Sam was freaking out. Absolutely, 100% freaking the hell out. "Sam." She couldn't do this. Why did everything have to be so damn complicated? If she were just a regular person she could react like a normal person. She could be surprised about carrying twins and equally excited. "Sam." But no, she wasn't normal. She was the only direct descendant of some being by the name of Chaos and she couldn't be excited because she was too damn scared. "Samantha."

Sam looked up from her pacing to find Jack patiently watching her. At the news of the twins she had clamed up and Jack had asked for Jo to give them some privacy. Ever since then Sam had been pacing the small confines the curtain provided around the bed. "Sam," Jack said again as he moved from the bed to stand in front of her. He placed his hands on her upper arms, squeezing them gently in reassurance. "It's going to be alright."

"What if something happens Jack? You heard Oma. Chaos' line has consisted of only children. She made certain that there was only ever one child at a time. What if she's right? What if Chaos does actually prevent the existence of a second child? What if –"

"Samantha," Jack cut her off as he moved his hands from her arms to cup her face. "If you stress yourself out about this something will happen. You need to calm down." Sam took a deep breath trying to calm herself. "Now, does the Doc know about Chaos?"

"No," Sam whispered. "The President ordered that anything regarding Chaos be kept quiet. Janet is the only person outside of that briefing that knows about it. But no one else is to know, he doesn't even want Hailey to know."

"Okay, then let's just take a breath. We'll go back to our quarters and you can freak out there, 'kay?" Sam nodded her head and took another deep breath. Jack's hand's never left her face as he leaned down and gently kissed her lips.

They were stopped several times on their way through the halls as both officers and scientists needed to ask Sam questions or have her sign off on something. Eventually Jack just led her to her office knowing it would get her behind closed doors sooner. Just as the door to her office came into sight Jamie was suddenly by her side. "Hey Sam, Sir," Jaime greeted calmly.

"Hey Jaime," Sam smiled. "What's going on?"

"General Hammond wants you to give him a call. Something about a brief you sent him. Oh, and it turns out that SG-9 will be reporting tomorrow."

"That's early," Sam offered as she opened the door of her office. She nodded at Jaime and he stepped into her office. She followed him, moving behind her desk and Jack closed the office door before he sat next to Jaime.

"Yeah," Jaime continued. "Apparently they're excited to come see the outpost. They haven't been here since the SGC first took command," he offered nonchalantly. Jaime always did that for her. He always referred to it as the time the 'SGC took command', not the time she was tortured or the time she had been brought here by thirteen SG teams to help end her pain; she was thankful for it each time. "It seems they're enjoying egging on the other teams whose transfers you didn't accept."

"Damn it," Sam mumbled. Immediately her fingers began to fly across her computer keyboard. The familiar sound of an alarm going off had Sam's black phone ringing and she picked it up. "Yeah it's me," Sam offered before hanging up. Her hand never went anywhere near the Iris control and a soft beep began to sound from her monitor. Seconds after the beeping started it ended and General Hammond's voice could be heard coming from the computer.

"Colonel," he greeted easily.

"I'm sorry to bother you General but Jaime just informed me you called. He also mentioned that SG-9 was reporting early." Sam's tone made it evident that she wasn't sure she liked what she heard and wanted to know exactly what was going on.

"Ah, you heard about that then."

"I heard that SG-9 might be gloating over the other teams that volunteered for transfer. I would like to know what the situation is, Sir."

"Where is Jaime now?"

"Both Jaime and Colonel O'Neill are sitting directly across from me Sir."

Hammond chuckled and Sam automatically began to relax. "It's nothing serious Sam, if it were I assure you I would have brought it to your attention sooner. The other teams are taking it well enough."

"But?"

"But I thought you might like to know … in case you or the Colonel thought that SG-9's behavior was less than appropriate." Hammond offered her a smile.

Sam smiled back at him. "Do you have any suggestions on the matter Sir?"

"Oh I think you'll figure something out. Although, you should know that I ran into SG-7 in the armory. They were following your example Colonel."

"I don't understand Sir."

"They were all checking out Intar's. They wanted to check out Zat's but I told them that if they used an Intar instead I would pretend that I hadn't seen them."

Jack began to cough and Sam looked up to find him and Jaime trying not to laugh. The story of Sam shooting a green Marine with a Zat was a well known story – one Sam was certain she would never live down. "Would that have anything to do with SG-9 wanting to report early?" Hammond merely smiled and Sam smiled back at him mischievously. "When we're done I would like to speak with SG-7 if that's possible Sir."

"I think I can take care of that for you Colonel. But I would like a moment of your time in private Colonel."

Sam looked up to Jack and Jamie, without a word the two stood up and quietly left her office. Once the door closed behind them she looked back to Hammond expectantly. "The President agrees with your recommendations for the Tok'ra proposal. You'll need to inform them of his decision. He also wants you to help them with the move."

