It had been three months since Jack had left on the mission that she hated. She had started calling it the death sentence. Charlie had a hard time in trying to get her to understand that he was doing something good for the country. She had to agree with that to an extent! She had received a gift from him, just before her birthday.

It had been something small but wrapped up in something else. She hadn't found it until recently. She smiled at the blanket she'd received from him, that was a baby yellow. Whether he had the ability to know she was lying to him at one point or another she wasn't sure because the colour was suited to a new born baby, and it was about the size as well!

She had studied it rather closely, but only a few days ago did she actually open the plastic packaging that it had been in and open the blanket. Falling out was a note. Smiling she picked it up.

Hey Angel

When I get back, I plan on having this blanket set to good use! What do you say? Five or six kids? Look closer there's something on the blanket for you too!

Love you forever and see you soon!

Your Jonathon

Grinning like a complete fool Sam had to keep herself in check. And when she scouted the blanket, she noticed a name had been embroidered into one corner.

Samantha Xanthie O'Neill - loving mother, cherished daughter, and beautiful wife.

Smiling she shook her head but something else came into view. The opposite corner. Turning it around she grinned at what it said.

Jonathon Charles O'Neill - overall great guy!

Laughing she shook her head. She knew what he wanted with this, and as she ran her hand over her stomach she nodded. Folding it back up she knew she had to keep it hidden for a while from her father. She had only just had her suspicions confirmed by a doctor in town. She knew it when she was two months along but finally getting that blood test result that told her she was 100% pregnant, she had simply beamed at the doctor.

He was pretty sure he'd never seen someone so happy about being pregnant before. But when he'd asked about the father of the child, Sam's face had fallen. She'd told him that he was on a mission with the air force right now, but he'd be back soon. She had seemed so happy that he had hated himself and apologised quite frequently to her about that question.

Smiling at him she shook her head and shrugged. She had told him it was ok, and that she needed the grounding. She hadn't thought about him in the last few days which she thought was bad, but when the doctor had told her it was only natural for him being away for so long, she nodded and shrugged again. Thanked him for his time and left.

So here she was waiting outside the house she had started calling her second home. She had a key but today, she wanted to be let in by the people that lived there. So when the door finally opened several minutes later her smile had disappeared and was replaced with worry. Looking at Charlie she swallowed.

"What is it?"

"Come in Sam," he stated moving to let her in. No sooner had she walked into the kitchen did Chloe envelop her into the tightest hug.

"Sam I am so sorry!" She cried.

"For what?" Sam frowned. Pulling back Chloe sniffled and looked at Charlie.

"Charlie?" Chloe questioned.

"Sit down Sam," he said gently.

"Why what's happened? What's going on?"

"It's Jack,"

"What do you mean it's Jack?"

"He's been pronounced dead as of 07:00 this morning."

"What?" She gasped, both hands resting on her stomach.

"How? Why? What?" She questioned tears glistening in her eyes.

"He was shot down. The others scouted the area but he wasn't seen, Sam I'm so sorry," Charlie stated.

"But! He can't be! How can I, but!" Was all she got out before crumbling to the floor in Charlie's arms crying.

"Shh, Sam," he whispered. Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck she whispered through her sobs.

"I'm pregnant," as Charlie's face paled he held her tighter.

"It'll be alright, we'll help you through this." Pulling back she sniffled looking at him.

"I, dad's been relocated. I wanted to stay but,"

"Go with him Sam! We'll keep you updated! You know what Jack's like. He'll be hiding out somewhere thinking about you. He'll pull through this." Sniffling she nodded.

That night Sam got home and started packing while her father was god only knew where. Now she knew she had to tell him! She was three months and was twenty years old, as of a few weeks ago. She was going to be a young and single mum. She knew she didn't want to be with anyone else, but she knew she had to move on.

So when her father came home that night to find her sitting at the dinner table with dinner cooked and warming in the oven he knew something was amiss. Grabbing his dinner and sitting opposite her he frowned.

"What is it Sam?"

"Your re-assignment,"

"Sam..."

"I know, and I want to go with you,"

"What?" He questioned nearly chocking on his food.

"I lied to you daddy," she whispered, staring at her food.

"Sam?"

"I met someone a while ago now, and we were seeing each other, and he was sent on a two month mission three months ago. I was told today by his friends that he was pronounced dead this morning," she managed to get out, before breaking down. Moving to her, he sighed, hugging her tightly.

"Who Sam? What's his name?"

"I, dad I can't,"

"You just said he was dead Sam, I can't kill the man can I?" He smirked sadly. Looking at him with blurred vision, and tears running down her face, she sniffled.

"Captain Jonathon O'Neill," she whispered. Stiffening he stared at her.

"Samantha!" He shrieked.

"I love him dad! I didn't want to, but it happened!"

"When? How long?"

"We met when he was first transferred, but I thought he was an ass. Only after my nineteenth birthday did we start going out. Daddie," she whispered staring at him, and he knew there was more. The terrified look in her eyes told him he was going to wish this man was still alive so he could kill him.

