Italics indicates Abydonian
There was a silence after General Landry dismissed the meeting. Then, Jack got up.
"You still like donuts, Kawalski?" he asked.
"With the cream filling? My favorite."
"Come on, we'll see if I can't use my General powers to get some from the mess," Jack said.
Kawalski shot Sha're a questioning look. She smiled back at him.
"Protecting me does not mean following me around everywhere, Charlie," she reminded him. "Go."
Kawalski gave her a faint smile.
"You sure you're going to be ok, Sweetheart?"
"Fine," she said.
Kawalski bent down and lightly kissed her cheek.
"Go get em, tiger," he whispered.
"Go away," she instructed him.
As Kawalski moved away from her with a wink, she caught an odd look on Daniel's face. But it disappeared the moment he caught her looking at him.
Thus dismissed, Kawalski left the room following Jack, the two old friends already talking.
It was only after Kawalski had disappeared that Sha're realized the awkward situation that she had put herself in. She shifted uncomfortably in her chair.
"So," said Vala, turning to her. "Daniel managed to get a girl after all."
Sha're felt her face growing hot. She dared not look in Daniel's direction.
"Something like that," she said awkwardly.
The brunette at her side didn't seem to notice her discomfort.
"How did he get up the courage to talk to you? I was under the assumption that Daniel was a gelding."
"Vala!" Daniel protested, shocked.
Sha're only smiled. There were so many things this woman didn't know about Sha're wonderful Daniel.
"Actually," she said softly. "I was a gift."
Daniel blushed furiously, and Vala's mouth fell open.
Vala rounded on Daniel.
"And you accepted?" she demanded, poking him in the chest.
"I didn't actually know I was accepting at the time," Daniel said, defending himself.
Sha're looked between them, concerned that they were fighting, but Sam merely looked amused.
"They do that all the time," Sam said aside to her.
Sha're suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to be near her son again. They hadn't been separated since his birth, and leaving him in the infirmary had set her on edge.
She stood up, stretching out her legs, which were getting rather cramped from sitting so long.
"I left something rather important in the infirmary," she said. "I wish to go retrieve it."
"I'll come with you," Sam said, shooting a glance at Daniel and Vala, who were still softly bickering.
Once out of the room, Sha're let out a breath that she didn't know she had been
"It wasn't that bad, was it?" Sam asked.
Sha're smiled wanly.
"It could have gone much worse," she agreed.
"I guess it must be hard, seeing Daniel again after everything that's happened."
"You could say that," replied Sha're. "It's just that I did not expect him to look essentially the same as the man that I lost to Klorel. I have missed him so much and now here he is."
"It must be hard for you."
"It is bizarre," Sha're agreed.
"He was pretty broken up when his Sha're died," Sam said softly. "His love for her – you – is almost legendary in the SGC."
There were running footsteps behind them. Both women turned.
"Sha're, Sam, wait," Daniel panted.
Sha're felt her pulse speed up, and a blush spread across her dusky cheeks. She took a deep breath to calm herself, but being around Daniel made her heart beat faster and her knees go weak.
"Hey Daniel," she greeted him.
Daniel ran a hand through his hair.
"I would have followed you guys right away, but Vala's pretty hard to get rid of."
Sam pulled a face.
"No kidding," she said.
Daniel flashed a grin at Sha're, and Sha're hesitantly smiled back. The old spark that had once been between them once more showed itself, as bright as sudden as lightning.
Sam looked from Daniel to Sha're, and them back.
"I guess I should be getting back to my experiments. I left some things running, and I want to compare the data," she said, hurriedly. "See you guys later."
Sha're knew what she was doing, and wasn't sure whether she was pleased or upset. Sam had been a buffer. Now she was all alone with Daniel.
She smiled up at him, trying not to look as nervous as he felt.
"Hi," Daniel said, a little shyly. "Do you mind if I walk with you?"
