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One Month Later
Thanks to Thor, Jenny was
completely cured of her leukemia. Jack and Sam were elated. They were still
terrified that the cancer would come back, but Thor assured them both that,
because of the particular radiation used, it was eradicated completely. Jenny
was still easily tired out, but her stamina was improving...as was her
appetite.
Jack, once again, kept her
fed on spaghettios and mac and cheese. Well, that and pizza. Sam didn't like
her eating too much junk food, but was willing to overlook it this time to get
her back up to her normal weight. At least he didn't load her up on soda like
Daniel did when he would babysit her and Sean. She would come home so wired, it
would take them hours to get her to go to sleep.
It was roughly 1800 hours
and Sean was napping. Sam and Jack were watching Jenny play outside with Simba.
The baby monitor was on full blast so any little noise their young son would
make, they would hear him. They watched Jenny as she tried to pick up her dog
and climb the slide steps with him.
"Jenny, put Simba
down," said Jack.
"Want Simba to slide
with me daddy," she pouted.
"He's too big baby.
He might get hurt," said Sam. He'd grown big time over the course of the
year since her second birthday.
"Ok, mommy," she
said and put the dog down, albeit reluctantly.
She proceeded to climb the
stairs to the deck. "Mommy play?" she looked at Sam with a typical
O'Neill smirk.
Sam didn't answer quickly
enough. "Mommy, daddy play?"
"Ok, baby," said
Jack, swinging her up into his arms. She giggled uncontrollably when Jack
tossed her in the air. "Whatcha wanna do?"
"Swing!" she
squealed.
He sat her down in the
swing and buckled her in. Sam walked up behind them and slowly began to push
her on the swing. Jack went to get Sean because he heard him crying.
Walking into the house,
Jack realized something. Since the night he learned about Jenny, he'd never
left her alone (except when they were in bed). Either he was with her, Sam was
with her, or they were both with her. It wasn't like that with Sean...not that
he didn't love his son. But, Jenny was special...different. She held his heart
in the palm of her tiny hand and, yes, he was wrapped around her finger. Hell,
he wasn't too proud to admit it. His three (almost four) year old daughter had
him whipped.
He picked up his son and
kissed his forehead. "What's the matter, little man?"
"Jenny!" He
heard Sam's terrified scream. "Jack!"
He ran outside with Sean
in his arms when he heard Sam scream. Jenny was lying on the ground
unconscious.
"What happened?"
he demanded.
Jenny was bleeding
profusely from a gash in her head. Sam was in hysterics trying to control the
bleeding. "She started spinning the swing and hit her head on the
bar!"
But, as they watched, she
started to glow with a pale blue light. As they stared, the light engulfed
their small daughter. They had to cover their eyes because of the brightness.
When it had cleared, Jenny's head was healed and she was sitting up, looking
dazed.
"Daddy? What
happened?" she asked confusion evident in her voice.
"You hit your head
baby. Are you ok?" asked Jack.
"Uh huh," she
said and then she yawned. When she held up her arms, Sam picked her up. She
laid her head on Sam's shoulder, placing her thumb in her mouth. It was one
habit they hadn't been able to break her from...yet anyway.
"Mommy?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm sleepy,"
said Jenny softly with a yawn.
They walked back into the
house. Sean had fallen asleep again. Once Jenny was asleep, Jack took her from
Sam and sat Sean in Sam's lap. "I'm gonna lay her on the couch. I want you
to keep an eye on her."
"Where're you
going?" asked Sam not wanting to wake either of her sleeping children.
"I'm gonna beam up to
Thor and find out what just happened," he said. "That wasn't one of
the abilities that Thor told us about."
He leaned over and gave
Sam a kiss before doing the same to his daughter and son. He activated the
handheld communicator and disappeared in a flash of light.
Sam watched her daughter
in wonder. She couldn't believe how much she'd changed in a little over a year.
She went from being a mommy's girl to being a daddy's girl. She wouldn't have
it any other way either.
She laid Sean in his
bassinet and stuck his bottle in his mouth. She turned and picked up Jenny,
hugging her close. She had known from the moment Jenny was born that she was
different...special. Until this moment, she didn't know how special. She began
to sing "Into the West" softly, as not to wake up either of her
children.