Sam sighed heavily at the news. She expected this but she already had so much on her plate. Speaking of … "I'll take care of it Sir but there's something else I need to talk with you about while I have you here."

Hammond's brow furrowed as he studied her. "What is it Sam?"

"Do you remember what Oma said about Chaos' line," she asked softly, unable to look at him.

"About there being only one child at a time?" Sam nodded her head just so but continued to stare down at her hands. "Sam?"

"I just had an appointment with Jo … apparently I'm carrying twins …" Sam looked up to him just in time to see his smile falter, just in time to see him make the connection.

"What does this mean Sam?"

"I don't know," she whispered. "I know Daniel, I'm sure he's been researching Chaos and probably my family. I don't want anyone to know about this Sir. In case something does happen … but, will you check with Daniel? See if he's found anything?"

"Of course … Sam, would you like me to tell Doctor Frasier?"

Sam gently nodded her head. She knew Janet and Jo planned to discuss her pregnancy on a regular basis. As it was no one would know where she would be should there be complications and both CMO's wanted to know everything. "She'll want to collaborate …"

"Doctor Frasier knows that she can't do that."

"I know and I don't think she'll want to collaborate with Jo. As far as we know there's no medical reason for her to. But –"

"But considering Dr. Jackson's history and knowledge of the ancients," Hammond offered, understanding clear in his tone. "She'll likely ask him something about it."

"I'm not ready for him to know Sir. Beyond you, Colonel O'Neill, and Janet the only person I'm prepared to inform is the President. If Janet asks Daniel about it I'd rather she not mention everything she knows."

"I'll make sure this stays quiet," Hammond offered. "I will inform the President though," he said softly. "…What about Jo?"

"She's as professional as Janet," Sam offered with a small smile. "And it's not like she needs to inform the base commander. When I initially told her of my pregnancy I stressed to her the fact that I didn't want anyone to know. Between the rumors about myself and Colonel O'Neill, especially now that he's stationed here and sharing my quarters, she assured me that she wouldn't inform anyone on her staff unless absolutely necessary."

"Twins won't give you much time before you start to show," Hammond offered gently, a small smile still present. Just like her he wanted so much to be happy about the news. Sam really wished she could be happy ... "You'll keep me posted, won't you Sam?"

Sam smiled, she knew that tone very well. "Of course I will Uncle George."

"Good. Give me a minute and I'll get SG-7 here for you." He smiled brightly at her before he got up from his seat and disappeared from her sight. She could hear the PA system as Walter called for SG-7 to report and it only took a minute before Colonel Dame, Lt. Colonel South, Major Pollard, and Major Green appeared in her line of view.

"Hey Sam," Dame cried. "How's the outpost?"

"Oh things are just fine here," she offered passively. "I hear there was an incident with a few Intar's?" Though she really wanted to Sam didn't smile. She didn't give the slightest hint that she thought the situation was funny and suddenly Colonel Dame, a man that outranked her, was standing just a little bit straighter.

"Uh … yes Ma'am," he offered, clearly unsure of where he and his team stood with her. "We, uh… heard 'someone' had once used a Zat on a Marine …"

Sam gently shook her head before she leaned forward a little. "Did you and your team have fun Colonel?"

"Um …" Dame looked to his men before he face her again. "Yes Ma'am?"

"Good," Sam finally smiled at the team. "I was wondering how you'd feel about coming to Eleftheria?"

"Really?"
"Yes. I'm sorry I can't authorize the transfer for a sixth team but, I can certainly

authorize a visit if you'd like. And, if you just happened to bring a couple of Intar's with you, provided no one besides SG-9 is shoot, then I suppose I could treat the matter the same way General Hammond did." Sam continued to smile as the men in front of her finally seemed to understand exactly what she was saying.

Once Sam and SG-7 had worked out the details of their 'visit' Sam had left her office to find Mal'tec and Ead'ogar standing guard as usual but, no sight of Jaime or Jack. Sam made her way to her quarters and was relieved to find Jack sitting on the couch, aimlessly flipping through files. "Hey," she offered.

"Hey," he replied as he looked up to her. "How'd it go?"

"Oh fine. I invited SG-7 to come for a visit."

"Really," he asked as she moved to the couch and sat down beside him.

"I thought they'd be a nice welcome for SG-9. They'll report tomorrow just before SG-9. I told them as long as they don't shoot anyone else I'll pretend I don't know what's going on."

"Sweet." Jack wrapped an arm around her shoulders as she leaned into him and kissed her temple. "Still want to freak out?"

"Yes," she offered honestly.

"Should I settle in for the long haul?"

"No," Sam sighed. "I need to get back out there." But she didn't move. She didn't want to move from his arms, she never had. "Jack," Sam sighed. " …I don't want to lose them …"

"I know Sam, I know."