm and toasty over there by the fire. Wanna try out that Jacuzzi?”

“Daniel, you’re wicked!” She chided. “You have to work tomorrow.”

“Nah-uh.” He shook his head and traced his index finger along her lips. “I told Jack I was taking the day off to help you around here.”

“You did?”

“I did.”

“Well, in that case, the tub does sound heavenly.”

“Good, cause I got it ready for you.”

“You did?”

“I did. You’ve done a lot of hard work these past few weeks, why don’t you let me take care of you tonight, Kitty?” Holding his hand out to her, Daniel led his wife into the master bathroom. “If you’re a really good girl, I’ll get in there with you.” Pulling the nightgown over her head and dropping it to the floor, he took her hand and helped her into the warm bath. The water was still but not for long, he pushed the button and the jets below her started up.

Calla jumped and looked around then she let out a laugh. “This is nice.” She sighed as she lay back against the porcelain. The bubbling jets of warm water massaged her back and neck.

“I thought you’d like it.” Looking around him he said, “I think we’ve picked a good house, Mrs. Jackson.”

“Yes, I think we are going to be very happy here.” She agreed. “Mrs. Jackson, I still can’t get used to that, you know.”

“Well, you’re the only Mrs. Jackson I have so you’ll just have to do your best to get used to it.” Daniel poured a cupful of water over her head.

“It’s late, don’t wash my hair,” she protested lightly, “it will never dry.”

“Sure it will, in a while when we’re by the fire.” He invited and poured another cup over her.

“Have I thanked you yet?”

“For what?”

“This house, our children, wanting me.” Calla held her arms out to him. “Come in with me? The water is very warm.”

“Actually, you haven’t. Not today.” Daniel dropped the cup into the water as he stood up and dropped the gray linen PJ bottoms to the bathroom floor.

“Ummm, Beautiful.” She cooed as he came to her.

Beautiful, he thought looking down at her, why does she always call me that? On the basis of looks alone, Daniel thought Ares and even Kanan to be much better specimens of masculine beauty than he was.

“I love you, my husband. You are most handsome.”

“Reading my thoughts again?” Daniel slid into the water next to her; she didn’t wait for him to say anything to her before she wrapped herself up in his arms and kissed him long and deep.

“Let’s not wait ‘til we’re by the fire.” She reached down between his legs and massaged the growing area.

“You wanna christen the tub?” He asked with a smile. “Now who’s wicked?” The idea of getting her dirty and clean at the same time was appealing. He could have his cake and eat too, literally. Yes, she wouldn’t argue with him about that when he did get her down by the fire. “My pretty Kitty come here, kiss me again.”

“Want to see how long I can hold my breath?” She invited with sparkling eyes.

“You are wicked.” Daniel remarked in a whisper as he brought her closer to him.

“Only with you.”

“Aren’t I the lucky boy?” His lips closed down over hers.

Calla broke the embrace and cuddled the top of her head against his cheek. “No, I am.” Small arms wrapped around his wet taut body.

“Really?” He asked and settled her back in the water. Daniel’s hand found the smooth space between her legs. “Cause, last I looked,” he teased, “you were a girl.” One finger slid inside her. “Yeah, you are a girl.”

Calla let out a low moan as she bit down on her lower lip and looked up at him with smoky eyes. “Why do you still do this with me?”

“What do you tell me when I ask you silly questions? Hum?” his lips brushed over hers once more, “Because I love you, isn’t that what you always say?” She nodded and massaged the hard part of him in the palm of her hand. “I can never get enough of making love with you, I always want more of you.”

“Then that does make me the lucky one.” Pushing him back against the side of the tub, she straddled him. “Very lucky.”

The tip of his penis was at her entrance when Daniel pulled away. “Ah, stop. What’s the magick word?”

“I love you.”

“Yeah, that’s it.” When she lowered herself again he didn’t pull away. With her on his lap working him deeper and deeper into her, he reached out and cupped her breasts. “I like these, did you know that?” Calla laughed a bit as she leaned in to nuzzle the nape of his neck. “No,” he whispered, “I mean, I really like these.” In the warm bubbling water he sat her up again. Moving her wet hair out of his way, he took one nipple into his mouth. All at once, the nipple in his mouth hardened, her back arched while she clasped her hands to the back of his head and he slipped fully inside. With the side of his head against her chest, Daniel heard her heart beating wildly. She was right here with him, flying side by side. Kanan, David, Eros, Rowan, Sha’re, not even Ares, was between them now. In this house, in this place, those ghosts did not exist. Daniel realized it had been a long time since he’d felt this Connected to her. Sex was always great but maybe lately it had lacked a certain higher level, that wasn’t a problem now. Her hips moved in the most excruciatingly pleasurable slow pace he could imagine, fully up and all the way down in one long leisurely motion she moved.

Taking his mouth away from her breast so he could kiss her lips, their eyes caught. So much love filled light in those gleaming emeralds staring at him as though he were the only man she’d ever seen in her entire life and the only one she wanted to. The Power of the Connection overwhelmed him, Daniel slouched back in the warm water.

Calla’s slow pace did not increase as she followed him down. “Stay with you?” She asked.

“Always, stay with me.” Reaching up to grab the back of her head so that he could bring her down and kiss her he whispered “don’t you ever leave me.”

“Never.” Her tongue slid parted his lips briefly. “I always want to be with you.” She confessed before kissing him again.

Daniel couldn’t hold it back any longer. No, those eyes, her heart and her mind so open to him and those hips pressing down on him, her sweet confessions. He broke the kiss only long enough to beg her; “Cum with me.” Below him her hips pitched more demanding as they drew in the warm bath water, it surged over him and rushed back out again with each thrust. The muscles surrounding him began to expand and contract, he felt the sting of her nails biting into the back of his neck. “Don’t stop.” Under her he rocked in a matching motion until she lay breathless on top of him and he satisfied below her. Holding her close in the warm water while he lay half-flaccid inside of her but on the verge of waking the Connection between them only grew brighter while she cuddled in his arms. “You are the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“I can say the same.”

Later, sitting on the chaise lounge, Daniel brushed her hair while Calla stretched out by the fire in their bedroom. “We’ve beat them, haven’t we, Daniel?” She asked as she turned her naked body to look at him.

“Who?”

“All of them.”

Daniel knew what she meant. There was no doubt in his mind that when they made love tonight she felt the same way he did. No one and nothing was between them any more and with any luck at all nothing and no one would ever come between them again. “Yeah, I think we did, Kitty.” And, with any luck at all, they would both feel it again before the night was over.

End of Chapter Eight
Daughter of the Gods: Little Victories
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