OOokay, uhm, I had someone tell me "I think a c-section is called for!" uhm, yes, probably. I didnt quite think about it though when I wrote it (since everything's written ahead of time), and I wanted them all to be in the room (well, you'll see) when it happened...so uhm, sorry about that little...error? Thanks though stc! I might have to re-write and re-post this chapter. and "entropic" cascade faliure? crap? That's like "lofitly wedded..." I make horrible mistakes like that ((blush)) thanks for the heads up

Chapter Four: The Attack

Last time: "It was just the other day that we heard the news about the ship…," she said, her eyes clouding over. "It seemed as though it completely disappeared off of the radar. A smaller vessel, a submarine, dispatched from Russia, went to check it out. We heard of their submarine, and, in a panic, sent our own out after them. When our submarine made it to the site, we saw the Russian vessel. It was a mess, looking like it had been chewed on all over by countless insects. We went to inspect it and that's when we found them. The replicators," she said, stopping to suck in a breath as another pain shot across her stomach.

Carter cast a nervous glance at the clock, and then back at the Lieutenant. The contractions were coming almost five minutes apart. As her alternate self took a swig of water, waiting to catch her breath again, Carter alerted the others to the time. Teal'c slipped out of the room silently to get the doctor. Samantha barely noticed his lack of presence before continuing.

"We launched an attack on them, sure that we succeeded. It was a day later when we realized the base was infested. We'd switched on the news too, only to see reports about them from all the other countries of the world. It was then we realized we were screwed. Yesterday, they began attacking us…Jack, Daniel and Teal'c ushered me to the gate room…but, they were all over the gate and the computers. Daniel was the one who thought of the Quantum Mirror. We ran for the room it was being held in as best as we could, I could only run so well, after just going into labor. We had replicators at our heels. Daniel, Teal'c and Jack kept them at bay," she paused, her eyes flicking to O'Neill, who hadn't missed the both times she used his alternate self's first name. He nodded silently, avoiding looking at Major Carter as he did, and she continued.

"We got to the mirror just in time to turn the device on. They sent me through, telling me they'd be right behind me. I touched the mirror and looked back for them, but they waved at me one last time and shut it off. I collapsed and woke up…here," she finished with a whisper and another grunt of pain.

Before any of them could ask any more questions, or even say any words of comfort, the door flew open and Janet Frasier walked in. She eyed up her patient for a moment, then the visitors. "I'll need you all out," she said, her voice stern, but kind. "She's too close to delivery."

Each nodded in understanding, hauling themselves up from the seat and making their way to the door. But Samantha had other ideas. Her hand snaked around to grab O'Neill's wrist before he could leave, and tightened on Carter's hand. She looked Fraiser in the eye, "Let them stay, please…"

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It was about an hour later, and Lieutenant Carter was minutes away from delivery. Sweat poured down her ashen face and her eyes rolled wildly, flicking from Sam to Jack to Janet at her feet. As another wave of pain rolled over her, her eyes began rolling into the back of her head.

"Sam," a voice said, calling her back. "Samantha, stay with me, you're almost there, I need you to give a final push."

The Lieutenant struggled for conciousness, tightening her grasp on the Colonel and Majors hands, grunting in pain. Over her head, Carter and O'Neill exchanged a nervous glance, each shifting their attention back to Samantha when Janet said, excitedly, "I see a head!"

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Ten minutes later, Major Carter was holding a sleeping baby boy, with a tuft of dark hair and shimmering blue eyes, in her arms, looking down on her softly. She looked up to the baby's mother, who was lying on the bed, pale white and sweating, breathing deeply. Sam couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry in her heart.

On the other side of the bed, O'Neill whisked away a stray hair from the Lieutenants face. He glanced up to Carter, holding the small child delicately in her arms, and felt his breath catch. Swallowing, he looked back to the Lieutenant. "What's his name?" he asked softly.

"Isaac," two voices chorused. Lieutenant Carter blinked her eyes open to look at the Major, smiling gently. "I guess even in other realities, we think alike," she murmured softly before closing her eyes again.

Sam smiled, and shifted her gaze to the Colonel, who was casting her a disbelieving look. Shrugging, she bounced the baby softly in her arms. After a moment, she looked up again, only to see O'Neill's eyebrows knitted together. "Sir?" she asked quietly.

He parted his lips slightly before saying anything. When he did speak, he was hesitant. "Who's his father?" he asked softly.

After a deep breath, Samantha's eyes blinked open, and she glanced at O'Neill, smiling warmly. "You are, silly," she said, before she closed her eyes again and the machines attached to her started beeping.

Sam was glad she had enough sense of mind to put the baby down on the bed in front of her before her world went black and she collapsed.

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One more chapter! I think! THanks for all your support so far everyone!