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wendywoo... *ahem* ... this is Janet/Carson, just about if you kinda turn it sideways and squint...

And if you disagree, I'll do another prompt for you... I think I'll be telling demon_faith the same. *sighs*

Title: Surprises
Fandom: Stargate SG1/Stargate Atlantis
Pairing: Janet/Carson (ish)
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 509
Notes: For wendywoo’s prompt, used as a first line





"Shit Carson, what are you doing here?"

Carson raises an eyebrow at Cassie, trying to replicate the look that his mother would give him if she heard him using language like that. He figures out very quickly that he’s wasting his time though; Cassie’s face is full of panic and she’s hardly paying attention to him. Rather, she’s more taken up with trying to keep the front door open just enough that her head can fit through the crack, so that he can’t see in, which worries him greatly.

“Em…I live here?” he reminds her, pushing against the door, getting nowhere. “And I didn’t think I needed an invitation to my own home…” Another push, more resistance. “D’ye mind tellin’ me what you’re up to, lassie?”

“Carson, you can’t come in here… can’t you come back later? Like when your shift is finished? Why are you home so early anyway?”

Carson frowns. “Never mind that… you should be at school. And you’d better not have anyone in there with you young lady, or your mother’ll go ballistic…” He gives the door one final push, succeeds in pushing it open (fatherly concern appears to have given him strength) and he doesn’t feel a bit guilty when Cassie almost stumbles back. If the lass is going to skive off school with her boyfriend, then she deserves…

His train of thought is abruptly derailed when he sees it.

Hanging in the living room is a huge homemade banner that says, “Happy Father’s Day.”

It’s nowhere near Father’s Day though, so that can only mean one thing.

A look at Cassie confirms his suspicions.

“The paperwork came this morning,” she tells him, and she looks like she doesn’t know whether to jump up and down or burst into tears. “Mom’s gone into town to get some champagne… we were going to surprise you when you got home…”

It takes only a moment for Carson to decide what he has to do. “How about I turn around and we forget this ever happened?” Because he knows how much this whole thing means to Janet, knows how happy she’s going to be, how much she’s going to want to give him this surprise, and he’s surprised at how much he wants to see that look of happiness on her face.

“Really?”

He nods. “You know how much your mam’s going to want to tell me herself… let’s give her that.”

Cassie smiles at that, a beaming smile that looks as if it’s going to split her face in two. “Is that your first fatherly order?”

Carson feels a similar smile spreading across his own face. “Consider it a request,” he counters. “And don’t think you can lord this over me the next time you want a bigger allowance…”

“Wouldn’t do it,” Cassie says, holding up her hands. “Thanks… Dad.”

Carson’s heart does something funny in his chest and he reaches out to pull Cassie – his daughter – into a hug.

He’s not supposed to be here, but he wouldn’t have missed this moment for the world.