By the way…

By; Brendon James

Chapter one

Jack O'Neill had argued fiercely with President Cassidy, trying to get out of being reassigned back to Colorado. It was not that he did not respect the new female president; he simply did not want to return to Colorado. Ever since he and Sara had "remarried" he dreaded seeing Sam again. He always figured she had more in mind than a one night stand, but Jack had left before finding out.

So there he sat, in his new office in the interior of the SGC. Not much had changed over the years considering the original members of SG-1 were still SG-1. That simply meant that no new SG-1 had been formed, SG-1 still occasionally went off world though. Sam had been promoted somewhere along the line and was currently in charge of the SGC. Daniel had stuck around, going where needed. Teal'c and Ishta had gotten married; they lived off world with the free Jaffa. Vala chased Daniel where ever he went, not allowing for rejection. Cam had stayed at the SGC and currently headed SG-2.

And what had Jack done? He was still the director of home world security, but his position had been moved to the SGC because of the threat from the Russians. Jack figured the only important thing he'd done with the last fifteen years of his life was marrying Sara and adopting their four kids.

A knock came at the door, Jacob popped his head in. "I heard you were back, all I wanted to say was stay away from Sam and the kids." Jacob left as fast as he came in.

Kids, the thought hit him, aw fuck.

Sam sat doing paperwork at her desk, one file grabbed her attention, Jack O'Neill, great. "Come in," she answered the rapping on her door.

Jack stormed in, already well into a rant. "Why the hell didn't you say anything?"

"My dad came to talk to you?"

"Yeah, and he mentioned kids."

"Umhm, they'll be fifteen in a couple weeks."

"They?"

"Twins, Jake and Katie."

"Are they mine?"

"Yes, but don't expect a warm welcome, they're pretty fond of their step father."

"Can I meet them?"

"Stop by for dinner tonight."

Nothing was ever boring at the SGC, as it happened SG-2 was negotiating off world and had run into some trouble. Jack waited until after SG-2 had come through to leave. He'd called Sara to say he wouldn't be home for dinner as he pulled into Sam's driveway. He grabbed the six pack out of the back seat and walked up to the front door. Knock, knock.

The Wonder Cop answered the door, "oh it's you. Come on in."

Jack entered the house, taking in his settings. Sam stood in the kitchen with a glass of wine in her hand.

"Jack, it's nice of you to join us."

"Got held up at work, sorry. I'm surprised you didn't stay."

Sam shook her head, "I have a family. How does your wife feel about you working so much?"

Jack quickly changed the subject, "what's for dinner?"

Pete answered, "whatever's around I guess."

"Fine, we'll order pizza, and yes I'll pay."

Jack flipped open his cell phone to call for pizza. Joe, the owner of Alma Pizza, answered the phone.

"Jack what can I get you?"

"A pepperoni pizza with barbeque sauce please."

"Sure thing."

He hung up and Pete turned to him. "Why would you order such a weird pizza?"

"Because it's Sam's favorite you dipshit."

Sam reached over and punched Jack hard in the arm. "You watch your tong around my children."

"Fine, but they're teenagers so I guarantee they won't be learning any new words. Speaking of which… where are they?"

"Jake has football, Katie has volleyball. They'll be home before dinner."

Suddenly there was a clamoring on the front porch and the sound of the front door opening. Jake and Katie appeared in the kitchen.

"Hey kids, how was practice?"

"Fine," they replied in unison.

"Where's dinner?"

"I ordered pizza," Jack answered.

"Mom," Katie questioned, "who is he?"

"I guess that's something we need to talk about. How about everyone sits at the table."

Once everyone was seated at the table, Sam began talking. "You two know what the terms paternal and biological father mean, right?"

Jack interrupted, "Sam seriously? Of course they know what those terms mean; they don't look like stupid kids."

"You know what Jack; go ahead, what does 'paternal father' mean to you?"

"Well, when I was a kid it was the term I used for the dickhead that beat my mother. At this moment I wish I hadn't of gotten married. Then I would be dad, not the paternal father, and our kids wouldn't call your wonder cop daddy."

"Are you done?"

Jack's silent yes was all she needed. "Good, and just so you know they have never called Pete dad."

Jake interrupted, "so you're saying that he's our father?"

"Yeah, we were getting there."

Jack helped himself to a beer once the pizza arrived. It had been nonstop chat. Where did you meet? How long have you known each other? On and on the questions went. Eventually Jack put an end to it. "All right, here's the deal. I'm married, we adopted four kids, the oldest is a year younger than the two of you. I would like to be involved in your lives, if that's okay."

Jake and Katie were glad Jack had taken such an interest in them.

"You have to come to my volleyball game."

"And my football game."

Jack grinned, "of course I'll come watch you play."

The pizza was gone and Jack had spent at least an hour playing video games before he finally left. Once he arrived home, he shared with Sara his news of having two kids. She didn't seem upset, happier to have two more kids running around. Oh boy, Jack realized as he drifted off to sleep, the kids aren't going to take this well.

Slight AU. Wish I owned or was involved with sci-fi anything or hell, even just acting-but the story's just imagination .

Always TBC-RR is welcomed.

Oh yeah… warning! There might be some language in this story ha-ha.