Title: Why this reality?

Author: Roque872002

Rating: K

Summary: "We're from another reality. One that's being destroyed by the Goa'uld," she began.

Pairing: Sam/Jack

Disclaimer: I own nothing L

Authors notes: Written for Tel nok shock who requested "Something with Grace. And Jacob." This is the second idea that popped into my head.

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I have the first two instalments of this written. Other than that, I can't promise anything. My Great Uncle died at 2am this morning (UK time), we're burying him on Thursday. We're a close knit family and while we knew he was ill, we never expected him to die so suddenly. So updates will come when they can.

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Jacob stared at the sight before him with his jaw hanging slack. He couldn't believe his eyes. He had just said goodbye to his daughter not ten minutes before. He had watched her walk through the Stargate back to Earth.

So how was it possible that she was standing before him - with much longer hair and a small girl attached to her hip? He couldn't see the girls face; she had it buried in Sam's shoulder, her arms firmly around her neck.

Moving his eyes between the girl he couldn't see and his daughter, he noticed their hair was the same shade of brilliant blonde. He'd bet that her eyes were the same colour too. Somehow, he knew that the little girl was his granddaughter.

But he had watched Sam leave. And how had her hair gotten a good eight inches longer in ten minutes?

"We're not from this reality," Sam's double said, as if it explained everything. "I need your help."

"My help?" Jacob asked.

"You can run all the tests that you want, I understand," she said, shifting the girls weight on her hip.

"You'll need to explain this to me," he said motioning between them.

"I will," she nodded. "I'll tell you anything you want to know."

"Sit down," he gestured towards the empty chairs at the table behind her. He watched as his 'daughter' turned around and sat down on the first chair she came to. Again she shifted the little girls weight, moving her so they would both be more comfortable.

Jacob caught a passing Tok'ra and asked him to bring one of the medical scientists to the room. He walked towards her and sat down in the chair next to her.

"So tell me what's going on," he began as he folded his hands together and leaned forwards, eager to find out where the bizarre situation was heading.

"We're from another reality. One that's being destroyed by the Goa'uld," she began.

"We've encountered alternate realities before. There can't be two of the same person in one reality."

"I know, we've encountered them before too. I'm not asking to stay here. I know I can't. I just need to know if she exists in this reality," she looked at the girl in her arms.

"Who is she?" Jacob asked.

"My daughter," 'Sam' replied.

"No, she doesn't exist in this reality. My Sam doesn't have any children," he answered while looking longingly at the girl that was apparently his granddaughter.

"Jacob?" a Tok'ra scientist asked as she entered the room.

"DNA tests on both of them. I want to know if they are who they say they are."

After samples from Jacob's two guests had been taken, the scientist left the room again. Jacob noticed the armed guards at the rooms entrance.

"What do you want?" he asked her.

"I need you, or this realities version of me or her father, to look after her. I'll come back for her if I can, but I will not let her die there," she said, her voice unsteady as she fought back the tears.

"You're married to her father in your reality?" he asked, pointing towards the girl.

"Yes. For four years now."

"Who is he?" he asked, subconsciously already knowing the answer.

"Jack O'Neill. You do know him in this reality, don't you?"

"Oh yeah, I know him. My Sam's CO."

"Oh, I never expected this variation," she cast her eyes downwards.

"What's her name?" Jacob asked, as Selmak restrained his arms that wanted to hold the little girl.

"Grace," she replied. "O'Neill," she paused. "I've come across other realities today where she's had different names. In some she's Carter-O'Neill."

"How old is she?"

"Three."

Jacob nodded to himself before standing up. "Stay here, I'm just going to check those results." The Sam in front of him nodded, and relaxed slightly in her chair.

Jacob walked out of the room and down the hall. He sighed heavily. Sometimes his life got a little too interesting.

After conferring with the scientist about the DNA samples for several minutes, it was confirmed that the woman with the child was indeed his daughter and granddaughter. And she was most certainly an O'Neill.

He quickly walked back to the room where he had left them and stopped at the entrance. Inside the room, sitting on one of the chairs was a heartbroken mother who knew that to save her child, she would have to leave her behind in another reality where everything she knew was different.

"Were the DNA results what you expected?" he heard his daughters voice float across the room.

"No," Jacob admitted. "I didn't expect them to come back telling me you were my daughter."

He walked towards her as she wiped at the tears running down her face.

"So it's okay if she stays?" she asked hopefully.

"I don't see why not," Jacob shrugged. He wasn't looking forward to explaining this to the people back on Earth.

