For disclaimers see part 1

Consequences

I feel like crap. Whatever that woman gave me sure as hell wiped me out, God it wiped Dad out, and that takes a lot of work. The look on his face when I woke up was priceless. He looked so relieved. So did Jack.

Janet walks over to me and smiles a small smile as she reads my chart.

"Everything seems fine Sam. You feel okay? No dizziness headaches?" She looked at me expectantly, as though I was going to keel over if she left me alone.

"No, I'm fine." I reply honestly. Janet has me on so many painkillers how could I not feel fine?

"Do you need anything? Water? More pain meds?" She frowned and looked to the ceiling realizing her plan wasn't going to work on me...this time anyway.

"The thing I want you just hunted out the infirmary!" I joked and she looked at me incredulously. "I'm kidding!" I defended myself.

"Good. Now get some sleep." She said and left me alone, a few minutes later the lights dimmed indicating she meant that I should sleep.

Smiling to myself I close my eyes and hum a simple lullaby to myself and to the child that cost us so much pain.

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"If you don't stop smiling I'm going to have to go and get Janet to make sure your not hurting your jaws," Jack smiles at me and I slowly open my eyes and spread my mouth into a grin.

"Sorry," I smile and sit up looking at him. The dark circles under his eyes have been erased slightly now that he's had some sleep. His blue BDU's are slightly crumpled from him sitting in the seat too long and his hair…let's not even go there.

He must see me smiling as he reaches up and pats his head an impish smile creeping onto his face. He stands up and motions for me to move over looking around him as though he's about to commit a crime. I shuffle over and he slides in between the covers beside me.

"Hey," he says and kisses my cheek softly before shimmying down and cupping his hands over my slightly swollen belly. "Hey bumpkin, how ya doing in there?" I laugh slightly and he looks up at me. "What?"

I shake my head and smile some more.

"I was talking to Dad before I came here, he wasn't too happy about his sleep being interrupted, but he's fine. I knew you would be worried so I took initiative and checked on him before I came, he looks like hell but he still has sense of humor so he can't be that bad!" He laughs and his chest moves against my side. "He's more worried about you, so am I as a matter of fact. How are you?"

I turn and face him so we are both lying on our sides.

"I'm fine, I think that thirteen hours of sleep should make me feel better don't you?" I smile and he frowns.

"Yeah…I guess. Doc Fraiser said that you'll be out of here in no time. She wants to do some more tests on you to make sure bumpkins will be okay." He slings an arm around my waist and pulls me to him. "I've missed you so much over the past few weeks…months I think."

I smile sadly and bury my head in his chest. "I missed you too."

We lie like that for a few minutes until Janet comes in with her clip board that Jack had suggested she get welded to her hand…she wasn't best pleased.

"Right, Colonel! You have to get out so I can get this woman out of here and so you can cuddle up on your own sofa and not give my nurses something to talk about." She smiles but I sense the truth behind her words and can't suppress the giggle that forms in my throat.

"Okay, okay I'm going I'm goin'!" He mumbles and stands up placing a kiss on my forehead. "I'll see you later."

TBC of course! Well what did you think!? That was so not worth the wait was it!? I hate this story now! This is the one Clarins just won't help me with! Grr. So…as always review and hope for better things next time!