A/N: Hey, people! Thank you all so much for the reviews, they're really helping me think about this and keep writing. I'm not too good when it comes to sequels. Be thrilled that when I was writing this past week I discovered the plot for this!

"Hey, Sam, what's up?" Kris asked as her aunt walked into the younger woman's living room. Sam had called earlier and asked to talk to Kris alone so the younger woman had had Jeff take the kids with him to the SGC so they could spend the day in their home away from home: the SGC nursery.

Sam shrugged, falling into one of the chairs that adorned the room. "Not much, I just wanted to talk."

"Can I get you something to drink?"

"Just a water, thanks."

"Sure. So, what's up?" Kris asked again, smirking at Sam's glare.

Sam sighed, "Well, Janet's on vacation with Daniel and I didn't really know who else to talk to about this." She took a deep drink of her water and sighed, "I told Jack last week that I can't have children." Kris gasped in shock and Sam quickly continued, "I have a rare condition called a T-shaped uterus. Pretty much a fetus can only survive until the third month, then they get too big and I miscarry."

Kris's eyes were wide in shock, and she nodded in understanding as something finally clicked in her mind, "That's why you miscarried before." Sam nodded, looking down at her water bottle in sadness. "So, what are the two of you going to do? I mean, I know you both want children – together."

"We talked about finding a surrogate mother to carry. That's our top option; the only problem would be finding someone to do that, of course. Other than that there's adoption. We talked about adopting from a foreign country, or a child with health issues that needs a stable family with a larger income."

Kris slid off her seat and sat on her knees in front of her aunt. "I'll carry for you."

Sam's brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean?"

The younger woman smiled warmly and a little sadly, "My uterus is healthy, and I can do this for you and Jack. Let me. It will help me to repay all the kindness the two of you have shown me. I want to do this for you."

Sam's eyes filled with tears and soon she was crying for all she was worth like a little baby. True, she had every reason to cry with what Kristie had just offered, but she hadn't been expecting that at all. They hugged warmly and when they pulled apart Sam could see tears in Kristie's eyes as well. Aunt and niece laughed at their sentimental tendencies.

Kristie wiped her eyes before grinning at Sam, "But there's one thing that I want your help with in return."

"What's that?" As far as she was concerned, Kris could ask her to blow up Mars and she would because of what the younger woman had just agreed to do for her.

"Interview nannies with me?"

"Of course. But where's Jeff?"

Kris rolled her eyes in mock frustration, "Off gallivanting across the galaxy, getting into trouble no doubt." This caused both women to laugh again, it seemed that all the SG teams had a tendency to get into situations they had no right being in to begin with – SG-10 was no exception.

"I know what you mean. The men of the SGC seem to get themselves into so much trouble I have half a mind to make them all wear signs that say Warning: May Cause Unnecessary Injury or Other Harmful Situations." They laughed about that for a while before Sam got back on topic again, "So when does the interviewing start?"

Kristie looked at the clock on the wall and sighed, "In two hours."

"Ah. Well, then, I guess I better phone Jack and tell him I can't make our lunch date."

The younger woman frowned, "You don't have to do this, Sam. Really, it was silly of me to ask you to. You shouldn't have to turn your day upside down just to accommodate me." Kristie really wanted Sam to be there, but not if it was going to cause her any undue stress.

Sam shook her head, "It's fine. I told him I probably wouldn't be able to come anyway. It was just going to be sandwiches in his office while we both prepared for an interview the president ordered us to do." Sam rolled her eyes, "It's no fun at all. I mean, there was a reason behind the no interview policy we implemented right after we went public! I just don't understand how he doesn't get that it can literally put people's lives in danger if we're constantly having interviews."

Sam went to call Jack and tell him that she wouldn't be able to make lunch. He wasn't that surprised and told her that he'd just learned that the journalist conducting the interview would be none other than Katie Currick. When she told Kristie that, the young woman groaned: she'd heard all about how the reporter had asked all the wrong questions at the ball. What the hell was up with that anyway?

The two discussed the qualifications any nanny Kristie and Jeff hired would have to have. Kris told Sam that all the people they were interviewing that day had been pre-approved by the president. Sam was impressed that the man had taken the time out of his busy schedule to do that for the woman and her children.

When the first interviewee arrived, Sam and Kris had everything planned out on how to proceed. The two were going to play the 'good cop, bad cop' routine to the extreme. The only difference would be that Kristie would be judging their reaction by probing their thoughts.

Neither woman wanted anyone who was incompetent, or couldn't think on their feet, to be anywhere near the children.

A/N: You have no CLUE how happy I was when I got the response about what should happen. I was so happy you all liked my idea and thought the same way I did.