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General Hammond came to visit the newly awoken patient and told him of their concern for him while he was unaware of his surroundings. Sam vowed she would help him recover, and that she did. He spent a couple more weeks within the confines of the Infirmary so the doctors could be sure of his health, and then he was released to go back home and rest for a couple more weeks. Sam went with him and moved in. After all, she hadn't given her answer to that question. And although Jack wanted to help her through the last stages of her pregnancy, he was in need of care at the same time - though he wouldn't admit it. Sam was happy to take care of him. She wanted to. She promised herself she would. She wouldn't let anything happen to him again.
Nothing could. Or she would never forgive herself. Never. But looking after him, she found more of a pleasure than a chore. There was no effort in it at all. It was simple. And almost fun. They had more fun than anything else. Spending time together was something they needed, and with the jobs at hand, it was done. Spending all day for two whole weeks together, still wasn't enough time for them, but it helped. Helped them to get to know what one another was feeling all those months before. Helped them to understand one another better in general. And it was something they needed. Their time together was not wasted, and it was enjoyed by both of them.
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"Come out here Sam," Jack called from outside.
"What is it?" Sam asked as she came out to him.
"Nothing. Just, sit down." Puzzled, she looked at him with a bemused expression and did what he said - sitting down on the chair next to him.
"Beautiful sunset isn't it?" She noticed and commented. He nodded.
"Yeah."
"So, how come I have to come out here?" Sam queried a few minutes later.
"Why, don't you want."
"No, it's not that I don't want to, I'm just asking. That's all."
"Ok. Well, yeah, there is a reason." Then there was a silence.
"Well, are you going to tell me what it is?" Sam asked.
"If you marry me, I'll tell you,"
Jack replied as he held out a box containing the ring. Sam gasped as he put it on her finger and looked at her. A smile leapt to her face and she hugged him. Sitting back, she looked at him with wide eyes.
"Well?" And then Sam's mouth raced into gear.
"Oh! Of course! Yes. You knew I'd say yes! I love you so much," they kissed, and Sam continued, "Oh, but when."
"Can be ready next week."
"Really? Oh Jack!" Sam shrieked and hugged him again.
"This is amazing. And this is beautiful. When did you get it?"
"The other day, when I went out," Jack explained.
"But you said.I love you so much!"
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Rightly being true to his word, that week all the guests were informed, and the small wedding ceremony held. By saying it was a small wedding was no understatement. General Hammond, Daniel, Teal'c, Janet, Cassandra, Jacob of course and Mark were invited. And that was all. No more, no less. It was all they both wanted. Something simple, yet unforgettable. And it didn't disappoint any of them. It was a happy day. There was nothing but pure joy throughout its entirety.
Sam looked beautiful in her white wedding gown. And it was just the way she had always dreamed her dress would be when she got married. It was perfect. Everything she had ever dreamed her wedding would be like, and more still. Jack had planned it perfectly for her and she loved him all the more for it. They had a countless number of photos taken, and then more still.
The guests enjoyed themselves just as much as Sam and Jack - but them probably more. The music played, they danced happily and the fact that one of them was pregnant and that the other had been in a coma for six months not that long before seemed to cease to exist. Neither of them even took it into recognition. They were both things that they didn't need to think about then. Not on that day. Their wedding day, of all days, was not one to think about all the terrible things that had happened in the past. Although Sam being pregnant was not a terrible thing, the fact that Jack had been in a coma for so long - six months - his life hanging in the balance, was something they didn't need to reminisce with. And they didn't. They all enjoyed the fun and happiness of the day. It felt as though it were never going to end.
"Hey, how's daddy's little girl?"
"Hi dad,"
Sam smiled and hugged him,
"how are you?" "Oh good, really good. And what about you? Do I really need to ask?" He replied.
"I've been alright. Really dad, I have. Bubs hasn't been giving me any trouble. Jack's always.well, almost always been there with me. You don't have to worry about me dad. Really, everything's fine. I'm been looked after," she smiled again as arms wound around her larger than normal waist.
"What ya talkin' about?"
"Oh, you of course," Sam giggled. He pretended to be hurt.
"What'd I do?"
"Nothing Jack, I was just asking Sammie here how she was doing. She does nothing but praise you, don't worry," Jacob said. He smiled.
"Well then that's ok," he replied. "Can I steal you away for a minute?" Sam looked at her dad and he nodded.
"Of course." They walked a little way away from all the people and she looked up.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just making sure you're ok. You are, aren't you?" Jack asked.
"I'm fine Jack, don't worry about me. Really, I'm alright."
"You sure?"
"Yes! Now stop worrying and go away," Sam smiled and kissed him. "Go on."
"Pushy."
"Go."
"Alright, alright," he said as he left back to the people. Sam smiled as he went, and then returned to her father.
"What was all that about then?" Janet asked as Jack came back over to her, Cassy, Daniel and Teal'c.
"Nothing."
"You being a worried husband Jack?"
Daniel comically staggered back and thumped his hand on his chest in a fake shock.
"I don't believe it!"
Cassy whacked his arm.
"Don't be mean,"
she instructed sternly. Teal'c looked at her in quiet surprise.
"Cassy,"
Janet said in that motherly controlled tone. She looked up innocently.
"Yeah?" It was then that Jack made his silent exit from the group and found Sam once again.
"Hey you," she smiled and hugged him.
"Hey."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, why?"
"You seem very quiet, that's all."
"Miracles never cease so they say." They laughed.
"So they say."