Jenny opened her eyes.
"Mommy?"
"Shh...go back to
sleep baby."
"Where daddy?"
"He went to ask Thor
something," she said softly.
"Why?"
"You healed yourself.
You made yourself better. Daddy just wants to know how," she said.
"Ok," said Jenny
softly with a yawn. She stuck her thumb in her mouth and laid her head back
down. Sam knew the little girl had no idea what she was talking about. She
hugged her up to her chest and rocked slowly, picking up the song where she
left off.
Almost as soon as she was
completely and totally asleep, Jack reappeared.
"Well?" she
asked softly.
"He actually had no
idea. He said he would look into it. But, he said as accident-prone as we seem
to be, this healing power will come in handy."
He sat down on the couch
and watched his children sleep for a few minutes. "Come on. Let's put them
in their own beds."
He helped Sam stand with
Jenny in her arms. He picked up Sean and carried him into his nursery. He
kissed him on the head and laid him in his crib. He went into Jenny's room and
saw Sam sitting on the side of her bed, watching her sleep.
"Sam?" he
whispered walking over to his daughter's bed. "She ok?"
Sam nodded and looked up.
He saw tears in her eyes. "What's wrong honey?"
She shook her head and
held a finger to her lips. She leaned over and kissed Jenny's cheek.
"Sweet dreams, angel," she whispered.
Standing, she watched Jack
lean over and kiss Jenny also. "Sweet dreams, baby."
He took her by the hand
and led her to their bedroom. "What's wrong, Sam?" he asked pulling
her into his arms and holding her tight.
"I'm scared,
Jack."
"Of what?"
"What if the Trust or
the N.I.D. find out what she can do? They're gonna want her more than they want
her now!"
He held her out to where
he could see her face. "I'm not gonna let that happen. No one is taking
her from us."
"But..." she
began.
He silenced her with a
kiss. When he broke it off, he added..."no one."
She burst into tears as he
pulled her back into his arms. He held her for long moments, allowing her to
get her tears and fears out of her system. When she'd calmed down, he picked
her up, and then laid her down gently on their bed. He handed her a tissue from
the nightstand.
She blushed, wiped her
tears, and then softly blew her nose. He took the tissue from her hand and
tossed it into the trashcan.
"You alright?"
he asked lying down beside her and pulled her into his arms.
She nodded and laid her
head on his chest. "I will be," she said softly.
"Good," he
replied just as softly. He put one finger under her chin and lifted her face to
his. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you,
too," she said softly...just above a whisper.
Jack leaned down and
lightly brushed his lips across hers. She took the initiative and pushed
against his lips. He willingly parted his lips for her questing tongue. She
teased him with light touches against his own tongue, teeth, and lips.
She snaked one hand down
and stroked him through him khakis. He thrust against her hand, his erection
growing rapidly. He moaned into her mouth and felt her smile against her lips.
He broke the kiss,
desperately needing air. "Sam, baby. You're gonna kill me!"
Sam grinned and pushed him
back on the bed. "Relax Jack. I'm just getting started."
She straddled his thighs
and pulled him up by his collar, capturing his lips in a thoroughly devastating
kiss. She could feel his erection through his pants, pushing at her most
sensitive places. Not releasing his lips, she unbuttoned his shirt and, running
her hands up his chest, slid the shirt off his shoulders. He leaned her back
and began placing wet kisses along her throat before moving back to her mouth.
Sam ran her fingernails
lightly over his scalp, enjoying the way he shivered at her touch. He stripped
her of her shirt and bra. She slowly began rotating her hips against his
burgeoning erection. He gasped into her mouth.
"Sam!"
She smiled against his
lips and gently pushed him back to the bed. "Down boy," she growled.
"I'm in charge this time."
He groaned as she kissed
her way down his neck, sucking lightly on his pulse point. Making her way down
his chest, she lightly bit his right nipple before flicking it with the tip of
her tongue. She grinned as he bucked upwards and gave his left nipple the same
treatment.
Sam kissed and licked her
way down Jack's stomach, nibbling around his navel, before heading further down
his body. His hard cock jerked towards her, causing her to suppress a grin.
