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Everything was going fine. The mission was simple. Nothing hard about it. Nothing strenuous. Sam could have come and not been tired by the end of it - that's how almost boring it was. Jack was walking aimlessly ahead of the group thinking about anything but the task at hand. He - of course - was thinking of nothing but Sam and the babies, and how he couldn't possibly miss anything. The thought of how this mission could possibly take three days crossed his mind more than once, but mostly he thought of his wife and unborn children. What would they look like? Which one of them? Would there be one girl and one boy? Both boys? Both girls? So many thoughts crowded his mind that his feet just walked at his normal walking speed, his eyes didn't bother to look where he was walking, just straight ahead, and his ears didn't hear any voices. Not even the ones of his current team-mates telling him - yelling - that he was about to walk right into a hole in the ground. But once he heard the voices it was too late. As he walked, his feet fell from beneath him and into a deep hole in the ground.
"Shit!" he cursed. "And no one found it in them to tell me about this because.?"
"We were yelling at you sir, you uhh.you didn't hear."
"Well get me out!"
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While back at the SGC there was relative calm - before the storm could be added subtly - it wasn't to remain so for long. Sam paced Daniel's quarters in thought of her husband and he could feel his eyes beginning to lose focus as he watched her walk back and forward.
"Sam! Stop it! You're making me dizzy. He'll be back tomorrow, stop worrying so much!" he exclaimed. She stopped and looked at him - unimpressed.
"Daniel." then she stopped. He thought she was kidding.
"Yes, that's my name," he said sarcastically with a roll of his eyes - giving away the obvious fact he too had spent too much time around the sarcasm of their friend. Sam didn't speak as her expression changed and Daniel still assumed she was joking. "What?!" he snapped egoistically.
"Daniel.I.I think the baby's coming," Sam said calmly.
"Oh! Oh, umm.well.what do you want to do?" he asked stupidly.
"Go to the Infirmary maybe?" she suggested with a hint of the same sarcasm Daniel had used not so long before.
"Yeah! The Infirmary.of course. Let's go then." Sam watched him go and started to count.
"One.two.three." Then he ran back into the room and took her arm.
"Well, come on!" Sam giggled and went with him slowly.
Set up in a bed but a few minutes later, Sam was in panic mode.
"Where's Jack? I need him here, get him here. Someone get my husband here!"
"Don't worry Sam, he'll be here. Teal'c gone to get him now. He'll be here, trust me."
"I've trusted you before Daniel.I don't think I need to remind you where that landed me."
"Umm.would I be terrible if I asked you to remind me?" he asked, innocent expression perfected.
"I lost poker! And you made me lose chess that time. "Trust me, you want to move your king there, I can't get it there," so what do I do? I trust you of course, and what do you do? Cheat! You beat me! I knew I shouldn't have moved it there,"
Sam exclaimed, indignant to the worthiness of his word. He frowned as he remembered how good Sam's memory was, especially to such trivial things as winning or losing a chess game due to one piece of advice he gave. At the time of him giving the advice he believed it would be to Sam's advantage, but unfortunately he neglected to see one distinct move for himself to perform the task of winning the game. And in that one instant of him winning, Sam's memory locked in the detail that allowed her to remember that after him giving her advice on where to move, he proceeded to win the game. This was something she was prone to doing in the event of someone proving her wrong or her proving herself right.
"Ok, yeah.so you did lose, but I really didn't see that move that made me win. I didn't."
"Yeah right Daniel."
"It's true! I didn't see it when I told you."
"So you're saying that if you had of seen it you wouldn't have told me to move there and let you win anyway?" Sam asked - eyebrow raised in a very Jack-like way. Daniel curved his mouth up in the left corner and squinted his eyes in that expression that begs forgiveness without speaking.
"Knew it! See! Oh Janet!" she called suddenly.
"What is it?" Fraiser asked as she came over to Sam's bedside.
"I can feel things.happening."
"Ok, well just stay calm, but it looks like you're going into labour."
"No, I can't! Not without Jack here! Where is he Daniel? Teal'c left ages ago!"
"Just be patient Sam, I'm sure he'll be here as soon as he can."
