Sam and her boys, 6a: Summer intermezzo, PG13, Sam/Jack/Siler
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Summary: Cassie and Jack time
Chapter 6a: Summer intermezzo (PG13)
AN: This fits inside Summer wine, Part 1, starts towards the end of the first scene and then continues after the second scene.
Absently thinking about her boyfriend, wishfully wondering if she was imagining the idea that their relationship might just be a lasting one, Cassie took a last look at the meat smoking away on the grill and decided she wanted a fresh drink. Now that Jack had his partners back, she should probably head back home. *She* was rather missing- When she took a step across the patio door, she froze, shocked.
It was one thing to be aware of what they did in private, to see them affectionate and caring for each other. It was another thing entirely to watch Siler walk through the kitchen doorway, fix his eyes on Jack at the sink with a grin and hurry up to him. And gently turn his head to start a kiss.
She hurriedly stepped back out, hoping they were too busy to notice the movement.
Staring at the slowly cooking supper, Cassie tried very hard not to strain her ears to listen through the door.
She remembered the first time she'd walked in on her roommate and her boyfriend that first year in college. Or, for that matter, the first time she'd caught Sam and Jack kissing. That moment of embarrassment at seeing two people with their masks dropped. Seeing emotions that weren't meant for anyone's eyes but their own.
This shouldn't be different. She didn't want it to be. Her father was happy and she didn't want to take anything away from that. She knew, and knew *they* had to know, that sooner of later the world would try to force its opinions on them, but she didn't want them to ever feel defencive around *her*.
When Jack stepped back out onto the deck, whistling and carrying the last veggies to be warmed up, with Sam smiling cheerfully behind him, Cassie took a second to really pay attention to their body language, ignoring the polite instinct not to.
Jack, who'd been on edge, tensely jumpy and generally grouchy all week was now so relaxed that Cassie just had to grin. And there was a soft smile easing his eyes as he redistributed the food around the heat, proof that his mind was definitely on something other than the mundane task. But watching him respond to Sam asking about his week was even more telling.
That thread that had always stretched so visibly between them was still there, but now they both had a shift in their stance; some minute trick of the mind that made her see them reaching back inside with another thread.
It didn't take away from the love between them; Sam still smiled as indulgently, still leaned on his shoulder with relief as she started quizzing Cassie about the progress of her masters, his arm wrapped around her shoulders as tightly as ever.
But when Siler came out a few minutes later, Jack's head turned to give him a warm smile and his hand and wrist lifted toward him, their hands clasping for a second that *could* have been casual. Except that the looks that passed between all three of them was as intimate as a hug.
When the sergeant's eyes shifted to her, Cassie smiled back at his nod hello. Yes, it was strange for her to see two men kiss. It was stranger to see her father be one of them.
But it had also been strange to see him start to laugh and smile when he and Sam had gotten their act together. This wasn't any different. She liked Siler, he was calm and friendly and kept Jack in line; and he was good for both of their excitable personalities in a way that Cassie could clearly see every moment she spent with them.
She'd get used to seeing Jack and Siler touching intimately. For that matter, she'd have to get used to *Sam* kissing him too!
Ha. Yeah, she definitely had a strange family unit...
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Jack dragged her out of the house the next morning before either of his partners got their exhausted selves out of bed.
Shivering in the unusually chilly June morning, Cassie hopped into his truck, grumbling for the sake of it, "Why do you need a new bed?"
He snorted, looking disgruntled, "Because they damn near kicked me out of our queen-size last night!"
"T M I, **dad**!" she stressed the word, knowing from his sudden teasing grin that he knew why he'd squigged her out.
"TMI?"
"Too much information," she ignored his sudden smirk, "Why isn't Sam the one to pick it?"
"Because your *mom* is exhausted and doesn't like furniture shopping with me." His teasing smirk faded and turned into that sappy look she always loved seeing, "And I kinda want to surprise th-"
Cassie saw the suddenly self-conscious look he flashed her but didn't react, commenting instead, "I really do think of you guys that way, you know."
He smiled a bit, still looking on edge and she decided that her earlier teasing must have wormed in too far and she softened her voice and grin, trying to convey that everything really *was* okay, "How do you think Siler would feel about being thought of as an uncle?"
He didn't say anything at first, but she'd seen the tension ease from his shoulders and knew that he was processing. When they got to the store, he stepped out of the truck and walked to her and pulled her into a tight hug, speaking quietly, "You are one great daughter, you know that?"
She pulled back and grinned at him affectionately, "Yup, I do."
Jack laughed and slung an arm around her shoulders to walk into the store. "And I think.. Siler would be stunned at the idea. Make sure I'm around to watch if you decide to call him that, willya?"
Cassie smirked, shaking her head at the unholy glee in Jack's eyes. It was a good thing Siler knew what he was getting himself into. "So, you realize this whole dragging me shopping means you can't complain when *I* drag you to-"
Next in the verse is kirsty841's Summer wine, Part 2 (NC17)
then kirsty841's Summer wine, Part 3 (NC17)
And then Chapter 6b: Innocence (NC17)
or to Chapter 1 for info
To read it all the chapters on one page, click here
Summary: Cassie and Jack time
Chapter 6a: Summer intermezzo (PG13)
AN: This fits inside Summer wine, Part 1, starts towards the end of the first scene and then continues after the second scene.
