Title: Unexpected Family
Author: Brenna tkeefer6@home.com
Spoilers: There But For the Grace of God
Category: AU, Romance, Sam/Jack, Daniel/Janet
Season/Sequel info: Post season 3.
Rating: PG
Archive: Heliopolis all others ask.
Content Warnings: none
Summary: Some visitors from an Alternate Reality come through our 'Gate...but can they go home again?
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.


The inner ring of the ancient alien artifact began to spin deep inside Cheyenne Mountain surprising those on duty both in the embarkation room and in the control room above. No teams were scheduled to return for at least another two days.

"Unscheduled off-world activation! Security to the gate room! Medical teams to the gate room!" ordered Simmons into the PA microphone. "Duty officer report to the gate room!"

"I'm here, Simmons," said General Hammond entering the room. "What's going on?"

"Sorry, sir. I thought you were taking the day off. Incoming wormhole. We haven't received a GDO signal yet."

"I was taking the day off. I just came in to get something I'd left on my desk," answered Hammond as Simmons belatedly realized the general was in his civilian clothes.

"Close the iris."

As Simmons entered the appropriate command into the 'Gate computer, he realized something was wrong. Nothing was happening. He tried again, but still nothing. He began trying every override procedure that he knew.

"Sir, I can't close the iris! Something or someone has locked us out of the computer." Simmons was by then furiously typing away at the keyboard in front of him. Realizing he wasn't getting anywhere, Simmons slapped his hand down on the button to activate the PA microphone. "Major Carter to the control room. Major Carter to the control room!"

It was already too late though. The seventh chevron locked into place, and they watched the wormhole form inside the ring of the Stargate. The SF's had arrived in the embarkation room and taken up defensive positions around the room. Simmons continued to work at the computer, trying to shut down the gate or close the iris.

Major Carter came running into the control room, the rest of her team close at her heels. "What's going on?" she asked. After listening to Simmon's explanation she sat down at a second terminal adding her efforts to his. Desperately trying to close the iris.

"Sir, they're accessing the base computer!" reported Major Carter. Alarmed by this turn of events Hammond came to stand behind her. He peered over her shoulder trying to get a look at what was being accessed. "They're going through the personnel records. No attempt at accessing anything else." This continued for several minutes, and still nothing came through the gate.

Suddenly a figure in fatigues landed on the ramp with a thud. The people in the control room could only stare at the dead man standing in front of the gate. He, however, wasn't as still. Quickly assessing the situation in front of him, he spoke into the headset he wore.

"We're good, sir. No Goa'uld. Send them through," Kawalsky reported to whoever was at the other end.

"Now hold on," warned General Hammond through the microphone, but it did no use as a F.R.E.D. unit rumbled through the gate followed by another man in fatigues. Everyone was shocked to see a small child perched on top of the F.R.E.D. and equally as shocked to see the infant strapped to the second man's chest in a makeshift sling.

"We're through, Dad," reported this new intruder.

"Is Sammy all right?" asked a voice they all recognized.

The second intruder, much younger than the first and wearing captain's bars on his uniform, looked down at the infant.

"Yeah, Dad. She made it through fine, but we'll have the medics check her out. Dad, you still have time! Come through with us!" begged the younger man tears streaming down his face. "Don't make me an orphan and a widower in one day."

"That's going to happen no matter what, son. You know that. I'm still alive in that reality. I'd die from cascade failure within hours as badly injured as I am. At least it will be quick this way, and I'll get a chance to take a few more of those damn snakeheads with me. It'll keep them from following you. I'll be with your moms soon, both of them." The voice on the other side of the wormhole was obviously getting weaker now.

"Don't let them gang up on you, Dad," advised the young man in a choked voice.

"I won't. Your moms will just have to share me. What an interesting after-life I have ahead of me, huh? You take care of my grandbabies, Charlie."

"I will, Dad," Charlie promised as he looked down at the child in his arms.

"Is my alternate there?"

"Yeah, I'm here," said Jack O'Neill to his other self as he walked up the ramp to stand beside the intruders.

"Take care of my son, O'Neill, and my grandchildren. Promise me."

"I promise," Jack told him, but his eyes and attention remained focused on the captain on the ramp beside him.

"It's time, Charlie. They'll break through soon. I love you, son." Seconds later the wormhole closed, and Simmons, realizing he again had control of the gate, closed the iris.

"I love you too, Dad" was the unheard reply as he sank to his knees sobbing.

"Take our guests down to the infirmary to be checked out, Colonel. Then I want to meet in the briefing room."

"Yes, sir!" replied Jack O'Neill helping the younger man to his feet. "Come on. You heard the general."

Charlie nodded to his father's alternate self visibly getting control of his grief. "Come on, J.J. We're going to go see Grandma."

"Gamma Jan 'r Gamma Sam?" asked the boy as he reached for his father from his perch on the F.R.E.D. causing Jack O'Neill's head to whip around.