A/N: So sorry for the wait! My sister just emailed this to me. Have fun! Oh, and this is turning out to be a little bit more of a political satire than I first thought, so take all the stuff about inflation, gas prices and energy costs with a grain of salt.
"Are you sure that it's okay for me to come with you guys?" Todd Howardson asked, as the car his father, Marcus, drove inched closer to their destination. The knot in his stomach intensified as he remembered what had happened the last time he had dared to step foot into the mountain-if only he could get that out of his mind. Unfortunately, the mountain loomed before them and seemed to grow more threatening with each passing second.
Agatha looked at her son and patted his knee, "Of course it is, dear. You're not the same person you were three years ago – Kristina will understand that."
Todd looked at his mother and then at his sister with wide, yet hopeful eyes. To Melanie he said, "Yeah, but will her uncles?"
Melanie nearly glared at him, "Yeah, well, I'm not even sure you should be coming with us, Todd. Last time I spoke with Kristie about you meeting the kids she kicked me out of the house. She doesn't want to see you."
Todd just glared at his sister, "We'll see."
"Yeah, we will."
When Jack walked by the infirmary where Kristie, Sam and Janet were, he heard them talking about name possibilities for their young ones.
"So, Sam, what name are you thinking of for your baby boy?" Kristie asked as she readjusted the blanket that covered her modesty.
Sam groaned, "Actually, Jack and I can't think of any appropriate names. After I refused to name our baby after a cartoon character or Thor, he just stopped suggesting names."
Kristie and Janet giggled, knowing exactly what Sam meant.
"What about a biblical name?" Janet asked. "That's were Daniel and I got Hannah from."
Sam scrunched up her face, "I don't think so – I never really liked Bible names."
Kristie and Janet shared a look, then the younger woman spoke, "Yet your father's name is Jacob, your brother's name is Mark, your ex-fiancé was named Jonas – the other one named Pete which is derived from Peter, you've married a man whose real name is Jonathan, Jack's memory stamp name was Jonah, and your middle name is Elizabeth. Huh. You're pretty much surrounded by Bible names, my dear."
She sighed exasperatedly, "Fine. But, that doesn't mean that I have to like them. What names did you guys think of for the baby?"
"Reuben."
"Jeremiah."
"Luke."
"Abram."
"Leif."
"Hey! That's not a Bible name!" Kristie pouted.
"Jeremiah Leif O'Neill…" Sam said, half to herself and half to the other two women in the room with her. "I like it."
"So do I," Jack said, standing in the doorway, smirking at his wife, niece and doctor. "It sounds perfect."
Sam smiled lovingly at him, "Glad you like it."
Jack looked at his watched and winced, "Sorry, I've gotta go. Thor's supposed to arrive in ten minutes."
When Jack was gone, Kristie turned to Janet, "What's her middle name?"
"Odette. Hannah Odette Jackson."
"It's beautiful."
The Howardson family had just parked their car when their escort (two SF's) came out to meet them. "Sirs, ma'am, miss, please follow us," the first one said. "Mrs. O'Connor won't be joining you due to the fact that she just gave birth, but the children are very excited to see you again," he continued to tell the quads' grandparents.
They were nearing the nursery when they saw a rather interesting group heading their way from the opposite direction. Todd coward back in fear: leading the group was Jack O'Neill, Jacob Carter and Jeff O'Connor.
Jacob's eyes flashed as he saw whom it was and was about to do serious bodily harm to the man when Selmak took control quite forcefully. It is not our place to harm him! Selmak said soothingly and warningly to her host. We must wait and be patient, Jacob.
'It doesn't mean I have to like it,' her host shot back in anger.
Before someone from the alien group could do something drastic, Todd meekly said, "Please. I just want to see my kids."
Jeff glared at him, "They don't even know about you. I'm their dad."
Todd's eyes were determined as they looked back at him, "Please. You don't have to tell them who I am. I just want to see them."
Jack was about to protest, but Selmak stopped him by saying, "It is up to Jeff whether you will see them or not. Kristina is currently with her new born child."
Melanie perked up at that, "She had the baby? Can I see her?"
Jack turned his attention to Todd's younger sister, "Maybe. It depends."
Throughout their conversation, Jeff and Todd had locked eye contact and the Air Force officer was trying to judge what he should do. He finally nodded slightly, "You can see them. But if you do something I don't like then you're going to have to leave. Okay?"
Todd nodded immediately. He was willing to accept any boundary Jeff put on him if it meant he could see his kids.
Jeff nodded again, "Okay then. Let's go."
Kristie giggled again as she talked with the two other mothers in the infirmary. This was so much better than having a private room! Plus, she wasn't sure the SGC could afford to give each laboring mother a private room with how high energy costs were.
Siler peeked into the room, his face asking admittance into the make-shift maternity ward. It was rather surprising that after Kristie gave birth the first time and with the outrageously high number of pregnant women working at the SGC, they didn't have a real maternity ward.
Sam grinned at Sgt. "Sparky" Siler, "Come on in, Siler. I'm sure you want to take down names, weights and all that fun stuff for the betting pools."
He walked into the room holding three humongous teddy bears – one green, another brown and the third pink. Kristie got the pink one, Sam the brown one and Janet the green one. "These are from the techs: we didn't think you'd have ones quite like these."
"Why?" Janet asked, curious about the origins of the ginormous stuffed animals.
Siler mumbled something underneath his breath. "What was that?" Sam asked with a smile on her face.
"Their from P2X-574," he said in a louder voice that all three women could hear.
"Aww, that's so sweet," Kristie said with a smile. It was sweet: P2X-574 was more famous for their outrageous prices than New York, Paris and Milan – combined.
Siler blushed and looked down. "It was Walter's idea."
There was a knock on the door and Lt. Colonel Ferretti popped his head inside. "Can I get the Intel?"
Sam nodded while the three women laughed at his question. Ferretti walked in with a legal pad and pen in hand. "Start with Janet – there's been a record number of bets onto what the name will be."
Janet grinned, "Her name is Hannah Odette Jackson; seven pounds, two ounces."
"Okay," Ferretti said, turning to Sam.
"Jeremiah Leif O'Neill; six pounds, eleven ounces."
Kristie smiled down at the baby girl in her arms, noticing how Siler discretely left the room. When Ferretti looked back up at her she said, "Raesha Isabelle O'Connor; nine pounds exactly."
Ferretti clicked his pen shut when he was finished recording the information, and left with a smile, "Thank you very much ladies. You know, someone actually bet that all three of you would give birth today?"
"Who?" the three of them asked at the same time.
"Thor."
A/N: So? What do you guys think? Please review!
