A MATTER OF POWER – V. The Power of the Heart by Betty Bokor
Sam/Daniel. Sam deserves a promotion and Daniel is willing to help her. Sam has her own plans.
Spoilers: All seasons, including 9 and 10.
Disclaimer: The Stargate original characters belong to MGM/Showtime, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Film Corp. This was written strictly for the purpose of entertainment. No attempt at copyright infringement has been made.

The Power of the Heart

Chapter 2

Paul Davis looked at the pictures he had displayed on his desk. This was going to be his last assignment at the SGC before he received his promotion and moved back to the Pentagon. He grabbed one of the pictures and smiled. It had been six years since he had first gotten an interview for Daniel and Sam on that TV show. They had just come back from a short vacation in South America and Sam was pregnant, though not many people knew it yet.

He picked another picture, the most recent one, and smiled at the happiness radiating from Sam's face. She was pregnant again, for the fourth time in these six years, and this time she was expecting twins.

"We need to make up for the lost time," Sam had said once with a broad smile. "And I'm not that young anymore."

He held another picture in his hand. Between the ones they had adopted and their own, they already had twelve children at their home, plus the ones on the way. He was not sure if it was Sam's military training or Daniel's powers of persuasion that kept such a household in order, but it always seemed to run smoothly and the children never lacked a heartfelt smile on their faces.

There was only one thing that bothered Daniel when talking about his family. Every time someone asked something like "How many are yours?" he would immediately reply with a curt "They're all ours."

Adoption had become one of Daniel's crusades and Sam had embraced it with the same passion. She had retired two years ago because she wanted to dedicate more time to that part of her life. "I was in the military since I was very young, but now it's time for me to enjoy this family we have. We both want a very big family, though some days it feels even more challenging than dealing with the gate problems," she had said while explaining her reasons to him. Daniel always saw the bright side of it. "We'll do fine," he usually stated with conviction and a big smile. "We'll just need a pair of crutches for when the last one finally graduates."

Davis turned around the latest picture of the whole family and started scribbling the names of the children in order. He always forgot one or another when he was in a hurry.

Janet; the triplets, Jacob, Mel, and Nicholas; the twins, Claire and Ellinor; then Charles; little George, Robert, Lionel, Catherine, and Sha're. Davis drew some arrows and wrote in honor of whom the children had been named. It always made for a nice comment. Dr. Fraiser, their fathers and Daniel's grandfather, their mothers, Major Kawalski, General Hammond, who had passed away two years ago, Dr. Rothman, Colonel Pendergast, Dr. Langford, and Daniel's first wife. He added at the bottom the names he knew the twins would have Ernest, for Dr. Littlefield, and Leda, for the lady who had nursed Daniel back to health in Rand.

Davis remembered that Jack O'Neill had vehemently refused to allow them to name a child after him, stating that he was still very much alive and planned to stay that way for many years to come. For years Davis had witnessed Sam and Daniel trying different names and he had finally understood the reason behind that when Daniel had told him, "There are so many friends we don't want to forget and this is our simple way of honoring their memories." Davis had peeked at their list and had seen names that were still waiting to be chosen, like Martouf or Narim. If Daniel and Sam continued on the path they had started, there would probably be other children to bear those names. It was simply fitting that these two people who had opened the door to a whole new world for their planet, would open the doors of their home to those who needed their love the most.

Davis collected the photos and put them in an envelope. He picked up his briefcase and checked himself in the bathroom mirror before leaving the office to meet with the journalists who were bidding him farewell as the head of the SGC Public Relations. If there was something he could say about all the people he had worked with during the existence of the program, it was a sincere "Mission Accomplished."

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