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Title: The Star
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Warnings: ummm..kleenex
Summary: A box brings back old memories and starts a new tradition
AN: okay..maybe I shouldn't write when I'm blue..eh...I think I transfered stuff..probably did..oh well..hope you like
Janet pulled a cookie sheet out of the oven, using a spatula she slid the cookies off onto a wire rack to cool. Setting the metal tray off to the side to cool down the doctor picked up another waiting pan and slipped it in the oven then she walked to the doorway, leaning against it watching as Sam and Cassie strung the lights on the huge tree they bought earlier that day.
Sam protested the buying of the blue spruce, claiming she could go find one that looked just as good in the woods behind the house; but the doctor put her foot down saying she would rather have a tree she knew was free of any little critters then get surprised by unwelcome houseguests. Her partner had finally agreed and they brought the spruce home.
After helping her two girls rearrange the living room, Janet left them to decorate while she baked. Turning back from the doorway she went to check on the oven, grabbing a cooling cookie to munch on, she peeked into the oven and seeing everything was fine called out in a singsong voice, “First batch of cookies are ready!”
Two seconds later Cassie appeared in the doorway and honed in on the cooling cookies; she picked one up, juggled it in her hands and then took a bite from it, “Mmmm….good cookie Mom,” she told her mother.
“Thank you…where’s Sam?” asked Janet, usually she was right behind the teenager when it came to getting fresh cookies.
Cassie thought for a minute and then answered, “I think you need to go to the living room; we were getting ready to hang the ornaments and she opened a box then got real quiet.
Brow furrowing in confusion, Janet looked at her daughter who just shrugged her shoulders and then the doctor walked towards the living room. She did not see Sam at first but then finally spotted her sitting on the floor in front of a large box. Walking around the couch Janet came to crouch behind her partner, “Hey you…what do you have there?” she asked noticing the object in Sam’s hands.
“Cassie grabbed one of the boxes from Dad’s house by mistake; I didn’t know he’d kept any of this; I made this in first grade, “she said holding up the small felt wreath.
Janet moved to sit beside the box, she pulled a few ornaments out, “Did you make all of these?” she asked.
“Me and Mark,” Sam replied in a low voice taking the ornaments from Janet’s hand, “Mom would help us make new ones, that or we would buy a new ornament to mark the year. I’d forgotten all about them; actually I thought Dad had thrown them away.”
Janet glanced at her partner, she could see the tears beginning to form in blue eyes, “I’m sure he couldn’t bring himself to throw away such a great part of your lives,” she told Sam.
Sniffling a little Sam replied, “Who knows…after Mom died we really didn’t keep up the tradition; it just surprises me he kept them that’s all.”
Sorting through the box Janet found a small wooden box in the bottom, she pulled it out and Sam gasped, “Gimme that.”
Passing it to her partner, Janet scooted closer as Sam opened the box; pulling away the tissue paper, she uncovered a delicate glass star. Carefully removing it, she held it up and the light caught the thin filaments of gold and silver worked throughout the ornament.
“Mom’s star,” she whispered, “it was always the last thing we put on the tree.”
Janet saw a tear escape and roll down her partner’s cheek, she reached up wiping it away and turned Sam’s head towards her, “We can put it on our tree if you want,” she said softly.
Turning her head in Janet’s hand, Sam kissed her palm, “Thank you,” she told her partner, “I’d like that.”
“In fact…why don’t we use all of these this year and then next year we’ll add to them with new ones; I think it’s time to carry on the tradition,” Janet told her as she pulled Sam into a hug, careful of the delicate star in her hands.
Sam pulled back from the hug, “Really?”
“Yes sweetie…if you want to,” Janet assured her partner.
Leaning forward Sam placed a soft kiss on her partner’s lips, “Thank you,” she whispered when she broke the kiss.
Smiling at her partner, Janet stood up from the floor, “Now come on…let’s get this tree decorated. Cassie! Come help decorate the tree!” Janet called out as she tugged the taller woman up from the floor.
Sam stood up, picking up the box she placed the star back in it and set it off to the side out of the way until needed. Cassie walked out of the kitchen, munching on a cookie, “I took the other tray out of the oven Mom but you may need to make more,” she said with a grin.
The women laughed at their daughter and then Janet replied, “We’ll make more later for right now let’s make this the prettiest tree ever.”
Cassie came to stand by Sam, she wrapped an arm around her waist and looked up, “Are you okay?” she asked her taller mother.
Sam squeezed her in a one armed hug, “Yeah kiddo...I’m okay now; everything is fine.”
The small family began decorating the tree, with Sam telling them every story behind the ornaments they hung on the boughs as they worked. Soon the box was empty and the last thing to do was put the star on top; Sam picked up the box and removed the star. Standing before the tree, she reached up and carefully placed the ornament on the top; taking a step back she sighed and Janet put an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.
The doctor looked over at Cassie and nodded her head then the teenager plugged in the lights. The tree lit up and after a few seconds, the lights began blinking, their many colors reflecting in the star on top of the tree.
Cassie came to stand beside her parents and Janet pulled her close with her other arm, “It’s beautiful,” the teenager said softly.
Janet squeezed them both, hugging them to her, they stood watching the lights flicker on and off…the glass star shining with various colors as it sat atop the tree.
