CJ waited patiently with Peanut, clutching her hand tightly in his, staring down at the pregnancy test. They had finally acted on years of shared feelings between them, one blissful night while visiting Atlantis that changed everything. Now, three months after, their fears were about to be made known.

"Ready for this?" CJ asked softly. His heart was pounding, Peanut could see the pulse in his neck jumping frantically.

"Ready." She whispered, her mouth dry. Picking up the small stick, CJ looked down at it. When he looked up, Peanut bit her lip.

"Well?" She asked.

"It's positive."

"We should do another one. Just to be sure." Peanut grabbed her backpack and rifled through it, coming up with another box of pregnancy tests.

"We've already had fifteen tests. All were positive. Pea, we're pregnant." CJ caught her before she could open the box. "How many did you get, anyway? Did you leave any at the store?" He asked

"What're we going to tell our parents? My mom's gonna' be gung-ho about the whole thing, but my dad, well, he's gotten really good with the guns lately. And your mom, I'm worried about her. I mean, Walker's pregnancy and birth was hard on her, I don't want to be the one that kills her, if you catch my drift. Your dad will be fine with it. Provided you never speak to me again, never have any contact with me again, my name never comes up, and both my parents resign from the SGC and take jobs at an undisclosed location overseas where your family never goes. Somewhere with monks. Or nuns." Peanut chattered quickly. Much like her mother, she tended to get chatty when nervous.

"Will you stop? Here's what we'll do. We'll go to General Landry first, ask him to give us amnesty or something. He gives it to visiting aliens from time to time. Being that you're the daughter of an alien, he should grant you immunity. As the baby's father, I'll be on hand to help you take care of it." CJ told her evenly.

"But we're going to be in so much trouble! Aren't you even worried about that?" Peanut asked, a tear making its way down her cheek.

"Pea, our baby is a blessing. An unscripted, unplanned, blessing. Much like you were to your parents. And you see how much joy you brought to them. But this is your decision. Whatever you decide, I'll be there for you. No matter the choice, I'll stick with you, and I won't judge. If you want to get rid of it, I'll be there beside you the whole way. If you want to keep it, monetarily and physically I'll be there. Unless you don't want me to be there, then I'll stay out of your way. Your decision."

Peanut stared. No wonder she had fallen head over heels for him.

***************

"So, you're pregnant, and you're the father? Have either one of you told your parents?" Landry asked kindly, a warm smile directed at the two teenagers.

"No, sir. Not yet. We're going to tell them as soon as we leave off talking to you. We figured it best if someone knew. That way, if CJ ends up dead from a single gunshot to the head, it's a pretty good guess why." Peanut sighed gently.

"I don't think it'll really be that bad, do you?" CJ put in then.

"I'm still of the opinion that, with no flats and a full tank of gas, we can be five, six hundred miles away from here by nightfall. Course, we'd have to leave now, we wouldn't be able to stop for food or bathroom breaks, so…" With a shrug, Peanut turned her attention back to the general.

"Plain and simple, we wanted you to know. You're the first we've told. We're getting all the easy adults out of the way, then we'll lock the harder ones in a room together and holler the good news through the door." CJ continued.

"A little extreme, if you ask me. I'm all for not telling them. My parents still haven't realized that I got my navel pierced. Maybe they just won't notice?"

"First grandchildren tend to make parents more excited than….How many children are you two planning on having, by the way? Landry asked.

"We weren't planning on this one, believe me. After this one comes, CJ and I will talk about it. We'll let you know, either way."

"Let him know either way what?" Jack picked that moment to enter the general's office.

"Uhm, you know Dad. How we think the newest mission will go down. After all, Peanut and I are headed out pretty soon." CJ covered Peanut's sudden silence.

"Oh. The way you three were talking, it looked serious."

"New missions generally are. You know, serious. That, and dangerous. So, if one or both of us doesn't come back, you don't need to like, avenge us or anything. Just, delete the address from the computers, and live out the rest of your lives." Peanut smiled brightly, her free hand gripping CJ's tightly.

"We're not running away." He reminded her firmly.

"Did anyone mention running away? Certainly not me. Just mentioned a casual fact."

"You are not getting lost, either."

"That was one time, it was foggy, and I found the gate!"

"Eventually, after nine hours! You were five feet from it. The only way you found it, was once Dad dialed up on his side to get through to you, you heard the dialing sequence and hit the dirt. Followed the vortex."

"Okay, what's really going on?" Jack asked sternly.

"Would you say he's an 'easy' adult, or would you deem him 'hard'?" Peanut asked Landry.

"Don't pull me into this any farther than I already am." He responded with a smile.

"Let me guess, Peanut's pregnant." Jack joked.

CJ gaped at his father in astonishment.

"How'd you…we didn't…you're…"

For answer, Jack pulled a handful of pregnancy tests from his pocket, placing them on the table.

"After I interrogated Ella, who swore they weren't hers, I came to the realization that I might just be eyeballing the wrong child. After having Ella take a pregnancy test just to make me feel better, thank God it wasn't her, I remembered the two of you were alone in Atlantis for that three week visit, and not to mention the three week trips up and back. I think one of you two need to start talking before I let Daniel and Sam in on this."

CJ and Peanut looked to one another before both began speaking at once.

Jack winced and held up a hand, stopping them instantly.

"Shoulda' clarified. One at a time, if you please." He ordered.

"My dad knows I'm in here." Peanut began swiftly.

"Peanut and I want to raise the baby. We talked about it already. Yes, I know we're both sixteen, but that's why we came to see the general. One of us will be here with the baby at all times. When I have a mission, during the day, Peanut and our baby can stay with her parents. Or, if push comes to shove, she'll stay on base here in her quarters. When she has to go off world, I'll do the same. Except, I'll be staying in the quarters the general assigned us when we started off in the program." CJ explained.

Dad, I think this can work. Granted, we're young, but then again, we were much younger when we started the diplomatic program. Just last year, we started our own missions. And you know how many times you and the others have all said that we're really mature for our ages and all, we knew what could happen, and we're taking responsibility for it. you should be glad that we're doing that, and not trying to hide it from anyone. By the time the baby comes, Peanut and I will be seventeen. We'll be able to move out of the missions bunking area and into our own rooms. General Landry already signed us up to receive one after Peanut turns seventeen. I think we got this." CJ explained.

Jack nodded slowly, then shrugged. "You told your mothers yet?" he asked then. Peanut winced.

"Not yet." She replied.

"Then you don't got this. I can only tell you this much. Whatever you two need, I'm here for it. Sam's gonna' be pissed when she hears this, so I suggest you have your last will and testament made out." Jack sighed.

"How would you feel about telling her for us?" CJ asked. Peanut punched his arm, he quickly amended his statement. "How would you feel about being in the room as a witness if either of the moms tries to kill us? Oh yeah, we might wanna' have Daniel be in there as well. Hey, three to three! We can so totally do this. But, we'd have to make them get rid of their weapons first. Otherwise it won't be a fair fight." CJ had begun rambling again, as was his usual when nervous.

"If you want me to be there when you tell Sam, Daniel, and Vala, that's fine. I'll be there." Jack quickly put in, cutting off any more of his son's worried chattering.

"Tell us what?"

The three in question were standing in the doorway, Jack looked to CJ. In the sudden silence, Peanut finally spoke up, her voice coming out in a whisper.

"I'm pregnant."