Hey guys! Sorry for the bit of delay on this, it was my 21st and I went to Rome to celebrate with the parents and my sis. My beta looked over this and sent it back just before we left, she had a few ideas for me.

I've added bits in since she's read it, but most of it has been read over. She suggested I take the flashback out, but I think it's cute so I'm gonna leave it in, sorry Monica!

A huge shout out to my old beta reader Megan Cooper, who I miss dearly. I miss our conversations on AIM hun, but Vista still wont let me get AIM back. And I may take you up on your offer!

Also, if any of my readers are Italian, let me know! I may want to use Italian in some of my fics. I am learning Italian, but I'm only a beginner so it'll take me a while to get there.

Anyway, this is the last chapter of the story. Hope its not too rushed. There will be an epilogue, I've already started writing it, and hopefully shouldn't take too long to finish but I am at college now so I cant promise anything. I missed 3 days to go to Rome and that's about 9/10 subjects I need to catch up on. Eeep.

I'll let you all read now, I know most people don't read authors notes anyways.

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13

"You want what?" Jack asked, stammering.

"A sister daddy, like Callum."

Jack finally found his feet and walked over to the chair he had spent the night sleeping in, and sank down onto it.

"I… uh… ask your mother," he said in a panic.

"Mummy, can Jake have a sister?" he asked innocently, his big brown eyes pleading with her.

"We'll see baby, maybe later," Sam replied, shocked.

"Please mummy? Please," he begged while hugging her tightly.

"I'll think about it," she promised him, looking towards Jack with wide panic filled eyes.

"Love you mum. Unca Daniel wouldn't let Jake see mummy last night," he complained as he pulled back to look Sam in the eyes.

"Mummy was sleeping last night babe, mummy wasn't well," Sam explained to him.

"Oh, sorry mummy."

"It's okay baby," she soothed him as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"So can Jake have a sister?"

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Jack was sat on a chair in the commissary pondering Jake's words when Daniel sat opposite him. They smiled briefly at each other before Daniel turned to the files in front of him, leaving Jack to his own thoughts.

His son wanted a sister.

Of all the things his son could have come out with. He didn't know what to do. He knew he would be talking things through with Sam once she was out of the infirmary, but until then he didn't know what the outcome would be.

If things didn't turn out the way he wanted, there would be no way he would be able to give his son what he wanted. He sighed as he thought about it.

Daniel looked up from his file and offered a smile of sympathy, he knew what Jack would be thinking about, he had heard what Jake had said.

Jack wanted them to be a family, a proper one. But he knew he could never force Sam to do anything she didn't want to, it was the least she deserved.

He wondered how she was feeling about Jake's request.

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Sam half lay, half sat on her infirmary bed with her son sleeping in her arms while she too thought about what her son had said.

She had no idea where that request had come from and it worried her a little.

Would she ever be able to give her only child a sibling? And more importantly, with the same father he had?

She didn't know if he would be an only child all his life. She knew she didn't want him to be, scared he would get lonely on his own. But she also didn't know if she would ever be emotionally ready for another child; she hoped she would be.

Looking down at her sons brown hair she smiled and silently promised him that she would try to give him a sibling… one day.

She closed her eyes and soon feel asleep only feeling the hot breath on her skin from her sons open mouth.

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"Okay baby, you need to be good for Uncle Daniel. I don't want to hear you had another tantrum. That wasn't nice. I'm going to talk to your dad about a few things, so I don't know how long I'm going to be."

"Okay mummy, Jake be good, promise," he said in a voice which Sam doubted, and by the look on Daniel's face he thought the same.

"Behave," Sam warned him.

She quickly hugged her son then stood up. She thanked Daniel and apologized in advance for any trouble her son would most likely cause.

As she walked away from the car and up the drive leading towards Jack's house, she felt her nerves start to play up, but she knew she had to do this.

It had been two days since she had been released from the infirmary after making a promise to Jack that they would finally talk things through. Something which should have happened nearly four years ago.

'Better late than never,' she thought to herself.

