Author's note: Sorry about the wait, guys. I've been moving, and I've been too tired to even turn the computers on, much less do any typing. I'm still not done moving, but I should be back to writing now.
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They spent the rest of the day relaxing. Sam went to get a couple of DVDs and they lounged in front of the TV, munching on popcorn and just being together. Sam told Jack about her day, and much to her amusement, Jack told her about his – which included a more detailed rendition of the story of the making of the spaghetti sauce. After the movies were watched, and the popcorn was eaten, they went and sat on the deck and watched as the dogs ran around the back yard playing keep away with each other and chasing balls and sticks. All in all, it wasn't a bad way to spend a Friday night.
They curled up in bed later, with the dogs cuddling close as well, and Sam smiled and ran her fingers along Jack's cheek – one of her favorite places to touch him, because it wasn't something she'd ever have dreamed of doing before they'd decided they were going to be an item.
"So, Daniel's going to be your best man?"
"M-hmmm." Jack turned his head and kissed her fingertips. "It wasn't really a hard choice. Teal'c was the other choice, and he already told me a long time ago that when I decided to marry you, he didn't want to be part of the wedding party. Nothing too important, anyways."
"He said that?"
"Yeah." Jack touched her cheek. "He wants to see the wedding and not have to do anything. So he can see how humans celebrate their nuptials, or something like that. I suggested we go crash a wedding so he wouldn't have to wait."
"You didn't!"
"I did. But he said no. He'd wait until someone he knows gets married and then go with an invitation."
Sam smiled.
"Better make sure we send him an invitation, then, huh?"
"We'll make him be an usher or something."
"He could do that."
They both smiled, then.
"You know who's going to be your bridesmaid?" Jack was fairly certain he already knew, but of course, Sam could always surprise him.
"Janet said if I didn't let her be the bridesmaid she was going to jab me with a big needle."
"Did you tell her we set a date?"
Sam nodded.
"And she said...?"
"She was happy, of course. Couldn't wait. Told me she'd been ready to come talk to you about setting a date herself if the two of us didn't take care of it sometime soon."
Jack gave a melodramatic shudder. "She'd probably come see me with a big needle."
"A dull one," Sam agreed.
"Exactly."
"Hammond needs to be told."
"I'm pretty sure he knows. If not, he'll know before the week-end is out, since news like that spreads faster than Ebola."
"I hope not. I'd like to tell him myself." He deserved that much, and more, as far as Jack was concerned.
"Well, if you're going to give Abby back tomorrow, why don't you go track him down later?"
"Good idea."
"I am a genius, after all."
Jack smiled, and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close.
"It's nice having my own genius." Of course, technically, he had two geniuses, since Daniel was one as well. "But you know what would be nicer?"
"Hmm?"
"A live in genius."
"What do you mean?" She was pretty much a live in, already.
"You're the genius, you figure it out."
"You mean I should move in?"
"I mean, you should move in, if you want to. I'll even build you a picket fence, if you want."
"Really?"
"Well, it'll take a few days to actually get the pickets and the nails... but if you want me-"
"I meant, do you really want me to move in?"
Jack nodded.
"I'd love for you to move in."
"When?"
"When you're ready."
"It'd take a lot of packing."
"I'd help."
Uh huh. He'd probably break everything she owned if she let him get his hands on it.
"I could have Janet and Cassie help."
"Or we could hire someone."
"I'd rather do it myself."
"Does that mean you're considering it?"
Sam shrugged, and smiled. "Why not?"
"Good." He leaned over and kissed her. "We'll turn the extra bedroom into a workroom for you, so you don't always have to work late at the base."
"If we do that, where's Shawn going to sleep when he comes to visit?" Sam ran her hand along Jack's side, smiling at the way he was already making plans.
"He's going to be away at school."
"What about the baby?"
"What baby?"
"The baby we're going to have as soon as you're ready to make one with me."
There was a change in Jack's eyes that Sam noticed immediately. They'd been loving already, and filled with gentle amusement while they discussed living arrangements, but now there was a warmth and a hunger that she'd only seen there a few times before, and Sam knew that her comment had pleased him immensely. Had there ever been a doubt before that Jack was ready for her to have his baby, the look in his eyes would have squashed it instantly.
