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Rating: T - kissing and stuff, nothing major, mention of sex though.

Wow, this chapter ended up being a heck of a lot longer than first anticipated, anyway, I hope you guys (and gals) enjoy the final installment of "Broken Dreams", would love to know what you think of not only this chapter, but my previous ones as well as I put a surprising amount of time into this 'fun' fanfic that I started to take my mind of 'Hidden Love Affair'...yeah, that worked...not!

Song: Heaven is a place on earth - Belinda Carlisle sighs don't you just love that song?

As the winter snow melted, and the first buds of Spring burst from the damp soil, Sam was still at Jack's cabin. She had called the SGC and requested a few more weeks of leave, and considering the amount of over time she had done, heck she had pretty much loved there for the past 12 years, it was granted easily. It had been an idyllic month, spending days curled up with Jack by the fire, reading one of his many books, and nights spent making love, slow, sensual, erotic and oh-so fulfilling sex.

"The last day dawned, their last day in there little paradise, and it was bright and crisp, a chill still lingering in the air as the shut the cabin up for the summer, securing the windos, putting the chimney gate in and making sure that all perishables were either thrown out or packed into the cooler for the drive back to Colorado Springs. Driving duties would be shared, and music would be under the control of the driver, the passenger could voice no objections to the music chosen. Which was why they listened to classical when Jack was driving and heavy rock when Sam was driving.

It was a long drive back to Colorado Springs, but Sam finally drew up in front of her house, Jack having fallen asleep a couple of hours ago.

"Jack?" Sam gently poked his shoulder, giggling as he swatted her hand away and mumbled something that sounded very similar to 'don't wanna go to school'.

"Jack." She purred, a finger lazily tracing across his jaw line and down his neck as his eyes snapped open, "knew that'd wake you." Sam laughed as she jumped out of the truck and went round to open the book, shrieking as Jack ambushed her, wrapping his arms around her waist as he pressed his lips against her neck.

"Tease." He mumbled against her skin as she chuckled.

"Samantha!" Came a cry from behind them, Jack immediately dropping his hands as Sam moved to embrace the elderly lady that had snuck up on them.

"Mrs. Johnson, it's good to see you again, I hope you are well?" Stepping back from her hug she took in the older womans appearance, she looked so old.

"Just fine dear, and where have you been. I've been worried sick, that young man you put in charge wouldn't answer a single question." Concern etched across her weathered features, "I thought you had retired from active duty?"

Sam stepped back as she felt Jack's arm wrap tenderly around her waist, drawing her to his side, "Oh, I have retired from active duty…I had a mission of the heart though." Sam smiled at up him, "Mrs. Johnson this is my fiancé, General Jack O'Neill."

"Retired!" Jack added as he smiled down at the woman by his side as Mrs. Johnson gave a slight gasp.

"So, you finally got him huh?" She asked, a smile gracing her lips as Jack flushed slightly as Sam giggled by his side.

"Yeah, I finally got him, only took 12 years!"

"Well, let me be the first to congratulate you, whens the big day?"

"Well, we don't know yet, hopefully soon." Sam replied as he gave her waist a gentle squzeze.

"And will we hear the pitter patter of tiny feet?" Mrs. Johnson asked as her eyes sparkled with hope. She had lived next door to Sam since she had moved to Colorado Springs 12 years ago, and had taken her in as a surrogate daughter, having never had any herself, and had always hoped that Sam would get the man of her dreams and have the family she dserved.

"Hopefully." Jack answered, finally finding his voice as Sam gave a shiver of excitement. They had talked about this with each other, but were yet to tell others of there plans.

"Oh that's wonderful, I just know you'll make a wonderful mother…why I remember when you used to take care of Cassie, you are a natural Samantha." Mrs. Johnson said, excitement lighting up her features, "Well, I just wanted to make sure you are okay, I'll drop by later with all your mail." She added as she hugged Samantha and then Jack.

