DISCLAIMER: These characters are not mine, with the exception of Catherine Elizabeth Frasier.

SUMMARY: Janet and Daniel dated while the two were in high school. Before graduation, Daniel went to another family. Years later, the two of them meet up again at the SGC.

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A/N: This is a challenge response. It's actually a cross challenge for two separate challenges posted on the Daniel/Janet Challenge Archive. The first one deals with Daniel and Janet knowing each other before the SGC. The second one deals with Janet's death. It involves the fact that Janet's body wasn't brought back from the planet. What if Janet's not dead anymore? What if she was put in a sarcophagus? What if, after that, she was turned? Maybe she could be, maybe not. If she was, could Daniel (or all of SG1 for that matter) save her?

The seventeen-year-old girl held her stomach as she knelt beside the toilet. She was throwing up again. 'What's wrong with me? Why am I so sick?'

She thought back to the way Daniel had held her after they had made love just three weeks earlier.

Flashback

Daniel and Janet lay on his bed, naked. Her head was nestled on his chest. "Daniel, I have to go home." Even at seventeen, her parents imposed a strict curfew.

"I know." Neither one wanted to move.

"I really have to go. My parents –"

She scooted to the edge of the bed and reached down for her discarded clothes on the floor.


"I just want to make sure. No regrets?" He looked at her hopefully as she straightened her shirt.

Leaning over to kiss him, she smiled. "No regrets. You?"

"Never. I love you. Janet, will you marry me?"

She gasped, never having expected this. "Daniel, we're only seventeen." Seeing the crestfallen look on his face, she hurried on. "Just give me a few days to think. I mean, it's not like we could right now anyway. And my life is changing so fast right now that I just need a few days to think." She felt tears burn her eyes at the thought that she might have just hurt him after how tender and gentle he had been with her.

Daniel saw the tears well up in her eyes and stepped over toward her. "Janet, you can have all the time you need. I just want you to know that I love you and want to be with you always."

He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed one last time before leading her out of his house and across the street to her own.

Flashback ends

A knock at the bathroom door startled the young woman out of her reverie.

"Janet? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Mom." Janet rinsed her mouth and opened the bathroom door.

"I want to set up an appointment for you. You've been sick every morning for the past two weeks."

"I know. And I'll go if you want me to. But I want to talk to you about something first."

Annabeth Frasier ran a hand through her red hair and sighed. Somehow, she had always known that this moment would come. She had suspected that her daughter was having sex. She was afraid that she knew exactly what Janet was going to say.

She nodded and gestured for her daughter to lead the way to her bedroom.

"Oh, baby. I know that you didn't mean to do anything wrong, but do you realize that you could be …?"

"I could be what? Pregnant? I thought about that. But, Mom, Daniel wouldn't leave me like that. Not if he had a choice in the matter."

"But he's gone, sweetheart. You said yourself that, when you went over there last week, they told you that his grandfather had picked him up for the summer already and they couldn't give you his address or phone number."

"But that wasn't by his choice, Mom!" Janet wanted to defend Daniel. She was confident that he would never have left if he'd had even a hint that she would need him.

"Well, let's just figure out if you're pregnant or not. Then we'll worry about how to tell your father and how to find Daniel."

"Rick, don't yell at her. She's been crying ever since we got back from the doctor's office." Her mother's voice told her that Dad was home and he knew that she was pregnant.

"I'll do what I have to. She needs to understand that…" Just then, Richard Frasier walked into his daughter's room.

Janet was sitting on her bed, tears streaming down her face. Her hands were carefully cradling the only picture she had of herself and Daniel together.

They had been walking in the park and asked someone to take the picture of her sitting on a swing with him standing behind her, his hands on her shoulders. She had been so happy that day.

That day would live forever in her memory as one of the happiest days of her life. Only to be followed by this one as one of the worst.

"Daddy, Daniel never wanted to hurt me. He's been in and out of foster homes for years. They shipped him off. He would want to be here for me now. I know it." The tears came harder now. She saw the look that crossed her father's face as he realized that his daughter had never intended to do anything wrong.

He sat down on the bed and wrapped his arms around Janet. "Baby, you should know that I'm not mad. Disappointed, yes. But not mad. I know that you never intended for this to happen this way. But, Janet, how are you going to raise this baby?"

"I know I'm not old enough to be able to take care of a baby." Then, a thought hit her. "What if I let Rachel and David across the street adopt the baby? They want a baby and can't have one. Maybe I could go out to grandma's long enough to have the baby and then let them adopt it. I won't even see it when it's born, I swear."

"Do you really think that you could do that, Janet? It's not easy to give up a baby." Her mother was worried. But if she could go through with this, it would solve several problems. Rachel and David Linthrop had been trying to have a baby for years and had not yet been successful. They would love the chance to take care of this baby. But, if Janet changed her mind, it would crush them.

"I can do it, Mom. I know I can. I know that I'm not in any shape to raise a baby. I can barely take care of myself let alone a baby."

