Epilogue

"Come on baby, you're doing great." Paul coached.

"You're never touching me again you son of a bitch." Rebecca yelled, pushing on his chest and shoving him away.

Paul laughed and went back over to kiss his wife. "Babe, you said the same thing when both Alex and Grace were born."

"I mean it this time." Rebecca panted as another contraction hit her.

"Right." Paul said with a wry smile. "Come on baby, we're almost done." Paul reassured her and he was right, for once. After about another five minutes of pushing and screaming their second daughter was born.

"Paul, she's beautiful." Rebecca said with a tired smile when they handed her their daughter.

"That she is." Paul said, leaning down and kissing his wife. They had been married for nine years and Rebecca had just given birth to their third child, well four if you count Charlie.

"I am just letting you know, that I am officially done with the baby-having department. You want any more children, you're just going to have to divorce me and marry someone else." Rebecca said softly as she stared at their daughter.

"I was just about to tell you the same thing." Paul said with a smile. "How about I go get everyone?"

"Alright." Rebecca agreed.

"How's Becca?" Jack asked as soon as he saw his son-in-law. "How's the baby?"

"Fine." Paul answered.

"Dad?" Nine-year-old Charlie asked. He stood and took his four-year-old sister, Grace, by the hand.

"Boy or girl?" Alex, seven, asked. He stood next to his brother and sister.

"You guys have a little sister." Paul replied.

"Congratulations Colonel Davis." Hammond said, coming forward to shake his friend's hand. "Please, extend my congratulations on to Rebecca."

"Thank you sir." Paul replied. Paul saluted the older man before he walked away. He scooped up his daughter. "You want to go and see your baby sister?"

"Yes." Grace said, wrapping her arms around her father's neck.

"Another sister?" Alex muttered, looking up at his grandfather.

"Oh come on Alex, you know you love being a big brother to Grace." Jack said with a smile as he placed a hand on his grandson's back and led him towards the room.

"What's her name Dad?" Charlie asked, catching up to his father and sister.

"Lara Danielle." Paul replied, smiling down at his son who reminded him so much of his best friend. Daniel had gotten killed during a mission two years prior.

"I like it." Charlie said as he went ahead of the group and into his mother's room. "Hey Momma."

"Hello angel." Rebecca said, kissing her son when he went over to her bedside. "Meet your little sister."

"Hey Lara." Charlie said, gently kissing her forehead.

"Where's my new grandbaby?" Jack asked, effectively announcing the entrance of everyone else. They stayed until the nurse came in and announced that Rebecca and Lara were cleared to go home. Jack left for home an hour after he made sure that his daughter and granddaughter were settled in. He did, however, promise Charlie that he would be back in the morning so they and Alex could play catch.

Paul managed to get the children to bed without much fuss and was relived when he could slide into bed behind his wife. "I love you."

"I love you." Rebecca answered. She glanced over to the bassinet on the other side of their bedroom. "We should sleep now since she is."

"Good plan." Paul replied.

"Someday your child may cry/And if you sing this lullabye/Then in your heart/There will always be a part of me/Someday we'll all be gone/But lullabyes go on and on…/They never die/That's how you/And I/Will be."

"Momma?" Rebecca asked, sitting up in bed. She glanced over to make sure that Paul was still asleep before getting out of bed and going over to the bassinet.

"Don't be scared angel." LeAnn said, laying her granddaughter back in the bassinet. "I just wanted to come and visit you."

"Why, not that I don't miss you … it's just …"

"I want to tell you how proud I am … of you and your father." LeAnn reached out and cupped her daughter's cheek. "You have grown into such a beautiful woman. I love you so much. You were my joy and my hope in this world, never forget that. You and you're family are going to be just fine."

"Yeah sure you betcha." Jack said coming forward.

"Daddy?" Rebecca asked, turning.

"I just wanted to say goodbye." Jack replied. "Remind Paul that it's his job to take care of you for me."

"I will." Rebecca said softly. She hugged her father. "I love you."

"I love you too." Jack replied. His kissed his daughter.

"Hello?" Paul's sleepy voice woke Rebecca out of a sound sleep. She sat up in bed and looked at her husband as he rubbed his eyes and listened to whoever was speaking on the phone. "This is he…I understand. I'll be there as soon as I can. Bye." He tossed the cordless wearily onto the nightstand.

"It's about Daddy isn't it?" Rebecca asked.

Paul nodded before turning to his wife. "He had a heart attack. He was driving home when it happened. I'm sorry baby but he was gone before the paramedics even got to the scene."

Rebecca allowed Paul to pull her into his arms. The realization slowly sank into her and she started to cry. "He can't be gone…" Paul held his wife and rubbed her back. "Do you want to go to the hospital with me? Charlie can watch his brother and sisters until Hammond can get here."

"No, I want to be here when they wake up." Rebecca replied softly. She sniffed and watched Paul rise and dress quickly.

"I'll be back as soon as I can." Paul murmured, bending over to kiss her. He grabbed his phone, wallet and keys and, after taking one last look at her, left.

It was after eight when Lara woke Rebecca up with her crying. Rebecca fed her daughter and put her back to bed before going downstairs to check on the children. She knew they were up because there were hushed voices coming from the kitchen. "Where's Daddy?" Grace asked the moment she saw her mother. Rebecca glanced around the kitchen, noticing the box of cereal on the counter and the bowls of it in front of each of her children. She moved on autopilot and made a pot of coffee.

"Momma?" Charlie asked, worry evident in his tone.

"It's okay, sir, they're up." Paul called over his shoulder as he entered the house from the garage.

