Chapter 23 – Come True

"C'mon."

"Jack, we talked about this. I'll be fine." She reassured him.

"I'm not worried about you." Jack muttered.

"You may as well Sam. He's just going to sit at home fretting if you don't." Daniel told her.

"Daniel Jackson is correct." Teal'c told Sam as he walked by with the bottom half of the detachable car seat from his SUV. "O'Neill will sit at home and fret."

"But I'll be fine Jack." Sam assured him, her hand on his free arm. Their son snuggled against his chest in the other.

"Sam, you can't tell me you got any sleep on base."

As the base infirmary wasn't any quieter than any other hospital at night, Sam couldn't argue the point. "I'll sleep when he sleeps." She assured him.

"I'm not going to sleep though." He huffed and tried a different tactic. "You need rest Sam. I can't feed him but I can change diapers and burp him and handle bathing him." While he gave her this list, his warm brown eyes bore into hers softly. He needed her to let him do this. "And while I do that you can let your body heal instead of having to get up every few minutes to attend a fussy baby." He lowered his voice to a soft purr. "Please Sam? I really want to do this for you."

Sam got lost in his eyes for a moment. She knew he was using his love for her against her but she was unable to resist how sweet and gentle his expression was while he held their son. "Oh, all right. You can stay." She caved.

Jack put Isaac in her arms and pumped a fist in the air. "Yes!" He exclaimed "I'll be right back, just gotta get some stuff out of the van." He said gleefully.

Sam looked after him mystified.

"O'Neill was deeply hopeful that you would allow him to help care for your son Samantha."

"Yah, I guess so." Sam said confused but amused as well.

The rumble of Jack's truck could be heard through the screen door and a few minutes later Jack walked in with Jacob in tow.

"I got here as quickly as I could princess." Jake told her and leaned forward to kiss Sam on the forehead as he handed Jack his keys. "Welcome to the family Isaac." He said with a grin at the small bundle in her arms. "May I?"

"Of course dad." She told him and handed the baby over to his grandfather.

Jack stood behind Jacob, beaming down at his son.

"You're going to look like your father." Jake said and chuckled. The baby blinked up at him and let out a little squeak. Jacob grinned. "Daniel and I are going to go pick up dinner and then we'll all get out of your hair Sam."

"Aren't you going to stay dad?" Sam asked him confused.

"Oh I'll be back but I'm going to sleep at Jack's. The guest bed is more comfortable there for starters, and it's not in the basement." He said with a wink at Jack.

"At least she's not smuggling a Stargate down there anymore." Jack joked.

"Are you two done?" Sam asked them.

"I don't know. Are we Jack?"

"We could be. Depends on a few… permutations." Jack said grinning.

"I can kick you both out if you want."

"Ah, Sam, I'm not sure you can really kick out the grandfather and father of your kid day one for teasing you." Daniel said.

"Shut up Daniel." Jack, Sam and Jacob said together in unison which made them all laugh.

"I'll be right back with dinner. Daniel, warm up the van. Teal'c, go put that stuff away." Jacob ordered the large Jaffa.

Sam stood there mystified that her father had suddenly taken over and that Jack and her dad had joined forces to get their way.

"What just happened?" She asked Teal'c as she followed him into the kitchen.

"General Carter and O'Neill have bonded over their mutual love for their child and grandchild Samantha. You are, as O'Neill would say, screwed." He told her with an amused look.

"Great." Sam said under her breath. "That's just great."

It had been a long night. Jack had been true to his word. The only time Sam had to get up was when Isaac had needed feeding and the middle of the night when she'd had to change her pad as she was bleeding like a stuck pig in her opinion. He'd made sure she slept a good portion of the night and was now snuggled against her back with one hand wrapped protectively against her belly the way he had the last month while she was still pregnant and unwilling to chance her being alone at night.

Sam smiled softly. A large portion of her wanted things to stay exactly like this and for the moment it could because she was sore and in no shape for anything even remotely resembling a love life.

George had taken counter measures and was actively preventing any spying on them including one of Siler's hand picked people sitting outside blocking any opportunity of photos or audio tracking of her house. George had been furious about the breach in security and informed the president that if he caught anyone else covertly recording his people he would have the AF's shoot first and ask questions later.

A warm pair of lips started nuzzling her between her shoulder blades. "I know you're awake Carter." He told her in a rumbly groggy early morning voice that made her body respond in spite of being sore all over.

"Good morning." She told him amused. His morning scruff was tickling her back and she twitched a little in response. She felt his lips smiling against her skin. His arm pulled her a little tighter against his bare chest.

"Go get a shower, I'll make us some coffee." He told her and the warm arm around her left along with the chest she'd been enjoying the heat of. Sam rolled over on her back and looked up at him. He hadn't gone far.

Jack brushed his lips across hers and left.