"You make her happy Jack." Mrs. Johnson said as she turned to walk slowly back to her house, chuckling under her breath.

"I'll help you unload the truck, then I have to drop by work." Sam said as she pulled a couple of bags out of the boot.

"Can I come?" Jack asked, it had been a long time since he had stepped foot into Cheyenne Mountain Complex, not since…Daniel's memorial service.

"Sure." Sam was fairly certain with her being the current base CO and Jack a former CO that she could get him in.

Getting in had been, the poor Airman at the gate had nearly had a coronary when Major General Samantha Catrter, current CO of the SGC ordering him to let her through the gate with a stranger, at first refusing before Jack jumped in and told him who he was, poor kid couldn't press the button fast enough.

"Strange as it seems, I've issed this place." Jack said as they strolled casually through the halls of the SGC, hand in hand and drawing many a second look from passing personnel.

"It's a bit boring really, no Goa'uld, no replicators, no Ori, just lots of meet and greets now." Sam said as they entered the briefing room, grinning as everyone stood, saluted then gaped at seeing there CO hand in hand and grinning like a Cheshire Cat with a former CO.

"Sam!" A familiar voice cried, before Jack found himself being engulfed in a hug from one very exuberant Cassandra Frasier.

"Cassie?" Sam said, a smile on her face as Cassie stepped back, flushing slightly as she snapped to attention and saluted them both smartly.

"Permission to hug, Generals?" A smile twitching at her mouth as Jack wrapped his arms around her.

"How's my favorite girl?" Jack asked

"Excuse me?" Sam questioned, her eyebrow raising mischievously

"Uhh…what I meant was, who is my favorite girl that I'm not getting married to?."

"WHAT!?" Cassie screeched into his ear as she leapt back and eyed them both before launching herself into Sam's arms, "Took you guys long enough…honestly, your both as stubborn as each other."

"When?" she asked as Sam indicated that they should move into her office, turning to the rather stunned officers at the briefing room table.

"Carry on you lot, and if I hear one word of this escaping this room, you'll be on a one way trip to PZZ-298!" Jack was surprised when every marine in the room shuddered.

As Sam closed the door to her office Cassie launched into an incoherent babble, with Jack catching the words 'about time', 'marriage', 'vows', 'dress' and 'cake' every now and then. Jumping in when Cassie finally had to take a breath.

"Sam…what's PZZ-298?" Cassie and Sam both exchanged looks, grinning wickedly.

"Oh, it's a matriarchal society…every unmarried male is castrated upon exiting the Stargate." Sam said evenly as Jack cringed, his hand unknowingly reaching to cover himself as Sam and Cassie dissolved into laughter.

"Hey…" Jack whined as he swooped on Sam, pinning her against the desk as she continued to giggle in his grasp, "No giggling General!" he mumbled as he brushed his lips over hers, losing himself in her blue eyes as Cassie gave a quiet 'ahem', reminding them that she was still in the room…and that the marines were now no longer at the briefing table but were all standing at the window cheering them on.

Just as she had done years before when she organized Daniel and Vala's wedding, Cassie threw herself into organizing an event that she believed long overdue. It was decided that there small wedding party would be able to fit in Sam's backyard. A simple wedding was all they wanted, close friends and family they said, and Cassie not so willingly obliged, wanting them to have the whole big wedding thing. Presidential approval was granted, and Jack was able to wear his Mess Uniform for the ceremony, and Sam firmly believed that he was the most gorgeous hunk of manflesh when he had walked out of the bedroom and showed her what he looked like in it. Her response was to simply gape (a tiny bit of drooling may have been involved) and kiss him senseless.

Teal'c was contacted, and was both honoured and humbled when Jack asked him to be his best man, and promised that he would arrive several days before the event. General Hammond had been a tad emotional when Sam had asked him to give her away, and had simply enveloped her in a hug and said it would be an honour, and that it was about time. Cassie had been thrilled, though not particularly surprised when Sam asked her to be her maid of honour.

