Chapter 9- Apologies
Jack practically sprinted to Sam's room, hoping she hadn't decided to break off. Luckily, her door was opened, and he entered.
"Sam?"
Her back was to the door, "What do you want?"
"Sam, I'm sorry about what I said to you. I was just thinking…"
"What, Jack?"
He sat down next to her, keeping his distance from a very angry, very pregnant Sam.
"About, Charlie, Sam. I thought about what happened and..."
"You're afraid, aren't you?"
"Afraid? Me? No."
"Jack, it's ok to be afraid sometimes. Why didn't you just tell me?"
"Sam, do you really think that I'd admit that with everyone around?"
She smiled, "No, I guess not."
"Sam, I really am sorry for what I said to you, I know what I said was wrong, and I'm sorry for not talking to you-"
She put her finger to his lips, "And I forgive you, Jack." She removed her finger, giving a kiss he wasn't sure he deserved.
Meanwhile, in one of the science labs, Gina was running some tests on the 'purple clumps of dirt'. She had only done some preliminary tests, to make sure they weren't dangerous, plus she wanted to be alone. How Daniel explained it, he only gets like that if someone's life is in danger, and he'll be on the warpath if Major Carter's life is in danger, and it started long before they got engaged. Everyone says they've been in love since they met. I say they've got way too much time on their hands, for a planetary defense base or otherwise. Everyone, myself and General Hammond excluded takes part in the SGC's 'Gossip ring'. I could really care less about who's dating who. But I guess with such a big job to do, it's the only thing that keeps you sane. Just then Teal'c entered, interrupting her train of thought.
"Lieutenant Nichols, do you require assistance?"
"No, Teal'c, I'm fine."
"You are upset with what has transpired between you and Colonel O'Neill, are you not?"
"Yes, I guess I am. But I can't do anything about it if it's nothing, now can I?"
He raised an eyebrow, "You are more like Colonel O'Neill than you would like to believe."
She smiled, "Well, the Colonel was wrong about one thing- You do know how to tell a joke."
"According to Major Casselman, he is wrong about many things."
"With respect for Major Casselman, he doesn't know a peanut from a Goa'uld."
He merely raised an eyebrow, "It is good to see you well again Lieutenant Nichols." And he left.
Jack was walking down the halls of the SGC, taking a walk, getting some time to think about what had just happened. Sam had forgiven him, and he was glad, she wasn't the type of woman who holds grudges. But he remembered everything he said to her, and the words stung like someone had said them to him.
This was turning out to be the worst day ever. The only thing that made it seem like the second worst day ever is knowing Sam had forgiven him.
Yeah. And she could fix anything, from a broken reactor, to a broken heart.
She could fix a shot day just by being there. She could mend a broken spirit by holding your hand, she could kiss away all your fears…
And she helped him get the courage to have a child again, after Charlie died.
She was everything to him, everything and more.
And she knew it, as soon as they laid eyes on each other, it was love. They could all see the sparks in their eyes as soon as she walked in the briefing room. Suddenly he felt the sudden urge to go back to Sam's room. Like something important was going to happen, like… Sam giving birth! God only knows if this was true, but he ran back in a panic, and as his panic turned to anxiety as he saw a very pregnant Sam was on her bed, taking in deep breaths.
"Sam, honey, what's wrong?"
"I'm having… contractions… I need… Water."
"I'll get it, honey." He ran into the bathroom, grabbing a glass by the bathroom sink, filling it with water. He made his way towards the bed, "When did Janet say to go? I am so glad we're on base."
"Me too, she said to leave when they're 8 minutes apart."
"And now they're…"
"I'm not sure, they just started."
"I'm gonna call Janet, just in case, you know…"
She nodded, "Go."
He got on the phone, "This is O'Neill, get me Fraiser, now."
Janet picked up the phone, "Fraiser."
"Doc, it's Jack."
"What's up, Colonel?"
"Contractions, Doc. Sam's having contractions."
"Well, you seem a bit exasperated for an experienced father, Colonel."
"I'm fine, and please, I'm not a Colonel, just plain old Jack O'Neill."
"Sorry, Jack. I'm so used to calling you that… How far apart are they?"
"I dunno, they just started."
"Ok, when they reach 8 minutes, get to the infirmary ASAP."
"Ok. Thanks doc."
He hung up the phone, letting his head fall back, hitting the wall.
"Ow."