Part 19

The last two chapters were rewritten so, if you haven't already, you should read again! Again, if this one sucks, let me know! My list thought it passed the test, but we'll see… ;-p

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Sam! Hurry up would you?

Sam growled and glared at her reflection before replying. I'll be down when I'm ready! I'm the one that's the size of a small house, so don't yell at me!

I'm sorry, are you nearly ready?

She sighed as she heard him moving around in the kitchen beneath her, knowing that he was only anxious to get to the SGC because he didn't want her father to have another reason to hate him. In truth Sam knew her father was delighted that they were having a child, but no matter how much she tried to persuade him otherwise, he refused to believe that he wasn't about to be shot in his sleep.

I'll be down in a minute, or at least I will if I can get out the door. She heard him chuckle and couldn't help but smile.

Come on, you're gorgeous and you are not that big.

You try living with it and see how you fare!

You seem to forget that I am living with it. I still feel the size of a house, I just don't look it.

So you do think I'm the size of a house!

No, I-

She reached the bottom of the stairs and folded her arms across her chest. He was standing at the doorway holding their jackets, looking completely lost for words. She raised her eyebrows expectantly and he opened his mouth a few times, but nothing came out.

"Eh, can we just pretend I didn't think a word?"

"You said you thought I was the size of a house."

"Actually no," he said moving towards her. "I said that I felt the size of a house."

"But as you keep reminding me, you feel how I feel,"

"Exactly," Jack smiled and wrapped his arms around her,"

"Okay, I'm confused,"

He chuckled slightly, "Isn't that my line." He rubbed his hands over her back and sighed. "I said that I felt the size of a house, right?"

"Yeah,"

"And I feel how you fell, right?"

"Yeah,"

"Then all that means is that you feel that you're the size of a house. It doesn't mean that I think that." He looked down at her and noticed she was frowning. "What?"

"I like it better when I'm the intelligent one,"

"You are, I'm just picking up your thoughts and does that mean you think I'm unintelligent?"

"I think we're due at the SGC,"

She walked towards the door and he followed quickly. "Hey, you never answered my question,"

"I thought you didn't want to make my dad madder at you."

"I thought you said he wasn't mad at me,"

"Jack?"

"What?"

"Hurry up,"

He quickly locked the door and turned to the car, stopping when he realize that Sam was still standing right in front of him, smiling up at him. "What?"

She shook her head and reached up on her tiptoes to gently kiss him. "I don't think you're very intelligent, Jack."

He leaned down to kiss her before pulling back and winking. "But you don't love me just for my brains, right?" She grinned and he kissed her forehead. "You look beautiful,"

"I don't want to hear anymore about pregnancy making me look radiant," she glared. "It's just a diplomatic way of saying I look fat."

"Now that's a bunch of crap," He wrapped his arms around her tighter. When I say you look radiant or that you're glowing, I mean it.

Sam groaned. The glowing is not something I want to happen again.

Actually, Jack smiled. I wasn't talking about the actual glowing, although the multicolours were cute. You look sexy when you're all red.

She laughed as he wagged her eyebrows at her. Jack, turning into a disco ball was not fun.

You weren't a disco ball, but I think these people have really weird pregnancies if flashing colours is considered normal. However, plain old flashing is fine by me if you want to...

Sam rolled her eyes. Daniel said it was something to do with a release of emotion; the colours were symbolic of each different emotion.

Yeah, I knew pregnant women went through severe mood swings, but that was just plain weird.

She glared at him again. I think we'd better go meet my father, I think he'd like to beat you up before I do.

Jack laughed and kissed her forehead again before leading her towards the car. You're joking about your dad, right?

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"Chevron Seven – locked,"

As the Stargate whooshed open, Sam tightened her grip on Jack's hand, sensing his unease. She knew he didn't think her father would maim him in any way, she knew that Jack still saw her father as a superior officer, and one he respected at that, so it meant a lot to him to have the General's approval. Knowing that this had perhaps, at least in Jack's mind, removed some of the respect her father may have had for him, wasn't something that sat well with Jack.

Jack turned and smiled at her and she grinned back before turning to face the Stargate. She couldn't help the joy that flooded through her the minute her father stepped onto the ramp. She had been sure that some dilemma would have prevented him from coming through again. It had been months since she'd actually seen him, in fact she hadn't seen him since he had returned after bringing her back to Jack.

"Dad!"

"Sammy," Jacob pulled her into his arms and hugged her before stepping back to look at her. "My God, you're getting big!" He looked at her face and smiled. "You're beautiful," his gaze softened and he hugged her a little. "You look as radiant as your mother did when she was pregnant."

Sam couldn't help the tears that prickled at her eyes, but she refused to let herself cry in the middle of the gateroom. "Thank you," she whispered before pulling back. "I'm so glad you're here."

"My baby's having a baby, wasn't going to miss that for anything in the universe," Jacob winked at her before turning to face Jack. "Colonel O'Neill," he nodded to Jack and turned to lead Sam from the room.

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"Can I please go kill myself right now?" Jack let his head drop to his desk with a thud. "Ouch,"

"You know if you keep at it, you may be able to make a pattern with the dents,"

Jack sat up quickly and looked at the door, unable to stop the slight flicker of panic that flashed across his face. Jacob laughed and entered the room, taking the seat opposite Jack. "You don't need to worry, Jack, I'm not going to shoot you,"

"What did Sam tell you?"

Jacob laughed again. "She didn't tell me anything. Okay, that's not true, she told me I had to come apologize. She didn't seem to think you appreciated the joke. Seems she didn't find it very funny either."

"Joke, Sir?"

"Oh, come on Jack, you were calling me dad before you knocked up my daughter, I really don't think now's the time to stop." Jack's eyes widened and Jacob smiled. "Jack, I'm a father. And it's a father's prerogative to scare the crap out of any suitor that decides to go after his daughter. According to Sammy, I've succeeded and I've been ordered to stop."

"Oh,"

"Yes, oh," Jacob shook his head. "You know, I actually thought it wasn't going to work with you, but I think it worked better than ever."

Jack smiled. "Well, I've got a lot more to lose out of this than any previous guy,"

"You have that, and I would tell you to make sure that you don't lose it, but something tells me that you have no intention of doing so."

"Not a chance."

Jacob smiled. "Good. I'm glad we're finally on the same side."

"You're not the only one," Jack smiled. "Actually, there was one thing I wanted to ask."

"Shoot,"

Jack raised his eyebrows at but continued, "This bet you had going with General Hammond. Care to explain?"

"Well, I would but-"

"Jack!" Daniel burst into the room looking breathless. "Come, now, medical room."

"What, happened?" Jack asked as both he and Jacob sprang to the door. "Is Sam okay?"

"Well if you call being in labour fine, then-"

"She's having the baby?" Jack asked wide-eyed.

"No, being in labour's just the new term for throwing a party," Daniel rolled his eyes.

Jack glared at him then frowned. "If Sam's in labour, why don't I feel anything?"

"Sudden urge to pee?"

Jack squirmed a little. "Why?"

"Her water just broke."

"Oh,"

"Yeah, oh." Daniel cleared his throat. "Uh, it might be a good idea to head to the med-"

"Oh, right," Jack ran out the door, quickly followed by Jacob and Daniel.

Sam? Where are you? I'm on my way. Jack smiled. Sam, we're having a baby,

Scary, huh?

Oh, yeah.

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End of Part 19

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