Well, here it is; more fluff in this, the final chapter in the story of Junior; the long awaited wedding of our favourite couple. As I pointed out previously, I've never written about a wedding before and I don't know how different they are in the US compared to those in the UK, so any mistakes you will have to forgive. This is an AU story, so just think that out there it's the normal way! Don't forget the Epilogue though; that's up next. I do hope you have enjoyed the story, and that this is as good a place as any to finish the saga.

I'd like to thank each and every one of you who reviewed this epic story of mine. It may not be so long to some of you, but to me it is! I've thoroughly enjoyed reading your comments and have been inspired to keep writing because of them. Thank you one and all!

I've actually worn out my keyboard with writing this, and now I will have to put a new one on my Christmas list to Santa! LOL!

Junior

By Lingren.

Previously:-

He squatted down beside the chair and reached out a hand to cup Sam's cheek as he drew her in for a kiss, then with the other hand he held the back of Jon's head, and kissed him on the forehead. Holding them both like this, he couldn't have been more content than he was right then, and just knew they'd be okay.

Chapter 36

"Sam!"

Sam turned away from the long mirror to meet her Dad as he entered the room.

"Wow Sam. You look...beautiful," Jacob sighed, taking a long look at his daughter. She looked radiant, just as a bride should on her wedding day. He stepped across the gap and held both her hands, feeling them flutter with nervousness, and leaned in for a kiss. "Just look at you. Jack won't know what's hit him, that's for sure," he said full of awe. Jack was surely one exceedingly lucky guy to win Sam's affection, but then so was he to be blessed with such a wonderful daughter. Sylvie was a beautiful woman and Sam had inherited her looks. It was such a shame that she hadn't lived long enough to see this. She would have been so proud.

Sam smiled through the gathering tears, touched by her father's words. She dabbed at her eyes with the hankie he'd handed her.

"Is that because you've changed your mind?" he asked with a grin, referring to the tears, but bringing a giggle bubbling forth from inside her.

"No!" she grinned. "That's one thing I haven't done. I want this Dad, more than anything. I love Jack very much. I want to share my life with him."

"That's how it should be Sam. I hope you'll be very happy; at least as happy as your mother and I were."

"We will Dad, I'm sure," Sam assured him. It still saddened her to think of her mother, and how she wished she was here too, but then, if it wasn't for Selmak, her father wouldn't be here either, so she was more than thankful for that.

They were interrupted by the side door opening, and Cassie entered followed by Jon and Elizabeth, all dressed in their respective outfits. Cassie wore a flattering dress in a shade of blue that mimicked the colour of the Air Force uniforms, and showed off her new shapely figure wonderfully now that she was a young woman; and Elizabeth was in a dress of pale blue, while Jon wore miniature USAF dress blues, complete with shirt, tie and insignia.

Cassie couldn't believe her eyes, and almost shrieked with delight. She hugged Sam, careful not to crush the dress, and kissed her cheek, bubbling over with excitement at how lovely she looked and said that 'uncle' Jack's jaw would probably hit the floor when he saw her.

"Is it time yet?" Jon asked, wondering what all the fuss was about.

Sam giggled at his frown. She squatted down as far as she could without ruining her dress, and placed her hand on soon-to-be son's shoulder.

"Not yet sweetie, but it will be soon. Are you okay?"

He tugged at his tie and grimaced, unused to wearing anything so restrictive. After all, they never wore ties on Edora.

"It's too tight!" he complained, bringing a smile to everyone's lips.

"You take after your father alright," Sam giggled, remembering Jack was always complaining about wearing a tie, "you know that? I bet you he's out there now, pulling at his tie too. As soon as we get to the reception, you can take it off," Sam promised.

"Can I ?" Sam nodded, "Okay!" he said brightening up, then added with a smile. "You look pretty Mommy!"

"Why, thank you Junior. You look very smart too." He grinned and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Sam hugged him then stood up, using Jacob's arm to steady herself, she was just too used to wearing boots as opposed to high heels, and she was afraid of tearing the dress.

She plucked up the flowers and handed them to Cassie, then the basket of red rose petals to Elizabeth. She fastened the double red and white carnation buttonhole to Jacob's lapel and stood back to see the effect. Her own bouquet of red and white carnations now firmly gripped in her hands, they ran through what they had to do once more while they waited for the service to begin.

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The chapel was filling up gradually, and Jack kept looking round to see who was arriving. Teal'c was taking his duties as an usher seriously and quelled any attempt on the guests part to deviate from the plan, with a raised eyebrow. Jack snorted with amusement as Teal'c out-glared one formidable looking matron on Sam's side, who sat down with barely concealed umbrage at the way the Jaffa was looking at her.