She kissed the engorged
head of his cock, her tongue darting out to lick the pre-cum from him. Running
her tongue down his shaft, Sam cupped his balls with one hand, gently rolling
them. He groaned and thrust up when she sucked the head of his cock into her
mouth.
He was in heaven. He
rested one hand on her head, running his fingers through her hair as she began
to move her mouth up and down his hardened length. She flicked the circumcision
scar with her tongue, causing him to thrust up.
She placed her hand on his
hip and released him. "Down boy," she said huskily.
"Keep that up and
it's going to go down quicker than you'd like," he said breathily.
She giggled slightly and
went back to her previous task. She grasped him with her hand and, as her mouth
made its' descent, her hand twisted slightly downwards. Within minutes, Jack's
hips were moving on their own accord.
He couldn't take anymore.
He grabbed her underneath her arms and pulled her up to him, twisting to where
he was on top of her.
"Jack," she
complained. "You never let me finish."
"You actually want
to?" he said surprised. No one had ever completed the act...finishing when
he came in their mouth. Of course, it seemed no one had ever done this before
Sam.
She nodded shyly.
"Since the day I met you, I wondered what you taste like."
He groaned, but let her
push him on his back. "Wanna get a little kinky, flyboy?"
"Yes, ma'am," he
said with a grin.
She straddled his thighs
and took his length into her body. She rode him slowly, reaching down to finger
her clit as he sat up and took a nipple into his mouth.
"Mmmm...that feels
good, Jack."
He lightly bit her nipple
before trailing his tongue across her chest to her other breast. She rubbed her
clit furiously, feeling the build up begin.
"Jack...I'm...I'm
coming!" she cried out softly. She went over the edge when he bit her
nipple a little harder.
Her pulsing walls nearly
threw him into his own orgasm. But, he held himself still, unwilling to give in
at that point.
When she'd come down from
her high, she kissed him passionately, thrusting her tongue into his mouth to
dance with his.
When they both required
air, she slid off him. "Sam, don't leave me like this," he pouted.
"Oh, I'm not. I've
got plans for you, General O'Neill."
She slid down his body and
took his wet cock into her mouth. She moaned at her taste and he moaned at the
sight of her sucking her own juices off of his cock. It was quite an erotic
experience for them both. When she had cleaned him off, she slid down even
further to suck on his balls.
She grinned as she took
his cock back into her mouth and began to suck gently. She began to work him
faster and faster. Within minutes of this, he thrust up into her mouth, the
head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. With one final thrust he came
long and loudly. She swallowed every bit of semen he shot out.
She continued to suck
gently, slowing down a bit until he collapsed against the bed, spent. She wiped
a bit of semen off her mouth and crawled up beside him. He could barely open
his eyes.
"Well?"
"God baby. That
was...that was...holy shit!"
She grinned.
"Good?"
"No...wonderful,
stupendous...amazing!"
He pulled her into his
arms and kissed her, tasting himself on her lips and tongue. He flipped her on
her back and took her nipple in his mouth again, nibbling and sucking. After
feasting for long moments on his wife's breasts, he kissed his way down her
body.
"My turn," he
mumbled against her stomach, sending shivers down her spine. He could feel his
erection begin to grow again, the closer he got to her center.
He spread her folds gently
with his fingers before placing the flat of his tongue against her clit. She
jumped at the first touch. She soon began to roll her nipples between her
fingers as he flicked her clit with his tongue and gently nipped the swollen
bud. He began to harden again. When he was with Sam, it was almost like he was
a teenager again.
Minutes followed of the
same torture. Just as Sam was about to lose control, Jack slid up her body and
entered her with one hard stroke, sending her over the edge. He held himself
still, riding out her orgasm. When she had relaxed once more, he began to ride
her hard, pulling her legs over his shoulders. He positioned his body to where
his pelvic bone would hit her clit with every inward thrust. Soon...all too
soon...they both felt the tendrils of release building again. He slowed down
his thrusting, not wanting to hurt her. Then he completely stopped, wanting to
draw the encounter out.
"Jack?"
"Nice and slow
baby...nice and slow," he managed to gasp out.
