Chapter 9 – With You

Spoilers: Threads – Season 8 - AU from thereon

Pairings: Jack & Sam of course

Summary: Sam is waiting desperately for Jack to return through the wormhole.

Thank you so much to everyone who has reviewed so far. I really appreciate it.

Sorry guys, decided against a sequel, decided to write more in this fic instead. I re-read it a couple of times and think that I just ended it too abruptly.

General Jack O'Neill (retired), leader of the SGC, husband and now father to a beautiful little girl awoke from a terrifying nightmare. A guttural curse escaping his lips, followed by a "goddamnit, not again". Slowly he raised himself out of bed, careful not to wake the sleeping forms of his two most precious girls.

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Sam had brought the baby back to their bed to give her her 2am feeding. As Sam was feeding her, Jack lay as he usually did, watching them. He was still in awe of these two in his life and remember that day 4 months ago.

When he had arrived home from his previous Asgard encounter, after they had retrieved the memory from his mind, they had barely made it home before Sam had gone into labour. Her labour had been very tiring and painful, like most first pregnancy's, but Sam's was a little different, it was more intense and despite being tiring it was still quite quick. The Doctor at the SGC infirmary believed that the speed of the delivery could have been due to the naquadah in Sam's blood. Jack didn't want to be at the business end of the delivery, he wanted to be holding Sam's hand, bathing her face with a wet cloth, gazing into her eyes, trying to help ease her pain and finally when their daughter was placed on her stomach, he kissed them both, cherishing the memory forever. Later, all three of them lay together, the baby, between them, suckling from her mother, her father laying on his side caressing his new daughter, whispering sweet nothings to both his wife and child. Raising his face to his exhausted Sam's, gazing into her tired, yet bright crystal pools a single word slipped from his lips "Janet". Tears sprang to his wife's eyes as she nodded her approval of the name, then whispering through her tears "Janet".

These last four months had been almost surreal to Jack, he had never felt so at peace with life, but that was until the nightmares started again, some 4 days ago.

As he made his way into the kitchen, he reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a carton of milk, taking a huge swig.

He was unsure why he was dreaming these dreams again, they were different from the previous one he had encountered, this time, they were about Sam and the baby, they had been taken by a new enemy, one they hadn't seen before. Jack decided that he wasn't going to let this go on like before, he had no intentions of having another Ancients episode, he would get a grip on this one before it went too far. He resolved to contact Thor as soon as possible.

Gazing out of the kitchen window into the early morning sky, he didn't hear her coming up behind him, until her hands were around his waist.

"Couldn't sleep?"

"Not that, nightmare."

"What sort of nightmare?"

"Like the last one, before the Ancient stuff happened. Don't worry baby, I'm gonna contact Thor. I'm sure the Asgard will be able to shed some light on it, or maybe I still can't believe that I deserve all this happiness".

"Jack, we deserve this happiness"

"You're absolutely right baby. Speaking of babies, is Janet is our bed or her bed"

"I've put her back in her cot, hopefully she'll sleep for a few more hours"

"Good, lets go back to bed, I wanna practice more baby making"

"Jack, you're incorrigible!" Sam exclaimed as he collected her in his arms, and marched purposefully back to their bed.

tbc..