Sha're had been prepared for his presence, but he looked so much like the vulnerable, gentle Daniel that she had fallen in love with on the sands of Abydos all those years ago that her defenses crumbled.
"Of course you can," she said.
His bright smile made her stomach do somersaults.
She started walking, and he walked beside her, his hands deep in his pockets.
"You said before, but I can't remember. Where are you going?"
"The infirmary," Sha're replied.
Daniel's face wrinkled in confusion, an expression so familiar that Sha're almost reached up to smooth the lines away, like she used to on Abydos when he was thinking too hard. Her hand balled itself into a fist to stop it from moving.
"I thought you'd been checked out and released already," he said.
"I have. But I left something there."
"Oh, right," Daniel said. His smile lit up his face, and Sha're felt her heart speed up in response.
They turned down the gray corridor towards the infirmary.
"You seem to know your way around already," Daniel said. "When I first came here I was always getting lost."
"This SGC is very similar to my own," Sha're said. "I spent a lot of time in the infirmary."
She risked a glance at Daniel's face, and saw a shocked look there.
"Not as a patient," she said hurriedly. "We captured a Gou'ld hand device, and since I have naquedah in my blood I was able to use it. I'm also somewhat of an expert on alien diseases."
"Wow." Daniel looked suitably impressed.
Sha're shrugged it off.
"Janet was helping me work on my medical degree. I spent a lot of time with her when I wasn't offworld."
"I've spent a lot of time in the infirmary myself," Daniel joked. "I think I have a bed named after me or something."
"You always were accident prone," she replied.
"Yeah, it's true."
They approached the door to the infirmary. Sha're could smell the familiar antiseptic and bleach smell as they approached. Daniel stood to the side of the door.
"Ladies first," he said, smiling.
A tall man with a large wrench passed by.
"Oh, Sargeant Siler?" Daniel called. The man turned.
"Sha're," Daniel said. "I need to talk to Siler for a minute. You go on without me."
Sha're nodded, ashamed with herself that she was almost grateful. She had had no idea how to tell Daniel about Jacob. Now the meeting was delayed a little.
When Sha're walked into the infirmary, several nurses were bending over the bars of a cot, cooing.
"Ms Jackson," Dr. Lamb greeted her. "We're just admiring your little one."
Two of the nurses parted, and Sha're squeezed in between them to see her son lying on his back and gazing at the crowd of women with curiosity.
"He's got such beautiful eyes," one nurse said, grinning at the baby.
"He has his father's eyes," Sha're said, smiling.
"He's so beautiful," a woman in green BDU's sighed. "I want one."
"Alright," Dr. Lamb said after a few more moments of staring longingly at the infant. "Everyone back to work. And Major Kent, get back to your bed."
A woman with short black hair and a cast on her leg scowled and hobbled back to her bed a few cots over. The other women dispersed as well, with longing glances over their shoulders.
"Sorry about that," Dr. Lamb said. "They all just wanted to look."
"I knew he was a…" she searched for the phrase. "… ladies man. Look how he loved the attention."
They both looked down at Jacob, who was grinning toothlessly and playing with his foot.
Sha're reached down and scooped him up into her arms, hugging him close.
"I missed you," she said, rubbing her nose to his.
Dr. Lamb smiled, and walked away with a wave.
"I'll be in my office if you need anything."
Sha're didn't need anything but the child in her arms. She balanced him on her shoulder, and covered his tiny face with kisses.
"Did you miss me, my son?" she asked in Abydonian. She tried to talk to Jake in her own language as much as possible, so that he would be used to it. "Did you miss me? I missed you, little darling. I missed so you much."
Jake gave her an adorable toothless smile and waved his tiny fists at her, gurgling. She laughed, swaying gently as she kissed him again and again.
"I'm never letting you out of my sight again," she crooned.
"You'll get pretty tired of him if you never let him out of your sight for the next eighteen years," said a voice from the door, also in Abydonian.
