Early Surprise

Disclaimer: Not mine. Belongs to Glassner, Wright, MGM, and Sci-fi.

Author's Note: Written for Christina during the Stargate AR Ficathon.

Offworld. She hated when he was offworld. That meant that she couldn’t see his blue eyes everyday or sneak off to her office for “serious conversation”. She wouldn’t even let herself think about the negative side, like the fact that a Ga’ould fleet could attack and he might not ever come home. She knew the risks when she took on this job and when she said she would go out with him.

Elizabeth Weir stood behind the viewing glass, staring down at the unmoving Stargate. Part of her wished that she could will it to open and have it send Daniel Jackson back home to her. Unfortunately, he wasn’t due back for a week. A very long week.

She turned away from the glass and sat down at her desk. Looking at the reports still stacked neatly in one corner, she sighed. After all of her work against the government, here she was working a government-related job. In fact, the Air Force, especially Colonel Jack O’Neill, wasn’t sure they wanted her to take the job as head of the SGC. However, once they saw her mediated among a few Ga’ould system Lords, their minds quickly changed.

Despite all of that, though, one man stood in her corner and was willing to give her a chance. Daniel’s stance hadn’t been a popular one, but he stood his ground. He had taken the time to get to know her and her work. Eventually, as time went on, their relationship had changed from working to something more personal. After eight months, Elizabeth couldn’t be happier.

A knock on her door pulled her from her thoughts. “Dr. Weir?” The door opened, and a young airman peeked around it.

She looked up and forced a smile on her face. “Yes, Airman Baker, come on. How can I help you?”

The Airman stepped inside and made his way to her desk. “I was told to give this to you, ma’am,” he explained as he handed her a sheet of paper.

“Thank you, Baker.”

He then turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

Curious, Elizabeth peered down at the note. “Dr. Weir, I wanted to thank you for everything you’ve done for the SGC. You skills as a negotiator have helped this organization to grow, and you’ve proven yourself as one of the team. Go ahead and take the next few days off. General Hammond.”

She laughed as she set the note down on her desk. A few days off were exactly what she needed, and she certainly wasted no time on starting this much-deserved vacation.


Hanging her keys on the peg beside the door, Elizabeth sighed as she walked into the house. It was going to feel good taking those few days off; the only thing missing was Daniel. She closed and locked the door, and then headed upstairs to the bathroom. A bubble bath was her first order of business.

She collected the towels as she ran the hot water in the bathtub. When the water level was as high as she liked it, she peeled off her suit and climbed into the tingling suds. Leaning back, she closed her eyes and let herself drift.


Quietly, the front door unlocked and crept open. Someone tiptoed inside and carefully closed the door behind himself. He silently ambled into the living room, thinking Elizabeth would have stretched out on the catch. Chasing away his disappointment when she wasn’t there, he headed for the stairs. He smiled to himself when he heard her voice loudly singing an off-key rendition of Aretha Franklin’s “You Better Think”.

Following the sound, he led him to the bathroom door. He took a deep breath, and then twisted the handle. The singing abruptly stopped when he pushed open the door. He stood there with the door barely cracked open as he heard the sloshing sound of Elizabeth climbing out of the tub.

“I don’t know who the hell is out there, but I’ve got a hair dryer, and I’m not afraid to use it!” she yelled.

“You’d beat me with a hair dryer?” he asked as he pushed the door opened all the way. He grinned when he saw her standing in the middle of the room, naked and soaking wet, with a hair dryer in her hand.

She dropped the dryer the minute she saw him. “Daniel?” She wrapped her arms around him, smothering him with kisses. When she pulled away, she could barely contain her laughter. “But I thought you weren’t due back for another week.”

“Jack said the mission would be shorter than we originally thought so I thought I’d surprise you. It’s a good thing, too, or I wouldn’t be able to spend vacation with you.”

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. “Vacation? How did you know?”

“How else was I going to get through the Gate without you knowing? Besides, Hammond was going to give us this time anyway.”

Without waiting another minute, she reached up and laced her fingers through his dark hair. Pulling him toward her, her mouth met his in a deep kiss. Their tongues danced around each other as they hungrily extended the moment. Eventually, though, Daniel was the one to pull back this time.

“Even though seeing you is enough reason to come back early, I need to ask you something.”

“You do?” Concerned appeared in her brown eyes. “What is it?”

He looked down at her porcelain body. “Maybe I should wait until you’re dressed.”

“Why? It’s not like you haven’t seen me naked before.”

“Okay,” he sighed. He then pulled a small, black, box out of his pocket and dropped to one knee. Elizabeth’s jaw dropped when he opened the box. Holding it up to her, he met her eyes. “Elizabeth, I honestly never thought I’d want to get married again. But then you walked into my life. I’m an archeologist, not a poet, so I’ll just ask. Will you marry me?”

She didn’t even have to think about it. “Yes, Daniel.”

With an overwhelming joy filling his heart, Daniel stood up and encircled her in his arms. Together, they left the bathroom and made their way into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.


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