Sorry for having this up later than usual, but it's a sunday so I woke up late. --

Allright. A lot of people have been questioning my writing. Why is Sam still mad at Jack, that's a long time! Etc. Etc. Etc.

It happened becasue I said so >> It is the way I figured something like that would go. She is afraid of him. what if he doesnt want a kid? What if he doesnt love her? She doesnt want to try and talk about it, she's just too scared. I'm sorry, but I can sort of imagine that happening. Things dont always go great the first time. Either hang in for an explination, or stop reading. If I say anything else, then I'll comprimise the entire thing, so, yea.

Please read, review and review and most of all enjoy.

Chapter 6

The Arrival

Two Friday's later, Sam was lying on her back, thinking about…whatever her mind drifted off to these days, when she felt it. A jabbing pain in her stomach. Cringing, she sat up and rolled back to look at the calendar over her headboard. August 26th was circled. Well this was defiently August, and today, she checked her watch, tonight was the 25th. It was twenty-two hundred hours (10:00) at night, the day before she was due.

"Great," she thought sarcastically. "Right on the dot. Just great."

She pushed herself off the bed, ignoring another pain and forced herself to the infirmary. This solved the question on whether Jack would be there or not, she thought as she walked.

The lights were mostly off when she got there, and Fraiser was just finishing up some tests. "Janet," she said, and the doctor turned around. "It's started."

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At zero-seven-hundred hours the next morning, Sam was fully into labor, ten or so minutes away from having her first child.

"I…hate…Jack!" she yelled as she breathed hard, sweat coating her face. She heard the beeping noise sounding over the speaker-system, signaling SG-1's return. She groaned. Janet was yelling something to her about pushing and breathing, but she was listening with half an ear. Hammond was obviously going to go tell the team what was happening. Great.

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Jack returned through the Stargate last, making sure the rest of his team was through. "Well that was a fun little trip, but Toto, I do believe we are back in Kansas and I can't say I am happier."

Jackson and Teal'c looked back at him, the looks on their faces obviously saying the same. The doors near-by whooshed open and Hammond came through, looking serious. "Welcome back, SG-1. We will have to assume that you are not Goauld for now, Dr. Fraiser is a little busy."

Teal'c knitted his eyebrows together. "Is something wrong, General Hammond."

"Nothing major Teal'c," Hammond assured. "Sam has gone into labor."

Teal'c rose his eyebrows and smiled, Daniel grinned a nervous grinned and Jack felt all the blood drain from his face. He sat down hard on the Stargates ramp. He had totally forgotten what today was.

Aware that all eyes were on him, he got up again and walked out the door. "I'll be at the bar," he said, walking out of the room.

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Fifteen minutes later, after an excruciating pain, Sam was finally holding her baby in her hands, a little girl. Janet had congratulated her and left, leaving her alone to her thoughts.

She cuddled her sleeping child to her chest, admiring her tiny head and hands and the tuft of hair on her head. She was startled out of her thoughts with a knock on the window. Looking up, she saw Teal'c and Daniel, all smiles, beaming in at her. She grinned back and waved them in.

They came in, somewhat timidly, and walked to her side. "So we can finally meet her," Daniel said, gazing at the sleeping baby in Sam's arms.

Sam nodded and handed her child over gently, placing them in Daniel's unsure, outstretched arms.

"You are to be congratulated, Carter. In Jaffa society, a woman having a child is a major feat, and she is worshiped for a week, all her whims and needs satisfied. If you require anything, I am at your service," Teal'c said, accepting the child from Daniel's arms after he was done.

Sam laughed. "Thank you, Teal'c. I'll keep that in mind."

Teal'c smiled and handed the baby back.

"Have you thought of a name yet?" Daniel asked Sam, pushing his glasses up his noes and smiling. "Daniel would be good."

Carter smiled. "I don't think so Daniel. I've got a few idea's…but I'm not sure yet." She yawned and blinked her eyes lazily.

Teal'c caught this and grabbed Daniel's shoulder. "It seems that you are tired Major Carter, we will leave you to your rest."

Sam nodded with another yawn. "Thanks for stopping by," she called after them as they left the room. Yawning again, she placed her daughter in a crib next to her bed and rolled over to sleep, making sure she was still facing her baby girl.

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Jack was still at the bar when Daniel and Teal'c came down and sat on either side of him. He hadn't quite managed to get half-way through his beer yet…for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to drink it. "Well?" he asked, his head in his hands as his friends approached.

"Ah, gee, we're sorry Jack, but…" Daniel began, noticing his friends concerned, sideways look that he was giving Daniel from under his arm. "It's a girl."

Jack gave a small snort of laughter and drunk a swing of beer to hide a smile. "She have a name?"

"Not yet, actually," Daniel said. "Sam said she couldn't pick one."

"My wife and I always said," Jack began without thinking, not sure if he should continue or not. Finally he did. "That if Charlie had been a girl, his name would be Elizabeth."

Teal'c raised his eyebrows and looked at Jack. "O'Neill, should you not perhaps then suggest this name to Major Carter?"

Jack looked at him. "Nah, Teal'c. I'm sure she doesn't want my suggestion." He stood up, right now, he didn't quite want company. "Well men, I'd love to stay and chat, but I'm retiring to my quarters now." He dropped a twenty on the bar infront of them. "Drink up, celebrate. Do…whatever." Before they could say anything he sauntered up to his quarters and closed the door.

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It was somewhere near eighteen-hundred hours (6:00) when Sam woke up again, to Janet checking her pulse.

"Sorry to wake you, Carter," she said quietly.

Sam stretched and sat up. "It's okay," she said. "Has Jack been by?" she asked, biting her lower lip.

Janet shook her head. "Haven't seen hide nor tail of him today," she said. "Why?"

"No reason," Sam said. Janet smiled and went to leave, but Sam called after her. "Janet? Is it okay if we," she motioned to the baby. "Leave the infirmary for a while?"

Thinking for a moment, Janet said, "I don't see why not, but I do want you here overnight to monitor your condition. As long as you stay on the base, you should be okay."

Sam smiled and nodded. "Thanks, Janet."

After her friend and doctor left, she swung her feet off the bed and grabbed her clothes she had worn in; baggy pants and a baggy shirt. After pulling them on, she reached over and grabbed a new blanket and outfit for her child. They had been a gift from Jack. Though he had not attended the baby shower that the SGC had thrown for her, he had sent her two pairs of baby shirts (one saying "I love fishing"), a pair of booties, a baby blanket and a beautiful crib.

She put the clothes on and wrapped her child in the blanket, cradling her in her arms. Slipping slippers on, she walked out the door and padded silently down the hall, stopping a few times to show off her new baby to colleges.

After a few minutes, she found herself in front of the door she wanted. Making up her mind, she took a deep breath. She had to do this, had to. She knocked on the door, three times.

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Soooooo? How was that. I almost cried writing the NEXT chapter:P