Letting Jack and Sam have a moment, Janet wandered into the waiting room. Giving Daniel a quick kiss Janet turned towards CJ and Jacob, who had been pacing around the room, full of nervous energy.

"Why don't you two go in there and say hello?"

"Finally." CJ exclaimed as he disappeared through the doors, followed closely by Jacob.

Entering the room Jacob reached down to give Sam a hug and to get a closer look at his new grandson. CJ stood by Jack, who was half sitting on Sam's bed with one arm around her shoulders and the other around CJ's waist.

"He looks like you mom." CJ stated.

"CJ's right he does look like you." Jacob agreed. "Have you picked a name yet?"

"Trey Kennith O'Neill." Sam answered.

"I would like to offer my congratulations." Selmak spoke up for the first time that day. "It is nice to have another grandchild...so to speak."

"Thank you Selmak."

A man known to most as Mr. X (A/N: Yeah I know so a clichéd name) sat in a small dark cabin thinking about how much he hated one Colonel Jack O'Neill. It had taken years of hard work and sacrifice to build up the program, then came in O'Neill and in a matter of months everything was ruined. And it was all because of O'Neill that Mr. X was on the run being forced to live like an outcast.

But no longer, O'Neill would soon know who the better man was. At that very moment events were being put into effect to show O'Neill what happens when you mess with the wrong people. O'Neill would pay for his betrayal.

"We should go out." Jack suggested to Sam one night. "It's been a month since Trey was born. We should take the kids and go do something as a family."

"You're right Jack, we should." Sam agreed. "So what are we going to do?"

"Hey no fair trying to ruin the surprise."

"Fine be that way." Sam pouted; Jack loved it when she pouted.

Jack had the whole day pretty well planned out. The next morning the family went out to a nice breakfast. Afterwards they had spent the rest of the day at the local fair in town. Everyone had, had a fun day. At the end of the day the four took a stroll through the park near by their house.

'Finally.' A lone figure thought to himself as he silently took up position near a water fountain. He'd been given orders to eliminate O'Neill at any cost. All day he'd been following O'Neill waiting for the chance to finish him off, but it seemed no matter where he went there were too many people around, until now.

Following the family to the park the would be assassin put the silencer on his gun and prepared to fire as soon as the opportunity presented it's self. Taking aim the figure began to pull the trigger, when a stray dog came out of nowhere and startled him, causing him to pull the trigger to soon.

Quickly getting rid of the dog the figure looked towards his target to see that he'd missed and hit the wife instead. With too many starting to gather around the figure had no choice but to retreat and hope he could get another chance at O'Neill later.

Times like these were what made Jack really think about his life and the things his career had cost him over the years. Sure he loved his job, but thee was only so much he could sacrifice before it became too much.

One minute he'd been enjoying a prefect day with his family and then the next thing he knew Sam had been shot and his world had come crashing down around him. When that bullet had hit Sam in the chest Jack's worst nightmare started.

Jack thought his heart would break earlier when Sam had briefly regained consciousness, gasping for air, looking so frightened. The bullet had hit her at an angle that caused it to pass through her left lung and partially embedded it's self in her aorta. Janet had been in surgery for a few hours trying to save Sam's life and even though Sam was stable for the moment, there was still a good chance she might not make it.

Now Jack sat silently by Sam's side, waiting for her to wake up, for every thing to be ok again. Watching as she laid in the infirmary bed quiet and unmoving Jack decided that he preferred it when Sam was awake, that way at least he knew she was fighting. Unconscious, with skin too pale, it seemed too much like she'd given up, stopped fighting. How many times had they done this? Jack wondered, one holding vigil over the other.

Jack was the only one waiting by Sam's side; the others were in the waiting room. The others understood Jack's need to be alone with Sam and left him in peace. They shared his vigil, but they couldn't share his pain and anguish. Of course they all loved Sam, but they weren't in love with her like he was.

