They relaxed further that evening. Once dishes were done – and yes, Jack and Daniel decided to help, even though they didn't really have to – Jack pulled out a pile of board games before Daniel and Sam had a chance to decide to go back to their laptops and paperwork, then all but ordered them to come play with him and Teal'c. They hemmed. They hawed. They scowled and whined, and then they pouted. But they played. And they eventually enjoyed themselves.

Jack teamed up with Teal'c this time. Which made Sam and Daniel gloat, because hey, they were both geniuses. Their smiles grew when Jack pulled out the Trivial Pursuit game. Oh, yeah. There was going to be a drubbing!

"Are you sure you don't want to switch the teams around, Jack?" Sam asked, magnanimously.

"Why would we do that?" Jack asked, sitting next to Teal'c, and sliding his bare feet under Jaffer's warm body. The black lab and his blonde brother were both stretched out under the table, leaving very little foot room for the humans.

"Well... the teams are a little... uneven, don't you think?" Daniel asked.

Jack looked over at Teal'c, who shrugged, then back at Daniel and Sam.

"Nah, we're good with the teams as they are."

"It's your funeral."

So they played. And there was a drubbing. Trivial Pursuit is not a game designed for geniuses. It's a game designed for people with a lot of knowledge about a variety of things. It's also a game where luck of the draw plays a big role in things. Teal'c spent a lot of time in front of the TV on base, and watched a variety of programs in order to learn about the people of the world he'd allied himself with. Jack, of course, was a TV hound, and a sports hound, and the Colonel and the Jaffa were far more of a threat to the two scientists than they'd expected them to be. They got the right questions at the right times, and maybe they didn't know all the answers when they were asked them, but they did know enough of them. And they knew more of them than Daniel and Sam. At least on this night they did.

"Bwahaha."

Daniel scowled as Jack dropped the last piece into his little pie thing, and Teal'c couldn't help but look a little smug as well. His pie was already filled. They'd won.

"Maybe we should switch teams?" Jack asked, innocently. This time, the innocent look was obviously crap, and Sam scowled as well. But she couldn't stay mad. They'd been beat fair and square, and Jack was just too cute.

"I don't want to play again." Sam said, using her bare foot to rub Jaffer's belly under the table. "I think I'm ready for bed."

"Me, too," Daniel said.

Jack shrugged, and started putting the game pieces away while the others got up and stretched.

"I am going to take Jack out, O'Neill. Would you like me to take Jaffer as well?"

"Yeah, thanks, Teal'c."

Jack gestured for Jaffer to join Teal'c and Jack, watched as they headed through the door, then smiled when Sam came over to stand behind him, her hands resting lightly on his shoulders.

"This really was a good idea," she murmured softly in his ear.

"The game?"

"The trip."

He nodded, glad she thought so, but he didn't gloat about it, or remind her that she hadn't really wanted to come with him in the first place. He'd gloated enough already this particular day.

He reached up and took her hands, pulling on them lightly so she eventually had his upper body encased in an embrace.

"I'm glad you're having a good time."

........................

The next morning Jack slept in. Not that he'd actually intended to, but Sam woke when Jaffer did, and she slid out of bed and took the black lab out so he wouldn't wake Jack, and although he'd stirred slightly when she and the lab left the bed, Sam merely kissed him softly and caressed him gently until he'd been lulled back to sleep. Then she'd closed the door behind her and headed outside with Jaffer.

The black lab bounded happily around Sam, more than willing to use her as a surrogate for Jack. At least for a while. His brown eyes watched her cheerfully even while he sniffed the air to find out if anything had changed since the day before. Apparently satisfied that there wasn't anything out there that was going to be a threat to her if he left her on her own for a few minutes, Jaffer wandered away from Carter's side, and went off to find a place to pee. Well aware that she was responsible for Jack's baby at that moment, Sam made sure to keep an eye on Jaffer – much the same way the black lab was watching her – and for the same reason.

"Morning, Sam," Daniel was up early as well, and Sam turned just in time to see Jack come bounding out the door, racing over to his brother.

"Hey, Daniel." Sam flashed Daniel a smile. "You're up early."

"I was going to say the same thing about you."

"Where's Teal'c?"

"Making coffee. Where's Jack?"

"Asleep, still."

"We should fix that."

"Not after I went to all the effort to get him back to sleep."

"But it could be so much fun..."

She smiled. Daniel had just as much a mischievous streak in him as Jack did. He just hid his most of the time, and Jack never bothered to hide his.

"Come on, let's go make breakfast. Then you can wake him up if he's still asleep."

She called Jaffer, who came rushing over, followed by Jack, who passed him easily. Jaffer was bigger than Jack, but Jack was faster because of it, and he ran through the door, barreling into Teal'c, who had started the coffee and was coming out to check on things. The Jaffa caught his dog easily, keeping Jack from hurting himself or Teal'c, and picked the heavy lab up in his arms to make an opening for Jaffer, who didn't stop very well, and never had. The black lab slid across the kitchen floor, finally stopping with a thump against the far wall.

"Crazy dog," Sam walked over to check on Jaffer, but the big lab was fine. He wagged his tail, and licked her hand. He was used to running into things, and it would take more than a wall to stop him. A sound caught his sharp ears, and Jaffer turned his head, just in time to see Jack coming into the kitchen, his dark eyes worried.

Even in his sleep, Jack had heard the unmistakable sound of a heavy body hitting something, and knew right away what it was. He knew the sound well, after all. He was out of bed immediately, coming to make sure his baby was okay. But Jaffer wasn't spoiled. Oh, no. Not at all.

"He's fine, Jack," Sam said, grinning. God, Jack mothered the rest of SG-1 like crazy, but it was nothing compared to how much he mother-henned Jaffer.

O'Neill gave her a nonchalant look, trying to act as if he hadn't been worried, and knelt down as Jaffer came over to him.

"I wasn't worried, Sam." Jack said.

Of course not.

She didn't mention the way his hands slid along the black hide, looking for any bumps.