Ch 28: As time goes by

A month flew quickly by. The SGC was still running smoothly, and there had only been one accident where a member of SG-4 broke a leg.

Sam and Jack were excited, and spent most of their free time deciding on things for the baby, like a middle name, or what kind of video camera they would have to buy…

Teal'c and Daniel were extremely busy as well. They took on the job of looking for another member to be on SG-1. No one could get fussier then Teal'c. If the man or woman even stumbled on a test, they wouldn't be allowed to join. Jack said that they would all be dead before they actually found someone perfect.

Janet and Cassie also were busy; they spent their time arranging a baby shower over the phone, due to the fact that Cassie was back in college. They also had half of the females on base helping them. (It was going to be held at Janet's house.)

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Sam finished putting the crib together and put the screwdriver down, she took a step back. She had to admit, Jack had good taste in cribs, the wooden crib went beautifully in the room. It took like something Extreme Makeover would have done. She smiled and looked over the room, there were a few empty picture frames on dresser.

Jack was at work, so Sam was home alone; she had just started taking off every other week. And she was sure Jack would make her take off a whole month before the baby was supposed to arrive. She cleaned up her mess and sighed, she was starting to get used to being bored.

She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, to find it over half empty. What she would give right now for a pickle.

Ten minutes later, she couldn't take it anymore- she wanted a pickle! She slipped on her shoes and picked up her purse, got into her car and drove to the grocery store.

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Sam put five cans of soup in the cart and began to push it again. She was filling the cart up with anything that she liked- if Jack didn't like it, he could buy pizza. She made it to the pickle aisle, she grinned and put a couple of jars in the cart.

"Sam?" a voice asked from behind her. "Sam is that you?"

Sam froze, she knew that voice too well, she didn't want to turn around, but she slowly did. She forced a smile on her face. "Hey, Pete." She said automatically, while asking herself, why was he talking to me again?

"Wow, you um- you gained some weight…" he said staring at her stomach.

Sam forced another smile. "Yeah, that's what happens when you get pregnant…" she said nodding slowly.

"What? What happened? Did someone do this to you? I mean, of course- Sam-"

"What do you want Pete?" Sam asked and rubbed her head, which now had a headache.

"Sam… what happened?" he came a little closer. "I can find who did this to you, I can put him in jail for life-"

"I don't want that!" Sam said. "Can you tell me why I would ever want my husband in jail?"

"What? Your husband? You got married? … you?"

Sam scowled and quickly pushed her cart away. "I'm sorry, Sam! I was just… you! I didn't think-"

"Thanks, Pete." She wanted to push the cart faster and run away, but she didn't let herself do it. She pushed it to the next aisle with Pete right behind her pulling his cart.

"I'm sorry, Sam, I'm sorry things didn't work out. And I'm sorry for being such a jerk." He said blocking her with his cart. "I'm really sorry, Sam, and I'm glad you found your man."

Sam looked down and smiled slightly. "Thank you Pete." She pushed her cart around his and walked down the isle. She stopped about halfway and turned to Pete. "I hope you find your woman."

Pete gave her a little nod.

She gave another slight smile, turned back, and began to push her cart…

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Later that night…

Sam handed Jack the dripping wet bowl in her hands. She sighed and turned her attention back on the dirty dishes she was washing. She had put off for a couple of days so the sink was full of dirty dishes. She picked up her washcloth and began to scrub spaghetti sauce off a plate.

Jack put the newly dried bowl in the cupboard above them then picked back up the towel. "So," he began. "How was your day?"

Sam rinsed the plate under the clean water and then handed it to Jack. "Fine." She answered, not looking up at him. "Saw Pete…"

Jack nearly dropped the dish in his hand, but managed to keep a grip on it. "And how is dear Petey boy?" he asked.

"I don't know," Sam said. "Normal I guess. So, how was your day? Janet called me and told me that SG-3 was in a firefight or something?"

"Uhh, yeah, sorta, no one was hurt thankfully…" he tossed the towel down and picked up the stacks of clean plates. "Besides that, the usual. Oh! They brought back some orby thingy for you to test out." He put the plates in the cupboard.

"Oh, good!" Sam said, looking forward to some excitement into her life, even if it was only testing an artifact. Sam sighed in relief; she was finally done with the dishes. She turned off the water and wiped her forehead. "So, chess?"

He kissed her forehead. "Sure."

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I know it's a short chapter and nothing really happened… but I don't really want to just skip nine months all at once without writing anything. Thank you all for reading it! I'll probably have a new chapter up soon! Hopefully... unless something happens, like I get sick again. That would not be good. :D

Oh yeah, and I didn't plan on bring Pete back in, I just happened to write it...

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