General Hammond sat at his desk, reading over a report the captain of SG-12 had written, when a timid knock sounded on his door.

He looked up to Sam looking in nervously. "Major Carter." He said as if her arrival was expected. "Come in."

Sam walked in slowly, caitously, before sitting across from him. She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it.

"Do you have something to tell me, Major?" Hammond asked, pushing the file aside.

"Yes, sir." She answered quietly, looking at her hands clasped on her lap. "Um, I'm pregnant."

"Congratulations." He said after a moment of silence, surprise obvious in his voice.

"Thanks." Sam muttered, looking up at him.

"Can I ask who the father is?"

She hesitated. "He's not from the base." She hedged.

"Old friend?"

"Uh, not exactly, sir..." She took a deep breath. Then she blurted out, "I was raped when we were on P3X-295."

"What?!" He exclaimed, the anger obvious in his voice. "By whom?"

"Keegan... sir."

"Why wasn't Colonel O'Neill informed?"

"Er, I told him a few hours ago. He confronted me in my lab. I asked him to let me tell you myself. He only agreed if I promised to tell you today."

"Well, would you like me to try and make contact with the Tok'ra and get in touch with Jacob?" Hammond asked.

"No, not yet." Sam answered quickly. She'd thought this over. Janet's pregnancy test could still be wrong, even though that change was extremely slim. She could not be pregnant and this could all be a false call. But, if that was so, why had she told Colonel O'Neill she was pregnant? She'd seen the utter disappointment and pain in his eyes. If she'd told him that, then told him all that it wasn't true, what would he say? And why had she told General Hammond just now? She was waiting, for a month or two, maybe three, and if she didn't show any signs of pregnancy, she'd know she wasn't. But, and she was only about a day or two pregnant, she was showing signs. "I don't want to tell him yet. I'm still coming to terms with it myself."

"Right. Either way, congratulations." Hammond smiled at her with a kind of grandfatherly love. Sam smiled back, stood and left Hammond's office.

Jack was waiting for her at the briefing table, fiddling with a pen he had either brought with him, or was still lying on the table from a briefing.

"Sir." Sam said in surprise.

"Hey, Carter." Jack answered, standing up.

"What are you doing here?"

"What's it look like, Carter? I'm waiting for you."

"Why?" Sam asked in shock.

"It's almost 9:30 at night, and I know you didn't eat lunch or dinner. That's not good for a pregnant woman."

Sam frowned. "So?"

Jack grinned at her. "So I'm taking you to dinner, Carter."

She smiled now. "Thank you, sir. That's very... kind of you." She noticed he was wearing his civvies.

"It's nothing, Carter." He said, waving away her comment. "Now let's go. O'Malley's good for you?"

"Yes, sir." She answered.

"Go change into your civvies and meet me topside."

Sam nodded and headed off to the locker room, aware Jack's eyes followed her out.

Above I say that Jack was waiting for Sam at the briefing room table, which is right outside Hammond's office. I'm not 100% sure that's true, but that's how it looked to me in several episodes. Oh, and all your reviews are greatly appreciated.