He brought her legs up
around his waist and flipped them over. Now, Sam was in control. She moved
slowly, her hands on his shoulders. He met her thrust for thrust.
"I love you,
Sam," he whispered against her lips.
"I love you too, Jack."
She threw her head back as he trailed kissed down her throat. When he reached
her nipples, she began to ride faster. He trailed one hand down her stomach to
part her folds. His expert hand found her clit immediately and began to rub
gently.
This time, neither one
could hold back. Sam came crying out Jack's name. As soon as she started
pulsing around his cock, Jack couldn't contain himself. One...two more thrusts
and he came, her name on his lips.
By this time, they were
both satiated and couldn't do much of anything. He pulled the covers up over
them and held her close, listening to her breathing even out.
A few hours later, they
awoke to the sound of Jenny crying. They gave each other a quick kiss before
dressing and going to check on their children. Jack went to get Jenny while Sam
went to check on Sean. He was still asleep. Sam met him in Jenny's room. He was
cradling a weakly crying Jenny.
"What happened?"
asked Sam.
"Charlie," cried
Jenny.
"Here, baby,"
said Sam, handing the bear to Jenny.
"No, Charlie! He's
hurt!" She actually pushed the bear away. Ok. That was strange.
Sam looked at Jack.
"Charlie who?"
Jenny shook her head, too
scared to say anything else. Just then, the phone rang. Sam answered.
"O'Neill
residence." She listened for a few minutes. "Ok. We'll be right
there."
Jack had just gotten Jenny
calmed down enough to ask, "What?"
"SGC. Someone's come
through the quantum mirror they want us to see."
"Who?" he asked.
"They wouldn't say.
But, Walter said it's someone we know...or at least someone you know."
Jack shrugged his
shoulders. "I'll get Sean. You get Jenny ready."
"Ok." She leaned
over and kissed Jack softly before kissing Jenny on the forehead.
"Mommy?" asked
Jenny with a shuddering breath as Sam took her from her daddy.
"Hmmm?"
"Where're we
goin'?"
"To the base
baby."
"Why?"
Sam was putting Jenny's
Winnie the Pooh jumper on her daughter. "They said someone is there to see
us."
"Ok," she said
with a hiccup. "Where's daddy?"
"Getting your
brother," said Sam.
"Ok," said
Jenny. "Mommy?" she asked as Sam stood up and picked her up.
"Hmmm?"
"I'm hungry."
Sam laughed. Her words were coming along fine. It wasn't "I hungwy"
anymore. It was "I'm hungry."
"Ok, baby. We'll get
something at McDonald's on the way to the base," she said nuzzling Jenny's
soft cheek causing her young child to giggle.
"What's the giggling
for?" asked Jack entering Jenny's room with Sean Michael on his hip.
"I just told her we'd
drive through McDonald's to get her something to eat."
"Oh. I can deal with
that," said Jack, kissing Sam. Jenny giggled at the affection shown
between her parents. Jack kissed Jenny on the forehead. "No
giggling," he said jokingly. This caused the little girl to giggle
uncontrollably.
Jack handed Sean Michael
to Sam and took Jenny from her. He placed her on the bed and began to tickle
her mercilessly.
"Daddy! Stop!"
"Why?" asked
Jack, continuing his torture.
"Gotta pee!"
He quickly stood and,
picking Jenny up, ran into the bathroom. He placed her on the toilet and let
her do her thing. She wiped and redressed herself. Jack picked her up and
nuzzled her cheek.
"Daddy, that
tickles!"
"I know. That's why I
did it!" said Jack, kissing her cheek and walking out of the bathroom,
snuggling her small body to his. Sam and Sean were already in the truck. Jack
strapped Jenny in her car seat and drove off. They drove through McDonalds as
promised and got Jenny a happy meal. She shared her fries with Sean. Sam knew
they would both need a bath as soon as they got to the base.
They signed in and the SF
on the gate gave Jenny a sucker. They'd started keeping them for her when she'd
gotten her full set of teeth.
"Thank you," she
said softly, smiling at the normally stoic SF.
"You're welcome, Miss
O'Neill."
