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Previously on Stargate SG-1...

On the way towards the cabin, Sam's cell rang.

"Hello?"

Sam hung up ten minutes later, "Janet, Daniel, Teal'c and the General will be coming to visit us next Wednesday," she said trying to sound casual.

"Why?"

"Because- LOOK OUT!"

Bright lights came towards them and a sickening crunch was heard.

And now... the continuation!


Sam gripped the armrests of the car as they swerved out of the way of the incoming car. Jack braked to a stop as the car continued his mad dash down the road. The crunch had been the car plowing through branches and other debris.

"Carter? Sam? Answer me woman!"

Her hands trembled. "We almost died," she whispered.

"Carter, you're in shock-"

She wrapped her arms around herself.

"I... there's uh..." He stopped. "We're a few hours from my cabin. You gonna be ok?"

She nodded numbly. "Yes."

12:09

It was dark and cool when Jack pulled up. Carter was still in shock.

"We're here," he said shaking her awake.

Her eyes flew open. "This is the place you threatened to bring me for so long?" She joked shakily getting out.

"Yep."

She looked around. "Can I get some coffee?"

He pulled her inside and into the kitchen. A few minutes later, she was deposited on the couch with plenty of coffee and blankets.

"Thank you Jack," she whispered.

"You're welcome."

"I don't know why-"

"Hormones."

She sipped her coffee thoughtfully. "Did Sarah lie to you?"

He blinked at the abrupt change of subject. "Uhh... yeah, I guess."

"Why?"

He shrugged. "The first two years of Charlie's life, I wasn't really there- Black Ops and all that so I suppose Sarah didn't want to go through another pregnancy 'alone'."

"Oh"

He watched her shiver and tucked another blanket around her.

"I'm tired."

"Long day" he said dryly.

"Let's go to bed."

"Carter-"

She smiled beguiling "Jack... never refuse an offer like this."

He grinned, "Yes ma'am."


Daniel groaned as the phone rang. The one time he went home, the phone rang. He mumbled an Egyptian curse word then answered it.

"Daniel Jackson."

"Danny... is that anyway to greet an old friend?"

"Jack," he greeted without any enthusiasm, "what do you want?"

Jack laughed. "You guys panic when we weren't there?"

"When SAM wasn't there, you have a life" he said with a loud yawn.

"Oh stuff it. It's like... seven."

Daniel rolled his eyes.

"Are you rolling your eyes?"

"No!"

"Daniel, you gotta work on that lying thing."

He scowled at the phone. "What do you want?"

"Just saying hi."

"Hi. Now..."

"Sam said you guys were coming for visit?"

Daniel fumbled around for his glasses. "Yeah."

"Why?"

"She didn't tell you?" He asked curiously, finally locating them and putting them on.

"We kinda got into an accident."

"WHAT? Are you all right? Is Sam all right? The babies?"

"We're all fine. Sam was in shock for a bit but-"

"She's ok?"

"Yes Daniel."

Daniel sighed with relief. "Good, umm, we were thinking about an engagement party, nothing fancy, just us, the General, her dad."

"Jacob's coming?"

"Jack, he already said yes."

"But... I only have two spare rooms."

"So?"

"Janet, you and Teal'c, Jacob and the General. I get the couch..."

"So what's the problem?"

"Sam and I can't FIT on the couch."

"Jack!"

"I'm joking... Wait, Dorothy's awakening, I'll talk to you later."

"Ok, take care."

Jack laughed, "Get some more sleep."

"Will do."

Jack hung up and Daniel promptly fell back asleep.


Sam wandered into the living room to see her fiancée watching the Simpson's. "Hey."

His head snapped around. "Hi!" He said turning off the TV. "Hungry?"

"Starved."

"What will it be?"

"Bacon."

"Bacon and?"

"Just bacon" she said serenely.

"Ok... juice?"

"Yes."

"Bacon and Juice comin' up."

She followed him into the kitchen. "Jack..." She began softly.

He didn't hear her, so he continued pulling stuff out.

"Jack?"

"Hmm?"

"I want to ask you something."

"Ok."

Carter sighed, "What are we naming the other one?"

"What other one?" He asked absently.

"OUR OTHER CHILD!"

"Oh. I like Homer."

"Over my dead body."

Jack looked at her astonished. "I was joking."

"Oh."

"Eric?" She suggested.

"No."

"Miles?"

She shook her head.

"Kevin?" He tried.

"No." she said emphatically.

"Jacob?"

"Why are you so sure it's going to be a boy?" She asked curiously swirling her juice around.

"I just have a feeling."

"Oh so that's it. You really don't want GIRL children, you want BOY kids, well, you know WHAT? I-"

"CARTER!"

She automatically looked up, "What?"

"Calm down! I do want girl children, heck I don't care what kind of kids we have!"

She pushed her stool back and stormed into the bedroom. "What did I say?" He asked as the door slammed closed.

Silence greeted him.


Carter was lying on the bed, positive that she would never speak to that man again. Nope. It was over between her and-

"Carter, your bacon."

She looked over at him. On the tray was a pile of bacon and lots of orange juice. She grinned.

"Forgiven?" He asked.

She nodded and reached for the crispy pieces.

"Will Sara be attending out wedding?" She asked.

"No. I don't see why."

"Do you have any living family?"

"A grandfather. We don't speak"

"So no one from your side?"

He shook his head and sat next to her on the bed, her orange juice sliding towards him. He caught it and handed it to her.

"You?"

"I guess Mark, his family and Dad" she said rather forlornly "Mom and Dad were both only kids as were their parents. No other relatives in this world."

"We don't have a very big guest list" he commented.

"Is that bad?"

"No" he said instantly. The last thing he wanted was another fight.

She twisted around to look him in the eye. "Can I go fishing today?"

"Sure!"

"But... tell me the truth."

He looked into her eyes. "I will," he promised.

"Is there any fish in your lake?"

His laughter rang throughout the whole cabin.


Aligewe: Some questions answered!

All right, hoped you liked it, more of a shippy chapter for my sake (I love writing shippy chapters)

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