Chapter 18 – Live, Love

Sam sighed in contentment. Jack was gently kneading the bottoms of her sore and swollen feet. "Backrub next." He said.

"You don't need to-"

"For me Carter. My back is killing me." He told her with a mock frown that made her laugh.

When he was done he left her legs across his lap but scooted closer to her and rested a long fingered hand on her belly. Sam smiled gently at him when he leaned forward and kissed her belly as he stroked it. "I can't wait to meet you, little guy." He told her belly that twitched under his hand.

"I think he's excited to meet his father too."

"I wish I could have seen Kinsey's face when he found out Henry already knew what was going on." Jack said grinning, still stroking her belly.

Sam grinned. "I might know someone that could hack the security tapes." She suggested.

Jack chuckled and lowered his ear to her belly, barely pressing but enough to hear to him moving around. "As tempting as that sounds I don't actually want to go to jail Carter."

"You would only go to jail if we got caught. It's for science." She told him with a mischievous grin.

"Your mommy is evil." He told her belly and kissed it again.

Sam watched him through lowered eyelids. He'd been coming over and checking on her at night. Most of the time he made her dinner or if she wasn't exhausted, they made dinner together. He left before she got ready for bed though.

After the Kinsey incident, their unspoken agreement that sleeping together might be a bad idea right now became a conversation they had at his house after hours. They both knew it would eventually happen and neither was opposed to the idea but they didn't want to put Daniel and Teal'c in the position of having to pick whose team to go with and they knew as a unit they were more effective than spread out individually.

Of course, the casual necking was still open to interpretation as to how far either of them were willing to go in that regard so they went home a lot of nights wound up and frustrated until Sam had taken matters into her own hands and mouth as it were an sent him home a lot more relaxed than he had been in quite a while. Or would have been if he could go to sleep without thinking about her hot wet mouth sliding up and down the hard shaft of his cock, which led him to finishing in the shower so he could sleep.

Jack had returned the favor the next night.

"I don't like you being alone at night."

"Sir, we've gone over this. I'm fine. If I go into labor, I'll call you. If I can't get you, I'll call Daniel or Teal'c."

They were sitting together in the commissary waiting for the rest of the team.

"George is cutting it close having us off-world this week." He grumped.

"It's a cake mission you can do in your sleep."

"Those are the ones I worry about." He admitted. "Is dad heading back yet?"

"I honestly don't know." She said with a shrug. "He knows when I'm due, but the Tok'ra might not understand him feeling like me going into labor is a priority.

"I know it's up to you but what did you finally tell Thor about why Loki did this in the first place?"

Sam moved some eggs around on her plate for a moment. "The irrational side of me, that is, mother to this baby first, wanted to tell him to stuff it up his-"

"Ah. Carter." Jack said in warning. He tried to have the team be a good example to the other SGC staff and not swear like Marines all the time. Arguably he'd heard Sam swear more in the last eight and a half months than he could put together for the entire six and a half years he'd known her.

"Anyway," she frowned at him. "I realize logically we shouldn't waste this opportunity for them so I'm going to let Thor take samples of the placenta and get a DNA sample from the baby but not until we can both be there to supervise." She told him.

"I'm still a little miffed that they lost track of the little guy." Jack told her.

"Well," Sam shoved a piece of banana in her mouth and talked around it. "You got off easy, sir." She told him and immediately felt bad when he choked on his mouthful of coffee.

Fortunately Teal'c had come up behind him and gently pounded on his back.

"Gah! I'm fine." Jack insisted. "Carter is just tying to kill me."

Sam's eyes twinkled as she suppressed a giggle.

"Don't you dare giggle, Carter."

"No sir." She said, her voice filled with mirth.

"Did I miss something?" Daniel asked as he walked up with his tray which had two cups of coffee and a Danish as big as his head.

"O'Neill believes Major Carter's humor is deadly." Teal'c told him.

"Razor sharp." Daniel said absently. "Why does George have us scheduled to go out so close to Sam's due date?"

"That's what I was saying!" Jack said triumphantly, gesturing wildly.

"Perhaps your worried pacing is annoying him." Teal'c suggested.

"What? I haven't been pacing."

"Jack, you've been acting like a caged lion for two weeks. Sam is fine. Right Sam?"

"I am Daniel, thank you. Go do your scouting mission and you'll probably be back right in time for me to go into labor sir." She said to Jack sweetly which earned her a Colonel face look that make her bite her lip not to giggle again.

"That used to work." He groused and started eating his oatmeal while he sulked. "Don't get any respect after you knock them up." He muttered so softly that only his table heard him but Teal'c's loud peal of laughter at Jack's expense had everyone in the commissary turning their heads.

Anders walked over with his tray and looked at them hopefully. Sam scooted closer to Jack to make room which made Daniel snort in amusement and the conversation drifted to the upcoming mission and Sam's current experiments.