Sam knew she way pushing the boundaries of breaking regulations but also the trust of her fledgling relationship. Sitting here waiting for her new doctor to call her in the doubts swirled in her mind.

What if I'm not a good mom?

What if Jack doesn't want more kids?

What if General Hammond forces me to resign my commission?

What if he doesn't?

Do I still want to go off world?

Do I want to give it up?

Man Janet had it easy.

"Samantha, Samantha Carter." A soft feminine voice pulled Sam back the reality of her appointment.

"Yes, right here." She gathered her bag and jacket before making her way to the second room on the left. Nervous didn't even begin to describe what she was feeling now. Her she was sitting on a doctor's table, 32 years old about to find out if her most fervent desire was to be fulfilled. Damn, she wanted to pass out. Lying back on the table she thought back to this morning. It was a beautiful Saturday morning so explaining why she couldn't spend all morning is bed was difficult to say the least. A little white lie never hurt anyone, she told herself harshly. But the little voice in the back of her head reminded her that this was not little nor white.

000

Jack woke up to the sound of running water. Weird. Reaching out his right hand he felt around to where Sam's ever heat radiating body should have been, it wasn't. Reluctantly rolling over he started at the clock, 7:48 a.m.! What was she thinking it was Saturday, for goodness sake. General Hammond had given them the weekend off. Jack swore that their CO had winked at him after they were dismissed, Sam had just laughed at him. Paranoid, that was the word she had used and she was probably right but for some reason he was getting a really awkward feeling whenever Jake or Hammond looked at him. At first glance it was always, 'don't think I don't know because I know everything, yes everything even about you' he shuddered as he lifted himself out of bed it was the creepiest look ever. Really ever, the Gou'ald had nothing on those two.

As he made his way to their bathroom he smiled at the floor. After being 'together' for about five months Sam had finally really relaxed, opposed to what most people probably think she was one messy lady. Nights after work involved dumping clothes whenever, which always led to a ten minutes search for her security pass the next morning. Weeknights were mostly take-out, when they could get home. Another strange fact about Sam's habits was the way she slept, always on her side always practically on top of him, he now had to actively turn down the heat at night in anticipation. Weekends allowed her to strech the other side of herself that no one ever saw, laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking those were all weekend things. He never thought of Samantha Carter as a homebody but the soft, pretty smelling, folded laundry, perfectly planned out, adrenaline inducing food trips, sparkling clean bathtub and countertops, vacuumed rugs, perfect meatloaf, juicy tenderloin, steamed asparagus, and mean soufflé all begged to differ. Plus she left all her sweet smelling puffy things in his shower. Yep, life was good.

Knocking gently on the door Jack pushed it open to find a sauna instead of a bathroom. "Sam?" He heard humming from the shower. Stripping quickly he slid into the shower behind her and picked up the soap.

"Jack O'Neill don't you dare come near me with that skin drying out soap of yours." His laugh was rich and deep, of all the problems he had anticipated for his house brand of soap was not one of them but apparently it was the wrong brand, surprisingly it had been their biggest problem so far.

"Fine, I concede." He dropped the soap and wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her in tight. "But Sammy what are you going up at seven am on a Saturday?" Her split second tense did not go unnoticed but he wrote it off as nothing or maybe his imagination was just getting the best of him again. She turned around and placed her hands on either side of his face and pulled him in hard. Shock gave way to desire and he pushed her up against the wall of the shower, hissing at how cold it was. Nibbling down the side of his neck she whispered. "I have to go out for a little while. Nothing big I just have an errand to do, I'll be back for lunch." She smiled against his skin, "Then we can crawl back into bed." Jack sighed he loved her so much, she had this way of getting under his skin and being able to stay there, and he liked it. Stepping back he pulled her under the water and gave her scalp a massage rinsing it of the conditioner. As she relaxed in his arms he stepped closer to support more of her weight until she just rested again him. He really liked the feel of her in his arms, just so nice. He raised her chin with a finger so she was looking him in the eye. "I'll be here when you get back. Always." And she knew exactly what he meant, they always did. Smiling they exited the shower and dried off. Jack threw on some sweats and set some coffee on the stove. He had some stuff to do today also, preferably before Sam got back.

