First attempt at a story on the site. Hope you won't be too disappointed.
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A Time to be Born
Pregnant! She's going to have a baby! Sam Carter stares in shock at the test kit she purchased at the drugstore on the way home.
Damn! What is she going to do now? This isn't part of the plan! Pete will insist on getting married right away...
She doesn't want to marry Pete!
The realization hits her out of the blue. She doesn't want to marry Pete! She doesn't want to have his baby! Crap! What's she going to do now?
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She answers the door, knowing it's him. Pete is standing there grinning. "Hi, Babe!"
God! She hates it when he called her that! And she's told him over and over again...
"I am not Babe," she snaps. "Babe is a pig in a movie! My name is Samantha! If you can't use my name, then don't talk to me at all!"
He stares at her as if she has two heads. "What's the matter, B... Sam?"
"I don't like being called Babe! When are you going to understand that?!"
"It's just a nickname," he whines. "A... uh...pet name, I guess."
"Well, I don't like it! And I sure as hell am nobody's pet! Call me Sam or Samantha!"
He raises his hands in surrender. "Okay. Okay. I'll try. Honestly, I will try." He pauses and moved toward her. "Can we go for a ride? I've got a surprise for you."
She frowns. She hates surprises.
He makes her close her eyes until they reach their destination...
A house ?! Crap! He's bought a house!
He is so excited he's practically vibrating. "There's a big kitchen," he says, leading her into the house. "And it's painted yellow! And four bedrooms..." He grabs her hand and pulls her around the rooms, showing them off—she hears his running commentary, but it makes no sense. Dog... Fenced-in backyard... Four kids... She closes her eyes in horror.
"I have a job, Pete! I'm not quitting my job!" she points out. "I'm not around half the time!"
"Yes... well, this is more important," he breezes over her objections as if they were only puffs of wind. "You'll have to stay home with the kids..."
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"I can't marry him!" she screams to her empty house, after he brings her home.
You're pregnant, remember! the silence reminds her.
"Doesn't mean I have to marry him!" she argues. She stares at the ring on her finger. Finally takes it off and puts it back in the little box. She considers how to let him know the engagement is off... Call him on the phone? Mail the ring back?
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Five days later she receives proof that the test was wrong! False positive! Not pregnant! Thank you, God! She's practically dancing with joy.
Several people comment on the fact that she looked extremely happy—she is skipping around the corridors of the SGC!
"What's going on, Sam?" Daniel asks from her doorway as she grins like a fool.
She just grins harder.
There is a package on her lab table and Daniel sees it is addressed to Pete. Maybe it's his birthday or something, Daniel thinks.
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Yes, there is a time to be born... but thank goodness, that time is not now!