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Previously on Stargate SG-1

"Sam, want me to carry him?" Jack asked, he had Andy in his arm, and Rose held his other hand.

"No, I got him, and it looks like you have your hands full anyways." Sam said.

Jack nodded. "Unless I have a third hand..."

Rose giggled. "Where's our room daddy?" she asked.

"Umm, I'm not sure, let's find out."

And now the continuation...

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The next morning, the O'Neill family was on their way home to Colorado Springs, and all of them were happy to be going home.

"There's never ever a show like veggie tales, there's never ever a show like veggie tales, it's time for veggie tales!" Rose sang on the top of her lungs.

Sam sighed. She was done singing.

"Now...Billy Joe-"

"Rose?" Noah asked.

Rose stopped and turned to him. "Yes my favoritist brother in the whole wide world?"

"Can you please stop?"

"Why?" Rose asked.

"Because, I uhh... want to play I spy!" he said.

"Ok!" Rose said. "Can I be it?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever," Noah said.

"I see something, green!"

"It has to be something I can see," Noah insisted.

Rose nodded her head.

"Ok then, umm... Daddy's shirt?" he guessed.

Rose shook her curly blond pigtails. "Nope."

"The book!" he said as he pointed to the floor.

"Nuh-uh," she replied.

"Ok, the... little green bug that is in your hair!" he said.

"What? AHH!" She shouted as she started shaking her head.

Noah began to laugh.

It was going to be a long day...

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Jack pulled up into their driveway about ten that night, he looked over around the car, everyone was sleeping, he smiled and shook Sam. "Honey, we're home," he said gently.

Sam opened her eyes. "Already?" she asked.

Jack nodded. "Noah, Rose?"

The twins didn't move.

"They're really tired." Sam said a small smile on her face.

"Ok, you get Andy," he said as he got out of the car, and opened the side door, he unbuckled Rose and picked her up.

Noah opened his eyes tiredly. "We're home already?" he muttered.

"Yes we are little man," Jack said. "Come on."

Noah rubbed his eyes, and sat up. "We're home!" he said.

"Yes, we are kiddo," Jack said, he walked up the pathway towards the door, Sam unlocked the door without waking up Andy, and they walked into the house.

Noah looked behind him; he usually would get Rocky... He hopped out of the car and shut the door, and headed into the house.

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The next morning...

Everyone was tired after the long ride; Jack was still in bed while Sam made breakfast for everybody.

Rose was coloring in her coloring book waiting for breakfast to be over so she could give Challice her present she had bought her.

Noah was at the table putting a model plane together.

Andy was sleeping in his playpen.

Sam turned off the stove and pulled out a rack of cinnamon rolls, she began to put the icing on them when Jack walked into the room. He kissed her then began doing the dishes.

Sam finished putting the icing on, and set the plate of rolls on the table.

"Noah, say grace."

Noah put his hands together and closed his eyes. "God, please have this food be good to our bodies, and please watch after Rocky cause he's scared of thunderstorms, so please be with him, amen." Noah opened his eyes and began to eat.

Sam looked over at Jack and smiled.

Jack reached for a roll when Andy started to cry, Jack sighed and walked over and picked him up, he put Andy in his highchair and then began to make him a bottle.

"Here ya go little man," Jack said as he began to feed him, just then the doorbell rang.

Sam smiled and stood up, walked to the door and answered it, standing on the porch, was a man in a business suit with a briefcase. "May I help you?" she asked.

"Yes, Mrs. O'Neill?" he asked.

"Yes,"

"I'm Tom Brown, I'm Mr. O'Neill's lawyer." He said with a stiff smile.

"What?" she asked, she looked into the kitchen. "I don' think-"

"Not this Mr. O'Neill," Tom said. "I represent Jonathan O'Neill from an alternate reality."

Sam stared in shock. What the hell was going on? Alternate reality?

"Mr. O'Neill wants custody of his children back..."

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