Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1 or any of its characters (unfortunately sigh). I'm just a person who likes to write so the owners have no reason to sue me.

A/N: Yeah, sorry about being a day late. I was a little side tracked yesterday. Anywho, I can for sure say that chapter 10 won't be out for awhile. I've got some collge things to take care of first and formost and then work. But I will try to get it up soon as possilbe. And again, thanks for all that review and silent readers too! You are the people that make me keep on writing. Thanks! Anywho...on to the fic!

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Jack opened his eyes slowly, only to shut them again as he brought his pillow up and over his head. It's morning already?! His alarm clock continued blaring in his ear until he finally stopped it with a resounding smack. He let out a sigh. It felt like he had only put Sam to bed a few minutes ago. It was as if he had just closed his eyes only to have the alarm go off.

He had left Sam to herself in the living room around 11:00 that previous night. He had tried in vain to get her to go to bed but she was focused only on the videos. She had watched their wedding tapes, finished Daniel and Janet's wedding, and was working her way through all of the ones of Katy. He had finally gone out to go check on her at 2:00 only to find her half asleep on the couch. He picked her up and put her in her bedroom, telling her she better be in there in the morning.

Well, better get started.

Jack jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. It was 6:30. He figured that it would only take him a half hour to get ready and maybe another hour to get everything packed into the truck. Yeap, should be on the road at 8:00.

He hopped in the shower only to let out a little yelp as cold water hit him. He quickly adjusted the temperature, muttering to himself about fixing that. A thought hit him and he grinned. He'd been saying that he'd fix that for the last six years. It was Sam that started the nagging, soon replaced by that of Katy in her absence.

He finished up and got dressed quickly. He threw on a pair of faded jeans and a black shirt, grabbing a flannel to put on later. His stomach grumbled. "I agree, buddy. Need food." He made his way into the kitchen and grabbed a few pieces of bread and stuck them in the toaster.

Katy...how was he going to explain to her that her mom had come back from the dead.

Yeah, Katy? This is your mom. No, she's not dead. She was only dead for a little while before the Goa'uld--what? What's a Goa'uld? They're evil snakes that invade your head and want to destroy the universe. Back to the matter at hand, they stuck her in a sarcophagus and brought her back to life...what?! It's possible! How else do you think Uncle Danny is still around?

Jack let out a frustrated sigh. This was going to be hard. But not as hard on me as it will be for the two lovely ladies in my life.

His toast popped up and he stuck them on a plate and headed for the living room. He walked over to his couch and plopped down, a piece of toast in his mouth. He ran over all kinds of scenarios for what could happen in the afternoon. Maybe Katy wouldn't take it so bad and accept Sam right away. Or maybe Sam's memory would come flooding back at the sight of her daughter and everything would be okay, except for explaining the coming back from the dead thing. Worse, Katy would not accept Sam and would run away scared, leaving his wife in despair and thusly ending any chance of getting her memory back. He ran a hand through his hair. This was definitely going to be tough.

He finished his other piece of toast and decided it was time to wake Sam up. It was 7:15. That gave her plenty of time to get ready. Since she didn't have a lot of things to actually call her own, it wouldn't take her that long to get packed either.

He tipped toed down the hallway and gave a small knock on her door. "Sam?"

Jack opened the door and peeked in. He smiled at the sight on the bed. It looked as if Sam had decided to borrow a pair of his sweat pants and a t-shirt for pajamas that night, leaving her borrowed BDUs on the floor. It looked as if she had just tossed them off without a care in the world. She was mostly underneath the blankets, a foot or hand sticking out. Blonde tufts of hair stuck up in a very unflattering fashion, her face buried into the pillow.

"Sam?"

He walked into the room slowly and sat down carefully on the bed. He really didn't feel like getting another smack across the face by startling her again. He tapped her shoulder lightly. "Sam, wake up."

The pulled the blankets tighter against her. Jack let out a sigh. You were never this difficult to get up. But then again...I had other methods of getting you up, he thought with a chuckle.

He started to rub her back lightly. "Sam, honey. Wake up." Still no reply. He stopped rubbing her back as soon as he realized it was only putting her into a deeper sleep. Well, this isn't working. Guess we'll have to go back to the old way of doing things.

"Sam. Come on, Sam. Wake up."
She started to snore quietly. Now I know how Katy felt. He hung his head low at the remembrance of that morning wake up call.

He nudged her again. "Carter, get up."

A small moan.

"Major! Get up! And that's an order!"

Sam snapped awake, sitting up quickly in bed. As soon as she shot up, she let out another groan and plopped back down into the pillows, much to Jack's amusement.

"Late night, Carter?"

She pulled the blankets up over her shoulders, hiding her head underneath her pillow. "Just five more minutes, Sir?" she mumbled.

"Uh ah, Carter. Get up. We head out at 0800."

As a final warning, Jack grabbed hold of the blankets and pulled them off of her sleeping form, grabbing the pillows as well. If looks could kill, the look that he received from the pissed off blonde on the bed would have killed him ten times over. He smiled. "Hey, at least I didn't flip over the mattress."

