A/N: Okay here's the next one. thanks be to my beta!
"Sam, calm down!" Janet laughed at her friend pacing the floor of the changing room. They were only a couple of hours away from the start of the ceremony and Sam couldn't stop pacing. "What has gotten into you? You love him, he loves you and you've got wonderful twins on the way, why are you nervous?"
"Jack's going to talk to Nate at the reception," Sam answered, flopping as best she could into the chair. Being almost seven months pregnant with twins and in a big poofy (in her opinion) dress did not fit well in the flopping department.
Sam and Jack had both spent all night on the phone, to each other and General Hammond. They had independently decided they wanted to find Nate's baby brother and adopt him. For financial reasons they also decided they'd talk to Nate about formally adopting him as well, even if he never once lived with them after that. Because of the nature of the work Nate was now in, whoever adopted his brother would have to have the right clearance.
"I see. How do you think he'll take it?" Janet put the finishing touches in her hair and she, Cassie and Sam all headed out to where they were starting the pictures. They'd decided to take the separate photos before the wedding so it didn't take as long afterwards.
"I don't know. The Joint Chiefs have decided that if he wants to stay on Earth, he has to be legally adopted. And for obvious reasons it has to be by SGC personnel." Sam took her place beside the rest of the bridal party for the pictures.
The photographer's instructions were easy to understand and in under twenty minutes all pictures pertaining to the bride were over and done with. It helped that the photographer was an old friend of Jack's from before he'd been married to Sara. He was an old military photographer, he'd taken photos for every branch and knew exactly how to position people to get the best effect.
Sam smiled seeing Jack's nephews running down the aisle in the church. Stacy was being as careful as she could, trying not to mess up her dress. Nick ran down the steps to catch up to Jerod and Tommy, while Bridget hopped down to join Stacy as they headed to the back of the church. They were going to sit quietly in the pews until Sam could get back to her dressing room and Jack could come out of his. Yeah, right, those kids? Stay quiet? Not gonna happen!
Janet helped Sam make her way back to the dressing room before joining the rest of the group to wait for Jack. Sam sat back as carefully as she could. The boys were active today, as if they could tell today was special. She smiled as she rubbed her hand across her stomach, feeling them kick against her palm. It was so real. She and Jack were really getting married, really having two babies and adopting two more children. Four kids. They were going from zero to four in just a matter of months.
The soft knock on her door broke Sam out of her musings. "Come," she answered, hoping it wasn't Jack trying to sneak a peak before the ceremony. Her father entered and gave her a kiss on her forehead.
"Hi, Dad." Sam grinned from ear to ear as he sat down beside her.
"You look beautiful, sweetheart."
Sam's grin grew at the compliment from her father. She was so happy that he could be here for her now. Just a few years ago she'd thought she'd lose him forever. The Tok'ra had given her the chance to make up with her father and for him to walk her down the aisle. That in and of itself had amazed her. She'd never thought she'd get married, much less to her commanding officer.
"Thanks. I just can't wait to get this over with."
Jacob leaned over to hug his daughter, gently resting his hand where his grandsons lay. He smiled, knowing that as soon as he could, he'd try to help them.
"Nervous?" he asked, remembering how he'd been on his own wedding day.
"Not really. It's just a formality. I don't know how long I'll be able to stand, though. These guys have been making it difficult."
Jacob smiled and let Selmac take over. "Samantha, I wish you much joy on this wonderful day of your joining with Colonel O'Neill. He is a worthy mate, and I assure you your father feels the same." Jacob's head dropped as he took back control. "Well, not in so many words, Sammy, but you get the gist."
"Thanks, Dad, that means a lot."
"Now, you should see that groom of yours. He's a wreck." Jacob laughed heartily thinking of the Colonel pacing his dressing room, waiting for the ceremony to start. "He's more nervous than a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs."
"Why? He's the one who's been through this before." Sam gave her father a sideways glance, she finally becoming nervous herself.
"I think that's why. He's afraid you might change your mind, even though he won't admit it."
"He definitely doesn't have anything to worry about. Besides the fact that I love him, there's no way I could raise these boys on my own. Not with his personality."
There was a small knock on the door and a little blonde head poked through the opening.
"Auntie Sam, they sent me to tell you they're ready." Bridget left as soon as she had delivered her message to her aunt and grandfather.
Jacob stood up and held out his hand to his daughter. She took it and carefully pulled herself up, using her other hand to steady her aching back. She probably could have dealt being pregnant with one baby, but two was starting to take a toll on her.
"All right, let's get you married to that flyboy of yours." Jacob smiled and led his daughter to the sanctuary of the church, where they could hear the music already playing for Janet and Cassie to make their way up the aisle.
A/N: Okay, so the actual weddin's comin up next, but i'm kinda taking the transcript from my best friend's wedding, so it's gonna take a while to write it. thanks please review!