Jack laughed at the
expression on Jenny's face. She kind of scrunched up her nose and giggled. She
didn't like being called "Miss O'Neill". It was "Jenny" or
nothing. Then the smile fell of her face.
"Jenny, you ok?"
She shook her head and bit
her bottom lip.
"What's wrong,
sweetheart?" asked Sam, turning around and looking at her daughter.
"He's hurt," she
said, tears welling up in her blue eyes.
"Who's hurt?"
"Charlie," she
said, sniffling back the tears. "Ow!"
Jack quickly pulled the
truck into a spot and jumped out. He threw open the back door and got Jenny
out. "It hurts, daddy!"
"What hurts
baby?" he said, cradling her to his chest.
"Everything,"
she said before passing out.
Sam had gotten Sean out of
the truck and ran after Jack. Jenny still hadn't regained consciousness by the
time they'd reached the infirmary.
"Doc!" screamed
Jack.
Dr. Brightman came around
the corner as Jack laid Jenny on the infirmary bed.
"What happened?"
asked Dr. Brightman, gently pushing Jack out of the way.
"I don't know. She
was fine until we got to the gate. She said someone was hurting and then she
said `ow' and `it hurts'. When I asked her what hurt, she said `everything'.
What's wrong with her, doc?"
Daniel and Teal'c entered
the infirmary in time to hear Jack's explanation.
"Jack, I think it has
something to do with our visitor."
"What visitor?"
asked Sam, trying to comfort a crying Sean.
"Me," said a
voice behind a curtain. A teenager in a wheelchair came through and Jack nearly
fainted.
"Ch...Charlie?"
It was his son...his dead
son. Well, not so dead son.
"Yeah, dad...mom.
It's me."
"Da...daddy?"
Jack tore his eyes from
his son and turned back to his daughter. "I'm here, baby."
Charlie rolled over to
them and Jenny spotted him immediately. "Charlie!" She held her arms
out for him. Jack picked her up and, surprisingly, handed her to Charlie.
"Jenny?" Charlie
couldn't believe his little sister was sitting on his lap. He hugged her
fiercely. "I thought I'd never see you again!" he cried, his emotions
uncontrollable.
Sam looked at Jack. Jack
looked at Sam. They were both in shock. How did Jenny know about this?
"Umm...Charlie?"
asked Daniel. "What's wrong?"
"In my reality, she
died six months ago, from leukemia. They didn't catch it..." his voice
broke and he held Jenny tighter.
Jack turned to Daniel.
"What in the hell is going on here?"
"He came through the
mirror about an hour ago. He had taken a staff blast to his back and was
unconscious. I knew who he was the moment I saw him. The Tok'ra that were here
used the Goa'uld healing device on him, but it's not enough. He's still pretty
banged up."
"What about..."
Jack trailed off. He wanted to know about his alternate and Sam's alternate.
"My parents were
killed a year ago by the Goa'uld. They'd both been court-martialed when Jenny
was born, but they stayed together. It was just me and Jenny." He looked
down at the little girl now sleeping in his arms. "It's just been the two
of us since she was about eighteen months old." He looked up at Jack.
"Are you still in the Air Force?"
Jack shook his head.
"Both Sam and I are retired. We have been for almost a year and a
half."
"So the Air Force let
you stay together?"
"No. I
didn't..." he looked at Sam. "Why don't we take this conversation
somewhere more private?" He looked at Dr. Brightman. "Is he ok to
move around?"
"Yes, sir. Just as
long as he stays in that chair." She didn't ask any questions. She knew
they had a lot to talk about and they didn't want to do it in public.
Jack reached over and
gently picked up Jenny. She opened her blue eyes and stared at Jack sleepily.
"Daddy?"
"Shh. Go back to
sleep."
He cradled her small body
in his arms, laying her head against his chest, and she closed her eyes again.
"Ok." He waited patiently until the little girl was completely asleep
before taking a step. Sam and Charlie followed him to their quarters. When Sean
was born, they'd been allowed to add another two rooms to their small family
quarters. Now, Sam and Jack had their own bedroom, Jenny had hers, and Sean had
his own nursery.
Sam noticed Charlie kept
looking at Sean. He'd recognized Jenny, but apparently didn't know Sean. Wait.
