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"It's him," Janet assured everyone an hour later, she looked down at her folder. "That is Colonel O'Neill sir."

"The name is JJ!" Jack shouted as he stood up in the briefing room chair, you could only see his shoulders when he was standing. "Why'd you people keep 'callin me Jack?" he asked.

General Hammond ignored him. "Are you sure doctor? Not-"

"No sir, he's not a clone."

"I hate clowns!" Jack shouted. "'Tey scary!"

Sam looked over at him, and then turned to Janet. "Anything you can do?"

Janet shook her head. "No, not that we know of, but we're bringing in some specialists and hopefully, we'll think of something," she said as she closed her folder. "I'm sorry."

Jack jumped onto the table. "Look at me!" he shouted. "Let's do 'somefing fun!" he said with a huge smile on his face. "Peas?"

"JJ, get off of the table." Carter said calmly.

"O'tay," he said as he ran to her and jumped on her. "Hi!" he said happily.

Sam sighed. "General, I think we need someone to watch after him until we figure something out," she said.

"Very well Major, you can take him home, dismissed." He said as he stood up.

"General?" Sam's eyes widened, she didn't mean her to watch him, she didn't know a thing about kids, sure she had nieces and nephews but she didn't see them that often. "I-I don't think I'm the best suited to take care of him, I-"

"Major, you'll be fine," Hammond said as he walked into his office.

Sam looked down at Jack who was playing with her watch. "Hey, Janet!"

"Sorry Sam, I can't… I'm not going home tonight," Janet said as she stood up.

"Daniel-"

"No way Sam, he already broke that artifact that we got from P3X-347, I can't-"

"Ok, ok…" Sam said as she stood up. "Come on JJ."

Jack looked up excitedly. "We're going home?" he asked.

"To my house, yes." She answered as she lifted him up onto her hip.

"YAY!" he shouted. "Mr. T? I going to her home!" he said.

"Indeed, have a pleasant trip," Teal'c said.

Jack nodded. "I will," he said. "Let's go!"

"Ok, ok."

"Miss, I want good clothes! I can't go 'side like this! It's like my daddy's old shirt, too big." He said.

"JJ, we aren't going shopping for new clothes…" Sam said.

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After Jack had put up what everyone in the SGC thought as 'the worlds biggest tantrum', Sam and Jack were on their way to a clothing store. Jack had thrown a fit at first due to the fact that he didn't have his car seat, and it was 'dwangerous' if he didn't wear it.

Jack sat in the back seat of Sam's car; he was buckled in with two seat belts, and was smiling happily.

Sam was happy that the major screams from Jack were over, and everything was silent.

"What's that?" Jack asked as he looked outside the window. "'Tat big bike…"

Sam looked out the window. "It's a motorcycle." She answered.

"Is 'tat like a bike?" he questioned.

"Sorta, but this one you don't have to peddle and it's loud." Sam said. Sam was about to ask if he had ever seen one before when it hit her, they didn't have motorcycles when Jack was three.

"Can I try it?" Jack asked.

"No."

"Pease?"

"No, JJ it's too dangerous."

"Fine!" Jack shouted. "I don' wike you anymore," he muttered as he crossed his arms.

"Here we are!" Sam said as she pulled her car into the parking lot.

"It big!" Jack said.

"It's a clothing store, of course it's big."

"Mommy likes making my clothes," he said as he looked down.

"What year were you born in JJ?" Sam asked.

"Uhh…. I don know," he said.

"Um… was it 1955?" she guessed.

"I 'don know!" He answered. "Why do you wanna know?"

"Just wondering," she answered, there was a lot of things that they didn't have around 1950, a lot of things that Jack would have to get used too.

Sam parked the car and unbuckled Jack. "Here we go," she said as she lifted him out of the car, and carried him inside.

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Sam looked around the store, after Jack had thrown a small tantrum because he wanted to push the cart instead of Sam, Sam- not used to a three-year-old- gave in, and little Jack crashed into a display of underwear. So, after apologizing a million times and helping them pick up, she had Jack in the cart while they shopped.

"I want this shit!" he shouted.

Sam's eyes widened. "JJ!" she shouted. "Don't say that!"

The elderly lady with a small boy glared at Sam and pulled her grandson away from them. "Children now-a-days," she muttered.

"JJ, that is a shirt. Okay?"

Jack nodded. "Then I want the shirt." He said sweetly. "Pease?"

Sam sighed and picked out the right size shirt and put it the cart. Just then her cell phone rang; she dug into her pocket and looked at the caller. "Pete?" she muttered confused.

"No, JJ, 'member?"

Sam nodded. "I remember," she said as she answered her phone. "Hello?"

"Sam?" Pete asked.

"Yeah?"

"What's that?" Jack asked as he reached up for the cell phone.

"Hang on Pete," Sam said as she pulled the phone away. "It's a phone JJ, you talk to people,"

"But… but it's small!" he said.

"Yes JJ, it is; now please be a good boy and be quiet for a minute, thank you." Sam said. "Pete?"

"Sam, I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me tomorrow tonight," he said.

"Pete I would love to but I'm in the middle of-"

"Work?"

"Babysitting," she finished.

"Babysitting?" he asked. "Whom?"

"Jack."

"JJ!"

"Colonel O'Neill?" Pete shouted.

"Yeah," she said. "But-"

"Why?" Pete demanded.

"You see, he isn't himself right now…" she said quietly. "He's different."

Jack leaned closer so he could hear what was being said.

"I can't explain right now," Sam said. "I'm in a public place," she said as a women walked closer to them. "I'll talk to you later!"

"Have Daniel watch him, I'll pick you up at seven, bye!" Pete said as he hung up.

"No-" Sam turned her cell phone off and sighed.

"Can I hold it?" Jack asked.

"No," Sam answered.

"But it's small!"

"I know," she said as she pocketed her cell phone.

Jack pouted. "Pea-"

"No!" Sam said about ready to blow. "I said no the first time JJ!"

Jack looked down.

Sam sighed again. "I'm sorry, I-"

"Can I have 'tis?" he asked as he pointed to a shirt.

Sam smiled. "Sure, but remember, this is all going on your credit card!"

Jack nodded. "What's a 'cwedit card?"

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Not much later Sam and Jack were in the shoe department looking for a pair of sneakers, Jack had picked out over thirty pairs he liked but all were either unpractical or were too small or big. Sam was looking threw the tennis shoes when a salesman walked over to her.

"May I help you?" he asked.

Sam looked up thankful for the offer. "Yes please!"

"What are you looking for?" he asked.

"A pair of shoes for him," Sam said as she looked down at Jack who was now looking at the display of colored shoelaces.

"What size does he wear?" the man asked.

"Umm, I'm not sure, I'm guessing about eight or nine," she said.

"Ok, does it matter what the color is?"

"Black if possible."

"No! I want red!" Jack shouted, he was now by Sam's side. "Pease can I have red?"

Sam sighed. "Any color will work," she said to the salesman.

"Ok, how about these light-up shoes?" he asked as he lifted a box off of the shelf. "It's Spiderman,"

"What's spy man?" Jack asked.

Sam smiled. "He doesn't watch movies a lot," Sam said. "Here JJ, put these on."

Jack sat down on the ground while Sam began to put the shoes on.

"Ok JJ, stand up and walk around." She said.

Jack stood up and jumped. "Look! My shoes have lights in!" he shouted excitedly. "COOL!"

The salesman smiled at Sam and looked down oddly at Jack. "I think he likes them."

Sam made sure they fit before she purchased them and headed home.

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