Title: A Little Child Shall Lead Them

Author: Lia

Classification: A, R

Rating: PG (only a few bad words though)

Pairing: Jack/Sam, some Daniel/Janet

Spoilers: None, but got the idea after watching The Fifth Man again.

Summary: Sam makes one of the hardest choices of her life; only to find that God has a way of changing life's plans.

Disclaimers: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. No copyright infringement is intended.

Author´s Note: Thank you Pat for beta and all the help with everything. You should know that I am not completely okay with the fact that Janet died. Like her too much to accept that! So she´s in this story, and with Daniel! English is not my first language, just thought you should know. Feedback´s much wanted and much appreciated. Enjoy the story!

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It was still dark, the pale moon peeking through the clouds of the dark sky, the light rain tapping against the windows. She opened her eyes slowly, staring the roof for a short moment before sleepily turning her head to look at the man next to her. He was sleeping on his side, an arm wrapped protectively around her stomach, his soft breathing gently caressing her cheek.

Carefully she rolled on her side and leaving the warmth of the bed she walked into the bathroom and closed the door after her. She turned the lights on, wincing at the brightness before turning the shower on and stepping under hot water. Her muscles were aching, with the scratches and cuts from the previous mission still sore as well. The water soon turned cold and she turned it off, her body shivering with the cold. She dried herself before slipping into his robe.

He was still sleeping when she came back from the bathroom. Walking along the dark hallway she made her way into the kitchen. She leaned against the counter waiting for the aroma of the coffee filling the room. A roar of thunder was heard in a distance and she felt shivers running through her body.

Taking her cup she walked into the dark living room where she curled on the couch, leaning against the soft cushions, fingers wrapped around the steaming cup. She took a sip of her coffee, the hot liquid burning her mouth.

"Damn it." The cursing words escaped her lips.

She placed the cup down on the coffee table and leaned back, wrapping her arms around herself. She couldn´t stop shaking. Her eyes fell closed, but the sleep didn´t come. And she didn´t expect it to. Not anymore.

"Sam?" Jack asked softly from the doorway, his voice still hoarse with sleep.

"What are you doing up?" She stood up and walked to him, wrapping her arm around his waist for a support. "You need to stay in bed."

He didn´t object as she guided him back to the bedroom; he was still weak. She lowered him on the bed, gently helping him lay down against the soft pillows, her hand stroking gently across his face.

"Go back to sleep." She whispered softly.

"You too." He murmured sleepily.

She stood up and untied the robe, letting it fall on the floor. Crawling under the warm covers into his arms, she pressed her body against him, needing to feel him close. She lay her head on his chest, her silent tears wetting his tee-shirt. His breathing was calm, the pain medication allowing him to have the rest that his body needed to recover. She stayed awake for a long time, quietly crying until there was no more tears left.

She had made her decision. And it broke her heart.

Just before the morning sun slowly crept on the grey sky, she let his steady heartbeat lull her into a dreamless sleep.

End of Part 1