Note: Absolutely correct Pat I was wrong the genetics. I was thinking Jack couldn't be the carrier for the blue eyed genes if both of his parents had brown eyes. I neglected the fact that his parents couldn't be carriers. Duh! Do a retroactively fail my high school advanced bio class now?

I start to feel pretty left out as the three of them sit around the dinner table and plan. I can tell that all three of them are really good at this, but I think that some of their plans are a little bit crazy.

"I'm telling you distraction," Jon says waggling his eyebrows at Sam.

"You're worse than the Colonel," Sam mutters, "The time machine isn't actually guarded. There is no one to distract. We just need to block out the cameras."

"Come on Carter, you could distract SOMEONE," Jack says.

"Who?" she demands.

"Your commanding officer?" he jokes.

"Sir, can you be serious?" Sam says annoyed.

"Carter, it's a simple operation. We walk into base just like we always do," he says.

"Separately," Carter points out.

"Of course, I haven't forgot the time that we arrived on base at the same time," Jack says.

"What happened?" Jon says.

"Right," Sam laughs, "That was after you. They made copies of the log in sheet, and posted them around base."

"Seriously?"

The both nod.

"Wait," Jon says eyes shinning, "Sam really does need to distract someone."

"Would you too stop acting so high school?" Sam groans.

"No, you've got to steal the tapes from the security guards," Jack says grinning.

Sam glares at him.

"Ok, so I steal the tapes, you use my security card to get Jon into the room with the security card."

"Hold it, why do I use your key card?" Jack asks.

"Ah, Sir, they didn't give you access to that room," Sam says.

"I outrank you!" he bellows. "Why the hell do you have access if I don't?"

"They didn't give access to anyone with the Ancient gene. It's a security measure designed to prevent…"

"Exactly what we're doing," Jack says.

"Who is going to vouch me on base?" Jon asked.

"Janet," Sam says.

"Are we going to involve another person in this?" Jon asks in surprise.

"Think about it. It would make sense that Janet would want to do a medical check-up on you," Sam says.

"She's right, and we can trust her," Jack says.

"Ok, there is only one more thing to settle," Jon says looking at Sam, "I'm going to need a lot of details, what was life like for you back then? I need to know about your family, your pregnancy, everything," he says.

I got into my luggage and drag out the box of letters, "These might help," I say setting them in front of Jon.

He looks up at Sam with something in his eyes that I can't mistake for anything but love. Which is weird, because he's fourteen, and she's forty. They've got this kind of love which defies age and time, and everything. Its crazy awesome.

But suddenly I worry. Are they doing all this just for a marriage of convince?

"Ah…you're not just doing this for me?" I ask.

Sam and Jon don't answer. Jack does. "They're doing this, because you're there only shot at raising a kid. And I'm as jealous as hell."

Then they both look at me with hope in their eyes.

"I'd be honored to be raised by some version of you three."

Then the worlds strangest group hug happens.

-0-0-0-

I glance at my clock. If the plan worked the world will be changing in a couple of seconds. All of this will cease to exit. I dial my mom's number.

"Hi honey, you ok?"

"Yeah, I just wanted you to know that I love you."

"I love you too, Jane," she says.

"I'm glad you were my mom."

"Well, I'm glad you're my daughter."

And then the time line adjusted.

Note: Don't panic, there will be a sequel.