"Are you sure, Janet? Once we set things in motion to do this, you won't be able to back out of it. If you say yes, I'll go downstairs and call the lawyer to set up a meeting so that we can discuss this with the Linthrops." Her father was watching her closely.

"I'll do it. I can't raise the baby on my own and it wouldn't be fair to expect you and Mom to do it for me. You did your job."

"Okay. I'll go call Mr. Cline. We'll get the procedure started."

Daniel was sitting in a hotel room in England looking up at the stars and wishing that he was with Janet. He hadn't stopped thinking about her since he left. His grandfather had picked him up early for the summer.

Nicholas had been on his way to a very important dig when he stopped to pick up his grandson. He hadn't had time to let Daniel call Janet and now he didn't want Daniel making long distance phone calls to the States.

'Janet, I miss you so much.' Daniel was holding the same picture that the stranger had taken in the park that brought Janet so much courage and strength. He wished that just this one summer, Nick had skipped taking him along to teach him about archeology and the past.

Sitting in Mr. Cline's office three days later, Janet was nervous. The Linthrops hadn't arrived yet but she was sure they would agree to adopt the baby.

Richard was proud of his daughter. He sat there holding her hand as they waited for Rachel and David Linthrop.

"Are you still sure that this is what you want to do?"

"I'm sure, Daddy." She gave her father a frightened smile.

Just then, the couple from across the street walked into the office. They shook hands with Janet, her father, and the lawyer at the desk. "Mr. and Mrs. Linthrop, Janet and her father have a business deal for you."

Janet spoke up at that point. "Rachel. David. I know that the two of you want a baby and you haven't been able to have one yet. I just recently found out that I'm pregnant. I know that I'm not old enough to raise a baby on my own. I wanted to know if you would like to adopt my baby when it's born."

Richard looked at his daughter in amazement. She had just taken charge of the meeting with a short but determined speech. He looked at his neighbors' faces. They were amazed that this seventeen-year-old had shown such maturity.

Rachel Linthrop stood up. She walked up to Janet with an understanding smile on her face. "Janet, you have made a very mature decision. I think I can speak for both David and I when we say that we would be honored to adopt your baby."

David nodded. "But for the moment, if you wouldn't mind waiting outside, we have to discuss the terms of the arrangement."

Rachel took Janet's hand. "How about if I take you to lunch while the guys discuss this whole thing? It'll just be you and me."

Janet smiled up at her neighbor. She felt a huge weight taken off her shoulders. "Thank you. I am a little hungry."

"You should be. You haven't eaten very much since we found out," her father scolded. He had been trying to get her to eat more every day so that she wouldn't hurt the baby.

"Then, let's go."

Rachel and Janet walked out of the office and headed for a local restaurant.

That night, Rachel and David Linthrop lay next to each other in bed and talked about the arrangement they had come to with the Frasiers.

"I think it's a good idea that we insisted that Janet be able to visit the baby. It's a good thing that her father agreed with us about telling the baby about being adopted and who his or her real mother is. I want Janet to be part of the baby's life. I think it'll be good for her."

"David, I'm so happy that I don't know if I'll be able to sleep tonight."

David's emotions mirrored his wife's. They already loved Janet as much as they would their own child and now she could actually be considered a part of their family as much as her own.

"I know, sweetheart." He pulled his wife in close with her head cradled on his chest. "I know."

Janet was happy in her bed as well. Even though they hadn't been able to find Daniel, they had solved the problem. They had settled the details of the arrangement quickly enough.

No one was happier than she was to have this whole thing settled. She just wished that she could see Daniel. She got out of her bed and picked up the picture off her dresser before sitting down next to her window.

"I miss you, Daniel. I wish you would just call me."

Little did she know how long it would be before she saw Daniel again or how much her life would have changed before that happened.

A little more than eight months later, Janet lay in a hospital bed giving birth. She was crying with the pain and trying to be strong. Rachel Linthrop and Annabeth stood next to the young woman. "You're doing fine. Just fine, Janet. I'm so proud of you." Annabeth wiped her daughter's forehead. She really was proud of Janet. The teenager hadn't complained once about the pregnancy, even in the heat of summer.

As they heard the first cry of the baby, Janet collapsed against the pillows behind her. "How's the baby?" She heard the anxiety in Rachel's voice.

"A beautiful little girl. You should all be proud."

"I couldn't be prouder. Not if it was my own daughter."

"Thank you, Rachel. Is she really beautiful?"

"She is, Janet. She's gorgeous. Would you like to hold her for a bit?"

"May I?" Janet was really tired but she wanted to hold the baby that she had carried in her body for the past eight and a half months. Rachel gently placed the baby in Janet's arms. "What are you going to name her?"

"We thought Catherine Elizabeth would be good. What do you think, Janet?"

"Hello, Catherine Elizabeth Linthrop. Welcome to the world."

Janet was happy. She would be allowed to be a part of this little girl's life. She would be allowed to be a 'co-mommy' so to speak.