"Come on, Sam…just one more push!" Janet urged.
Samantha Carter-O'Neill looked over at her husband, who was stroking her hair, gently. "Come on, Baby…you can do it."
"I can't…" She said gutturally as she gave every ounce of her strength toward the last push.
"And baby makes three." Janet announced.
Suddenly, the infant let out a wail, and Sam looked over with tears in her eyes to her husband.
"It's a girl." Janet said, softly as she handed the child over to Sam.
Jack and Sam stared at their baby girl. "Oh, she's beautiful." Sam breathed.
"She's going to take after her mother." Jack replied.
Sam looked up and gave a breathless chuckle.
"What are you going to name her?" Daniel asked, through the glass in the observation room.
"Grace Jacqueline O'Neill." Sam replied.
"I thought it was Grace Elizabeth O'Neill." Jack said, chuckling.
"I've just gone through thirteen hours of labor…do you really want to argue with me?" Sam asked, a teasing gleam in her eyes.
"No…Grace Jacqueline O'Neill it is…"
Suddenly, Jack heard the small echo of a song. "Twinkle, twinkle, little star…"
"How I wonder what you are," he continued. "Up above the world so high…Like a diamond in the sky…Twinkle, twinkle little star…How I wonder what you are."
Sam smiled. "She's our little star." She whispered, letting her finger glide over Grace's cheek.
"Yes. Our little star."