Absently thinking about her boyfriend, wishfully wondering if she was imagining the idea that their relationship might just be a lasting one, Cassie took a last look at the meat smoking away on the grill and decided she wanted a fresh drink. Now that Jack had his partners back, she should probably head back home. *She* was rather missing- When she took a step across the patio door, she froze, shocked.
It was one thing to be aware of what they did in private, to see them affectionate and caring for each other. It was another thing entirely to watch Siler walk through the kitchen doorway, fix his eyes on Jack at the sink with a grin and hurry up to him. And gently turn his head to start a kiss.
She hurriedly stepped back out, hoping they were too busy to notice the movement.
Staring at the slowly cooking supper, Cassie tried very hard not to strain her ears to listen through the door.
She remembered the first time she'd walked in on her roommate and her boyfriend that first year in college. Or, for that matter, the first time she'd caught Sam and Jack kissing. That moment of embarrassment at seeing two people with their masks dropped. Seeing emotions that weren't meant for anyone's eyes but their own.
This shouldn't be different. She didn't want it to be. Her father was happy and she didn't want to take anything away from that. She knew, and knew *they* had to know, that sooner of later the world would try to force its opinions on them, but she didn't want them to ever feel defencive around *her*.
When Jack stepped back out onto the deck, whistling and carrying the last veggies to be warmed up, with Sam smiling cheerfully behind him, Cassie took a second to really pay attention to their body language, ignoring the polite instinct not to.
Jack, who'd been on edge, tensely jumpy and generally grouchy all week was now so relaxed that Cassie just had to grin. And there was a soft smile easing his eyes as he redistributed the food around the heat, proof that his mind was definitely on something other than the mundane task. But watching him respond to Sam asking about his week was even more telling.
That thread that had always stretched so visibly between them was still there, but now they both had a shift in their stance; some minute trick of the mind that made her see them reaching back inside with another thread.
It didn't take away from the love between them; Sam still smiled as indulgently, still leaned on his shoulder with relief as she started quizzing Cassie about the progress of her masters, his arm wrapped around her shoulders as tightly as ever.
But when Siler came out a few minutes later, Jack's head turned to give him a warm smile and his hand and wrist lifted toward him, their hands clasping for a second that *could* have been casual. Except that the looks that passed between all three of them was as intimate as a hug.
When the sergeant's eyes shifted to her, Cassie smiled back at his nod hello. Yes, it was strange for her to see two men kiss. It was stranger to see her father be one of them.
But it had also been strange to see him start to laugh and smile when he and Sam had gotten their act together. This wasn't any different. She liked Siler, he was calm and friendly and kept Jack in line; and he was good for both of their excitable personalities in a way that Cassie could clearly see every moment she spent with them.
She'd get used to seeing Jack and Siler touching intimately. For that matter, she'd have to get used to *Sam* kissing him too!
Ha. Yeah, she definitely had a strange family unit...
####
Jack dragged her out of the house the next morning before either of his partners got their exhausted selves out of bed.
Shivering in the unusually chilly June morning, Cassie hopped into his truck, grumbling for the sake of it, "Why do you need a new bed?"
He snorted, looking disgruntled, "Because they damn near kicked me out of our queen-size last night!"
"T M I, **dad**!" she stressed the word, knowing from his sudden teasing grin that he knew why he'd squigged her out.
"TMI?"
"Too much information," she ignored his sudden smirk, "Why isn't Sam the one to pick it?"
"Because your *mom* is exhausted and doesn't like furniture shopping with me." His teasing smirk faded and turned into that sappy look she always loved seeing, "And I kinda want to surprise th-"
Cassie saw the suddenly self-conscious look he flashed her but didn't react, commenting instead, "I really do think of you guys that way, you know."
He smiled a bit, still looking on edge and she decided that her earlier teasing must have wormed in too far and she softened her voice and grin, trying to convey that everything really *was* okay, "How do you think Siler would feel about being thought of as an uncle?"
He didn't say anything at first, but she'd seen the tension ease from his shoulders and knew that he was processing. When they got to the store, he stepped out of the truck and walked to her and pulled her into a tight hug, speaking quietly, "You are one great daughter, you know that?"
She pulled back and grinned at him affectionately, "Yup, I do."
Jack laughed and slung an arm around her shoulders to walk into the store. "And I think.. Siler would be stunned at the idea. Make sure I'm around to watch if you decide to call him that, willya?"
Cassie smirked, shaking her head at the unholy glee in Jack's eyes. It was a good thing Siler knew what he was getting himself into. "So, you realize this whole dragging me shopping means you can't complain when *I* drag you to-"
Next in the verse is kirsty841's Summer wine, Part 2 (NC17)
then kirsty841's Summer wine, Part 3 (NC17)
And then Chapter 6b: Innocence (NC17)