"Sure thing, Dr. Jackson," Siler said. He shouldered his huge wrench, that he seemed to carry everywhere with him, and began to walk back down the hall.
Daniel shook his head, and turned to the infirmary. He walked into the door, and then froze.
There, in front of him, was a vision. Sha're, his beloved Sha're, alive and happy and holding a tiny infant lovingly in her arms.
"Did you miss me? I missed you, my little darling. I missed you so much," she crooned, in Abydonian, a language that Daniel had almost forgotten how to speak, it had been so long.
A lump formed in Daniel's throat. He had dreamed about such a picture as was now before him, longed for it, ached for it for so long. The child in Sha're's arms was undoubtedly hers. He had her high cheekbones and delicate features, as well as a fuzz of soft black hair on his bald head.
"I'm never letting you out of my sight again," Sha're promised the child, covering his small face with kisses.
It was all Daniel could do not to march over there right now and take Sha're in his arms. He shook his head, remembering the way that Sha're and Kawalski had bickered earlier, and the soft kiss Kawalski had placed on her cheek. Another sort of lump came into Daniel's throat. This was probably Kawalski's kid. He and Sha're… The thought made Daniel want to rip the Colonel apart. He couldn't blame her, though. According to Sha're, he had been a Gou'ld host for almost eight years. He couldn't begrudge her the right to move on.
"You'll get pretty tired of him if you never let him out of your sight for the next eighteen years," he called out in Abydonian, forcing himself to keep his voice light.
Sha're looked up, and Daniel's breath caught in his throat. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She bit her lip, a gesture he remembered she did when she was nervous.
"Dan'iel," she said.
Her voice carried the soft lilt of her Abydonian accent, and she pronounced his name as she had on Abydos. The thought made it hard for Daniel to breathe. He forced himself to stay neutral.
"What's his name?" he asked.
Sha're glanced down at the child in her arms.
"Jac'ob," she said.
"Can I hold him?" Daniel asked.
Sha're's eyes lit up. She began to walk towards him.
Carefully, she placed the baby into Daniel's outstretched arms, adjusting his grip as she did so.
"Watch his head," she instructed.
Daniel looked down into Jacob's little face, and smiled. You couldn't help smiling at this baby. He was so sweet.
Jacob looked back up at Daniel with huge blue eyes.
A strange look crossed Sha're's face.
"He's beautiful," Daniel said, switching to English unconsciously.
"He is my salvation," Sha're murmured, stroking the fuzz on top of the baby's head with her index finger.
Every fiber of Daniel's being wanted this child to be his.
"Jacob, eh?" Daniel said, looking up at her. Again, he had to force himself to keep his tone light.
Sha're smiled a gentle smile that was tinged with sadness. Daniel felt his heart constrict.
"Jacob Jonathan," she said, her voice said. "After the two finest men I have ever known."
Daniel had nothing to say to that. He continued to look down at the baby in his arms. After a moment, Sha're continued.
"Sam named him. Jacob was so pleased. He was always talking about 'my namesake'."
"Sam named him after her father," Daniel guessed.
"Jacob Carter was always so pleased. He loved to hold my little Jake." Her voice shook slightly.
Daniel looked up to see Sha're dark eyes swimming with tears.
"Sha're?" he asked, concerned. "What is it?"
"One of the last things that Jacob said before he flew his alkesh into Klorel's mothership was that he thought of me as a daughter also," Sha're said. Her voice shook with repressed emotion. "And of Jake as his grandson." She turned away and wiped the moisture from her eyes. Then, she turned to face Daniel and her smile was back. "He was so happy," she said.
"Jacob was a good man here too," Daniel said. "One of the bravest men I ever met."
Sha're nodded his head.
"I am proud to have my son bear his name."
Daniel gulped. He didn't want to ask, but he knew he had to. If he didn't ask now, he would be letting himself hope only to have those hopes dashed.
"Jake… Kawalski?" he asked, looking down at the baby and then back up at Sha're.