The day dawned, the sky a brilliant blue with not a cloud in the sky as Cassie dragged a rather reluctant Sam from her bed to begin preparations, insisting that it was only just past dawn and it was an afternoon wedding, could she please sleep in. Cassie had merely stared her down in a way that was scarily similar to Janet.

The last touches were applied to her makeup, Cassie having done an incredible job in simply highlighting Sam's natural beauty. After much persistence from Cassie, Sam finally relented and had hair extensions put in, and it was softly curled around her face. Sam had been shocked when she saw herself in the mirror, having had short hair since she joined the Air Force when she was barely out of her teens. Her dress, lovingly made by Mrs. Johnson was simple, but showed off her elegant lines, the crisp white material clinging in the right places and flowing in the right places. Smoothing the material down her body Cassie had just about had a fit when tears welled in Sam's eyes.

"Samantha Carter, don't you dare cry, I just finished your make-up!" She screeched as Sam took a deep steadying breath, "Why on earth are you crying?"

"Just never thought this day would come…marrying the man of my dreams." A wistful sign escaped from them both as Sam turned to face Cassie, her blue eyes shining with happiness as Cassie lead the way down the stairs. The music beginning to softly play from the piano…god only knew where Cassie had got that as she slid the door open to her back porch as General Hammond turned to greet her, extending his arm and gazing at her in an affectionate way (A/N: I'm talking Uncle affectionate here people) as Cassie began to walk solemnly down the aisle, fighting her urges to skip for joy at the day finally being here.

And then it was her turn, her eye on the prize as she walked steadily down the aisle, never once breaking her blue gaze with his brown one as he grinned broadly, his gorgeous chocolate brown eyes dancing with delight as they swept up and down her figure, before settling on her face, drawing her in helplessly. Even if she had have wanted to run, those eyes on hers wouldn't allow it.

And then, she was there. Standing next to him as he reached out to gently grip her hand, "perfection." Was all he could manage to gasp out as they turned to the minister, smiles planted on both there faces as the ceremony began.

As Jack stared happily at his wife. Wife. He still have trouble believing that this was truly happening as she smiled, breaking away from her conversation ever few minutes to flash him a broad grin, god she was glowing. And as clichéd and corny as it sounded, she looked like an Angel today, her golden hair creating a halo around her as she excused herself from the conversation she was having with McKay (who kept shooting glares at Jack when ever he thought Sam wasn't looking) and glided across the dance floor towards him.

"Jack O'Neill…I believe you promised me the next dance." She smiled down at him, as she held her hand out.

"Oh, right I did." Jack replied, stupefied by her glorious smile. As she nodded at Cassie who took up position at the microphone and without the backing of any music, began to sing in her beautiful, but rarely heard voice.

When the night falls down
I wait for you
And you come around
And the worlds alive
With the sound of kids
On the street outside

Swallowing slightly as Sam gently wrapped her arms around his neck and drew herself into his body as his hands settled on her hips, the world outside of them dimming as Cassie smiled and continued singing.

When you walk into the room
You pull me close and we start to move
And were spinning with the stars above
And you lift me up in a wave of love...

God, did she ever do this to him. Wave? Sam was a tsunami, and he was caught helplessly in the waters of her blue eyes as they shimmered mere inches from his.

Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth ?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
Well make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth

Heaven was right. Being in her arms, wrapped in her love, entranced by her eyes, this was his idea of heaven.

When I feel alone
I reach for you
And you bring me home
When I'm lost at sea
I hear your voice
And it carries me

5 months ago, Sam had been alone, lost and she had reached out for him. He had rescued her, carried her safely back to shore, nestled firmly in his grasp.

In this world we're just beginning
To understand the miracle of living
Baby I was afraid before
But I'm not afraid anymore

Maybe she had been afraid before. Maybe that's why she had waited 12 years to tell him that she loved him. But no more. This was there beginning, there fresh start. There miracle. And she wasn't afraid anymore.