Didn't he say that his parents were killed the year before? That's why he
didn't recognize Sean.
Jack carried Jenny inside
and laid her down on her bed before covering her up. "Sweet dreams,
baby," he whispered, kissing her forehead gently. Even after almost two
years of being with her, she was still so tiny. He couldn't believe his
daughter was almost four years old.
He went back into the
living room, noticing that Sam had laid Sean down for his nap too. Charlie was
sitting in the wheelchair facing the couch. Sam was sitting on the couch
waiting for Jack.
"So..." said
Jack, sitting down beside Sam and wrapping his arm around her.
"So, how did you two
manage to stay together?" asked Charlie.
"I didn't tell him
about Jenny," said Sam. "until she was eighteen months old."
"What?" asked
Charlie, clearly surprised. "Why?"
"Long...long
story," said Jack. "Let's just say that I retired not too long after
I found out about Jenny...and Sam and I have been together ever since."
"Ok," said
Charlie clearly confused.
"Now...what about
you? What about your mom?" asked Sam.
"You are my mom.
Well...not you...but, you know what I mean. Sara left dad when I was about
four. Said she didn't want to be a mother. When you joined the stargate program,
dad started bringing everybody to the house for team nights. It was you, Uncle
Daniel, and Uncle Teal'c. I liked you from the beginning. You were funny and
you made my dad laugh. That was something I hadn't seen in a long time. He was
happy...I was happy."
He smiled and Jack
immediately recognized the smile on his son's face. It was the same smile that
Jenny gave him all the time.
"Then Uncle Daniel
died...so to speak...and you got pregnant. There was nothing General Hammond
could do about it, so you were both court-martialed. You both wanted to stay on
as consultants, but they said no. You got married and Jenny was born. I had a
little sister. That was the best day of my life...the day you brought her home.
She looked like a mini-me. Same hair, same eyes...same attitude."
Sam and Jack both grinned
at that. Jack often said that Jenny acted just like Charlie did when he was her
age.
Charlie's smile fell from
his face. "Three years ago, the stargate program went public...right after
you two were court-martialed. Mom had just told dad she was pregnant
again...and then everything fell apart. The Goa'uld showed up. They hit Cheyenne Mountain first...then they took out all the
major cities...Denver, Houston, New York, L.A., D.C. Uncle Daniel and Uncle Teal'c were
killed in the first wave. Then they came after you, dad. You took us to Chicago because they hadn't hit there yet.
We thought we'd be safe. But, there was a leak in the SGC. He told Anubis where
we'd gone. They found us, but not before you decided to take us to Minnesota." His voice broke. "We
made it to the cabin...barely. We were less than five miles from it when they
found us." He looked up at Sam and Jack with tears streaming down his
face. "You were killed right in front of me. You hid us and told us to
stay hidden until it was over. I buried you and mom by the cabin."
"You kept the cabin
stocked full of food, so we had enough for a couple of weeks. The Goa'uld had
gotten what they'd come for. You and mom and everything I knew were
dead...except for Jenny. I found some other kids and their parents...they took
us in. They didn't adopt us. I refused to let anyone change our last
name." He paused and took a deep, emotion-filled breath. "Then she
got sick." He looked towards the room where Jack had taken Jenny. "By
the time they realized what was wrong with her, it was too late. I insisted she
be buried close to you two...at the cabin."
He yawned, the medication
taking effect. "Why don't you sleep in here tonight? We'll finish this
conversation tomorrow," said Jack softly.
Charlie nodded. Sam and
Jack moved off the couch and pulled out the hide-a-bed. They helped him stand
and crawl into the bed.
"Dad?"
"Hmm?"
"What happened to me?
The other me, I mean."
Jack swallowed the lump
threatening to erupt. "He died...almost ten years ago. He found my gun and
was playing with it. It went off and he..."
"I'm sorry...dad. I
did the same thing. It was right after the second Abydos mission when Sam joined the team.
Sam is the one who caught me before anything could happen. She caught me
playing in your room and I'd found the gun. She grabbed it before it went
off."
Needless to say, Jack was
shocked. "Get some sleep, Charlie."
