Disclaimer: See prologue.
Jack woke up in the infirmary to the voice of Dr. Frasier. "Welcome back, Colonel. How are you feeling?"
He looked at her. "Okay, I guess. Just a little groggy. What happened, Doc?"
Janet shrugged. "We're not sure. What do you remember?"
He shifted a bit on the table. "Well, we were on the latest planet inside a temple. Daniel was getting all excited, and it didn't look like there was too much to worry about, so I let him explore the place with Teal'c while Carter and I set up camp. Once we were done, we went to see how Danny and T were faring. They were in a big circular room with carvings all over the wall, and I guess Danny was telling us what they meant. I guess I stepped on something, then we got a cool light show, and there was some lady talking about a gift to honor those we've lost, and then...well I don't remember much after that."
Janet said, "Well, it looks like you're going to be all right. We're not even sure why you passed out. You do have some elevated hormone levels, but they're not anything to worry about. I'm going to want to monitor your condition for a while, though, so I want you to stay on base for at least a week." Jack looked at her sourly, but she stood firm. "No arguments, Colonel."
That week went by fine, and even though his hormone levels were still elevated, Janet didn't see any reason to keep him confined to the base, so she returned him to active duty with the stipulation that he get regular checks once a month to monitor the hormones. They were still a puzzle, and Janet didn't want to let anything get out of hand.
One week after Jack was back on the roster, they had to go to a Tok'ra world to help bail them out. A Goa'uld named Dahoc had discovered their hiding place, and they needed help to get everyone evacuated, so they naturally called Earth. That whole week was hectic, dealing with the casualties and finding a new hidey hole for their allies, and then next week they had to deal with an inspector coming on the base to check for efficiency, which irked everyone to no end. The creep bugged Sam's people in her lab, Daniel in his, and Jack in his office. He had the sense to avoid Teal'c, but he kept questioning the alien's worth to the program. All of SG-1 had to restrain themselves from decking him, and Hammond told him that if he didn't have anything constructive to say, he could get out.
With all the activity, it was easy to ignore a problem, but when the nausea progressed into vomitting, Jack couldn't ignore it any longer. He went to the infirmary, praying it was just a stomach virus, and he would be back on track in a few days.
Concerned, especially considering the abnormal hormone levels, so she took an X-ray of his abdomen and found a growth. Fear for her collegue shot through her, but she didn't want to jump to any conclusions, so she took blood for another full workup and ordered an ultrasound, which could give her a much clearer picture of the mass.
What she found startled her. She had to increase the magnification to be certain, but in the end, there was no doubt as to what was growing inside her patient. "Oh, God."
Jack thought, Okay, NOT the way to inspire confidence in your patients. "What? What did you find?"
Realising that she was scaring him, the doctor said, "Well, I guess congratulations are in order, Colonel. You're pregnant."
General Hammond and the rest of SG-1 were called to the infirmary. "What's this about, Doctor?"
Janet had no intention of having a free-for-all of questioning in her infirmary, so she answered as succinctly as she could and she spoke to all of them, including Jack. "To be blunt, Colonel O'Neill is pregnant. We don't know how it happened, but as far as I can tell at this early stage, it happened three weeks ago. That's assuming a normal rate of growth for a human embryo. The baby has attached itself to the peritoneum, the lining between the abdominal muscles and the internal organs, and from there to Jack's blood supply. For what we're talking about, that's the best place for it. The baby will have plenty of room to grow there without putting the Colonel in danger and the blood supply won't be in danger.
"However, this whole situation is dangerous, for both of them. Male anatomy was not designed with carriage in mind. With a woman, the uterus protects the body from the baby's presence and movements, as well as protecting they baby from the mother's movements. Jack and his baby don't have that protection. He's going to have to go on hormones and vitamin supliments. I don't have to ground him yet, physically, but I really don't want him going off world and I don't think that leaving the base would be a good idea once he starts to show, but that won't happen for another twelve to fifteen weeks. I don't wan't you going to your cabin, either. I want you where you can get back to me quickly." Jack grimaced, but he nodded.
Already focusing on the puzzle, Daniel said, "Three weeks?" Janet nodded. "The Temple of Demeter. That's the only explanation. She gave a child to a man who had lost both his own child and any means of producing another one. That fits you, Jack."
Hammond asked the first, and most important question first. "Colonel, I'm not going to dictate to you what you should do here. You're going to have to decide what is best for you. Do you want to keep this child?"
Jack shook his head. "I need some time to think, General. Give me twenty four hours. I'll have made my decision by then."
Thanks for all the great reviews! This is a real experiment for me, and I wasn't sure I could make it work. I've read a lot of slash M-pregs in several different fandoms, but I can't write slash. I just can't wrap my head around it very well. I still wanted to try this, though, so I came up with this senario. Just a reminder; the only medical knowledge I have is my transcription training. I do have access to an on-line pregnancy guide, but that is my only source of info, so if I make mistakes along the way, I apologize.