Cassie had fallen asleep with her head resting on Teal'c's shoulder as he did his kel-nor-reming. Jack couldn't believe Cassie was in college already, it seemed like it was just yesterday that she was the small frightened little girl SG-1 had rescued. Daniel was gently rocking Ryan to sleep and trying to comfort Janet, whenever she got a free minute to actually sit down.

General Hammond had been in and out numerous times checking on Sam's condition. Jacob was pacing around the room attempting to calm Trey down, Trey may only have been a month old be definitely knew something was wrong. The only people not there were Shayla and CJ. For some reason Jack was being very adamant that CJ not be allowed into see Sam.

It drove CJ nuts, all he wanted to do was see his mother, but wasn't allowed to. All of CJ's pacing, nervous fidgeting, and worried rambling had finally gotten to be too much for Shayla to the point that she physically forced him to go top side with her for a quick run.

It had been two days and Sam still hadn't woken up. Jack sat watching and studying Sam's silent face and emotionless features. He wasn't sure exactly how long he'd been sitting there he'd lost all feeling in his limbs long ago, hell he'd lost all feeling of any kind when that bullet had hit Sam. The only thing he was completely aware of was her hand that he held in his, making sure it was still warm and her pulse still beat in her wrist.

"Come on Sam, please open those beautiful baby blue eyes of yours for me. You need to wake up, I need you to be here, the boys need you to be here. I can't do this with out you. If you leave me alone to take care of them I know I'm going to screw it up again.

I am so sorry this had to happen to you. You don't deserve this. Why was I so stupid? I knew certain people were going to be pissed after that last mission I pulled, but I never once stopped to think after me or my family.

Hammond says they caught the guy who shot you and are using him to find the guy behind this. Turns out he was supposed to kill me, but he missed... damn it Sam I need you to wake up so I can tell you how sorry I am. You need to wake up, because with out you I can't go on and I can't risk the boy getting hurt because of me. Com on please you have to be ok." Jack was rambling and he knew it, but couldn't stop himself if he wanted to.

Jack felt like he'd cried, prayed and begged to whatever snakeless god there was, more in the last forty-eight hours than he had in his whole life. Sitting in the same place unmoving for two days finally started to take its toll on Jack, who nodded off. The next thing Jack knew, he was being jolted awake by an annoying beeping sound and the pushed out of the way as medical personal crowded around Sam's bed.

After two days the people in the waiting room were still waiting on word about Sam. Janet tried to keep them up dated but there wasn't really much for her to tell them except to wait and see.

The group had quickly fallen into a routine. At any given time there was at least two people pacing, one person dozing, two people looking after the babies, and some one making coffee and food runs.

When the alarm had gone off and Janet was paged to the infirmary the tension in the room increased. There was only one patient in the infirmary at the moment and they all knew that.

"Colonel...Jack, please just stand back and let us do our job." Janet pushed Jack towards the door. Too numb and shocked by what was happening Jack didn't argue.

Seeing his dad come out of the infirmary CJ was quickly at his side. "Dad?" Jack didn't answer just kept staring through the window on the door. "Dad please talk to me. Tell me what's going on. Is mom ok? Damn it fine if you won't tell me, then I'll find out or myself."

"CJ!" Jacob had been right behind his grandson when Jack came into the room. Now he was trying to restrain CJ. "Carter!" That got CJ's attention. "Calm down. Janet will let us know as soon as she gets a chance. You just have to be patient."

Knowing his grandpa wasn't going to let him go CJ stopped struggling. It was then that everybody noticed Janet standing in the doorway, teary eyed.

"Janet?" Daniel quickly got up and went over to his wife.

Ignoring the comfort Daniel was offering Janet turned towards Jack, CJ, and Jacob. Both Jack and Jacob already knew what Janet was about to tell them, they could feel it in their hearts. CJ however wasn't ready to except it.

"No!" CJ pushed out of Jacob's grip and ran past Janet into the infirmary.

Walking over to his mother's bed CJ could see that the machines that had been helping to keep his mother alive had been disconnected and she looked so pale. He couldn't believe she was really gone.