And here is chapter three! This one kind of wrote itself, so it may be a little rough... I wrote it really fast, it may be rushed, not sure...

Fantasy Forest - I can't believe the series didn't conclude either... It made me a bit mad! ;) As for your questions - wait and see!

angel in pink - I love Grace too - it's really fun to write her character!

Trinitystargazer3 - I'm glad you like it! And I'll fix that nit right away!

And now... *drumroll*... CHAPTER THREE!

Chapter Three

Sam walked into the house half an hour later and saw Jack and Grace sleeping. They both looked so peaceful, so happy, it almost broke her heart. A tear ran down her cheek, and she batted it away.

God! Why am I so emotional today? Deep down, she knew why. It wasn't just because Hannah died or because she was suddenly a mother. No, the real reason stemmed deep below the events of the day. But she wasn't quite ready to admit that reason to herself.

She tiptoed into the kitchen and started to put the things she bought away. Then she put her suitcases in the guest room. When she came out of the room, she tripped over a bag she had forgot to put away. She caught herself, but the contents of the bag went spilling out everywhere, waking Jack up with a start.

"Sam?" he cried, sounding a bit too desperate.

"I'm fine. I just tripped."

He walked over to her. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes. I'm fine."

"Are you hungry? It's past dinnertime."

"Yes, what are we having?"

"I have a frozen pizza."

"That sounds surprisingly good."

"Okay, I'll make it up."

He went into the kitchen and Grace woke up and walked over to Sam.

"Up," she stated.

So, Sam picked her up.

"And how are you doing today, Grace?"

"Good!"

"Jack? Did you get the tickets straightened out?"

"Yep. I'll load up the car tonight and we'll need to leave around 8:30."

"Okay, I'll pack up the things that Grace needs."

He put the pizza in the oven and Sam handed Grace to him. Then she went off to pack for Grace.

After eating pizza, Jack filled the car with all of their things to take on the plane.

"How long is the flight, Jack?" His face lit up yet again at how easily she'd gotten into the habit of using his name.

"Almost two hours."

"I've never flown with a kid before."

"I flew with Charlie a few times, when he was little."

"How did it go?"

"It was... interesting."

"We'll have to see how she does."

"I'm sure she'll be okay."

"Well, I should go to bed."

"Goodnight Sam."

"Goodnight Jack."

With that she was off to bed.

The next morning, she was up and showered by 7:30. By then, Grace had woken up and Sam fed her while Jack got ready. She changed Grace out of her pajamas and put her into the car. They were off right before 8:30.

They checked in and boarded the plane in good time, but Grace had already started getting restless. Jack had brought a etch-a-sketch along which seemed to occupy Grace until she was ready to take a nap. She woke up just before they landed.

"Well, that could've gone a lot worse," Sam said, relieved.

"Yeah, see. I told you she'd be fine."

They got into the rental car Jack had arranged for and it even came with a car-seat installed.

A half-hour later, they had arrived at the cabin.

"Jack! It's beautiful!"

Sam got out of the car and opened the trunk. She grabbed a couple suitcases. Jack got Grace out of the car and they headed into the cabin.

"Wow! This place is amazing!" Sam said, once they were inside.

"I tried to tell you."

"You and I both know I couldn't say yes back then."

"That reason still stands, you know."

"Don't remind me if you don't want me to leave..."

"I don't want you to leave, Sam. I've been trying to drag you up here for eight years. And now I finally have gotten my chance."

"Yes, you have."

"I'm going to call the General and inform him of the... events of the past few days."

"I'll go get the rest of our things out of the car."

Jack pulled out his cell phone (thanks to Teal'c he finally knew he had reception) and dialed General Hammond's office.

Sam took her suitcases into one of the bedrooms and put Jack's bags in the other. She put Grace's things in the living room, since she wasn't quite sure where she would be sleeping.

She overheard Jack finish up his conversation with the General.

"Yes, sir." Pause. "That sounds great." Pause. "Thank you, sir." Pause. "Goodbye." He hung up his phone and walked back into the living room, where Sam was standing.

"General Hammond says that he'll put SG-1 on leave until I... we figure out the Grace situation."

"Gwace!" Grace squirmed in his arms. "Me!"

Jack handed her to Sam.

"What time is it, Sam?"

She glanced at her watch.

"1300."

"Lunch?"

"Sure, sounds great... but we don't have any food."

"I'll have to go get some then, won't I?"

"Okay, Jack."

He picked up the keys and went out the door.

"Well, Grace. Let's see what we brought for you, shall we?"

She opened up one of Grace's bags and found clothes, blankets, and diapers. She opened the other bag and found some books and toys.

"Okay Grace, what do you want to play with?"

"Book!"

"Which book?" She held out two choices for her. Grace pointed to one.

"Cinderella? That's a great book."

Sam sat down with Grace on her lap and started to read. She soon noticed that this was an adapted, younger version of Cinderella, but Grace seemed to enjoy it all the same.

When they finished that book, they sat down on the ground and played with a 5 piece puzzle. Grace took great pleasure in putting the puzzle together, and then taking it apart, throwing pieces all over the place.

Almost an hour later, Jack finally came back to the cabin. He started to put the groceries away and Grace ran (as best she could) over to him.

Sam put the various toys and books back into Grace's bag and walked over to help put things away.

"I see you guys had fun," he said, teasing Sam.

"Yes we did. Something wrong with that?"

"Nothing at all, Sam."

Their eyes locked and they slowly moved closer to each other, until Grace decided she was hungry.

"Eat," she insisted. When that didn't work she toddled over to Jack and pulled on his pant leg. "Eat!"

They were pulled out of the trance and Jack started making lunch. Sam noticed that Jack had a high-chair sitting by his dining table. She gently placed Grace in it and Jack brought the food over to the table.

They ate in, for the most part, silence, only interrupted when Grace wanted more to eat or drink.

They finished eating and Jack took the plates over to the sink and put them in.

"Jack," Sam started.

"Yes?"

"Since you're here, I decided you might want to do a little fishing. I'd be willing to watch Grace while you do." She was hopeful that he'd accept, because she knew he had planned this trip so he could fish. By himself.

"That sounds great," he began, "if you really don't mind."

"Not at all."

"I'll go do that right away." He grabbed his fishing pole and his jacket and pulled a lawn chair onto the dock.

Sam smiled to herself, thankful that he would be able to get a little relaxation time in before they had to make any of the life-altering decisions. Yes, those could wait until later.

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Chapter four should be up soon... not sure where the story is going quite yet, though.