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Everything was going fine. The mission was simple. Nothing hard about it. Nothing strenuous. Sam could have come and not been tired by the end of it - that's how almost boring it was. Jack was walking aimlessly ahead of the group thinking about anything but the task at hand. He - of course - was thinking of nothing but Sam and the babies, and how he couldn't possibly miss anything. The thought of how this mission could possibly take three days crossed his mind more than once, but mostly he thought of his wife and unborn children. What would they look like? Which one of them? Would there be one girl and one boy? Both boys? Both girls? So many thoughts crowded his mind that his feet just walked at his normal walking speed, his eyes didn't bother to look where he was walking, just straight ahead, and his ears didn't hear any voices. Not even the ones of his current team-mates telling him - yelling - that he was about to walk right into a hole in the ground. But once he heard the voices it was too late. As he walked, his feet fell from beneath him and into a deep hole in the ground.
"Shit!" he cursed. "And no one found it in them to tell me about this because.?"
"We were yelling at you sir, you uhh.you didn't hear."
"Well get me out!"
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While back at the SGC there was relative calm - before the storm could be added subtly - it wasn't to remain so for long. Sam paced Daniel's quarters in thought of her husband and he could feel his eyes beginning to lose focus as he watched her walk back and forward.
"Sam! Stop it! You're making me dizzy. He'll be back tomorrow, stop worrying so much!" he exclaimed. She stopped and looked at him - unimpressed.
"Daniel." then she stopped. He thought she was kidding.
"Yes, that's my name," he said sarcastically with a roll of his eyes - giving away the obvious fact he too had spent too much time around the sarcasm of their friend. Sam didn't speak as her expression changed and Daniel still assumed she was joking. "What?!" he snapped egoistically.
"Daniel.I.I think the baby's coming," Sam said calmly.
"Oh! Oh, umm.well.what do you want to do?" he asked stupidly.
"Go to the Infirmary maybe?" she suggested with a hint of the same sarcasm Daniel had used not so long before.
"Yeah! The Infirmary.of course. Let's go then." Sam watched him go and started to count.
"One.two.three." Then he ran back into the room and took her arm.
"Well, come on!" Sam giggled and went with him slowly.
Set up in a bed but a few minutes later, Sam was in panic mode.
"Where's Jack? I need him here, get him here. Someone get my husband here!"
"Don't worry Sam, he'll be here. Teal'c gone to get him now. He'll be here, trust me."
"I've trusted you before Daniel.I don't think I need to remind you where that landed me."
"Umm.would I be terrible if I asked you to remind me?" he asked, innocent expression perfected.
"I lost poker! And you made me lose chess that time. "Trust me, you want to move your king there, I can't get it there," so what do I do? I trust you of course, and what do you do? Cheat! You beat me! I knew I shouldn't have moved it there,"
Sam exclaimed, indignant to the worthiness of his word. He frowned as he remembered how good Sam's memory was, especially to such trivial things as winning or losing a chess game due to one piece of advice he gave. At the time of him giving the advice he believed it would be to Sam's advantage, but unfortunately he neglected to see one distinct move for himself to perform the task of winning the game. And in that one instant of him winning, Sam's memory locked in the detail that allowed her to remember that after him giving her advice on where to move, he proceeded to win the game. This was something she was prone to doing in the event of someone proving her wrong or her proving herself right.
"Ok, yeah.so you did lose, but I really didn't see that move that made me win. I didn't."
"Yeah right Daniel."
"It's true! I didn't see it when I told you."
"So you're saying that if you had of seen it you wouldn't have told me to move there and let you win anyway?" Sam asked - eyebrow raised in a very Jack-like way. Daniel curved his mouth up in the left corner and squinted his eyes in that expression that begs forgiveness without speaking.
"Knew it! See! Oh Janet!" she called suddenly.
"What is it?" Fraiser asked as she came over to Sam's bedside.
"I can feel things.happening."
"Ok, well just stay calm, but it looks like you're going into labour."
"No, I can't! Not without Jack here! Where is he Daniel? Teal'c left ages ago!"
"Just be patient Sam, I'm sure he'll be here as soon as he can."
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