The Jaffa was sporting a very neat dressing, which very conveniently covered his Goa'uld tattoo. It just looked like he'd been in an accident, but obviously he could still put everyone in their places with that one look.

"You did tell Teal'c not to intimidate the guests didn't you?" he asked of Daniel who was sitting next to him in the front row.

Daniel looked round to see what Jack meant and couldn't help the snigger escape as Teal'c stared down another guest, daring them not to move from their seats.

"Actually, I though you did!" he replied with a grin.

"Then I guess it's too late now!" Jack sighed. Oh well, it'll certainly be a wedding for the guests to remember.

Jack heard a commotion at the back of the chapel and swivelled round to see what was going on. He might have known that it would be the party from the SGC making all the noise. Dixon, Davis, Siler, Reynolds, Mitchell, and several others were all making their own gestures to him from their seats. He snorted in amusement and shook his head, acknowledging their presence with a mock salute.

Jack felt a light tap on his shoulder and looked round to come face to face with his Dad. He smiled when he panned round further to see his Mom; both of them looking so smart in their best outfits.

Melissa leaned forward and kissed him, then had to wipe the lipstick from his cheek with her hankie adding an apology with a chuckle, much to his chagrin. My goodness, she thought, he looked so handsome in his uniform with all those medal ribbons, and his stars that proved he'd made it to the rank of General. They were both so proud of him. Her heart was fit to burst, she was so happy. Her Jonathon was getting married at last, something she never thought would happen, not after Sara. And now he had Jonathon Junior, as well as a new baby on the way too. She couldn't ask for more for him. She wiped a tear away and Jack clasped her hand, telling her it was usually the bride's mother that was supposed to cry not her. She was the one gaining a daughter and a grandson and whatever the baby turned out to be.

He blinked and dropped his head, at the thought of his bride's mom. That was something that was never going to happen. He looked over at the empty pew. Sam's brother and the rest of his family were due to arrive any minute, but there would be a huge gap which Sam was no doubt feeling saddened by. He knew how much she'd wished that her mother could have been here to see her wed.

Melissa noticed the dark cloud creep into Jack's eyes, and followed his gaze, knowing that Sam would have wanted her mother to be here too.

"You'll both do just fine Jonathon," his Mom assured him with a confident smile. He nodded back with a small smile and his father squeezed his shoulder in support.

"Thanks Mom, Dad," he said, then turned back to face the front with a sigh. Yeah they'd be fine. In fact they'd all be fine now, he'd see to that.

Time ticked away slowly, each minute that passed, seemed like an hour, and the tension inside him grew.

Jack fiddled with his hat, buffing the shiny peak with his sleeve. He'd been given permission to get married in his uniform by General Hammond, as per Sam's wishes, even though he was retired now. Daniel smiled as he watched Jack's fingers trace the braiding on his cap.

"Nervous?" he asked, wondering if there was anything that would make Jack nervous. His nerves were usually like steel, but weddings tended to make even the strongest men quake in their boots.

"Wadda you think?" Jack huffed, looking behind him again, then glancing impatiently at his watch for what seemed like the thousandth time in the last few minutes.

"So, the intrepid - 'I've slain a dozen or so gods, and I'm not afraid of anything,' - General Jack O'Neill does get scared after all!" Daniel whispered mockingly with a wide grin.

Jack jerked his head round to glare at his friend.

"I'm not scared!" Jack asserted.

"Yes you are!"

"Am not!"

"Are!"

"Not!"

"Jack...!"

"Daniel!" he warned, wagging a finger at the younger man. He was about to add something when he noticed someone come to stand beside him. He looked up into the face of a beaming General Hammond.

He leapt to his feet to greet the older man.

"George," he beamed. "Glad you could make it sir!"

"I wouldn't miss this for anything Jack. Sit down son before you fall down!" Hammond grinned, placing a hand on Jack's shoulder to push him too easily back into his seat. Hell, if Jack didn't look as nervous as a long tailed kitten in a room full of rocking chairs, his name wasn't George Hammond. After working with the man for seven years he was quite sure Jack's legs were feeling like cooked spaghetti right now.

"I'm fine! Why does everyone think I'm nervous?" Jack asked of no-one in particular.

"Perhaps that's because you look as if you are Jack!" Daniel snorted in reply.

Hammond interrupted before they could get into an argument. He took Jack's hand and shook it in both of his.

"Just wanted to say congratulations Jack. You deserve this. Good luck!"

