A/N: Okay, so here's the last part, i hope you enjoy it!

Epilogues

Part I

Sam ran through the front door as fast as her body would allow.

"Jack! Jack, where are you?" she shouted. Not hearing an answer, she quickly panicked. Jack's Jeep was still in the driveway, so he couldn't have gone far. Yeah, it was still weird seeing that Jeep instead of the huge truck he used to have.

She headed upstairs, hoping she would find him napping somewhere on the upper floor. She couldn't' hear any sounds from the bathroom and checked the upper bedroom. No one was there.

Dammit! Where was he?

"Jack!" she screamed, flying down the stairs. She had checked every place in the house. The attic and basement door were still locked, from the outside.

Outside! That's it! It was a hot, clear summer day in Colorado Springs. Jack would be outside swimming in their pool.

"Jack! I've been looking everywhere for you!" She stood, hands on hips, on the back deck.

Jack spun around in the water, shocked, sending spray in all directions. He jiggled the raft in front of him as he turned, but ducked under the water when her heard her gasp. He popped up amid the sputterings, to a small voice speaking out.

"Mom! You made Dad knock me off the raft!" the small boy shouted accusingly at Sam. Jack was rushing out of the pool towards Sam with the boy in his arms, worry strewn across his face.

"Sam, what's wrong? Is the baby okay?" He ran up and threw a wet arm around her, and kissed her forehead softly.

"I'm sorry, Jake, I didn't meant to scare you both." She lifted her son out of Jack's arms and wrapped him in a towel. She set him in a chair in the warm sun to dry off. She turned to Jack, watching him towel off his sleek, scarred body. She approached him and ran a hand through his wet hair.

"So…?" Jack questioned. He was growing impatient, causing Sam to giggle.

"Sorry, Honey. My appointment with Janet went fine. While I was there, though, these came through the 'Gate." She pulled two white, professional envelopes out of the purse she had just recently started carrying. One was addressed to "Colonel Jonathon O'Neill", the other to "Major Samantha Carter."

"Sam, this hasn't been us in like five years." He placed them on the small wooden patio table Jack had built as his own wedding present to Sam.

"Do you want to open them first, or should I tell you whose IDC they were sent with?" Sam bubbled.

Jack laughed. They did that a lot lately, bubbling, laughing, giggling. It was something neither of them had any reason for five years earlier.

"How about you tell me as I'm opening it."

"Okay." Jack was ripping the seal open. "Well, there's a reason they're addressed the way they are." Jack started to pull the card out. "It was John's IDC."

Jack looked up at her, the card still in his hand. "John, as in J.J.?"

Sam nodded her head. "Go ahead, look at it already!"

He unfolded the card and quickly scanned it. The expression on his face was priceless. It sent Sam into another fit of giggles.

"What's so funny?" Jake asked from under his towel.

"Nothing, honey. Just relax."

Jack stood, still reading the card. "Is this for real?"

"Teal'c, General Hammond, Daniel and Janet all received invitations as well. We can stay in that universe as long as the ceremony takes and longer. Apparently, that bacteria their Jack brought back years ago alters the DNA somehow, which explains why it tried to kill John. But anyway, that's why we didn't suffer the effects of entropic cascade failure." Sam was pacing back and forth her hand over her protruding stomach, while she explained everything to Jack.

"Wow, John and Ta'ashra getting married? Wonder how Daniel feels about his daughter marrying an O'Neill?" Jack joked. He tossed the invite back on the table and sat in one of the chairs belonging to the set he'd made.

"O'Neills can't be that bad. Heck, I married one." Sam smiled and sat in Jack's lap, his wet trunks soaking through the back of her pants. "Now the only question is we get permission for Jake to go through the Gate?" she continued.

"I don't think that's such a good idea." Jack tucked a loose lock of hair behind her ear.

"And why not? I became close to them as well." Sam shot him a mocking glare.

"Sam, you'll be seven months, that's too close. And we don't even know if we'll be allowed to take Jake along." He rubbed her lower back, remembering how much it had helped during her pregnancy with Jacob.

"Let's make a deal. If Jake can't go, I'll stay here with him. If he can, but Janet won't clear me, I'll stay, no complaints. If she clears me, I'm going, okay?"

"Okay. I guess if Janet says it's okay, I won't argue." He pulled her down close to him and kissed her, a smile playing softly against their lips. "Besides, we got pregnant with Jake while I was still on active duty."

The couple headed inside with their son, ready to dry off and get dinner started. They walked right by the mantle that held a framed photograph and two framed letters, written by General Jack O'Neill and Dr. Samantha O'Neill, reminders of their time in another world, where they had the chance to see what they could be together.

"John, Tay, congratulations," Jack said, shaking John's hand and laying a kiss on Ta'ashra's cheek.

"Thanks for coming, Uncle John," John replied smiling brightly. Jack nodded back to him.

"And who's this little guy?" Ta'ashra asked Sam.

"This is our son, Jacob." She leaned down to face Jake. "What do you say?"

Jake stepped forward and clasped Tay's hand in his own. "Congratulations." He leaned in and kissed the back of her hand. He crisply then stood back and cleanly saluted both Ta'ashra and John.

The group broke into laughter as John and Ta'ashra saluted in return.

"So, how'd you guys decide it was finally time you two got together?" John asked with a goofy grin that reminded Sam so much of Jack.

"He was injured on the way back after we met you. He's been out since," Sam laughed back.

Part II

"Jack, why are you fidgeting so much?" Sam scolded her husband as she was helping him into his suit. "This isn't our first child to be married."

"True, but she is my only daughter and she's marrying a Fly Boy, for cryin' out loud." Jack gave a half scowl.

"In all fairness, you did give him permission," she straightened his tie and led him to the foyer.

Tom was already at the front of the church, waiting. Sam and Tom's mother had already been led to their seats when the wedding party realized that Jack had stopped in his tracks.

"Wow, Channy, you look… beautiful," Jack choked out.

"Thank you, Daddy."

Jack took her by the arm and kissed her cheek. "You ready for this?" he asked, smiling.

She nodded.

"Okay, here we go. I love you, Sweetheart."

"I love you, too, Dad."

Part III

Jake, Dan, Chantal's husband Tom, and Ryan stood at attention in front of the caskets of the Generals O'Neill. The rain poured down as the service ended.

They each returned to their respective families to head to the house Jack and Sam O'Neill had called home for over 35 years.

"Dad?" Jake's oldest, Ema, looked up at him, her big brown eyes staring right into his soul.

"Yes, Dear?"

"How did Gramma and Gramps die?"

Jake picked her up, careful not to let her muddy shoes wipe off on his dress uniform.

"The doctor said they both were just too old and had gone through too much. But they were happy, and died in each other's arms. In the end that's what matters most. And you know what?" he said smiling at her.

"What?"

"When you're old enough, I'll tell you all about them."

A/N: So that's the end! tell me what y'all think! i had a lot of fun reading what you thought about all the different chapters i hope you liked the way i chose to end it. i didn't want to just give them their time together and then not know anything that had happened later on, so that's why i did it the way i did. now hopefully i can start working on my other stories, i also may have a laptop to use soon, so yeah thank you all again! if you want more to it, maybe i can write more in-between epilogue thingy's just let me know!