AN: If anyone has any questions about the story e-mail me if you don't sign in or leave or e-mail in the post. Jnp posed a very good question in his/her review and it will be answered first thing. I would also like to remind people that this is part of many Jesse stories which you can find in my profile and are labeled JOS in my bio.
Chapter 12
There was an uncomfortable silence in Jack O'Neill's house one day. Sam and Jack sat on one couch while Jesse and Jonas sat on the opposite couch. Jack looked like he was trying to talk himself into thinking it was all a nightmare. He looked like he was going to kill someone. Probably Jonas. From the way Jonas' face was looking at Jack he seemed confidant but the way he was squeezing Jesse's hand it said something different.
"Mom, dad?" Jesse said. When neither said anything Jesse said, "Say something." Sam was going to open her mouth to talk but before she could Jack pounced on Jonas. This effectively knockeding both of them off the couch and Jack proceeded to punch Jonas in the jaw. Jesse, who was not expecting this, was instantly pushed back onto the other side of the couch and started to get ready to stop her dad. Jack's quickness and strength truly defined his age as Jonas was pinned to the ground.
Jesse's shouts of, "Dad! Dad!" where drowned out at the anger in Jack's veins as Jesse tried to pull Jack off of Jonas. without getting hit by a rouge punch. It seemed to last for minutes but in truth it only lasted about 30 seconds. That was the time it took a confused Jonas to push him back. When Jack came baback to hit him Jonas had no choice but to hit him straight in the jaw.
"Why would the NID care enough to have known that Jesse was pregnant before she even did?" asked Jack. It had been three weeks since Jesse had confirmed the news and her father had been less than happy. If he was honest will himself he still wasn't but he wouldn't let Jesse know that.
"Well," Jesse said. "I have some pretty...interesting genetics remember. I was partly remade by the Goa'uld. I mean I use 90% of my brain, am completely dependant on Naqaudah, and transmit messages mentally."
"Sleep very little and live days without food." Sam added.
"Well, the last one isn't proven." Jesse said.
"But it's probably true." Sam said. Jesse started becoming uneasy that her special abilities were so easy to spot.
Trying to divert attention from her Jesse added, "And look where Jonas comes from. He's an alien to our world. His genes aren't too shabby either."
"Your child JessicaO'Neill could very well be a second step to creating a perfect human. You could have been Har'mon attempt to create just that." Teal'c said.
"That's true." Jesse said. She was becoming uneasy again but now for a different reason. The past few weeks had pasted in a blur of telling everyone and having to stand her father's yelling for getting shot and pregnant and dropping it all on him at the same time.
The breakfast with almost all of her extended family was supposed to relive some stress. Jesse noticed her right hand had drifted down to her stomach and was caressing it lightly. The slight bump there was only noticeable to Jesse but it served as a constant reminder things were going to change.
"How did they even know?" Sam asked more to herself than anyone else. No one knew the answer to that question. It was something Jesse wasn't sure she wanted to know.
Jesse sat reclining on Jonas looking at the sun. His hands were gently rubbing her stomach were their child lay. The bump was now more noticeable on her body since she was reaching the end of her fourth month of pregnancy.
Jonas was reluctant to leave Jesse but he had to return to his planet. It left Jesse thinking how this was going to work once the baby was born. Eventually, one of them would have to make a choice. For now Jesse was content in burying her neck in Jonas's and relaxing watching the sinking sun as their baby kicked inside her stomach.
"What's going to happen next?" asked the agent.
"She was supposed to be captured not injured."
"She's alive and well again, sir."
"But not here."
"It's best to wait until later anyway, sir."
"That child has to come into this world in here especially now that she knows everything."
"But she doesn't."
"Explain."
"She only knows we've been watching her but not how or the other part."
"Maybe this can be salvaged."
"Yes, sir I think so to."
AN: This story is over. But more to come soon! Please review I really need to know what you think about the storyline so far.
Chapter 12
There was an uncomfortable silence in Jack O'Neill's house one day. Sam and Jack sat on one couch while Jesse and Jonas sat on the opposite couch. Jack looked like he was trying to talk himself into thinking it was all a nightmare. He looked like he was going to kill someone. Probably Jonas. From the way Jonas' face was looking at Jack he seemed confidant but the way he was squeezing Jesse's hand it said something different.
"Mom, dad?" Jesse said. When neither said anything Jesse said, "Say something." Sam was going to open her mouth to talk but before she could Jack pounced on Jonas. This effectively knockeding both of them off the couch and Jack proceeded to punch Jonas in the jaw. Jesse, who was not expecting this, was instantly pushed back onto the other side of the couch and started to get ready to stop her dad. Jack's quickness and strength truly defined his age as Jonas was pinned to the ground.
Jesse's shouts of, "Dad! Dad!" where drowned out at the anger in Jack's veins as Jesse tried to pull Jack off of Jonas. without getting hit by a rouge punch. It seemed to last for minutes but in truth it only lasted about 30 seconds. That was the time it took a confused Jonas to push him back. When Jack came baback to hit him Jonas had no choice but to hit him straight in the jaw.
"Why would the NID care enough to have known that Jesse was pregnant before she even did?" asked Jack. It had been three weeks since Jesse had confirmed the news and her father had been less than happy. If he was honest will himself he still wasn't but he wouldn't let Jesse know that.
"Well," Jesse said. "I have some pretty...interesting genetics remember. I was partly remade by the Goa'uld. I mean I use 90% of my brain, am completely dependant on Naqaudah, and transmit messages mentally."
"Sleep very little and live days without food." Sam added.
"Well, the last one isn't proven." Jesse said.
"But it's probably true." Sam said. Jesse started becoming uneasy that her special abilities were so easy to spot.
Trying to divert attention from her Jesse added, "And look where Jonas comes from. He's an alien to our world. His genes aren't too shabby either."
"Your child JessicaO'Neill could very well be a second step to creating a perfect human. You could have been Har'mon attempt to create just that." Teal'c said.
"That's true." Jesse said. She was becoming uneasy again but now for a different reason. The past few weeks had pasted in a blur of telling everyone and having to stand her father's yelling for getting shot and pregnant and dropping it all on him at the same time.
The breakfast with almost all of her extended family was supposed to relive some stress. Jesse noticed her right hand had drifted down to her stomach and was caressing it lightly. The slight bump there was only noticeable to Jesse but it served as a constant reminder things were going to change.
"How did they even know?" Sam asked more to herself than anyone else. No one knew the answer to that question. It was something Jesse wasn't sure she wanted to know.
Jesse sat reclining on Jonas looking at the sun. His hands were gently rubbing her stomach were their child lay. The bump was now more noticeable on her body since she was reaching the end of her fourth month of pregnancy.
Jonas was reluctant to leave Jesse but he had to return to his planet. It left Jesse thinking how this was going to work once the baby was born. Eventually, one of them would have to make a choice. For now Jesse was content in burying her neck in Jonas's and relaxing watching the sinking sun as their baby kicked inside her stomach.
"What's going to happen next?" asked the agent.
"She was supposed to be captured not injured."
"She's alive and well again, sir."
"But not here."
"It's best to wait until later anyway, sir."
"That child has to come into this world in here especially now that she knows everything."
"But she doesn't."
"Explain."
"She only knows we've been watching her but not how or the other part."
"Maybe this can be salvaged."
"Yes, sir I think so to."
AN: This story is over. But more to come soon! Please review I really need to know what you think about the storyline so far.