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Daniel drove Sam and the babies home two days later. The trunk of the car was filled with gifts from everyone at the complex, and it took Daniel three trips to bring it all in. They placed the babies in their cribs and got to work sorting through everything. Daniel tried to get Sam to rest, but she declared that she had been lying in bed for a week and a half, and that if she didn't get rid of some of her energy she would burst. So they sorted the toys from the clothes, the diapers from the baby food. "I have enough here for an army of babies!" Sam declared after everything had been put away.
"You know, they still need names." Daniel suggested lightly. They were sitting in the two rocking chairs in the babies' room, both watching the twins sleep.
Sam nodded. She'd been thinking about it since they were born. "Jonathan Murray O'Neill for the first baby." Daniel nodded. Sounded like a good name to him. "And Jacob Daniel O'Neill for his brother."
Daniel looked to be on the brink of tears when she looked at him. "Thank you." He said simply. He didn't have to say anymore, as she knew how deeply touched he felt.
"Thank you, Daniel, for all that you have done for me, and them." She said, nodding her head to the babies. As if they knew they were being talked about, both of them began to wail. Sam and Daniel each jumped to pick up a baby, gently patting his back to soothe him.
After feeding them, Sam laid the babies back in their cribs. Daniel had left the room so she could have some privacy, as she had decided to breast feed them, at least at first. They went immediately back to sleep, so Sam picked up the baby monitor and went to join Daniel in the living room. She smiled at him, thankful that she didn't have to raise these babies alone. Which reminded her, "When are you going to get your stuff?"
Daniel shrugged. "I guess now is as good a time as any. Teal'c said he'd help me, and I know he'd love to come over and see the babies." Daniel stood up from the couch.
"There's plenty of room in the attic for you to keep your furniture, and we can even use some of your stuff." Sam said, looking around the house. Daniel did have some nice paintings.
"Thanks." He said, grabbing his keys. His lease was almost up on his apartment anyway, and it only made sense for him to move into the guest bedroom. Sam needed the help, and he knew he'd be over here more then at his own place. As he drove to Teal'c's to get the Jaffa, and his truck, Daniel thought what role he would play in the babies' lives. He knew they wouldn't consider him a father, he wouldn't want them to. Jack was their dad, and along with Sam, Daniel was going to make sure they knew all about him. He wondered if they'd call him Uncle Daniel, or just Daniel. Whatever, it didn't matter to him. He was just glad to be a part of their lives. He already felt very protective of them, as he did Sam. Somehow he felt the need to protect all three of them. Jack would have done anything for them, and though he was not taking Jack's place, he felt he had to step up to the plate and defend them however needed. Daniel knew the moment they were born that he'd give his life up to save theirs. Sam's too.
Arriving at Teal'c's, after calling on his cellphone, Daniel knocked on his door. Teal'c answered it wearing a black baseball hat on top of his head. "Thanks for helping me Teal'c." Daniel said as they hopped into Teal'c's truck. They'd come back later and get his car.
After two hours of trips back and forth from Daniel's apartment to Sam's house, they were finally done. The three adults, with the babies sleeping in Daniel's and Teal'c's laps, were sitting around the table eating pizza. Teal'c was holding Jonathan, and he kept looking down at the baby as if seeing him for the first time, each time. When Sam told Teal'c that she named the baby after him, he looked truly honored. He declared that he would watch over the baby, and his brother, with his life. "No harm will come to them." Teal'c solemnly promised.