The Right Point Of View

Chapter 17

"Sam..." Dr. Frasier tried to break the obvious tension in the air, "let's get you cleaned up, and I think a good night's rest will get you back feeling yourself again"

"I agree" O'Neill said, as he laid Carter back down on the bed. Major Carter was exhausted, and where she wanted to disagree, and remain the tough Carter that she always was, she gave in.

"Yes sir" Major Carter said, and gave both Dr. Frasier and O'Neill a quick smile.

They both left the infirmary and he followed her to her lab. She remembered the last time this happened so she knew she couldn't get one over on him. She walked in grabbed her belongings, and her laptop...

"Ah ah...what did I tell you...Daniel will bring this stuff tomorrow" O'Neill stated as he removed the laptop from her arms.

"But sir...I need that..."

"Yes, you do, I don't deny that ...but you won't need it today" O'Neill said. She was frustrated, exhausted and annoyed.

"Damn it Colonel, I'm starting to wonder if..." Major Carter paused. She knew what she was about to say, but didn't complete her sentence. She saw his face, and she knew he knew where she was going.

"If, what Carter...what" O'Neill questioned her.

"Nothing Sir...nothing..." Major Carter practically snipped at him

"Can we just go, please" Major Carter said.

O'Neill knew she was tired, and frustrated. She was going through a lot so he didn't say a word, he let her vent. He grabbed her belongings and they started up to the top of the mountain. You could cut the tension with a knife it was so thick, as the rode in the elevator. Major Carter was extremely upset. But she knew that his actions were only for their well being.

Like before, she fell asleep on the ride home. Once they arrived, she woke up and they headed towards her house.

"Chinese ok with you?" O'Neill said, trying to lighten the mood.

"Jack...I don't even think I can keep water down, I'd just like to go to bed" Sam said.

"Sam, you got to eat something...please..." O'Neill begged her.

"Jack"...she grabbed her head and ran her fingers through her head, looking light she was about to explode...

"Hey, hey, hey..." he immediately grabbed her. She fought it at first, but didn't have to strength to deny him. He held her close, and suddenly Major Carter was no longer Major Carter, she was Samantha Carter the women who had been through so much, and tried to stay strong. She was holding in all the doubt, the fear, the uncertainties, and couldn't do it any longer. She sobbed, and almost screamed into his shoulder.

He held that way for what seemed to be an eternity. As Sam quieted down, he slowly made it to the couch, and they sat down together, her head never leaving his chest.

They laid there, him holding her, and her arms now wrapped around him. He glanced down and her now bulging belly. A boy...a boy...he still couldn't believe it. Could this be the other chance he always wanted? Charlie was gone, and nothing could ever replace him, but this, this little boy, could somehow maybe?

He could tell that Sam had drifted off, where he could wake her so that she could shower and go to bed, he held her for a moment longer. The women he loved in his arms, with his son living within her...he couldn't help but say it...

"I love you Samantha Carter" he whispered into her hair. Sam, shuffled a little against his chest, making herself more comfortable, and they both fell asleep.

O'Neill awoke, mid morning and knew this wasn't the best way for her to rest. So he woke her up, just enough so that she can make it to bed, he eased her into her bedroom, pulled the covers down, as she slipped in. He was right behind her. As he pulled the covers over the both, of them, and nuzzled himself into her neck, he suddenly heard 6 words, come from a sleeping beauty beside him,

"I love you too Jack, always..."...Sam whispered.

O'Neill suddenly realized someone was not as asleep as he thought. He smiled in her neck, held her tighter, and fell asleep.

O'Neill spent every waking hour that he was not off-world with Sam. They began to get to know each other as Sam and Jack, and not Major Carter and Colonel O'Neill. They would spend many nights talking about what ever subject came to mind. But most nights were just spend cuddling. Sam turned to look at Jack, as she now called him, and spoke the words they both had been putting off...

"Jack...we have a lot to talk about"

"I know...I've been meaning to talk to you about...but ..you know I'm not good at these things"...

"Sam...I have been thinking a lot, and feel like I've been given a second chance...a son...so the only conclusion that I can come up with, is to retire.." O'Neill said as he stroked her cheek.

"I would never ask you to do that Jack" Sam said...

"You didn't ask me...listen I've been thinking about this from the moment you said you would go through with this..."

"Are you sure, Jack?" Sam said.

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life, well actually yes, there is one, thing?" O'Neill said

"Oh" Sam said, knowing where he was going ...

"I am sure that I am so in love with a woman by the name of Samantha Carter" Jack said.

"Oh really?" Sam said being coy, "so who is this Samantha," Sam continued to play around with Jack,

"Well, she is the beautiful brunette, tall..." "WHAT?" Sam interjected.

They both busted out into laughter, placing gentle kisses on each other's lips. They both started to explore each other's bodies but knew that there physical relationship couldn't go any further, due to her current state.

But finding comfort in each other's arms was enough for the moment. Jack and Sam, together they can conquer anything. Their growing love for each became stronger than ever. They knew that together, they could conquer the world. They had already done it.