The car ride to his cabin was full of silence. Most of the time, Sam was either sleeping or staring out the window. She was still a little sore at how her supposed "husband" had treated her this morning. Funny, now I start to think of him as a husband. But, it had felt familiar to her. It was like the good old days on SG1, the only days she really remembered and had fresh in her mind. All of those mornings when he had woken her up for her watches, ordering her up out of bed when she snuggled deeper into her sleeping bag. A grin donned her face.

"What's so amusing?"

His voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "Nothing, Sir. Just thinking."

"Thinking, eh? Care to share?"

She pulled her eyes away from the window and looked at him. "Nope."

She watched as the side of his lips went up in a small smile. "Now your just being difficult, Carter."

"I'm still mad at you," she stated matter-of-factly.

"For what? Taking away your blankets? I could have done a lot worse."

She shifted in her seat so she could face him better. "Oh really? Like what, since your in such a sharing mood this morning, Sir."

Jack chuckled. Her words were getting mocking and dangerous. Much like all of her words whenever they drove up to his cabin in the past, minus the 'Sirs'.

"Well, you know, I don't like to brag but since you insist..." He looked over to see her roll her eyes. "A thought of jumping on the bed did cross my mind, along with dumping you into the tub and turn the shower on cold. Flipping the mattress came next, followed by the more logical taking away of your warm blankets and pillow."

She shook her head and tried to stifle her laughter. "Well, I'm glad you chose the most logical answer, Sir, considering you never take the logical way of doing things."

"Hey!"

Sam couldn't control her laughter any longer. The mock look of hurt on his face was enough to make any Jaffa snort with laughter. Well, maybe not any normal Jaffa, but certainly at least Teal'c.

Jack smiled. "I thought that might get you laughing. Relax, Sam. Everything is going to be alright."
She nodded. "I know. I'm just nervous I guess."

Silence fell between them for the next hour and the radio droned on in the background. "You wanna stop now to get things or later when we get to the cabin?"

She shrugged. "I think later. That way, if things get too weird I can just take a trip into town."

"Alright. We should be there in an hour."

Jack took a second to look at his wife as she yawned and closed her eyes. He really hoped he could keep his promise to her.

Sam's eyes opened up sleepily as the engine shut off. "Are we there already?"

Jack smiled as he reached over to Sam's head and smoothed out her hair. "Yeap. You ready?"

She let out a deep breath and sat in her seat. "I'm as ready as I'm ever going to be."

He took her chin between his fingers and raised her head so she was looking at him. "Hey, no doubting yourself, alright? No matter what happens, I'll be here for you." He leaned in and gave her a small kiss on the forehead. "I'll get out first that way to divert the Squirt's attention," he whispered.

He pulled away from her, not noticing her flushed cheeks. He gave her a smile before he opened up the door. As soon as he stepped out, he could see a little blonde blur heading in his direction. "DAD!"

As soon as Kawalsky had given her the news that her dad was coming up, she insisted on sitting on the porch to wait for him. She had been there all day, waiting impatiently for Jack to get there. Charlie had to practically pull teeth to get her to at least eat lunch. As soon as she was done eating, she went back to her post.

Jack had warned him not to mention the brining of a "friend" to his daughter, considering that he didn't want her to harass Sam the whole time. Charlie was just glad that he didn't have to break the news to Katy about her mom. He really pitied Jack at that very moment when his truck pulled into the driveway.

"DADDY!" Katy hollered as she ran down from the porch. A huge grin adorned her face as her little legs carried her as fast as they could.

Jack kneeled down in front of his truck and opened up his arms, catching her in them as she dived into him. "Hey, Squirt. Sorry I took so long."

"You're late. By a whole two weeks!"

He grimaced. He hated when she kept track of these things. "Well, did you do anything else other than keep track of how many days I was late?"

She nodded quickly. "You betcha! Me and Uncle Charlie went hiking and fishing and we had a campfire and he took me into town and we went out for dinner and then we went fishing some more and--"

Jack clamped a hand down on her mouth. "Not so fast there, Katy. You're going to pass out before you get to tell me anything if you don't take time to at least breath."

A small giggled came from beneath his hand. He released his hand from her mouth and she grinned. "I missed you, Dad."

"I missed you too, Squirt. Come here."

He grabbed hold of her into a tight bear hug and stood up, her legs dangling. Laughter filled the air as he started to spin around with her in his arms.

The car door slamming snapped the two of them from their own little haven. Jack's back was to the car but he knew something was wrong with Katy as soon as she stilled in his arms. "Katy?" He set her down quickly and turned to see that Sam had stepped out of the car. Both his daughter and his wife had wide eyes and curious looks on their faces.

Sam gulped and stepped forward. "Katy..." she tried to say but it came out really shaky.

Katy took a step back, fear taking over her curiosity. "Mommy?"
A/N: I know! I'm soooo evil! Leaving you guys hanging when I know that I can't update for at least a week in a half -evil grin- Sorry but that be the breaks, kids. But I promise, I will try to get it out before then. Who knows, maybe I'll have another one of those writing frenzies and will get another four chapters out in a week. Until next time!