"Yes, sir," said
Charlie with another yawn. Before they left the room, Jack heard him whisper
tearfully..."Home...I'm finally home."
Jack followed Sam into the
bedroom where they quietly undressed and crawled into bed. It had definitely
been a long day for the both of them.
He pulled her into his
arms. "Jack are you ok?"
"Not really, but I
will be," he said softly. "What about you? Are you ok?"
"Honestly?"
"Yes."
"I'm not sure."
He loosened his hold on her and she rolled over to face him.
"What do you
mean?"
"Well, I knew that in
other realities it was possible for Charlie to still be alive. But, I never
thought that he'd actually come through...and for him to call me `mom' of all
things."
"Yeah. I know. I
figured the same thing. What really got me was Jenny. I mean...how did she know
about him? She's only three. How did she know he was here and that he was
hurt?"
"My guess is it has
something to do with her `abilities' that Thor was talking about. It's almost
like they're linked...but there's something different."
"Yeah. You know...I
had learned to live without Charlie. Well, not really, but I've been able to
forgive myself...and then all of a sudden, he's here."
"What do you want,
Jack?"
"Well, as soon as I
saw him, I knew I wanted him to stay here. But, I'm not sure what he wants to
do." He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "What do you want,
Sam?"
"I think I want him
here too. He's a part of you and, therefore, he's a part of me...and apparently
Jenny knows him."
They both chuckled at
that. "Yeah. I guess it's something we need to talk to him about
tomorrow."
He wrapped his arms around
her and kissed her lips gently. "I love you, Sam. No matter what happens.
I will always love you."
"I love you too,
Jack."
They awoke early in the
morning to the muffled sounds of cries coming from the living room. Dressing
quickly, they quietly made their way into the living room. Charlie was sitting
up in bed looking at a picture. Jack and Sam crawled in on either side of him.
He handed Jack the picture and wrapped his arms around Sam. She held him as he
sobbed uncontrollably.
Jack's eyes went wide when
he saw the picture. It was the same picture that was taken of him, Sam, and
Jenny...right after they'd moved in with him. One difference...Charlie was
standing in front of them, dressed like Jack.
"Oh God." He
handed the picture to Sam who still had her arms wrapped around a sobbing
Charlie. "Look at this."
Sam kept one arm around
Charlie and took the picture from Jack. She gasped when she saw what it was.
Her eyes met Jack's. They were both in shock. They knew there were similarities
between the different realities, but this was just too extreme.
"That was taken right
before mom and dad were killed." He looked up at Sam with such sadness in
his eyes, her heart broke. She did the only thing she could think of...she
leaned forward and kissed him on his forehead before wrapping her arms around
him again. Jack wrapped his arms around both of them as he broke into sobs
again.
"You're safe Charlie.
You're home," said Jack brokenly.
"Home?"
"Yes, son. We want
you to stay here."
Charlie backed up and
looked at both of them as Jack continued. "I know we can't replace your
parents."
He nodded. "I know I
can't replace your Charlie."
"Exactly. But, as Sam
pointed out to me last night. You're a part of us...of me, Sam, Jenny, and
Sean."
Charlie looked up.
"Sean?"
"Your brother. He's
eight months old now."
"The little boy you
were holding yesterday?"
"Mmm hmm," said
Sam wiping the tears from Charlie's eyes.
"Mommy?" mumbled
a sleepy voice from the side of the bed. Sam turned around and picked up her
daughter.
"Mornin' baby,"
she said, giving Jenny a kiss.
"Mornin'
sweetheart," he said, reaching around Charlie and giving Jenny a kiss too.
"Mmm," was all
she said. She crawled from Sam's lap onto Charlie's.
"Mornin' Jenny,"
he said giving her a kiss on the side of her head. He had thought he'd never be
able to do that again.
"Mmm," was the
only thing she said again before crawling over to Jack.
The three older people
laughed at the little girl's antics. "I think she's playing musical laps
this morning," said Jack.
"Daddy?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm hungry,"
she said mumbling into his shirt.
"Want some
cereal?"
"Yes, please."
Charlie looked sort of
surprised when Jenny said "please". He gave Sam a look as Jack handed
Jenny back to her mommy.