"I'm sorry, Rebecca." Hammond said as he stepped into house. Rebecca was across the kitchen and in his arms in an instant. Hammond enveloped her in a fatherly hug while she cried. "It'll be alright."

"What's wrong with Momma?" Charlie asked his father.

Paul looked at his wife and then went over to his children. "Charlie … you remember what your mom told you when your father died?" He knelt next to his oldest.

"She said that Daniel was in a happier place where nothing bad could ever happen to him again." Charlie said after a moment. "And that he was with his first wife and his parents."

"That's right." Paul replied. "Alex, Grace, come here." Paul waited until the two younger ones obeyed. "I just got back from the hospital. Your grandfather passed away last night. Like Daniel, he's in a happier place. It's okay to be sad and to miss Grandpa Jack but you guys have to remember the happier times so you can tell Lara about him when she gets older."

"No!" Alex yelled. "He's not gone! He'll be over in a little bit to play catch!"

"Alex…" Paul started.

"You're lying!" Alex yelled, turning on his father.

"Alexander James don't you dare yell at your father." Rebecca yelled, breaking from Hammond.

Alex turned and looked at his mother. "He's lying."

"No baby, he's not." Rebecca said softly. "Grandpa's gone…"

"I want to go with him." Alex cried.

"Tell him he has to come back so we can be with him." Grace started to cry.

Rebecca was over to them in an instant and drawing them into her arms. "Don't say that. You guys can't go with him. It's not your time. But he will always be with you. In your heart and in your memories. Grandpa Jack wouldn't want you to be sad, you know that."

"He would want us to stay and take care of Momma." Charlie said softly.

Rebecca smiled at her oldest. She reached out and ran her fingers through his hair. "My little boy … you remind me of your father so much." She hugged all three of them while they all cried.

A week later. "We commend the spirit of General Jonathan 'Jack' O'Neill to our heavenly father." Patrick said over Jack's casket. "May he find in death the peace that he sought for in life." He nodded at the Air Force funeral team and they started to play taps and fire the rifles in the air while the flag was folded.

Rebecca stared ahead blankly as Hammond stepped forward to accept the flag from the airman. Charlie glanced around and noticed Sam and Cassie standing side by side both in their dress blues. Members of the SGC were gathered around them. Both Rebecca and Paul were wearing their dress blues. Paul had Grace in his arms and the two boys were flanking their mother. Katherine and James had taken Lara for the day so they wouldn't have to take her to the funeral. Charlie loved seeing his parents, especially his mother, in their uniforms. They seemed so untouchable. Hammond did an about face and marched over to Rebecca, who mechanically held her arms out. He gently placed the flag in them and closed them up around it. Hammond took a step back and saluted the flag. He then hugged Rebecca wordlessly and retook his place next to Paul. Patrick said a prayer and the funeral was over.

"Rebecca …" Ferretti said softly, coming up to her. He gathered his best friend's daughter into his arms. "This wasn't how I thought that this would happen. I always figured that your father would go out in a blaze of glory."

"He got to see his newest grandbaby be born…I guess that was enough for him." Rebecca replied, she glanced up and saw someone unexpected. "Excuse me." She crossed the cemetery quickly. "Sara…"

"It was the funeral he would have wanted." Sara said softly.

"That's why I did it that way." Rebecca replied. "The priest is my husband's brother…I didn't know it but Daddy requested some time ago that he do his funeral."

"I'm sorry that he's gone…I …" Sara started but she began to cry.

"Here." Rebecca said, holding out the flag. "He would want you to have it."

"No …" Sara said after a moment. "He would have wanted your mother to have it." Rebecca was surprised at the statement and how softly it was delivered. "Jack loved me, I don't doubt that…but I was never his true love. Your mother was. I hardly even knew the man in that ground. So much happened in the time that we got divorced. You have it. After Charlie died you became his pride and joy."

"He could barely stand me." Rebecca protested.

"He held you at arms length because he was scared that something would happen to you." Sara replied. "I hope you two repaired your relationship."

"We did." Rebecca replied. "We worked and lived together for four years after I got back from Iraq. He took a job out here so he could be closer to me and my family when I left Colorado."

"Becca … sorry to interrupt, but we need to head to the house." Paul said coming over with the children.

"Paul, I want you to meet my stepmother Sara. Sara, this is my husband Colonel Paul Davis." Rebecca introduced.

"It's a pleasure to meet you ma'am." Paul said softly, shaking her hand. "I'm sorry for your loss."

"Thank you." Sara replied, her eyes were instantly drawn to Charlie. "He looks like…"

"I know." Rebecca replied. "These are our children, Grace, Alex, and… Charlie."

Sara looked at her former step-daughter, tears shining in her eyes. "Is he?"

"Yeah." Rebecca replied. "Jonathan Charles. Charlie, remember how I told you that you were named after your uncle?" The boy just nodded. "This was his mother."

"You look so much like him." Sara said softly.

"We also have another daughter, Lara. She's with Paul's parents." Rebecca explained softly.

"Why don't you come back to our house with us?" Paul asked. "You can tell Charlie about his uncle and share some stories about Jack with us."

"I'd like that." Sara replied, walking off with the Davis' towards the parking lot.

"Goodbye Daddy." Rebecca murmured looking over her shoulder at her father's grave. Sitting right next to it was her mother's. "You and Momma take care and protect my children, please."

"You alright?" Paul asked, taking her hand.

"I'm fine." Rebecca replied. "We're gonna be fine." She smiled at him and kissed him before glancing over her shoulder at her parent's graves. "We'll be fine."