14) Jack stood stock-still waiting for the General to answer his knock. He knew Sean couldn't tell how nervous he was. He'd trained himself early on to school his expression, keeping the others out of his head.

"Come!"

He quickly exchanged a look with Sean and led the young man into the base CO's office.

"Sir," Jack said walking into the room.

'Aw, Hell, what's he gotten himself into this time?' General Hammond looked up into his 2IC's eyes and noticed what most people would never see. Colonel Jack O'Neill was at a loss for words.

"What can I help you with?"

Jack shoved his hands deep into his pockets and glanced over to Sean before speaking up.

"I don't think I'm fit to be the training officer anymore, Sir," Jack blatantly spoke out. He looked the General straight in the eye.

"Colonel?"

"It wouldn't be fair to the rest of the recruits."

"Oh? And why in Sam Hill would my foremost expert on military tactics, training exercises, and the only military officer on base to engage the enemy from the very beginning, be unfit to train the men and women we are hoping to send into the field against said enemy?" Hammond's voice escalated as he spoke, showing his frustration with the Colonel.

"If I continued as the evaluating officer, one of the trainees who don't make it through the exercises could claim favoritism." Jack was intentionally dragging the conversation out. Part of it was to ease his own nerves, the other was so his son could see the difference between the SGC and other commands he'd been under previously. His initial report was already in to the General, claiming Sean and trainee #1 should be looked at as either leaders of their own teams or as a temporary replacement for Carter.

"Colonel?" The General's temper was growing short at the Colonel's intentional bush beating.

"Lt. O'Neill here… is my son, Sir." For the first time that conversation Jack's eyes were grinning even though his face was still the stone cold façade he'd worn since he walked in.

"When did you come into this information?"

"Last night, after I'd already turned in my day's report. I'd already finished the initial evaluation of the recruits, Sir."

Hammond motioned for the two officers to take a seat across the desk from him. "While I think about this, let's talk off the record, Jack."

Jack smiled as he clapped his hand on Sean's shoulder. "George, this is my son, Sean. He has a twin brother, Colin who lives in Minnesota with his wife."

"My grandparents, both sides, never let my father know about us. It was difficult for my mother for a long time. She finally got into a position to tell him, but the situation changed and it just didn't come up." George noticed the Lieutenant sat stiff in his chair.

"Relax, Sean. This is all off the record. Just three men sitting around talking." Jack knew his son wasn't used to the lax atmosphere of the SGC.

"Right, Dad, sorry." Hammond smiled at the sheepish look on Sean's face.

"Well, Sean. I'm truly sorry you have to be related to Jack. It's going to be hard on you all," Hammond joked. "So what prompted you to track Jack down after so long?"

"First it was due to the impending birth of my son. We wanted to make sure there was nothing medical that could harm him. When," Sean stuttered slightly, "Charlie died the timing just never seemed right. Then the other Charlie… and Mom didn't want to hurt him any more than he was already. We thought it was a good idea when I got transferred here to tell him, and Rick gave me all I needed after Mom died. We need his medical records again as well."

Jack gave Sean's shoulder a squeeze, and said, "Sean, maybe you should wait for me in the commissary, I'll be along shortly."

Sean stood and nodded first to his father, then to the General. "Sir, thank you." He turned and left the room, heading towards the commissary for breakfast.

Jack turned back to Hammond, smiling as his son left.

"The other Charlie?" Hammond questioned. "You didn't tell him about…"

"No, sir. His son's name was Charlie. He died when he was three months old. Karol and I were back in contact before my Charlie died and I guess she was going to tell me about Sean and Colin, but didn't get around to it before the accident." Jack's eyes dropped, thinking about his sons. He'd missed the beginning of the twins' lives, and he was missing what should have been the rest of Charlie's.

"Colonel, are you certain the Lieutenant is your son?" the General asked his 2IC.

"Yessir," Jack said handing the folder Sean had given him the night before to Hammond. "All the documentation's in there and Doc Fraiser has already compared our DNA. She's running her own tests just to be sure, though. There are photos in the back, including a few with my parents."

"I thought this information was kept from you?"

"Ah, the kicker. Yes, it was, but apparently my father took it upon himself to keep Karol informed of my life, what I was doing, where I was living." Hammond perused the file while the Colonel was talking, nodding his acknowledgment of what was being said.

"In light of recent information, the training exercises should be put off for now until a suitable evaluating officer can be found," Hammond said, an air of finality in his tone. He reached over and pulled another folder from the corner of his desk. "On a different note, I think you should look over this and take the necessary actions. Dismissed." Hammond handed Jack the folders. The younger man took them and left.