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The first day, which was a Monday, with the Hamishs was the best one for Devlin. His room was upstairs it was nice and roomy. It didn't have much in it but a bed and closet. His room at Cam's had a bookshelf and toys besides a bed and closet.
"Rest up here I will call you when dinner is ready." Jenny smiled.
"Can I help you cook?" Devlin asked.
"Maybe another time! You have a big day tomorrow with your father in the field so rest today." Jenny smiled.
Devlin made sure to keep his book bag hidden because his father didn't like anything from earth. The first night he took a bath and put on his favorite pair of cameo pjs, Cam had packed. His parents came up to say goodnight.
"What are you wearing?" Doyle growled.
"My night clothes." Devlin answered honestly.
"Those are not what we gave you! Take them off and throw them away. You will wear what we tell you! Now go to sleep you will help me in the field before school tomorrow." Doyle snapped.
Devlin tried not to cry as he changed his clothes. He folded his pjs and put them back in his book bag and then hid his book bag in the back of the closet. Jenny came back into his room.
"Good night, sweetheart!" Jenny stroked Devlin's face.
"Why was father angry at me?" Devlin asked nervously.
"Your father is not angry at you, love. I think he feels guilty for what you went through. He wants to take care of you now and doesn't want to be reminded of his past mistakes. I don't mind if you play with the suff from your bag just don't let your father see." Jenny kissed him on the head before leaving. He laid there a few minutes before climbing out of bed. He went to his book bag and pulled out a flashlight and the book Daniel gave him. He began looking at the pictures and reading some of the words until he got sleepy. Then he pushed the book and flashlight under his bed. He fell into a restless sleep.
"DADDY! DADDY!" Devlin woke up screaming. Devlin brust into tears when it wasn't Cam that came into his room.
"What wrong?" Doyle asked as he came in the room.
"I had a bad dream!" Devlin sniffed.
"Come on it's time to get up and come help me with picking and planting new crops." Doyle patted Devlin's legs.
"Ok." Devlin nodded. Doyle walked out of the room and Devlin grabbed the things from under the bed and put them back in his book bag. He then grabbed some clothes from the the closet. The clothing was light in color and light weight.
The sun was coming up as Doyle led Devlin out to what they call , perfect berry , patch. The berries looked like strawberries but were blue.
"This crate needs to be full of berries before you go to school. You may eat a few but you have to fill the crate and don't pick the green ones there not ripe yet. I'm going to be feeding the animals." Doyle instructed.
Devlin began picking berries. He looked up to make sure Doyle had his back turned before taking a bite of a big berry. It tasted more like a blueberry than strawberry. The rows were long and the plants were full of berries but Delvin had only filled the crate half way when Doyle came up to him.
"You are going to have get faster! I'll need a crate every morning before school so I can put them in small packages to sell. You'll have to finish this one and do another one when you get home from school before dinner. Now go get washed up for breakfast and school." Doyle sighed. Devlin ran towards the house. He was hot and sticky. The house was cool and smelled wonderful as he entered.
"How did it go in the field?" Jenny greeted him at the door with a glass of water. Devlin drank the water down greedily.
"Father says I need to work faster." Devlin shrugged.
"You will get faster and stronger with time my boy! Now go wash your face and hands. I laid your school clothes on your bed get dressed then come eat. You don't want to be late for the first day of school!" Jenny smiled. Devlin was heading up stairs when he heard his father enter the house.
"Our crops are going to go rotten if that lazy boy doesn't work faster!" Doyle rubbed his face.
"He'll get stronger!" Jenny soothed patting Doyle on the chest.
Devlin continued up the stairs to the bathroom to wash up. Their house was one of the few houses that had running water. His school clothes were a light blue shirt and khaki pants. He hung up the work clothes to put back on after school. Devlin rubbed more of the sunscreen on his face and neck. His skin was already a little pink. His stomach grumbled as he walked into the kitchen. Lola was sitting at the table buttering pieces of toast.
"Don't you look handsome! Come sit down and eat!" Jenny smiled. Devlin sat down next to Lola. Doyle came into the kitchen after changing his clothes and sat down at the head of the table. Jenny served Doyle and Devlin's plates first. The plates had eggs, bacon, and seasoned potatoes. She put down Lola and her plates down next. She gave each child a cup of milk and the adults a cup of juice.
"Thank you!" Devlin awed at the food.
"I made toast." Lola offered the plate of toast to Devlin.
"Thank you!" Devlin took a piece of toast then passed the plate to his father. Doyle gave a thin smile and took the plate. Devlin was sleepy after eating such a heavy meal but he had to go to school.