"Sam?"

"I'm pregnant!" She cried before burying her head into his chest.

"Christ Sam!"

"I'm so sorry! Please don't throw me out please!" She cried.

"Oh Sammie, I'd never do that!"

"I want the baby dad," she stated pulling back and sniffling.

"Sam!"

"No, I can't abort! That's not in me, and I'm past that time anyway!"

"How far are you?" He frowned.

"Three months," she sniffled.

"SAMANTHA!"

"I found out today! I wasn't sure so I went into town, and got a test done, I got it back this morning, daddie please! I love Jon! Please don't abandon me! I need you so much and your grandchild is going to need you too! We love you too!" She stated staring at him, with nothing but open fear.

"Sam I'd never throw you aside! You're my angel!"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Never call me Sammie, or angel again,"

"What? Sam,"

"Jon always called me that, it just hurts that's all," she whispered. "There's um, I packed this afternoon when I got home. But there's something I have to show you,"

"Sam, I hate seeing you in pain, please stop protecting the man! He's dead!"

"DAD!" She cried, before hugging him tightly.

"Sam I didn't mean it like that!"

"I know I'm sorry,"

"Me too honey, me too!"

The following morning, Jacob frowned as two men and a young girl approached him.

"Excuse us Colonel, but would Sam be around?" Charlie asked.

"And you are?"

"Captain Charles David Kawalsky, and these are Captain Louis Paul Ferretti, and Captain Chloe Mae Richards."

"And you know my daughter how?" He questioned glaring at them as Sam walked out of the house gripping the blanket tightly. Looking up at her fathers question, tears stung her eyes seeing them standing there.

"Sammie," Chloe said gently, taking a step forward. Turning to watch his daughter Jacob, raised his eye brows, when she went straight into the arms of the other female. Crying Sam buried her head against Chloe's shoulder.

"Sam," Charlie stated, moving to them, with Lou. Pulling back she gave a weak smile.

"Sorry," she whispered.

"Don't be." Lou smiled at her. Sniffling she nodded.

"What's wrong?" She asked gently.

"We came to say goodbye. You take care and we want photo's! Everything! The baby book completed and full of stuff! The first tooth, hair cut, words, what teeth come out first everything!" Laughing Sam nodded and sniffled.

"I'll try Chloe,"

"Good! Oh and video recordings! So we can see her growing up!" Charlie grinned. Smiling she nodded.

"Jack will come back, and when he does we'll let you know ok?" Lou stated.

"Mm," she whispered.

"Trust us Sam, he is alive out there!"

"It's a bit hard to think like that at the moment Charlie," she stated looking at the three of them.

"SAM!" A voice called and four girls came barrelling towards her. Stopping just before the trio of Captain's, they watched her.

"Where are you going?" Leigh frowned.

"Dad got a re-assignment,"

"I thought you said you were going to stay though?"

"I was but I changed my mind,"

"Why?" Angie stated looking at the Captain's and glaring at each of them.

"I have my reasons Angie,"

"Sam, come on,"

"Jack's dead!" She huffed, before bowing her head, and moving into Charlie's arms, with a gentle tug. Gasping they stared at her.

"Well at least now you can move on!" Grace stated. Glaring at them Chloe had, had enough.

"What the hell is wrong with you lot? Sam witnessed her best friend being murdered in front of her, and now Jack's dead and all you can say is good? She loves him! He loves her! And that's proven by the fact she's pregnant with HIS child!" She yelled glaring at them.

"Chloe, easy their just kids," Lou stated.

"They're all nineteen or twenty Lou!" She huffed.

"Sam?" Kya asked, moving forward but was stopped by Lou and Chloe protecting her and Charlie, which Jacob raised his eye brows at but smiled nevertheless.

"Three months," she whispered.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I only found out for sure yesterday, I mean I knew but I didn't want to think about it, incase something happened,"

"Sam," Kya said gentler. Looking up Sam sniffled and saw the look of fear and longing in her friends eyes.

"I'll be staying with dad, you can find out where we are from admin," she said gently, before hugging and kissing Charlie's cheek, before Lou and Chloe's as well.

"Take care Sammie, and we'll keep in touch," Chloe stated as she got Sam into the car. Watching from his position now behind the wheel, Jacob narrowed his eyes at the blanket, she was gripping.

"Thanks Chloe," she whispered staring at the blanket.

"That's what he sent?"

"Yeah,"

"Cute, maybe he knows."

"No he doesn't, but the letter made me smile," she whispered.

"Take care the Sam, and make sure you look after your baby and your dad! No offence intended Colonel," she stated swallowing, when she realised he was still there. Looking up she gave a weak smile.

"None taken Captain, and thank you for being such a caring friend to my daughter."

"Given the chance sir, I'd personally see to it that Sam and the baby are always in good health. I love her like she was my little sister, sir."

"She's lucky to have you then Captain."

"Quite the contrary sir. It is us who is lucky to have her." And with that Chloe kissed Sam's forehead and closed the door. Backing up so he could reverse from the driveway.