There was a military funeral three weeks later, and General Jacob Carter was buried in a military graveyard. It was the hardest thing for Sam to get up there and speak about her father in front of the crowd that was gathered to honor her father. It was also very hard for her not to get up and say something about Selmak, who was also being buried.
When SG-1 went to gather at Sam and Jack's on base living quarters after the funeral, the sounds of Thora and Johnny playing was the only thing heard. The twins were playing on the floor, with the adults watching their every movement, all wishing they could be that innocent again.
"I remember the way Dad looked when I told him that I wanted to marry you," Jack said, sadly smiling at the memory. "He looked at me as if I had just grown a second head for a minute, before enveloping me in a bear hug. Dad started laughing and put me down before he told me that he had waited years to hear me say those words to him."
Sam looked up at her husband in time to see a single tear run down his face. Her heart swelled with love for this man before her. He had come through so much, as she had, but for him that single tear spoke volumes to those who knew him. For just a moment, while remembering Jacob Carter and Selmak, the tough warrior façade of Jack O'Neill was stripped away.
She grasped his hand and squeezed it gently, "Dad always guessed that there was something between us," she whispered. "He just had the sense not to say anything about it."
"Mommy, Daddy!" Johnny said proudly. The four friends looked at him again.
"What is it Johnny-boy?" Sam asked, using the nickname that Sophia had given him on Tri.
The little boy looked up at his mother fondly – that is if a 'two-year-old' can look upon anything fondly. "No be sad. Grandpa is still in thoughts. He never die."
Daniel and Jack looked strangely at the brown haired, brown-eyed boy. They didn't even know that he understood that Grandpa and Selmak had died. Sam picked up her son and hugged him close to her body.
"Thank you Johnny. But Grandpa is dead. We can't see him ever again, but his legacy will live on," Sam said as her son kissed her cheek.
"Daddy!" Thora called from her viewpoint on the floor. Jack looked at her, wondering what she had to say, if it would be as deep as Johnny's words.
"What is it Thora?"
"Me want up!" The child cried gleefully. She was tired of being left out of the attention. When Jack bent down to pick his little girl up, Thora started giggling uncontrollably.
"Johnny stop!" She cried through fits of laughter. Her brother took on a look of innocence as their father looked at him.
"It wasn't me, silly!" Her brother said after his sister stopped laughing. "It was the new baby in Mommy's tummy."
This declaration caused everyone to look from both children to Sam. "Nooo," Thora argued, "The new baby can't do that yet. It was you."
Jack was dumbfounded – again, so it was Daniel who asked the question that was on everyone's mind, "Thora, Johnny, how do you know that Mommy is going to have another baby?"
It was Thora who answered, while playing with the pins on her father's uniform. "It's another thing that Auntie Athena gave us."
"We could tell that there were now two people in Mommy's body, and the second person is in her stomach," Johnny finished.
Sam looked up from her son to find that all three of the men present were staring at her. "Well," she began, "I found out yesterday. But I didn't tell them and they weren't there when I took the test."
Jack looked around at his family; it had started with three others. Teal'c, Daniel and Sam had taught him that it's okay to move on after a death, they taught him to love again. Then he had added Jacob and Selmak, additions made when he married Sam. Next had come the twins, proving to him that he could be a good father. And now his family was growing again, with Sam pregnant they needed to prepare for another live to come into theirs.
"What are we going to name it?" he asked happily.
Sam smiled, glad that for at least the moment they could be brought out of their grief. "Well, if it's a girl, I was thinking about either Jolinar, Sha're, or Chloe." She dared a look at Daniel and found a look of honor and pride on his face that she knew the reason to.
"And if it's a boy?" the archeologist asked quietly.
Jack smiled, he knew there was only one fitting name for a boy, "Daniel Teal'c O'Neill would be the most appropriate name for another son." Sam nodded; she had been thinking the exact same thing.