Jenny and Devlin walked Lola to a neighbors and then walked to a large building. The building had four rooms. Jenny taught in the five and six year old room. Devlin was put in the room with the seven to ten year old class. Another room had eleven to fourteen year olds and the last room had fifteen to eighteen year olds. Devlin's teacher's name was Mrs. Hart. She was an older woman with gray hair, dark brown eyes and a strict face. Devlin didn't her or school l. He didn't like reading out loud the kids laughed at him. Mrs. Hart said he wrote like a baby and made him write sentences. Finally it was time for lunch and recess. Devlin wanted to stay inside and lay his head on the desk but Mrs. Hart told them to go outside. He sat under a tree to eat his lunch Jenny had packed for him.
"It's hot out here today can I sit with you?" A little boy with blue eyes and red hair ask. All he wore was a pair of overalls with no shirt underneath.
"Sure." Devlin said.
"I'm Silas. Is it true that you came from the ring? Where did you come from?" Silas sat down besides Devlin. He didn't feel like talking but Devlin nodded.
"These warriors called the Tau'ri saved me from the Gaul'ud on a planet called Jerome . It was a group of them. Four men and two women. One of the women even had a baby in her belly and she saved me from falling off a bridge. Her name is Sam Carter O'Neill. One of the men Cam became my daddy." Devlin explained as he ate his lunch.
"I know you aren't telling the truth. Women can't be warriors especially ones with babies in their bellies! Why aren't you with your warrior daddy?" Salis asked.
"Sam is a warrior! She didn't know she had a baby in her belly when she came to save me. I want to be with my warrior daddy but the Hamishs found me and said I have to live here and work in the berry field." Devlin finished his food.
"We all have to help our parents work. Your dad is the only one able to keep the berry fields alive most of them rot because they can't be picked fast enough. I tried helping one year but he kept yelling at me so my dad said I didn't have to go back." Silas answered.
"I have to get faster or I'll get blamed for the crops rotting." Devlin explained.
"How old are you?" Silas asked.
"I'll be nine soon. How old are you?"
"I'm ten. Do you want to go play kick ball?" Silas asked looking at some kids that were staring a game.
"No I'll just watch." Devlin yawned.
The rest of the day Mrs. Hart was mean to him and the kids laughing more. She gave him books to take home and homework to doz. When school was finally over Devlin went into the room Jenny told him to meet her in. Jenny was sitting at a desk at the front of the room.
"Hello sweetheart! How was your day?" Jenny asked smiling.
Devlin shrugged.
"OK let's get home I'll give you a snack before you go back into the field.
Devlin nodded and followed. After his snack and change of clothes Devlin went to the barn, where his father was working on some equipment.
"The crates are by the door. I want two done before dinner to make up for this morning. I at least sold what few berries you got picked." Doyle huffed.
Devlin grabbed the crates and headed for the field. The sun was hot and bending over was hurting his back but Devlin tried to quicken his pace. He was able to get water from the the spicket. By the time the sun had gone down Devlin had removed his shirt. His skin was hot and tingling. He hadn't quite finished the second crate when Doyle came to get him.
"That is what I like to see good work." Doyle praised as he picked up both crates.
After they ate dinner and Jenny helped Devlin with his homework. He barely remembered taking a bath or Jenny and Doyle kissing him goodnight. He was exhausted.
It was early Friday morning when Devlin woke up when he felt something crawl into bed with him. He heard her let out a little sniffle.
"What's wrong, Lola?" Devlin rubbed his eyes.
"Daddy made mommy cry again! Can I sleep in here it makes me sad when she cries?" Lola asked sniffling again.
"Of course." Devlin pulled down the thin sheet so she could cuddle besides him. He only woke up when he heard Doyle's booming voice.
"I found her, Jen!"
"Oh my babies!" Jenny cooed.
"Tell Lola to go back to her room next time. We got scared when she wasn't in her bed." Doyle's voice softened as he picked Lola up from the bed.
Devlin nodded he didn't want to make Doyle mad.
Devlin made sure to rub the sunscreen all over his red body before he went to pick the berries. When Devlin came in to get ready for school he went to his book bag and grabbed a brown book and black box Cam had packed. He decided to sneak them to school.
At lunch he sat with Silas again. They had been hanging out all week.
"Can I trust you?" Devlin asked after the boys ate lunch.
"Sure!" Silas leaned closer.
"My daddy Cam gave me this book in case of an emergency. You know I can't read very well but if something happens to me follow what the book says and contact daddy. He gave me this box it is called a walkie talkie you turn it on up here and press this button to talk. Don't turn it on a lot because the power will run out." Devlin explained as he handed Silas the book and walkie.
"What do you think is going to happen to you?" Silas frowned.
"This is just in case. Please your my friend right?" Devlin asked quietly.
"I am." Silas took the things.
Devlin felt better now that someone had the book if he ever needed help. He finished school and went to work in the field.
Silas walked into his house he could hide the brown book but he wasn't sure what to do with the talkie thing. He hoped he never needed the items. He could hear his father in the dining room having a meeting.
