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Chapter Five

The Months That Followed

The months dragged on. A round-bellied Sam became a common site in the SGC. She only came out of her room when SG-1 was away, on habit, she tried to avoid Colonel O'Neill. Her quarters held a bathroom and a small kitchen, so she didn't have to move for that. Hammond let her bring her laptop and some artifacts back to her room, when the gate opened and SG-1 returned, sending her scampering back to her quarters.

It wasn't like she secluded herself from her team. No. Only Colonel O'Neill. Daniel and Teal'c visited often enough, most times when Jack was gone. They said that was so he wouldn't ask about her. Sometimes she believed them. She never asked about him. Never. But, she didn't stop them when they told her stories. She caught glimpses of him too. Hammond had set her up with the computer, locking chevrons, closing and opening the iris; that sort of thing. She didn't mind. She could see Jack without talking to him…and without him seeing her in this state.

He tried to come and visit her sometimes, and everyone else would know when because the next day she'd either hide herself away or walk around in a dark mood, snapping at anyone who talked to her. On the day before a mission, normally he would stop outside of her door, knock once, tell her he was leaving, say something like "I wish we could talk Sam," and leave after he got no response.

Sam had taken to locking the door as well. Once or twice, in the beginning of her leave, he had just walked in her door without saying who she was. He never got very far…she shoved him out each and every time. A part of her wanted to forgive him, but 70 of her was afraid of him. Deathly afraid. Hammond had said that since he was the father of her child, they were allowed to bend the regulations a little more than usual, but not much, and even then, she was still afraid. Eventually, she had come up with a remote-locking system, so she didn't have to fly up and lock the door any time someone knocked, so Jack wouldn't walk in unexpected again.

Today was one of those days, and she knew it. She put her work down and rubbed her hands through her hair. It was one of those days where she would miss him. It didn't happen often, but when it did, she had to fight with herself tooth and nail so she wouldn't walk out that room and go and find him. She lay a hand on her stomach. Eight months, two weeks and counting down. Technically she didn't have to work anymore, but she had begged Hammond to let her do the small things: work on her book, encode the chevrons and open/close the iris. Speaking of which, she looked down at her watch.

"Time to go," she said, forcing herself off the seat and opening the door. She glanced both ways down the hallway before sneaking out. When she rounded the next hallway, she met Teal'c, her escort for these days. SG-1 was leaving for a mission today, another two-weeker with check-in's every two days or so. She was letting them out through the Stargate. The other guy had taken the day off. 'Why today' she thought. 'Why did he have to take this day off?' it was like the world knew she was going through her "I miss Jack" day.

"How are you today, Major Carter?" Teal'c asked as he met up with her. On days when she had to lock the chevrons and SG-1 wasn't out, Teal'c took her to her designation so she wouldn't wind up facing Jack alone. The one time she had, it had been for a few seconds, each had stopped, neither talking, until he tried to say something and she ran away. She'd been in tears for days.

"Fine Teal'c, thanks," Sam said absently, lost in her thoughts.

"Is your child not due to arrive soon?" Teal'c asked casually as they walked along.

"Uh, yea, two Friday's from now," Carter said, trying not to think of the day she was already calling her doomsday.

"The same day SG-1 returns from P8F-329," Teal'c said, his eyebrows raised.

Sam cringed. She hadn't realized that until now. "Yea…I suppose it is," she said. Maybe that was why she couldn't stop thinking about O'Neill today. She still hadn't decided if she wanted him to be there when she had their child. Considering the options, she didn't realize that they were at the door to the control room until Teal'c said her name.

"Major Carter," Teal'c said loudly, snapping her attention to him. "We have arrived. Do you have any messages for Colonel O'Neill?" he asked this every time. She was sure Jack had put him up to it.

Sam bit her lip. She should at least tell him something. She mumbled something to herself. Good thing they were leaving on a day when she was in a good mood. She smiled. "You can tell him I said hello, good luck and if he asks, I am well."

Teal'c nodded. He could tell when she was in one of her good moods. "Do you wish him to know about the Friday after next?" he asked.

She thought a moment again and sighed. "I suppose you should," she said. "Thank you Teal'c"

He inclined his head and closed his eyes. When he opened them again a second later, he said, "He misses you greatly, Major Carter. He wishes to hear your voice again."

Sam felt her thoughts grow cold and her mood bend towards the bad. "Does he now?" she said bitterly. She didn't want to yell at Teal'c. It wasn't his fault. She looked at her watch. "I have to go now, Teal'c, thank you. Good luck on your mission."

Teal'c smiled and inclined his head. "Good luck to you if I do not see you on Friday."

Sam smiled and walked up the stairs into the control room, leaving Teal'c to enter the holding room for the Stargate. When she sat down at the computer, she saw SG-1 over the monitor. Jack was already there and she saw Teal'c walk up to and talk to him. She assumed he was giving him her greetings.

As she prepared the computer system, she looked back to the conversation, and saw Jack raise his eyebrows. Yep. Teal'c had defiently told him something. She began engaging and locking the chevrons. "Chevron seven is…locked," she said, watching the vortex emerge from the gate as the 'puddle' appeared between its rings. She missed going through that.

"SG-1, you have a go," Hammond said over the loud-speaker.

Sam stood up to watch them leave, thankful nothing far below her shoulders could be seen from the Stargate room. Jack paused a minute, searching through the glass to see if she was there. When his eyes locked on hers, they stayed there for a moment, the both of them neither moving.

"Two weeks?" he mouthed from where he stood, pointing to his stomach in an indication of the due date.

Sam nodded through the glass, her voice caught up. He nodded as well, his face grim. He motioned to the Stargate, saying it was time for him to leave, and Sam found it in her to give a small wave goodbye. Though she couldn't hear it, she knew he breathed out a sigh of relief. He smiled and mouthed a half hearted "good luck" before he trotted through the gate to the other side.

As Sam turned to leave, she found Hammond watching her, a smile on his face. "What?" she asked, turning and walking away from the room, knowing the General knew she had asked a rhetorical question.

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