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet
Rating: G
Spoilers: None
Warnings: ummm..kleenex
Summary: A box brings back old memories and starts a new tradition
AN: okay..maybe I shouldn't write when I'm blue..eh...I think I transfered stuff..probably did..oh well..hope you like
Janet pulled a cookie sheet out of the oven, using a spatula she slid the cookies off onto a wire rack to cool. Setting the metal tray off to the side to cool down the doctor picked up another waiting pan and slipped it in the oven then she walked to the doorway, leaning against it watching as Sam and Cassie strung the lights on the huge tree they bought earlier that day.
Sam protested the buying of the blue spruce, claiming she could go find one that looked just as good in the woods behind the house; but the doctor put her foot down saying she would rather have a tree she knew was free of any little critters then get surprised by unwelcome houseguests. Her partner had finally agreed and they brought the spruce home.
After helping her two girls rearrange the living room, Janet left them to decorate while she baked. Turning back from the doorway she went to check on the oven, grabbing a cooling cookie to munch on, she peeked into the oven and seeing everything was fine called out in a singsong voice, “First batch of cookies are ready!”
Two seconds later Cassie appeared in the doorway and honed in on the cooling cookies; she picked one up, juggled it in her hands and then took a bite from it, “Mmmm….good cookie Mom,” she told her mother.
“Thank you…where’s Sam?” asked Janet, usually she was right behind the teenager when it came to getting fresh cookies.
Cassie thought for a minute and then answered, “I think you need to go to the living room; we were getting ready to hang the ornaments and she opened a box then got real quiet.
Brow furrowing in confusion, Janet looked at her daughter who just shrugged her shoulders and then the doctor walked towards the living room. She did not see Sam at first but then finally spotted her sitting on the floor in front of a large box. Walking around the couch Janet came to crouch behind her partner, “Hey you…what do you have there?” she asked noticing the object in Sam’s hands.
“Cassie grabbed one of the boxes from Dad’s house by mistake; I didn’t know he’d kept any of this; I made this in first grade, “she said holding up the small felt wreath.
Janet moved to sit beside the box, she pulled a few ornaments out, “Did you make all of these?” she asked.
“Me and Mark,” Sam replied in a low voice taking the ornaments from Janet’s hand, “Mom would help us make new ones, that or we would buy a new ornament to mark the year. I’d forgotten all about them; actually I thought Dad had thrown them away.”
Janet glanced at her partner, she could see the tears beginning to form in blue eyes, “I’m sure he couldn’t bring himself to throw away such a great part of your lives,” she told Sam.
Sniffling a little Sam replied, “Who knows…after Mom died we really didn’t keep up the tradition; it just surprises me he kept them that’s all.”
Sorting through the box Janet found a small wooden box in the bottom, she pulled it out and Sam gasped, “Gimme that.”
Passing it to her partner, Janet scooted closer as Sam opened the box; pulling away the tissue paper, she uncovered a delicate glass star. Carefully removing it, she held it up and the light caught the thin filaments of gold and silver worked throughout the ornament.
“Mom’s star,” she whispered, “it was always the last thing we put on the tree.”
Janet saw a tear escape and roll down her partner’s cheek, she reached up wiping it away and turned Sam’s head towards her, “We can put it on our tree if you want,” she said softly.
Turning her head in Janet’s hand, Sam kissed her palm, “Thank you,” she told her partner, “I’d like that.”
“In fact…why don’t we use all of these this year and then next year we’ll add to them with new ones; I think it’s time to carry on the tradition,” Janet told her as she pulled Sam into a hug, careful of the delicate star in her hands.
Sam pulled back from the hug, “Really?”
“Yes sweetie…if you want to,” Janet assured her partner.
Leaning forward Sam placed a soft kiss on her partner’s lips, “Thank you,” she whispered when she broke the kiss.
Smiling at her partner, Janet stood up from the floor, “Now come on…let’s get this tree decorated. Cassie! Come help decorate the tree!” Janet called out as she tugged the taller woman up from the floor.
Sam stood up, picking up the box she placed the star back in it and set it off to the side out of the way until needed. Cassie walked out of the kitchen, munching on a cookie, “I took the other tray out of the oven Mom but you may need to make more,” she said with a grin.
The women laughed at their daughter and then Janet replied, “We’ll make more later for right now let’s make this the prettiest tree ever.”
Cassie came to stand by Sam, she wrapped an arm around her waist and looked up, “Are you okay?” she asked her taller mother.
Sam squeezed her in a one armed hug, “Yeah kiddo...I’m okay now; everything is fine.”
The small family began decorating the tree, with Sam telling them every story behind the ornaments they hung on the boughs as they worked. Soon the box was empty and the last thing to do was put the star on top; Sam picked up the box and removed the star. Standing before the tree, she reached up and carefully placed the ornament on the top; taking a step back she sighed and Janet put an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close.
The doctor looked over at Cassie and nodded her head then the teenager plugged in the lights. The tree lit up and after a few seconds, the lights began blinking, their many colors reflecting in the star on top of the tree.
Cassie came to stand beside her parents and Janet pulled her close with her other arm, “It’s beautiful,” the teenager said softly.
Janet squeezed them both, hugging them to her, they stood watching the lights flicker on and off…the glass star shining with various colors as it sat atop the tree.
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