A/N: I'm soo sorry it's taken me so long to update! I had total writer's block with this story for about two weeks and I'm posting as soon as I'm able. Hope you like it and thanks for the reviews!


Mac took a deep breath, "Well it all really started when we were fifteen…"

Flashback:

"Come on, Angus!" Jack called as he waited for his brother at the stop sign, on their way home from school. "Dad's coming home today. Hurry up!"

The other boy ran towards his brother, "I'm hurrying, Jack! Man, he's not supposed to be home for another two hours!"

The two boys raced the last block to their house and slowed when they got near – in the drive way was a black, military issue SUV. Jack was the first one to spot the two men standing on their porch in Air Force class A's.

Both boys knew what their presence meant.

End Flashback.

Sam looked at Jack saying: "Why didn't you tell me that's what happened?"

Jack looked at her, "Because it wasn't necessary for you to know. That wasn't our real father."

"What?" Sam was now one step beyond shock. "But he was the reason you joined the military?"

Jack nodded, "Yeah, but when O'Neill went over seas the first time, our mom had an affair with the neighbor. We weren't told that until right before Mom died, two weeks after Dad."

Sam then looked at Mac curiously, "I thought you said your name was MacGyver?"

He nodded, "When I was eighteen I got my name changed to our biological father's last name – MacGyver. My name is technically Angus O'Neill-MacGyver, but as I said before, people just call me Mac."

Sam nodded before asking, "Okay, so what was this thing about you being dead?"

"Well, I worked for the Phoenix Foundation for about ten years and took down some pretty big guys involved in terrorist cells around the world. Needless to say, a price was put on my head. When Jack and I were in Kuwait fifteen years ago, visiting a friend, one of the cells got me. They told Jack I was dead, thinking that would stop him from trying to take out any more of the ringleaders – in response to this news he joined the Special Forces. They let me go about five years later, about the same time Jack lost Charlie." Mac saw his brother wince at the mention of his first son, and stopped talking.

Sam nodded, as Elise came back out from the nursery. She looked at Sam, Jack and Mac and said to all three, "Jake's asleep. I better get going before Danny-boy gets home and wonders where I am."

Sam looked at her, "Did he go out with 13?"

Elise shook her head, "No, it was 11. They were supposed to have arrived an hour ago. He should be heading home soon."

Jack grinned, "You're such a good influence on our Space monkey. Most of the time he just sleeps on base."

Elise gave her stepfather a look, "If he did that, he'd be dealing with an angry Carter. Why would he want to even risk it?"

"Good point. Hey, Eli?"

"Yeah, Dad?"

"Talk to him."

"I will."


A/N: Dun dun dun! Only one chapter left! Sorry it's so short, but this needed to be seperated. Review please!