Sam returned to Jack's office shortly. "Sir?"
He looked up. "Oh, Carter. Come in."
"Do you have any idea of where I could keep Daniel? The lab is a bad idea, so's the infirmary…"
"Well, we could keep him in the brief…no, there are stairs." He corrected himself.
She propped Daniel on her hip. "And all of the VIP suites are occupied…"
"Hey! Didn't you ask for a couple of portable cribs in that order for the refugees? Use that. That way, you'll be able to keep him in the lab, or wherever you're going to be."
She grinned. "I'll be able to keep working!"
"Carter, you don't have to…"
"I know, but I can do it."
"Carter, I was just going to remind you that your assignment currently is to take care of young Danny. If you don't get to your doohickeys today, no big deal."
"You know, sir, that's really sweet, but I'll be able to handle it. Thanks."
With that, she smiled and walked out of the room.
About an hour later, Jack walked into Sam's lab to find her playing with Daniel.
"Ma ma ma," he started.
She echoed him and they would laugh.
The game continued for a few more minutes before Sam realized that he was there, and she turned, embarrassed.
"It's okay, Carter. I only stopped by to say that Doc Fraiser confirmed that this is Daniel." He said, walking into the room.
As he approached the portable crib, Daniel raised his arms and squeaked a couple of times.
"Oh, you want to get out, do you?" Jack asked, bending down and picking him up.
Daniel reached for Jack's cap. He laughed. "Okay, kid...here you go."
In an instant, the cap was on the small child's head, covering his eyes. The adults chuckled. "Well, Carter? Ready to go?"
"Almost. I just need to find a carseat we can borrow until we get one of our own, and I need to change into my civilian clothes, grab the diaper bag, and all that fun stuff!"
"Carseat taken care of...Sgt. Connie Smith has one in her trunk for her neice. She said we could borrow it."
Sam smiled gratefully. "Then I guess, I'll need you to grab the diaper bag and watch Daniel while I change."
"No problem. Wouldn't want little Daniel to get an eyefull."
She looked at him, curiously.
"He might remember it..." He said, trying to regain his 'authority.'
She laughed. "Yes, sir."