"Thank you," she said as she stood up and walked the few remaining feet towards him. "Grace, I need you to stay with Grandpa for a little while," she said softly to the little girl. Grace shook her head and tightened her arms around her mothers neck. "I'll see you soon baby, it's only for a little while. You love spending time with Grandpa."

It took a while to coax the girl from her mothers neck, but she eventually wrapped herself around her grandfather. Jacob could feel her tears on his neck. He rubbed her back soothingly.

"I have to go," Sam whispered to him before placing a tender kiss on her daughters cheek, then her lips when she turned to face her mother. "I love you Gracie, I'll see you soon, I promise."

"You'll die if you go back there," Jacob called after her as she walked away from them, towards the mirror that had been sent to them from the SGC when it couldn't be destroyed.

"I'll die if I don't, I need to try and save my planet. Please look after her," she said as she turned to face them. She ran back and threw her arms around them both. "I love you Dad, thank you," she whispered and kissed his cheek.

She moved away quickly and didn't look back. She knew that if she turned around again, she wouldn't be able to leave. Tears clouded her vision as she made her way to the mirror once more.

"I want my Mommy," the little girl in his arms sobbed.

"I know honey, come on, let's go find her," he said softly as he turned around and left the room. He quickly made his way towards the Stargate, informing a fellow Tok'ra on his way as to where he was going.

He pressed the symbols to Earth and punched in the iris code when it connected. Once the green light appeared on the GDO, he handed it back to the Tok'ra guarding the 'gate.

"I want Daddy," Grace whispered as she tightened her hold on his tunic.

"Daddy will be there too sweetie," he assured her before stepping through the 'gate.

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Sam watched as her father walked down the ramp, a confused expression on her face. They had only left an hour before. Her eyes fell on the girl in his arms. She ran into the 'gate room, the rest of her team hot on her heels.

"Dad?" she asked.

"It's a long story," he replied.

"Briefing room!" came Hammond's command from the control room.

"Mommy," Grace whispered to him as they walked out of the 'gate room.

"Sam?" he said and waited until she had turned to face him. "She wants you."

"Me?" Sam asked, shocked, as her father started to hand her the little girl.

Sam never saw the girls face before she wrapped her legs around her waist and her arms around her neck, her face buried in her shoulder. Sam shifted the girl on her hip as she walked to the briefing room, her father a step behind her.

Once they had all sat down at the table Jacob started. "She's from another reality. One that is being destroyed by the Goa'uld. Ten minutes after you left I came face to face with an alternate version of my Sam. This is her daughter," he pointed to Grace. "Her name is Grace, she's three. We've ran DNA tests and she is who she says she is."

"Why this reality?" General Hammond asked, looking at the frightened little girl curled up on her 'mother's' lap.

"This was the first reality the other Sam found where Grace didn't exist. She's hoping to come back to get her later, but… I'm not sure if she will. The impression I got from her was that it was already too late. She didn't want her daughter to die if there was another version of herself to look after her."

"What about her father?" Jack asked.

"That would be you," Jacob said, looking directly at Jack and making him squirm.

"Me?" he asked as he fidgeted in his seat.

"Yes. That's what the other Sam told me, and the DNA tests confirm it. The other Sam told me that they'd been married for four years. That Sam wasn't under his command. She never expected that much of a variation."

"I want Daddy," Grace announced quietly in the silence.

Jack swallowed loudly as he stood up and nervously made his way around the table. He stopped beside Sam's seat and ran a hand down the small girls long blonde hair.

She pulled away from Sam's neck and held out her arms towards Jack, finally letting someone see her face.

Jack picked her up and settled her on his hip, his brown eyes connecting with her striking blue ones. A small cut ran along her cheek, bright red against her fair skin. She smiled up at him and he couldn't help but smile back.

"You're so beautiful," he told her, causing her to giggle.

"You're so silly Daddy," she giggled and covered her mouth with both of her hands. "I wants a kiss," she told him before puckering up her lips and leaning forwards.

Jack leaned forward and happily obliged to her demand. He kissed her puckered up lips softly, before tracing her cut cheek with his thumb. "Does that hurt?" he asked. She shook her head.

"Can we goes home now Daddy?" she asked innocently, looking up at him with bright blue eyes.

Jack knew he was in trouble the second he saw her pleading face. There was no way he would want to give her back. He selfishly wished he wouldn't have to.

"Not yet sweetie," he told her, a grin spreading across his face.

"Princess," she told him.

"Princess," he amended. "Just a little while longer."

"Okay," she whispered as she lay her head on his chest and smiled at the rest of the room.

Jacob felt himself fall in love with the little blonde girl across the room. He had never seen such a beautiful little girl.