Jack stood with the door open waiting on her before she got halfway up the drive. He smiled at her as she came to a stand still on the other side of the door. He couldn't believe his luck. She was ready to talk to him and work things out.

"Hi Colonel," she said confidently, her voice braver than she expected.

"Sam, it's Jack," he smiled as he stepped back to let her in.

"Jack," she said, trying to get used to saying it.

He led the way to the kitchen and motioned for her to take a seat at the dining room table. She followed him instead.

"Coffee?" he asked.

"Sounds great," she agreed.

Jack proceeded to make the coffee from scratch so it would be fresh, not wanting to give her the stuff he had made earlier. Sam looked around the small room and noticed nothing had changed in the past four years.

Jack watched her as she ran her left hand over the counter top as she took everything in. He looked on fondly as she absent mindedly played with her hair and his kitchen utensils.

He smiled softly as he watched her back up against the counter and pull herself up so she was sitting on it. She looked at home. They way she did four years ago on team nights.

She noticed his staring at her and turned to look at him. She smiled innocently, as though she had no idea what she had just done to cause him to look at her like that. She knew he was reminded of team nights when she sat on the counter.

/flashback/

Jack stood up and walked from the living room to the kitchen to get more beer from the fridge. He knew he was being followed, and he knew who by.

"Need any help Sir?" she asked as she followed him into the kitchen.

"Well since you're here," he smiled at her.

Sam smiled back as she climbed up onto the counter behind him. She opened one of the drawers from where she was sitting and pulled out the bottle opener. She opened the bottles as they were passed to her.

Once all the bottles were open she picked one up for herself and handed one to Jack. They both took a drink before Jack started to snigger.

"What?" Sam asked. "Do I have something on my face?" her hands went to her face and she started to run her hands over it trying to find something wrong.

"No you're fine. It's just…"

"It's just what?" she asked after taking another drink.

"Why don't you move in Carter? You look at home sitting up there," he teased.

Sam choked on her beer then, not expecting that answer. She looked at him with wide eyes, then smiled widely, knowing the alcohol in her system was giving her extra confidence around him.

"Oh I wouldn't say that if I were you Sir, you might not get rid of me," she teased back.

Jack smiled at her then, then moved so he was in front of her. He shook his head at her and laughed again.

"C'mere," he said while holding out his arms.

Sam jumped down from her perch and moved into his arms for a soft tender hug. She felt his hand rest round her waist and his other tangle in her hair. She sighed contently, knowing this would be as close as they would be allowed to get. She also knew that they were breaking regulations by embracing the way they were, but she didn't care.

Jack held her close. He loved the way her body seemed to melt into his, like they were two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle being put together. He let his hand rest in her hair, he loved how it felt so soft and silky. He also knew that they were breaking regulations, and he also didn't care. He wanted her to be in his arms forever, now she was truly home.

He kissed her forehead softly as they pulled back, smiling as she blushed.

"Come on, Daniel and Teal'c will wonder where we are," he said as he took hold of her hand.

Sam grabbed the other beer while Jack got the orange juice, and followed him back to the living room where Star Wars was playing on the TV.

The remaining members of the team turned round to look at them as they re-entered the room. Seeing them holding hands was nothing new to them, they were used to seeing it on team nights. Daniel smiled at them through a pained smile as he was handed his beer. He hated the fact that his two friends could not be together. He knew they deserved to be, they deserved to be happy. He knew they would be happy together.

Jack sat back down on the sofa, after handing Teal'C his juice, and pulled Sam down next to him. He let go of the hand he was holding and put his arm around her while taking hold of her other hand. He smiled at her as she rested her head on his shoulder and put her arm around his waist, holding him close then went back to watching the film they had all seen far too many times.

/end flashback/

"Thanks," she said as he handed her the mug of coffee. She smiled softly at him.

"You wanna talk here? Or go somewhere a bit more comfortable?" he asked before taking a sip of his own coffee.

"Living room sounds good," she said as she put her coffee on the counter and jumped down. She picked it back up then followed him into the living room and sat at the other end of the sofa.

"Where do you want to start?" Jack started.

"Well you already know everything that happened and the result of it."

