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Here are some more revelations from Sam's past.

CHAPTER 16

The car ride home was one of complete silence. When Jack pulled the car into the driveway Sam practically jumped out of the car and ran for the door. Waiting for Jack to unlock it seemed like and eternity to her. She knew she had to tell him the truth, but she wasn't sure if she could. She had barely been able to tell Janet everything, but the doctor had already known that this was not her first pregnancy. Telling Jack was going to be harder than telling Janet.

Sam sat down on the couch and waited for Jack to join her. He sat and for a moment she said nothing; she couldn't even look at him. Then, taking a deep breath, she turned to him.

"I didn't tell you the whole truth the other night. What Janet said was true; this is not my first pregnancy. Six years ago when I was still at NID, I had a baby."

"I take it Dan Martin was the father?"

"Yeah; I told you that Dan practically saved my life by getting me away from Jonas. It was shortly after the joint task force was formed; I came home late one night and Jonas was in a bad mood. We got into a big fight, yelling and screaming at each other. I saw Jonas pull his hand back to hit me and the next thing I knew he was down on the ground being cuffed. Apparently I had forgotten some of the filed back at the office so Dan volunteered to bring them to me. He had heard the argument from down the hall and luckily I had not locked my front door behind me. Dan took him downstairs to have a conversation and that was the last I ever saw of Jonas Hanson.

"I guess you could rack it up to his playing the hero and all the time we spent together at work, but we started getting closer. He finally proposed and we were planning our wedding when the whole op went down. We came home to face all the funerals and the review boards; I started feeling sick but put it down to all the stress that I was going through. It wasn't until three months later that I figured out that I was pregnant.

"Everything was going fine. I was working a desk in D.C and preparing for the birth of my child. The doctors called it a perfect pregnancy; the morning sickness stopped after the first trimester, there were no abnormal mood swings, all my appointments showed that I was having a healthy baby boy. I went into labor a week early. Five hours into the labor the baby began to show signs of distress."

"What happened?"

"The doctor decided that under the circumstances it would be best to do an emergency c-section. They delivered him, but there were immediate problems. It was obvious the second that he was born that something was wrong. He, uh, he died about three minutes after he was born."

"Oh Sam, I am so sorry. To think that all these years…"

"All these years what, Jack?"

"All these years when you tried to help me on Charlie's birthday or the anniversary of his death, I told you that you would never understand what I was going through because you had never lost a child. Why didn't you say anything?"

"I don't know. Part of me wanted to forget that I had a little boy who never had a chance. In a way, and it is going to sound stupid, I was jealous. You had eight wonderful years with Charlie. When my son was born he didn't even cry. They took him to the other side of the room; I remember looking at him and I could see that his eyes were open, almost as if he was looking right at me, but he never even breathed."

"Did you name him?"

"Daniel Jacob Martin, after his father and grandfather."

"Sounds fitting. Did they ever find out what went wrong?"

"No, which was why Janet and my doctor in D.C were so concerned about it? With this history and with everything that has happened since I came to SGC,—Jolinar mostly—they thought that we could have some serious problems."

"Where is he?"

"He's buried in Washington next to his father."

"An appropriate place."

"I thought so. They have each other. I'm sorry about keeping this from you."

"Don't apologize Sam. There are some things that you like to keep secret. I've known you for five years now and I still don't talk about Charlie."

"And you don't have to."

"One day, I would like to tell you about him."

"One day when you are ready to, I'll be here to listen."

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By the end of the week Janet had declared Sam and the baby both fit and allowed her off of bed rest. Over the past few weeks Jack had reached a decision. While he was happy that he and Sam were making progress on their relationship, he still did not like the fact that they were not a real couple. Sam had agreed to forgo the house hunting and stay with Jack until after the baby was born, but Jack was unhappy. She had said until after the baby was born, which meant that she was planning on moving out—with the baby. Jack knew that he loved Sam and that he would never be happy as a part time dad. He wanted to be around his child all the time, not just on weekends and occasional holidays. He wanted the whole package, Sam and the baby.

On Friday night Jack had decided that since they were tired of being in the house all the time they would go out for dinner. He had a hidden agenda, but he wasn't going to let Sam know about it.

He took her to their favorite restaurant and intended to wine and dine her (okay maybe not wine her, but he was definitely going to knock her socks off). It did not go unnoticed to Sam how nervous he seemed to be, and after they finished with the main course, she called him on it.

"Everything okay Jack?"

"What?" he asked looking at her.

"Is everything okay, you seem a little nervous?"

"Sam I have been doing some thinking over the past couple of weeks and I think we need to have a serious talk."

"Has something happened?" She was more than a little nervous.

"No, nothing like that Sam. I've been doing some thinking about us. I know that over the past year we have had our share of problems; but I also know that we were happy. Yes, I know that the past three months have put a strain on our relationship and it is going to take some work to fix it, but I think we're doing pretty well so far."

"I suppose so. I mean you are right, there have been some things that have kept us apart but we are getting past them. We may never have what we did but we have a great friendship and a baby on the way."

"Is that all we have Sam, a friendship and a baby?"

"What else is there?"

"Love"

"Of course there is Jack."

"Do you love me Sam? Not just as a friend or the father of your baby, but as me?"

"You know that I do Jack; I never stopped. Why are you asking me this?"

"Because there is something that I want to ask you Sam; it is something that I was thinking about earlier, before everything happened."

"What Jack?"

"I love you with all of my heart Samantha Carter, and I would like to make our family official. What I am asking is will you marry me Sam?"

Sam was stunned. She had dreamed of this moment for the past year, hell to be perfectly honest, since the first day that she met him. Her inner conscious was suddenly speaking up, and it was asking if this was the best idea seeing as everything that had happened recently.

"Sam?"

"Yes." She said before she even really thought about it.

"Did you just say yes?"

"That's an affirmative Colonel."

He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the small jewelry container that he had been hiding there all evening. He pulled the ring out of his pocket and slipped it onto her finger before reaching over and giving her a kiss.

"There is one more thing Sam."

"What?"

"Do me a favor and hold your hand up."

"What?"

"Just do it please."

She did as he asked and instantly knew why. Across the room were Daniel, Teal'c Janet and General Hammond. They all began to hug each other and celebrate.

"Can't even propose on your own?" she asked with a giggle.

"No, it's a little scary."

"What would everyone say if they found out that the great big Colonel Jack O'Neill was actually afraid of something?"

"You wouldn't dare."

"Try me in two months after I have been in labor for several hours."

"I am so screwed."