They hadn't really talked about their future explicitly but things seemed to be going well. He looked out the window into the backyard. They had never talked about kids too painful for both, Jack still had some Charlie issues and he knew Sam was still dealing with the aftermath that Jolinar and Fifth had inflicted on her body, but somewhere deep down he knew that he wanted them again. It wasn't a splitting issue but it would be nice to have some laughter in the house. Lots of laughter. Jack had always wanted a big family and in a perfect world Sam would remove herself from the military and just head the science department staying pregnant until she turned forty. He shook his head as much as Sam loved to act the housewife he guessed that she wouldn't want that future. Letting his eye wander he imagined the backyard littered with toys and blonde hair, he was so involved with his little fantasy that he didn't hear Sam come in.

Helping herself to a cup of coffee she watched Jack study the backyard with a wistful look in his eye. Sneaking up behind him she planted a big one on his neck. "I'm heading out now." He smiled down at her. "Okay, be safe and call me." She rolled her eyes; sometimes he acted more like a father than a lover, and sashayed towards the door. "Will do. Bye" As soon as he heard the car pull out he jogged to his study and printed off a list. It was a list of Sam's favorite flowers.

000

The door opened and Sam sat up smoothing over her wrinkled hospital dress. The doctor sat down. "Okay, Samantha Carter?" She opened the folder she had been carrying. "You think you're pregnant and would like to do a sonogram if possible. When was the last time you got your period?" Sam thought.

"About four months ago." The doctor looked up somewhat surprised.

"And you waited this long?" Sam looked down at her fingers.

"I was told that it would be nearly impossible for me to have children. When it didn't come the first time I didn't think anything about it because I have recently stopped taking my birth control injections. The second time I did a home pregnancy test that was positive. My boyfriend and I have only been together for six months so I guess the real reason is I just wanted to be sure. I mean I really want this baby I just didn't want to be disappointed." The doctor nodded.

"Okay, well lets do this then. I'm going to get the nurse and since it sounds like your about four months along I think we'll be able to do the sonogram." Sam nodded as the doctor walked out, as soon as the door closed Sam lay back down and took deep breathes.

Relax; relax; she reminded herself, yet the initial fear and anxiety that she had felt walking in here was replaced by a bubbling something. It best she could have described it as an excited happiness, everything was kinda sorta coming together for her. Closing her eyes she thought about the past five years there had been so much pain but she was used to the dull ache, it had plagued her since she was a teenager and her mother had died, but there was so much else to not is so many words but, she realized, it was the little things that made her happy now. Waking up to Jack, Daniel's rambling, Cassie's so over dramatic stories of teenage angst, the small smile that the General wore when SG1 was being well... SG1, nurses ogling Daniel, Teal'c's smirk or even better his laugh, their kel'nor'reem lessons after Jolinar, that shower with Jack this morning. With that thought on her mind she smiled and sat up as she heard the door opening. The doctor and a nurse entered with a larger machine than she would have thought.

The doctor smeared a cool jell on her stomach and Sam kept her eyes on the monitor. After a few minutes the doctor smiled. "There he is." Sam struggled to find a comfortable position so she could see her baby.

"It's a he. Are you sure?" The doctor shook her head with a smile before nodding.

"Positive, in about four and a half months you are going to be mother to a little baby boy." Hearing it all written out for her like that made Sam tear up. She closed her eyes and leaned back against the bed. The nurse cleaned off her stomach and took the machine back out. The doctor sat down at her seat and reopened the folder.

"So this is your first pregnancy so I am going to give you some guidelines. You are already half way through the process, morning sickness, if you're experiencing any, will most likely be coming to an end. It is very unusual to have a woman who is six months pregnant and throwing up, but you will in probably a month or so notice that the baby has dropped. This increases the pressure on your bladder, be prepared." The doctor smiled jovially. "You can continue to work in" glance down at the folder "Deep Space Telemetry, I am assuming that it's all research so you should be fine. Nothing excessive, heaving lifting, late nights, partying which bringing me to the most important. While you are pregnant no smoking or drinking and I suggest to my patients for at least the fist year after not to smoking around the baby, lungs are very delicate." She looked up from her tirade and handed Sam a packet of flyers, brochures, and information numbers, basically Everything You Need to Know to Have a Baby 101. "Any questions?" Sam shook her head and moved to stand up. The doctor placed an hand on her shoulder. "Congratulations honey." Sam looked up and smiled.

"Thank you Doctor Lawrence, for everything."

"No problem, that's what I'm here for. Any questions my number is the first one on the top page." And with that she left Sam to get dressed.

"Thank you." She whispered after the doctor.

After leaving the doctor's office Sam drove passed the park near Jack's house. Deciding to be spontaneous she pulled over and sat on the bench, just letting the sunlight warm her. Having lost the concept of time she was startled to have her pager buss on her waist. Looking down it was of course the only place that would page her and right now the one place she didn't want to be.

The SGC.