Chapter 9: Dum Dum Da Dum
March 26, 2003
Samantha Carter, dressed only in a robe, looked down at the outfit spread out on her bed. It was beautiful and slightly complicated. Standing for a moment hands on hips and biting her lip she studied it for the hundredth time before backed away from it slowly and heading towards her guest room.
Poking her head in she saw that the woman she needed was still asleep. "Jan?" No answer. Sam padded over to her best friend's bed and put herself in Janet's face. "Janet." A little stirring this time. She reached out and gently shook her friends shoulder. Janet rolled over and cracked an eyelid.
"Hey Sam."
Sam climbed shyly into bed with her friend. "Hey Janet." The other woman smiled to herself, a quick look alerted her to the fact that it was only 07:20.
"You, uh, needed something I hope." Sam nodded into the pillow. Janet sighed and rubbed her back. "Okay."
After laying there for a few moments Sam collected herself. "I'm going to need some help with thee uh, dress."
Janet nodded. "Okay." Giving the other woman another minute before throwing her out of bed Janet took the time to actually wake up. "Let's get some breakfast first." Sam got up but shook her head.
"No, cant. Not hungry."
Janet took Sam's hands. "Honey I know you are nervous right now but you need to eat something, even if it's just some toast." Sam nodded slowly and followed her friend into the kitchen.
"Janet! That's wonderful!"" Sam propels herself forward as you give Daniel a nice manly hug. "Congratulations man."
You look over your wife of six months and think over how much your life has changed even in just the past six months.
She's wearing her favorite tee-shirt. It was yours once.
Sam and Janet both stood over the bed looking down at the lacy stuff that was splayed out on it. Janet took Sam's hands. "It's beautiful."
Sam's hand covered her mouth, subtly wiping at tears, as she nodded. "Yeah, I know."
"Well then. Let's out it on."
As they placed the baby in your arms you know immediately you want another one. Now. "He's beautiful Daniel."
"I'm glad you think so because we're naming him after you."
You look back at the little tiny person in your arms shocked. It was a wonderful feeling to know that this little baby was almost like a mini-you. Yet you wish an easier life for your namesake.
"Jonathan Walker Jackson."
You hand the baby back to Daniel as something warm and sticky lodges itself in your throat. "Thank you."
Working out your feelings on the drive home you decide that it is definitely time for another Carter-O'Neill to join the clan. When you get home she's sitting on the floor in the living room. Hearing you enter but not giving you time to inform her of your epiphany or even say hello she holds up three different colored jar of toenail paint.
"Which one do you like?"
You find yourself actually thinking and caring about your answer.
Sam stood in front of the mirror studying and admiring the outfit she had finally gotten on. Janet still buttoning her up the back.
"Beautiful sweetheart."
Sam sighed, not feeling guilty at all this time. "I'm ready."
You both had just gotten back from Washington last night. Late. First Annual NORAD Ball, more like First Annual Bureaucratic Bull Convention. Smelling coffee you tear yourself away from the warm slumber to pad into the kitchen. She's standing over the counter with a steaming mug in her hand but last time you checked coffee didn't use teabags, she's flipping through a random magazine.
Watching her from the door way you realize again how beautiful and sexy she is. Fer cryin out loud, she beautiful all the time. Somehow it didn't matter whether she was wearing that dazzling blue dress from last night or was standing completely unmade in your kitchen in jeans and sleep tousled hair.
Suddenly she looks up, finds your eyes, and smiled. Chewing on her bottom lip she leans forward. You see the invitation in her eyes and stalk forward. As you reach her she places a restraining hand on your chest.
"Jack.. I have some news…"
Janet and Cassie helped Sam out of the limo where all the bridesmaids were waiting, they were the 11 other women who were part of off world teams. Sam smiled and serenely walked towards her future, clasping each other the woman's hands as she passed. As the front doors opened her heart began to race.
"Daddy?"
Jacob came from the side to take her arm and squeezed her hand.
"Sir! Respectively, get the hell out of my way!" They way her eyes flash in anger you can't help but to smile.
"Sam. Are you sure this is what you want?"
She melted. "Yes Jack."
"Okay."
Time to add Head of Science and Research to hot wife alert.
He looked so dashing. They had decided on a civilian wedding with military honors. So Jack, Daniel, and Teal'c were all outfitted in tuxes. AS Sam made her way down the aisle she feel everyone looking at her, the adrenaline causing butterflies to swarm and fly like they were on speed in her stomach. Her vision tunneled and she focused on her destination. Him
Your son is putting the blocks together. He organizes them in all different ways color, shape, size, is they fit. You're thinking he might have baby OCD. Yep, Jacob definitely inherited his mommy's brains and you're positive this next one will too. Those Gifted and Talented Classes better watch out.
The silence that had enveloped her on the walk down was broken when he took her hands. They both smiled and suddenly she wasn't nervous. He leaned over. "You look beautiful." She looked down at the dress. It was the same one her mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother had all worn. Her daughter was going to have it too.
"Thank you."
She's rolling around on the floor. When she first walked in so stiff and angry you could never had imagined her rolling around on the floor with your children. The phone rings and she jumps up before you can tear you eyes away.
"Sam O'Neill." And you smile because life is so worth living when she shares your last name.
"Jack, it's for you." You take the phone but wait a minute before speaking into it because she has just gone back to being to damn cute.
His little girl. So beautiful and so grown up.
/She's not so little now Jacob/
She'll always be my little girl Sel
Selmack gave her host a warm mental hug and tried to cheer him up with thoughts and memories of his grandchildren. The embodiment of the good Sam and Jack had done together.
It helped a little but still only 20ft away his little girl was leaving him forever.
I have to say I never thought this day would come. I mean they were always Sam and Jack, always putting up boundaries and impossible walls, never fully acknowledging the SamJack that was there. And now, well now it's so official. Don't get me wrong I've been rooting for them since I heard about the arm wrestling competition I guess I just expected it to be harder, more drama.
You surprised her on your second anniversary with a trip up to the cabin. You had spent the entire trip before planting her favorite flower in front of the porch. She tears up and you hug, which lead to a kiss which leads to more and you're glad you left the kids with Daniel.
Finally. I do not know how much longer Major Carter and O'Neill could have waited or how many more excuses they could fabricate. What they will never know is how close DanielJackson and I came to locking them in a closet.
For their own good health of course.
Oh Jack O'Neill, you stubborn sonofa- Anyway. Henry and I have waited a long time for you to finally get your act together and bring her to this day. Bravo, bravo.
She as made you so lucky. Number four is on the way and damn do you want to know what it is but no she is too sneaky for you. She promised not to tell about the time you cried during one of her chick flicks but only if you stop asking. Fer cryin out loud! It was one time.
You can't help but love her.
"Do Samantha Elisabeth Carter take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?
Do you pledge yourself to him through sickness and health, good times and bed, until death do you part?"
Forever is a long time. "I do."
"And do you Jonathan O'Neill take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?
Do you pledge yourself to her through sickness and health, good times and bed, until death do you part?"
"I already have."
"Then I pronounce you man and wife. Many now kiss the bride."
And did he kiss that bride.
You spin you ring because it what gets you through the day not the stars on your shoulder.