Ooh, baby, do you know what that's worth ?
Ooh heaven is a place on earth
They say in heaven love comes first
Well make heaven a place on earth
Ooh heaven is a place on earth

Being wrapped in his arms, those strong arms that had held her through bad times, had comforted her when she had been lost. She knew that this was perfect. Her Heaven.

As Cassie finished singing, the crowd was flicking there gaze from her to the couple on Sam's deck who were so wrapped up in each everyone was fairly certain that they hadn't even noticed that the song had finished.

Leaning down he gently brushed a kiss over her lips as the guests gave a sigh of happiness.

"Jack?" Sam whispered, god she was grinning so much her face hurt.

"mmm?" he mumbled into her neck.

"Look at me." She commanded as Jack raised his gaze to meet hers, once again entranced in the blue orbs, "I'm pregnant."

"Really?" Excitement flashed across his face, as Sam gave a tiny nod, giggling when Jack turned to the guests who had been straining to hear what was being said.

"Guess what everyone…I'm going to be a dad!" Grinning through tears that he refused to let fall, he gently fell to his knees, placing a gentle kiss against her stomach as he whispered against her. Tears of happiness welling and finally falling as Sam struggled to keep her rampant emotions in check.

Meanwhile Cassie was whooping, Teal'c was grinning and General Hammond was asking people to pay up. Mrs. Johnson already had her knitting needles out.

The months passed quickly, with Sam getting heavier and grouchier, but Jack was her pillar of strength, always beside her when she needed him. And he had a sixth sense about her need for crackers. Always appearing with them before she had even called to him. Smiling sadly he had explained that Sara had been the same way.

With her age, her doctor had warned her that things may not go according to plan and much to her dismay she was ordered to stay off her feet for the final two months of her pregnancy. Jack had merely commented that he had finally found a way to get her off base for an extended period of time. Sam had then thrown a pillow at him.

Sam was a basket case when her water broke. She had grabbed Jack's hand and damn near broke it with every contraction. But he refused to leave her side as he gently sponged her down, fed her ice-chips and stroked her hand between contractions, whispering loving endearments whilst she had screamed at him, threatening everything from divorcing him and sending him to PZZ-298 to throttling him with her bare hands. And in her current state she would probably do it as well. And then with one final push (and scream), the pain ended, Sam fell back on the bed gasping in air at the same time as there newborn child.

"A son." The doctor told them as he cut and tied the cord, wrapping him in a blanket and handing him to a nurse so that she could check him over.

"I love you Sam." Jack whispered as he kissed her forehead.

"You had better, I wouldn't go through that for someone who didn't love me." Jack merely chuckled as he gazed lovingly at her as their son was placed in her arms.

"He's perfect." Sam whispered as she kissed her sons head, a loud wail escaping from his mouth before he settled down.

"Just like his mum." Jack whispered back as he took a deep breath, a hand tentatively reaching out to stroke his son's face as his eyes opened, revealing crystal blue eyes, his head already covered in a light brown fuzz.

"General O'Neill…have you decided on a name?" the doctor asked as they both looked up, then at each other, then down at their sleeping son. A silent conversation. A silent decision.

"Daniel Jacob Carter-O'Neill." Sam responded as Jack smiled happily, his brown eyes brimming with tears, he had wanted to suggest Daniel as a name, but had always held back. But somehow she understood that he wanted to honor one of his closest friends in the only way he knew how.

Later, as Sam slept peacefully, Jack still by her side with Daniel staring wide eyed at up him, he realized that sometimes dreams can be made, dreams can be broken…and dreams can be born.

Hope you enjoyed the final chapter, "A Dream is born." of my fanfic "Broken Dreams." Please leave a message after the tone


Anyway, I'm going to stop prattling on and let you review, and I'm going to get some sleep...since it's 1:15 AM and I have a psychology test at 9:05AM...today, oh what fun!