Grace
by Aria
Chapter Four
Rating: Same as the show.
Disclaimer: I don't own them; if I did then I would be a hell of a lot richer. No one's paying me to write this, so I'm not making any profit from writing it. I'm just killing time.
Spoilers: Beneath the Surface, Point of No Return, Tangent, Serpent's Venom, Grace, Heroes.
Synopsis: Grace arrives through the Stargate, and it's not just Sam that can see her. Set a couple of months after Heroes, and Lost City.
It's confusing, but my story plan will make more sense as things go on.
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Samantha Carter was completely silent. Completely and utterly silent, it was against every fibre of her being, but she stood, at ease, in front of General Hammond's desk. She felt like a kid in trouble in front of the principal, or a cadet in front of their commanding officer…or what she imagined that felt like.
General Hammond's attention was on her medical report, open in front of him, her latest set of test results. "I don't know what to say to you, Samantha; I've known you since you were a cadet. I just, I never expected anything like this."
It took him a while to discover the courage to look at her face to face. "Are you sure about this?" His face was that of a general, but the words and voice were that of a concerned grandfather. The only problem with having her father's training buddy as a boss.
"Yes, sir, we don't know what gate travel will do to a developing foetus. I can't continue travelling off world in my current…" she faltered. The changes she was about to make were settling in so gradually, but this conversation would put it all into effect. Everyone would know now "…if I'm pregnant."
General Hammond nodded; he motioned to the chair between them. "It means leaving SG1. I'll have to reassign another scientist, but we can consider other options after the child is born."
Sam sat down, "off record, Sam, is the dad happy?"
She looked down at her hands. What could she say without causing the well meaning older man to think ill of her? The world of courting had changed so much since he met his wife, now gone and unreplaced.
He continued "Doctor Frasier puts the date of conception some time in March, which was when you were memory stamped. Is there something you left out of your report?"
A middle truth, "The father and I knew each other before the mission, we're no longer together, things…changed whilst I was on that mission."
Again he nodded, this time closing her folder. He smiled broadly at her "You know it won't be easy, Samantha, but if you're set on this, the love you will feel…" He tailed off, "…well, it makes it all worth it." They shared a pause and shared a smile. Sam placed her hands on both chair arms, about to rise; "Have you told your father?"
"No, sir, I was going to invite him to 'holiday' on earth." He nodded.
"Colonel O'Neill?" She shook her head, feeling suddenly full behind the eyes. "I think you should form part of the conversation." She nodded slowly, clearly not keen.