Here's chapter two... I decided to write more because stories never come this easily to me. This chapter pretty much wrote itself, though I'm not sure how much I like it...

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VisualIDentificationZeta- As I may not has emphasized earlier, this is a response to a challenge. The challenge rules were:

Sg-1 is on leave, and one morning someone drops a baby at Jack's doorstep. Jack isn't sure of what to do because the last time he took care of an infant was with Sara. So he asks Sam for help and the two become close. You think how it should end.

I'm trying my very hardest to stick to the rules of this challenge (as I've never been able to before). A side effect of this particular challenge is that they may be a bit OOC. I did like your idea for why he asked - maybe that's his secret motivation... ??

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And now... on to the story!

"A baby, sir?"

"Yep."

"Was there a note or anything?"

"Yes. It basically said that her mother can't take care of her anymore. She said she saw me one day when I was taking care of my neighbor's kid and decided I was better off taking care of the baby than she was."

"Is it a g irl or a boy?"

"A little g irl, named Grace."

Jack heard Sam's breath catch for a second, before she continued with her questions.

"How old is she?"

"Six weeks."

"Wow. So, um... why did you call me?"

He paused. He didn't really know why, so he decided to make something up.

"I actually need some things for her, and I was wondering if you could get them for me."

There. That didn't sound too suspicious, did it?

"Okay, I can do that. What do you need?"

"Some diapers, formula and a bottle."

"Alright, I'll bring it by in about half an hour, okay?"

"Sure, sounds great."

"Goodbye, sir."

"Carter."

He hung up the phone. That probably wasn't a good idea, he thought to himself. He picked up the basket that Grace was in and placed it on the floor beside his couch. He picked up a crossword puzzle and started to work on it. About 30 minutes later, his doorbell rang. He stood up from the couch and quickly checked his appearance in his mirror. He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. Get a grip. It's just Carter! He exhaled quickly before opening the door.

Now, not to saw that she wasn't attractive in BDU's, but wow! In her civilian clothes she was enough to make any guy... Not going there right now, he scolded his mind.

"Carter. Fancy meeting you here!"

She smiled her special Jack O'Neill smile that made his heart melt.

"I hope I got the right things,sir. I've never shopped for a baby before."

"Oh, I'm sure you did just fine."

"Can I... uh, see her?"

"Oh, yeah! Sure. She's in the living room."

She walked inside and he followed her into the room. She slowed down as she neared the basket and peered inside at the tiny infant.

"She's beautiful."

Yes, you are, the teenage part of his brain muttered to him. Shut up! His common sense muttered back.

"Well, when she wakes up she'll be hungry. I'd better go make some of this up for her."

"Wait. You're gonna leave me here with her?"

"She's asleep. It'll be fine."

He couldn't help but smile. She isn't afraid of the Goa'uld or anything else we come across on other planets, and yet she gets nervous at the sight of a sleeping baby.

He had just finished up the bottle when he heard Grace start to cry and a nervous Carter say "Sir?" He walked back into the room and picked up Grace. He plopped the bottle into her mouth with ease and she started to suck on it.

"Well, you made that look easy."

"I've had practice," he muttered softly.

She was silent for a moment.

"Well, sir. I should go."

"You know... I may have had practice with this baby stuff, but it's always nice to have someone else to help out... so if you'd like to stay and help me... I wouldn't mind."

Oh sure. Leave it to Sam Carter to turn you into a blubbering idiot, his mind berated him.

"Are you... sure?"

"I'd appreciate it."

"Okay, then I'll stay, sir."

"Great."

Grace finished the bottle and Jack burped her before she fell back asleep. He put her back in the basket.

"So, I suppose you're going to call the police about her."

"Well, I was going to until I read the note."

He handed it to her and waited patiently as she read it. He tried not to notice at she quickly batted away a tear and handed the note back to him.

"Now, I'm not so sure."

"Well, sir, you can't keep her and be going off world every day."

"I know!" He said, sharper than he meant. "I'm sorry," he muttered.

"It's alright. This kind of note would make anyone want to keep her."

"It's not just that."

"What do you mean?"

He sat down on the couch and motioned for her to sit down too. Then his voice dropped, almost to a whisper.

"After Charlie... I just... I felt like I had let him down. Right now... I don't know." He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't help but feel almost like I'm getting a second chance. I never thought I'd have another child, or at least to care for one. I really want that chance."

She was silent for a moment, then she spoke again. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have... attacked you like that. I mean, you already know everything I said. I just made it worse."

"It's fine."

"I really am sorry."

He smiled at her.

"And it's really fine."

She smiled back. The moment was then broken by Grace crying. Jack picked her up.

"Ah. Diaper change time."

Sam smiled again.

While he left to change her diaper, Sam sat on his couch. She twiddled her and tried desperately not to feel nervous and out of place, but she couldn't. She was relieved when he finally came back into the room.

"Would you like to hold her?"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Of course." He handed Grace to Sam. "Just make sure you support her head. See, you're a natural."

Jack sat down on the couch beside her. Grace began to fall asleep and Sam gently put her back in the basket. Then she looked at her watch.

"Wow, it's getting late. I should go home."

She picked up her purse and stood up.

"Thanks for getting me that stuff for Grace."

He stood up and tried to hand her some money.

"No, no. My gift for her."

"Thank you."

She pulled on her jacket and started to walk towards his door. His heart shouted at him as she walked away. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Carter?"

She turned around slowly.

"Sir?"

He hesitated for a second. For heaven's sake – just say it! His mind screamed at him.

"Stay."

So? How was it??? Should I still continue or should I just trash it??? Am I rushing them? Are they too OOC? Just press that pretty little button down there and let me know!