"Thank you sir. We'll see you at the reception, won't we?"

"Wouldn't miss it Jack, now I think it's time I sat down too," he grinned as he saw the door at the back of the chapel open and Jacob Carter step out, along with his grand-daughter. With a friendly comforting pat on the shoulder for Jack, he returned to his seat just as the music began.

Jack paled and closed his eyes. It was time. He took a deep breath and swallowed convulsively, fortifying himself; then stood to meet his bride.

"You do have the ring, don't you!" he whispered in an aside to his groomsman.

"No! Don't you?" Daniel replied with an innocent look, making Jack glare at him, but he couldn't hide his huge grin which earned him pursed lips and a narrow eyed glare from the groom. He had the feeling that after this was over, Jack would probably kill him for that.

Jack tensed as he watched Sam's niece walking up the aisle, scattering rose petals over the carpet. He caught his Mom out of the corner of his eye wiping her tears away, and his own swelling emotions almost choked him. He thought only women cried at weddings. He blinked away the gathering moisture and gasped softly when he noticed Sam. She was a beautiful woman every day, but today she took his breath away.

Sam walked along demurely, hanging onto a beaming Jacob's arm, as they followed Elizabeth towards the altar where Jack was waiting for her. Her head was up, and she was smiling broadly as she approached, but Jack couldn't see her eyes properly because of the veil she wore. The pale cream dress was stunning, and suited her tall frame, falling gracefully to her feet from her, not so slender any more, waist with yards of creamy lacy train to trail along the floor behind her. Her shoulders and neck were bare, with thin straps to hold the dress in place and with only the thin lace of the veil covering them.

She looked up into his eyes as they met at the altar; their tender smiles matching as he gently took her hand in his, giving the slim fingers a little squeeze.

Cassie looked lovely too. She had grown into a good looking woman and was popular at the college where she now studied. She had been overwhelmed when Sam had announced her engagement to Jack. To say she was delighted was an understatement; she was over the moon, that her two favourite people in the world were getting married. Being that Sam was her legal guardian now, she was ecstatic to have Jack and Sam as her new 'parents' as such.

She'd always felt that she was part of their family anyway. Jack had always been a father figure to her. She took to Jon Junior too, treating him as a younger brother. She was looking after him now, feeling a type of kinship that no-one would understand except for her and Jon. Both of them had lost their Moms on their home worlds and it gave them an affinity which no others could even imagine.

Jack smiled lovingly at Cassie and at Jon, who looked so proud standing there, though Junior wasn't all that enamoured by having to wear a suit and tie.

Jack winked at him and tugged at his own tie, pretending that it was strangling him too and ended up making Junior's smile broader. Jacob coughed discreetly and Daniel nudged him so he turned his attention back to the Air Force chaplain, who gave him a patented indulgent smile. Jack straightened up and the service began.

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Jack's fingers were shaking as they held onto Sam's. He looked into her sparkling azure eyes and repeated his vows to love, honour and cherish his bride. He gently pushed the gold band onto her finger with a big smile, he'd been half afraid that she would get cold feet and turn tail and run, but Sam squeezed his fingers to let him know that she wanted this and he relaxed a little more.

Sam repeated the same words, without taking her eyes away from his. Then the chaplain announced that they were man and wife, amid loud and somewhat raucous cheers from the uniformed section at the rear of the chapel. Jack lifted the veil and grinned, his dark expressive eyes so full of love, locked onto blue ones that sparkled with happy tears. He needed no prompting when the chaplain decreed that he should kiss the bride.

Jack gently wrapped his arms about her and pulled her into a passionate kiss, uncaring of his audience. There was another round of cheers as they broke apart with wide grins. Finally, after nine years, there was no need to hide their relationship; Samantha Carter, scientist, soldier and mother of his unborn child was now his wife.

The vows exchanged, the hymns sung, the prayers said, and the register signed; it was time to make their appearance in the world as Mr. & Mrs. Jonathon O'Neill. Sam was so happy she felt she would burst at the seams; she'd dreamed of this day for sooo long, and now it was a reality.

Taking Jack's arm, she walked with him down the aisle nodding and beaming at everyone they passed on their way to the door. An honour guard stood ready to salute them as they left the chapel. The guests hurried out to throw rice over them, and even as the photographer snapped pictures for their album, there couldn't have been a happier couple...er...'family', in all the galaxy.

The End.

There! I hope you all enjoyed the wedding, please let me know if this is what you were expecting, and if you enjoyed reading about it.

BUT, there's one more part to come tomorrow. The Epilogue is all about the baby and the future, so I hope you'll all read it.