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General Hammond came to visit the newly awoken patient and told him of their concern for him while he was unaware of his surroundings. Sam vowed she would help him recover, and that she did. He spent a couple more weeks within the confines of the Infirmary so the doctors could be sure of his health, and then he was released to go back home and rest for a couple more weeks. Sam went with him and moved in. After all, she hadn't given her answer to that question. And although Jack wanted to help her through the last stages of her pregnancy, he was in need of care at the same time - though he wouldn't admit it. Sam was happy to take care of him. She wanted to. She promised herself she would. She wouldn't let anything happen to him again.
Nothing could. Or she would never forgive herself. Never. But looking after him, she found more of a pleasure than a chore. There was no effort in it at all. It was simple. And almost fun. They had more fun than anything else. Spending time together was something they needed, and with the jobs at hand, it was done. Spending all day for two whole weeks together, still wasn't enough time for them, but it helped. Helped them to get to know what one another was feeling all those months before. Helped them to understand one another better in general. And it was something they needed. Their time together was not wasted, and it was enjoyed by both of them.
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"Come out here Sam," Jack called from outside.
"What is it?" Sam asked as she came out to him.
"Nothing. Just, sit down." Puzzled, she looked at him with a bemused expression and did what he said - sitting down on the chair next to him.
"Beautiful sunset isn't it?" She noticed and commented. He nodded.
"Yeah."
"So, how come I have to come out here?" Sam queried a few minutes later.
"Why, don't you want."
"No, it's not that I don't want to, I'm just asking. That's all."
"Ok. Well, yeah, there is a reason." Then there was a silence.
"Well, are you going to tell me what it is?" Sam asked.
"If you marry me, I'll tell you,"
Jack replied as he held out a box containing the ring. Sam gasped as he put it on her finger and looked at her. A smile leapt to her face and she hugged him. Sitting back, she looked at him with wide eyes.
"Well?" And then Sam's mouth raced into gear.
"Oh! Of course! Yes. You knew I'd say yes! I love you so much," they kissed, and Sam continued, "Oh, but when."
"Can be ready next week."
"Really? Oh Jack!" Sam shrieked and hugged him again.
"This is amazing. And this is beautiful. When did you get it?"
"The other day, when I went out," Jack explained.
"But you said.I love you so much!"
# # # # #
Rightly being true to his word, that week all the guests were informed, and the small wedding ceremony held. By saying it was a small wedding was no understatement. General Hammond, Daniel, Teal'c, Janet, Cassandra, Jacob of course and Mark were invited. And that was all. No more, no less. It was all they both wanted. Something simple, yet unforgettable. And it didn't disappoint any of them. It was a happy day. There was nothing but pure joy throughout its entirety.
Sam looked beautiful in her white wedding gown. And it was just the way she had always dreamed her dress would be when she got married. It was perfect. Everything she had ever dreamed her wedding would be like, and more still. Jack had planned it perfectly for her and she loved him all the more for it. They had a countless number of photos taken, and then more still.
The guests enjoyed themselves just as much as Sam and Jack - but them probably more. The music played, they danced happily and the fact that one of them was pregnant and that the other had been in a coma for six months not that long before seemed to cease to exist. Neither of them even took it into recognition. They were both things that they didn't need to think about then. Not on that day. Their wedding day, of all days, was not one to think about all the terrible things that had happened in the past. Although Sam being pregnant was not a terrible thing, the fact that Jack had been in a coma for so long - six months - his life hanging in the balance, was something they didn't need to reminisce with. And they didn't. They all enjoyed the fun and happiness of the day. It felt as though it were never going to end.
"Hey, how's daddy's little girl?"
"Hi dad,"
Sam smiled and hugged him,
"how are you?" "Oh good, really good. And what about you? Do I really need to ask?" He replied.
"I've been alright. Really dad, I have. Bubs hasn't been giving me any trouble. Jack's always.well, almost always been there with me. You don't have to worry about me dad. Really, everything's fine. I'm been looked after," she smiled again as arms wound around her larger than normal waist.
"What ya talkin' about?"
"Oh, you of course," Sam giggled. He pretended to be hurt.
"What'd I do?"
"Nothing Jack, I was just asking Sammie here how she was doing. She does nothing but praise you, don't worry," Jacob said. He smiled.
"Well then that's ok," he replied. "Can I steal you away for a minute?" Sam looked at her dad and he nodded.
"Of course." They walked a little way away from all the people and she looked up.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just making sure you're ok. You are, aren't you?" Jack asked.
"I'm fine Jack, don't worry about me. Really, I'm alright."
"You sure?"
"Yes! Now stop worrying and go away," Sam smiled and kissed him. "Go on."
"Pushy."
"Go."
"Alright, alright," he said as he left back to the people. Sam smiled as he went, and then returned to her father.
"What was all that about then?" Janet asked as Jack came back over to her, Cassy, Daniel and Teal'c.
"Nothing."
"You being a worried husband Jack?"
Daniel comically staggered back and thumped his hand on his chest in a fake shock.
"I don't believe it!"
Cassy whacked his arm.
"Don't be mean,"
she instructed sternly. Teal'c looked at her in quiet surprise.
"Cassy,"
Janet said in that motherly controlled tone. She looked up innocently.
"Yeah?" It was then that Jack made his silent exit from the group and found Sam once again.
"Hey you," she smiled and hugged him.
"Hey."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, why?"
"You seem very quiet, that's all."
"Miracles never cease so they say." They laughed.
"So they say."
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