Oh how it was morning, judging by the crack of light seeping through the roof of the cave directly into his face.

Focusing more he noticed he was lying on the cold and damp cave floor alone.

"Carter" he said sleepily

He heard a moan coming from behind him, instantly kicking into his solider instinct he rolled over and scanned the area. Sam stood further inside the cave in a semi squatting position wearing his jacket.

Looking down at the blankets from the previous night there was no sign of blood, there should have been he didn't imagine it, since they were still in the cave help couldn't have arrived.

He moved over to her with caution.

"Carter" he said softly

Now he couldn't be sure but she looked like she was in the early stages of labour, which was almost impossible given the events of the previous night he had expect to wake and have to deliver her child stillborn if she survived the night herself.

"Sir I think Alex is making plans"

"Sam I, I'm sorry"

"Don't be Sir, it had to happen sooner or later"

"I know how much you had gotten use to the idea"

"Yeah, well it's going to be real soon enough" she said a hand coming up to rest on her stomach as she inhaled

Dropping his guard for a minute he moved to her side to help unintentionally allowing a hand rest on her stomach.

He never expected what happened next.

Something definitely moved as much as he hoped, he also new it was basically impossible and without a moment of hesitation he pulled out his gun on her.

"Alright who are you?" he asked firmly clearly putting some distance between them"

"Sir" she answered puzzled by his actions but also knowing by his face that whatever he was going to do or what he wanted from her he was deadly serious about.

"I am Major Samantha..Carter of the United States Airforce"

"Let's try who you really are huh"

"It's the truth"

"And what about that" he said pointing the gun lower down her body

Sam closed her eyes and swallowed hard while continuing to speak "that Sir is my baby which I have carried for over seven months and with all due respect you know all about it"

"How can I know that?"

"Sir you believe it more than I do"

"No I did"

"What's different?"

"The difference is you shouldn't be here"

"So you keep telling me"

"At least not with that, not after last night"

"What do you mean?"

"You were loosing a lot of blood""

"Sir" she was obviously disturbed "I feel fine Sir, asides from some strange markings I've never felt better"

"What so no fever.?"

"No"

"What markings?" he asked

She hesitated slightly till he started to lower his weapon from her, then keeping her eyes fixed on him she slowly lifted the jacket she wore over her swollen stomach.

What Jack saw after that he couldn't believe, she did indeed have strange markings on her, to make things worse it was a language, alien at that but he could read it.