Thank you to all who reviewed the last chapter, it makes me feel better to know some people are still reading. Good news folks, I can see and ending on the horizon!
Thanks to Monica for reading over this for me and giving me advice on what to do with it -grin- you're a star!
This chapter will explain the name change to this story. Hope you all like.
12
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Sam groaned softly as she started to wake. Her hand went to her throat to massage it.
"Good to have you back Carter," a voice to her right said.
Sam turned her head so she could see who was talking to her. It didn't surprise her in the slightest when she saw it was Jack.
"How long was I out?" she asked, her voice all scratchy.
"A good few hours. It gave the staff enough time to get all that dust out of you, the blood shouldn't be coming up anymore either. You gave Jake quiet a scare," he replied.
"Oh God, Jake! Is he okay?" she asked as she tried to sit up.
"He's fine, he's with Uncle Daniel and Uncle Teal'c. They're trying to keep him occupied until you woke up," Jack explained as he pushed her back down.
"Why are you here?"
"I was worried. Someone had to stay with you while you were out. And you woke up very briefly on the way to the infirmary, you said…"
"What? What did I say?" she asked, her curiosity peeked, not remembering the exchange herself.
"It doesn't matter what you said. All that matters now is you getting better, for Jake."
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Jack sat by Sam's bedside while she slept. He put his elbows on his knees and put his head in his hands as he exhaled slowly. He glanced towards the woman sleeping on the bed and shook his head. This certainly put a new twist on things as far as he was concerned. He was tempted to tell her what she had said when she had woken earlier, still in his arms.
/flashback/
Jack shifted her weight slightly as he neared the infirmary. She wasn't a light as she used to be.
"Jack?" she whispered softly.
His head snapped down to look at her, she never called him that. It wasn't until he found her eyes open and looking up at him that he was confident that he wasn't hearing things.
"We're almost there Sam," he reassured her, as they turned the last corner.
"Don't let go," she said quietly before she passed out again.
Jack came to a halt then, not fully believing what she had just said to him.
She didn't, did she? As quickly as he had stopped, he started moving again.
Once in the infirmary he noticed the ever efficient staff were waiting on them. He noticed Janet waiting by the first available bed and he made his way over to her. Gently he placed Sam on the bed and let the staff do their jobs.
Jack made his way over to the wall that held the phone and called the surface to inform Daniel what had happened. Once he had done that he looked over to the mother of his child and internally promised her that he would do as she asked.
He would never let go.
/end flashback/
Jack sighed as he replayed the memory over and over again. For a moment there he thought he had lost her.
He reached over and brushed some of her hair away from her face. A smile played on his lips, it was softer than he remembered it. He knew he shouldn't, but he liked how he could touch her again. It was innocent, out of protection and friendliness.
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"Wanna go see mummy!" Jake shouted.
"You can't go see her just now Jake, she's sleeping. You'll get to see her tomorrow," Daniel said to the unhappy child.
"Wanna see mummy now!" he crossed his arms over his chest and pouted his lips.
"Jake, please. You can see her all you want tomorrow, but right now you need to go to sleep," Daniel sighed.
"Daddy gets to see mummy!" he argued.
"I know that. Your dads looking after her," Daniel never knew that a child having a temper tantrum could be so exhausting.
"Wanna see mummy NOW!" Jake yelled, making his demands clear.
"Charlie Jacob O'Neill, your mother is sleeping and is not yet ready for visitors. You will do as Daniel Jackson has asked, and go to sleep. You may see both your parents tomorrow," Teal'c said with authority.
Jake looked up at his tallest and scariest looking Uncle, and backed down immediately. Even at his young age Jake knew not to cross the man. He jumped off the small stool he was standing on and ran across to the bed, which he struggled to climb on to.
Daniel took pity on the small boy and helped him onto the bed. Jake smiled his thanks. He looked across to the big man and dived under the covers.
"How'd you manage that?" Daniel asked once he was sure Jake was asleep.
"You must show the child who is in charge Daniel Jackson," he answered simply.
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It was morning when Sam next awoke, her throat dry and sore. As soon as her eyes were open a cup of ice chips were in front of her face.
"Want some?" Jack asked.
"Definitely," she tried to reply. Jack laughed softly at her weak response.
"Can you sit up yourself or do you need a hand?" he asked hesitantly.
Slowly Sam managed to get herself to sit up in the bed, she couldn't believe how weak she was. As soon as she was settled Jack held out the ice chips again.
"Thanks," she replied, her voice a little stronger.
They sat in silence for a few minutes before Sam had to say something.
"Colonel?" she asked, and waited for him to look at her. "Thank you for bringing me here."
"Not a problem Carter," he smiled.
"Did you stay all night?" she asked, already knowing the answer. She had woken a few times during the night because of her throat and had seen him sleeping in the chair next to her bed.
"Uh, yeah, I fell asleep where I was sitting," he admitted shyly.
"Thank you."
"What for?"
"For putting up with me. After all I've put you through. I don't deserve it," she looked at the cup of chips in her hands.
"I think I would've done the same in your position Sam. I know this isn't easy for you," he stood up and stretched again, still feeling stiff from sleeping in a chair all night.
"Colonel?"
"Yeah?" he asked as he turned to face her, and noticed a sad look in her eyes. "What's up?"
"I think we need to talk, properly. About everything," her eyes held his, daring him to look away.
"I thought I'd never hear you say that," he smiled. "But not here. And there's someone who wants to see you." he cocked his head in the direction of the doors.
From the corner of his eye he could see Jake having to be held down by Teal'c as he bounced up and down, getting ready to run to his mother. Jack nodded to Teal'c, who lifted his hands from the child's shoulders. It took Jake less than a second to notice that hands were no longer restraining him, and he was off, running to his mum.
Jack grabbed the boy by his waist and lifted him up in the air then settled him in his mothers arms. He looked at them through loving eyes. He had never seen them so happy.
He also knew that Sam would now be lost without her son. He was everything to her. He also knew that Jake was everything to him. He had only known the child two months and already he knew he would die if he lost him.
"Daddy," Jake said, breaking the silence.
"Yeah squirt?"
"I wants a sister."
