AN: this first cahpter is a little slow, but it gets better, i promise!

Chapter One

"Look what we did." The woman was looking down at the baby in her arms, the largest smile you can imagine written across her face. She did, however, look exhausted and sweaty (well you would after 17 hours of labor) but still astonishingly beautiful. Her short blonde hair at all angles and the deepest blue eyes that gleamed with joy as she looked at her daughter. She lifted her hand to wipe a tear from her face, smiling the whole time.

"Oh God, Jack. She's perfect!"

Sam looked from her baby up to her husband standing next to the bed, who had a matching, and if possible, even larger grin on his face.

"Yes she is." He kissed his wife atop the head and leaned in to run a finger over the rosy cheek of the child lying in his wife's arms. His index finger nearly dwarfed her entire head but still she was one of the most beautiful babies to ever grace the planet Earth … well certainly the SGC Infirmary.

"She definitely takes after her mother."

His wife looked from their baby back up to her husband who met her gaze; he brought up his hand from the face of his daughter to his wife using his thumb to wipe away the tears running down her face. Cupping her face in his hand he leaned in and kissed her deeply. The pair separated but only enough so that they could rest their foreheads together, the two still smiling profusely. Sam could have sworn that her husband's eyes were a little wet.

"Well done Colonel, you did good," Jack O'Neill said to his wife, lifting his head away and tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear. He moved his hand from her face to around her shoulder and sat down on the edge of the bed. The two looked down at their daughter, who had now stopped crying and was leaning into her mother's body. Samantha O'Neill leaned back into the warm embrace of her husband, the man whom she had loved for nine years and was finally hers. And now, as if to complete the circle, they had a daughter.

God!

She had given birth to Jack O'Neill's daughter. She was the mother of his child! She thought she was happy the day she married him, the day she went from Samantha Carter to Dr. Lt. Colonel Samantha O'Neill, wife of the most gorgeous one star in the entire US Air Force. But this … this was a new level of happiness. She could feel it flowing though the very essence of her being (excuse the cliché), she … she was … God. There were no words to describe just how very happy she was. This, this moment right here was … it was everything she had ever dreamed of … she had a husband who she would go to hell and back for, who she loved to such an extent that it practically killed her every time she was away from him for more than 24 hours. And she had a daughter … she was finally a mother and that … that was everything. She had heard other women talking of how much they loved their children. But she never really understood … until now … until the first moment she held her own daughter in her arms. The sudden wave of love that washed over her, the urge to protect the child that she had carried for nine months overtook everything … every fiber of her being (again, sorry about the cliché), the connection between mother and child was so deep that no one who was without a child of their own could understand.

The pair looked down at their daughter, both, not surprisingly, still smiling to such an extent that Jack's cheeks were beginning to hurt, but he didn't care, he was ludicrously happy. His wife and daughter in his arms. Things didn't get any better than this … Life was … well there was only one way to describe it …

…Perfect.

TBC…