"What's wrong?"
she asked, positioning Jenny in her arms facing Charlie. Jenny closed her eyes
as Sam started humming.
"Now I know I'm in an
alternate reality."
"What do you
mean?" asked Sam beginning to rock her daughter back and forth.
"I don't think I ever
heard my Jenny say `please'. She actually quit talking when our parents
died." He looked away. "Sometimes though I'd hear her crying for mom
and dad. I know I did every night."
"And then you lost
her..." said Jack, coming back in from the kitchen. He looked at Sam.
"We're out of cereal. Might as well go to the commissary."
"Yeah," said
Charlie. "I'd lost my last reason for living."
Jack sat down on the bed
beside them and took a once-again sleeping Jenny from her mother. Charlie
watched as his little sister cuddled against Jack and stuck her thumb in her
mouth. He smiled at the picture as Jack leaned down and kissed her forehead
gently.
"What happened
then?" asked Sam quietly.
"I made my way from Minnesota back to Cheyenne Mountain. I knew that if the Goa'uld were
still around, that's where they'd be. I couldn't live without my
family...without my Jenny."
"The SGC was
abandoned...the mountain literally bombed to the ground. I rooted around until
I found a way inside. I remembered Uncle Daniel mentioning the mirror a few
years back. I found it in one of the storage rooms on level 23. I didn't care
what universe it sent me to. I just knew I couldn't stay there anymore. I heard
something behind me just as I activated it. I turned around and a Jaffa aimed his staff at me. I found
what I was looking for and just as I touched the mirror, he shot me." He
closed his eyes for a moment...reliving the hell of the last 48 hours.
Charlie shook himself out
of his daze. "That's how Daniel found me. When I stumbled through the door
the alarms went off. He came running and recognized me immediately. I guess
that's when they called you guys."
Jenny opened her eyes.
"Daddy?"
"Hmm? You awake
now?"
"Uh huh. I'm hungry
still."
"Well, baby we're out
of cereal."
She closed her eyes for a
moment. "Fruit Loops," she said.
"Baby, I just told
you..." Jack trailed off as a box of Fruit Loops appeared on the bed.
Charlie's eyes went wide.
"What the..."
"The Asgard healed
her leukemia. The radiation caused certain abilities to manifest in her,"
said Sam.
"Wow."
"Daddy?"
"What?"
"I'm hungry!"
she insisted.
They all laughed as Jack
stood up and carried a giggling Jenny into the kitchen and placed her in her
highchair. Sam got out her Winnie the
Pooh bowl and Jack poured the cereal for her. Sam filled her sippy cup with
chocolate milk and gave it to her.
"Thank you
mommy," she said picking up her spoon. "Thank you, daddy."
"You're welcome,
sweetheart," said Sam, kissing her cheek.
"You're
welcome," said Jack, kissing her other cheek.
Charlie shook his head in
amazement. "Charlie?" asked Jenny.
"Hmm?"
"You not hungry?"
"Actually I am...a
little," he admitted.
"What're you hungry
for?"
"Bacon and
eggs." Jack smiled as he remembered his Charlie liked scrambled eggs and
bacon for breakfast.
"Sam?"
"Sounds good to me.
I'm gonna go get Sean," she said standing and ruffling Charlie's hair. His
head shot up and he stared at her. "What?"
"My mom used to do
that every time she got up from the table," he said quietly.
"I'm sorry, Charlie.
I...I didn't know."
"It's ok. It's
nice."
"It is?"
"Yeah. It lets me
know that, in the ways that count, you and he are my mom and dad."
She looked at Jack with
tears in her eyes and he nodded. "Good. Because we want you to stay with
us."
His eyes brightened and
lost some of the haunted look that had been in them since he came through the quantum
mirror. "Really?"
"Yeah Charlie.
We...Sam and I...want you to stay with us and be part of our family," said
Jack.
Charlie jumped up from his
seat and grabbed Jack in a bear hug. "Thank you," he said quietly,
trying to keep the sobs from erupting.
Jack wrapped his arms
around his teenaged son. "You don't have to thank us Charlie," he
said as Sam wrapped her arms around Charlie from behind. "You're
technically our son. We wouldn't have it any other way."
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