Sha're's chin whipped up, a startled look on her face.
"What?" she said.
"Well, you and he seemed pretty comfortable back there. He called you 'sweetheart' and kissed you, so I just thought…." Daniel trailed off, cursing himself for babbling.
Sha're shook her head, her black curls bobbing at the motion.
"No! Jake is not his son."
"Oh," Daniel said. "I just thought…"
Sha're smile was sad again.
"I can see how you would think that way. Charlie and I are very close. He has been such a comfort to me, and such a good friend. There was a time when I thought… but no. He is not Jake's father."
"Then who is?" the words were out of Daniel's mouth before he could stop them. Sha're was looking at him with such an intense look in her dark eyes. He shook his head. "You know what? It's none of my business. Never mind." He handed Jake back to her, heading for the door. He should have just walked through it, but his feelings got the better of him.
He paused in the doorway, and turned to face her. Her small face was so pale and her expression so heartbreaking that he instantly regretted his words. He ran a hand through his hair. It was harder than he thought to treat her like an ordinary person. Like once upon a time he hadn't been in love with someone who looked and acted exactly like her.
"I'm sorry," he said.
Sha're's face was impassive. But her eyes were huge and pleading.
"It's just," Daniel said, trying to explain himself. "This is the second time I've found you with another man's child." That was unfair, and he knew it. But he didn't care. It still hurt.
If possible, Sha're's eyes grew even bigger. She took a step towards him.
"No, Dan'iel," she said, slipping into her native language once more. "Not another man's."
"What?" Daniel asked. "How can you say that? You said the me in your world has been a Gou'ld for ten years. How can it not be another man's child?"
Sha're shook her head, her big dark eyes swimming with tears again. Daniel mentally kicked himself. He had made her cry again.
"Someday I will explain to you," she promised. "Not today, but some day. You must believe me when I say that he is your son." She held the baby out to him. "Jac'ob Jackson."
"I don't understand," Daniel said, his gaze locked with hers.
She shook her head, her eyes still full of tears.
"Can I hold him again?" Daniel asked, holding out his arms for the baby. He expected her to refuse, but instead a beautiful smile shone on her face. It was as if someone had just turned on the sun. Her smile lit up the whole room.
She handed the baby back.
Daniel looked down at the child, and shook his head. His son? He and Sha're had tried for children on Abydos, and been unsuccessful. He always thought of children in the same daydream that he thought of finding a way to get Sha're back alive. And after her death he had given up that dream.
Daniel scrutinized the baby's face, searching for any sign of himself there. And what he saw made him gasp.
"The eyes," he said. "Those are my eyes."
The look on Sha're's face was now very strange indeed.
"What?" Daniel asked, defensively.
"It is the first time Jacob has been held by his father," Sha're said, her voice tight.
"Is he really my son?" Daniel asked, tearing his eyes from Sha're's face to look down at Jake.
"You believe me," she said, sounding a little surprised.
Daniel looked up at her, and saw the face of his beloved Sha're of old.
"Yes," he said.
"Thank you," she whispered.
And Daniel knew that his Sha're or not, he was lost.
Author's Note: I pretty much love the image of Daniel holding Jake. I see him standing in the middle of the infirmary looking adorably confused while little Jake looks up at him with huge blue eyes.
If Sha're seems a little weepy, it's because, well… she is. Imagine how emotional you would get if your son was being held by his father for the first time, and that father happened to be the love of your life who you thought was lost to you forever. The vibe I get from Sha're is that she's not afraid to show her emotions. She's not one for hiding things, and even years of working for the SGC hasn't hardened her from that.
My brother got SG1 season 3 for Christmas, so now I can watch "Forever in a Day" any time I want. Maybe I can shut it off at the right time and Daniel will never come out of the dream Sha're gave him. I wish they could have kept Sha're alive… there could have been some great domestic story lines there. Ah well. Their missed script opportunity is my fanfic opportunity!