"What about your pills?" concern laced his voice.

"Janet thinks that I won't need them soon. I'm a lot happier than before. She's given me different ones, ones that aren't as strong. So it's a start," she explained while looking him in the eye.

"I'm glad to hear that. Sam, I want you to know that I'm really sorry for what happened that night. Even though I can't remember any of it, I feel as though I do, you know?"

"I don't think I'm sorry anymore," she sounded surprised, even to her own ears.

"You're not?" he was as shocked as she was about her confession.

"No, look what we got out of it. An amazing little boy. I thought I'd never have a family, no matter how small. Now I have a son, one who means everything to me and I don't think I'd be able to survive without him now. And you, you've got a second chance at being a parent. You're amazing with him, you know that?" she smiled. She could feel the old Sam returning slightly.

"You think?"

"Yeah, you've had such an effect on him. Believe it or not, but he's a lot happier now and has more energy. He loves spending time with you. You do whatever he wants, you even watch Thomas with him, even though you've seen it a million times by now."

"I love spending time with him, he's got an addictive personality. When you first told me about him I wanted to spend all my time with him, and when I came home at night it was so quiet, I couldn't stand it."

"I'm sorry for all I put you through, if I could take it back I would."

"You don't have to apologise Sam. I understand why you did it. I just wish I had listened to you back then, things could be so different now."

"Yeah I know," she agreed. "But now we have a chance to start fresh."

"We do. It feels amazing to be able to talk to you again Sam, I've missed this," he confessed.

Sam looked on with shocked eyes, he was being open with her, a lot more open than she had expected.

"Me too," she told him. "I think that, for Jake's sake we should try and make an effort for things to work between us."

"Really?" Jack asked shocked, not expecting that from her so soon. "How so?"

"I think we should see how it goes, but I think dad wants us to get married," Sam laughed.

"I got that impression too," Jack laughed with her.

"How about we concentrate on being friends again first?"

"That's the least I want Sam."

The sat in silence for a few minutes drinking the rest of their coffee. The silence felt comfortable, like when they had been friends the few years before.

"What do you think of Jake's request?" Jack sniggered.

"Oh God," she put her head in her hands. "Now that he's got that idea in his head he's gonna stick to it and not let it go for awhile, if at all. I don't think I'm ready for another one yet. When I'm off the anti-depressants for good I might consider it." She looked at him from under her hair and saw that he agreed with her words.

"I think dad wants another grandchild…" Jack said.

"He wants more than one," Sam told him.

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, just after I found out Jake was ok and I got to hold him for the first time he said, and I quote, "between you and Mark you could make a baseball team, how about it Sam?" I wanted to hit him for that one."

"Oh well, only six more kids to go…" Jack said, a scared look on his face.

"I told him if he wanted that many grandkids he should've had more children of his own, he went pale at the thought. And said, 'after you Sam, I don't think I could've handled any more'."

Sam and Jack continued to talk things through for the next few hours. They talked through their feelings about the incident on the planet and how they had been in the weeks that followed. Sam told Jack of her distress that he wouldn't listen to her when she found out she was expecting.

They talked about what it could have been like had he listened, and where they would be today.

"Do you think we would be together? Maybe be married or something if I had listened?" Jack asked, hesitant.

"Um, I'm not sure. Probably… dad probably would have made you ask at the very least."

"He wouldn't have needed to make me ask you, I would've done it regardless. I would've done the right thing Sam, for all of us."

"I had a feeling you would say that," she smiled.

Jack smiled back at her and ran a hand through his hair.

"Well, I suppose I should save Daniel from going insane," Sam announced, four hours after she arrived. "Thank you, for everything today."

"It's not a problem, I'm glad we've sorted this out," he said as they stood up and walked towards the door.

"You're welcome to come round anytime," Sam said as she opened the door and stepped out.

"I'll keep that in mind, thanks Sam," he said as he stood on the threshold.

Sam surprised him then, she stepped towards him and took him in her arms. She held him tightly once his arms had wrapped themselves around her.

"Don't let go of us Jack," she whispered.

"I'll never let go Sam. Never," he replied.