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It had been easier than she had thought, to tell everything to General Hammond. She had surprised Jack by saying that she wanted to tell the general the news herself, and he had reluctantly let her walk inside Hammond´s office alone. After she had finished, Hammond had nodded his head and pulled a piece of paper out from the file that had lay on the desk under his hands.
"It´s from the President." He had said before slipping the paper over his desk to Sam who took it from him.
"That´s it?" She had asked surprised after reading the text.
"That´s it, major." The old general had chuckled.
"That easy? Just like that?"
Hammond stood up from his chair and walked around the desk. He stopped in front of her. "Just like that, Sam." He said and reached for her hand to pull her up. "Now are you feeling okay?" His voice was gentle as he studied her tired face.
"I´m fine, sir." She said and he chuckled again. "I know I say that a lot." She smiled too. "But I really am fine." Her eyes settled back to the paper she was still holding. "Thank you, sir. Thank you so much."
"You deserve that. Both of you. All three of you." He smiled. "We´ll talk about your new position here later, and we have to find a replacement for you aboard SG-1, and knowing colonel O´Neill, it won´t be easy."
"Yes, sir." She tore her eyes from the paper and looked at the man in front of her. "Thank you." She said again, knowing her words would never be enough.
"You´re welcome." Hammond smiled. "Now, go find Jack. I´m sure he wants to know about this."
"Yes, sir." She walked to the door.
"Report to me tomorrow 0900 hours."
"Yes, sir."
She pulled the door closed after her and leaned against it, her eyes falling closed, the piece of paper still tightly in her hand. She let out a breath she had held probably ever since Janet had shown her the test results.
He waited her in her quarters, sitting on the chair, feet propped on the table, a small ball contacting the wall in front of him with a soft thud. He caught the ball and placed it on the table when she opened the door and stepped inside to room.
"We´re fine." A soft smile played on her lips.
"What?"
"We´re fine." She repeated and gave him the paper she had gotten from the general. "Because of the fact they owe us so much."
"They do owe us pretty much." He looked up from the paper. "Signed by the president. I knew there was a reason to vote that guy."
His strong arms circled around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her head against his shoulder. A silent tear was rolling down on her cheek and she let out a deep sigh.
He pulled back to look at her and more tears followed the first one. She smiled through her tears. "Happy tears." She promised and leaned against him.
"This is so unreal." She whispered to him.
"What is?"
She pulled back a little, only enough to look at his face. "Everything. We´re going to have a baby together. That I am able to do this, to be in your arms. I thought we never would have a chance."
"Looks like there´s someone up there who likes us after all." He said softly, glancing up to the ceiling.
"Thor?" She couldn´t help asking.
"Yes, Carter, I meant Thor." He mumbled against her neck.
She giggled a little and he lifted his head to look at her. "Sorry, sir. I know the rule about giggling."
"It´s a fine rule, Carter."
"Of course it is."
"Sam." He breathed out, almost like saying her name for the first time.
"Yes, Jack." She smiled, hands still wrapped around his neck.
"Can we name the kid Bart?"
"No."
"Lisa?"
"No."
"Maggie. Now that´s a cute name."
"No."
"Okay, I know, if it´s a boy, he will be Homer."
"I would never do such a thing to my child." She tried to hold back a smile.
"Marge?"
"No. No Simpsons characters."
"Well, I´m out of suggestions then."
"We´ll think of something." She promised before softly, so very gently pressed her lips against his.
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