"Si is that you son?" His dad called though the door.
"Yes, sir!"
"Put your school things away and come in here please." His dad call.
Silas hurried up stairs and stuffed the book and talkie into a box. He then put the box on his shelf in the closet. Then hurried back down stairs. The doors to the dining room were open by the time he got back down stairs. Doyle Hamish was standing there smiling at Silas.
"Hello Silas. I heard you and Devlin have been having lunch together." Doyle said friendly.
"Glad he has found someone to eat with it's hard being the new kid." A balding man wearing a weird outfit came up to them.
"Silas, this is Jacob Carter. He knows Devlin from the Tau'ri" His dad explained.
"Your wife is the warrior with the baby in her belly? That is what Devlin told me." Silas asked.
"My daughter Sam is the one Devlin told you about. Yes she has a baby in her belly. She is more than a warrior, she is a explorer and scientist." Jacob answered proudly.
"Can I meet the warriors?" Silas asked.
"Maybe when they come for for Devlin's party next week." Jacob smiled.
"Can Devlin come swimming with me tomorrow?" Silas asked hopefully looking at Doyle.
"I'll need him to help me in the field tomorrow morning but we'll see about the afternoon." Doyle nodded.
"Alright Si go do your chores then homework." His dad patted him on the shoulder.
"Yes, Sir!" Silas walked off.
"Alright chancellor Taylor I think we may make an agreement before next time. Those naquadah mines will be useful to us!" Jacob shook his hand. Doyle frowned at the two men.
Unfortunately for Devlin ,Doyle made Devlin work in the berry patch all weekend, from morning to night. By the time Sunday night came Devlin couldn't move. Instead of getting stronger like Jenny hoped the boy got weaker.
"We have to call a doctor, Doyle, he has a fever and it's rising!" Jenny exclaimed.
"Ok go call the doctor. I'll put him in a cool bath." Doyle instructed.
Devlin gasped as his body hit the cool water. He began to shake. A cool cloth was put on his forehead.
"I'm cold!" Devlin cried.
"You have a bad fever we have to keep you cool." Doyle soothed.
The doctor arrived soon. He was a heavy set man with brown eyes and dark graying hair.
"Looks like he has to much sun his skin is starting to blister. " the doctor frowned.
"He has been helping me in the field but he can get water and everything. " Doyle innocently said.
"He may not be use to our sun. He is from somewhere else. I would keep him out of the sun for at least a week. Keep the blisters clean he could get a bad infection if they are not kept clean. " the doctor explained.
Doyle took Devlin out of the tub. Jenny gently patted Devlin off with a towel. The little boy was miserable his body and skin ached. He was laid back on his bed. The doctor carefully spooned some medicine into his mouth. Devlin began to cry.
"That should make you feel better soon, son." The doctor wiped Devlin's head.
"I want to stay to make sure his fever goes down. I'm afraid he could have heat exhaustion. It could be dangerous if his temperature keeps rising." The doctor explained.
"Sure I'll go start some coffee." Jenny smiled sadly.
Doyle and the doctor left the sick boy alone in his bed.
Devlin didn't get better by Wednesday night he was a very sick boy.
Sam sighed from the infirmary bed.
"Janet, Can I go back to work now?" Sam almost whined.
"Finish your water first." Janet ordered with a smile.
"What does making me have to pee more than I usually do have to do with those Braxton Hicks things I was having a half-hour ago?" Sam asked sighing again.
"Because dehydration is usually the cause of Braxton Hicks. You know you sound like the Colonel when he is sick." Janet chuckled.
"Hey! What's going on?" Jack tried to sound casual.
"I had some Braxton Hicks in the lab and Dr.Lee got worried and sent me down." Sam explained reaching for his hand she could tell he was worried.
"Isn't twenty three weeks to early for Braxton Hicks?" Jack asked taking her hand.
"No apparently they will be more frequent the more pregnant I get. Preparing my body for labor. " Sam explained.
"Are they painful?" Jack put his hand on Sam's belly. He honestly couldn't remember Sarah having Braxton Hicks with Charlie, maybe she didn't.
"No just a strange feeling." Sam soothed.
"You want to go home?" Jack asked.
"No I want to go back to work." Sam frowned.
"What do you say doc?" Jack asked looking at Janet.
"Just don't stay to late." Janet said shaking her head at her stubborn friend.
"I'll walk you down to the lab." Jack offered his arm.
"I need to stop by the control room real quick." Sam said when they got on the elevator.
Right as they got to the control room. An unscheduled activation happened.
"It's coming from PO 506,sir" Walter said.
"Jacob coming home?" Jack asked waiting for the GDO code.
"Not me!" Jacob came from the briefing room with Hammond behind him.
"Stargate Command my name is Silas Taylor. I have an emergency involving Devlin Hamish if I could speak to a member of SG1 or a General please." Came a young voice over the system.