His hand strayed to her belly, and he pressed his hand against her gently, as if trying to picture how she'd look 8 months gone with his child, and Sam smiled.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"We're not waiting for peace on earth are we?"
"No."
"Good."
Her hand covered his, and Sam squeezed his hand.
"Let's wait until after the wedding, though." She said, softly. "There's going to be a lot going on, with planning and plotting, and if I get pregnant I might have morning sickness and that'd put a dampener on how much I enjoy the planning – and the wedding."
"And the wedding night." He tried for a leer, but there was far too much amusement in his eyes and expression for him to pull it off.
"And the wedding night," Sam agreed, sending her hand lower, much to Jack's delight.
"Whenever you want, Sam," he told her, his voice slightly strained, now, and he sounded a little breathless. "The honeymoon would be a good time. You'll be away from the Stargate, and we can make sure we don't have any off-world missions for a couple of weeks after that."
"The honeymoon will be fine."
"But we could practice..." He said, his own hand sliding lower.
"Oh, we'll need a lot of practice..."
She giggled, but it ended in a breathless sound, and they didn't say much after that. Not with words, anyways.
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They spent the rest of the day relaxing. Sam went to get a couple of DVDs and they lounged in front of the TV, munching on popcorn and just being together. Sam told Jack about her day, and much to her amusement, Jack told her about his – which included a more detailed rendition of the story of the making of the spaghetti sauce. After the movies were watched, and the popcorn was eaten, they went and sat on the deck and watched as the dogs ran around the back yard playing keep away with each other and chasing balls and sticks. All in all, it wasn't a bad way to spend a Friday night.
They curled up in bed later, with the dogs cuddling close as well, and Sam smiled and ran her fingers along Jack's cheek – one of her favorite places to touch him, because it wasn't something she'd ever have dreamed of doing before they'd decided they were going to be an item.
"So, Daniel's going to be your best man?"
"M-hmmm." Jack turned his head and kissed her fingertips. "It wasn't really a hard choice. Teal'c was the other choice, and he already told me a long time ago that when I decided to marry you, he didn't want to be part of the wedding party. Nothing too important, anyways."
"He said that?"
"Yeah." Jack touched her cheek. "He wants to see the wedding and not have to do anything. So he can see how humans celebrate their nuptials, or something like that. I suggested we go crash a wedding so he wouldn't have to wait."
"You didn't!"
"I did. But he said no. He'd wait until someone he knows gets married and then go with an invitation."
Sam smiled.
"Better make sure we send him an invitation, then, huh?"
"We'll make him be an usher or something."
"He could do that."
They both smiled, then.
"You know who's going to be your bridesmaid?" Jack was fairly certain he already knew, but of course, Sam could always surprise him.
"Janet said if I didn't let her be the bridesmaid she was going to jab me with a big needle."
"Did you tell her we set a date?"
Sam nodded.
"And she said...?"
"She was happy, of course. Couldn't wait. Told me she'd been ready to come talk to you about setting a date herself if the two of us didn't take care of it sometime soon."
Jack gave a melodramatic shudder. "She'd probably come see me with a big needle."
"A dull one," Sam agreed.
"Exactly."
"Hammond needs to be told."
"I'm pretty sure he knows. If not, he'll know before the week-end is out, since news like that spreads faster than Ebola."
"I hope not. I'd like to tell him myself." He deserved that much, and more, as far as Jack was concerned.
"Well, if you're going to give Abby back tomorrow, why don't you go track him down later?"
"Good idea."
"I am a genius, after all."
Jack smiled, and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close.
"It's nice having my own genius." Of course, technically, he had two geniuses, since Daniel was one as well. "But you know what would be nicer?"
"Hmm?"
"A live in genius."
"What do you mean?" She was pretty much a live in, already.
"You're the genius, you figure it out."
"You mean I should move in?"
"I mean, you should move in, if you want to. I'll even build you a picket fence, if you want."
"Really?"
"Well, it'll take a few days to actually get the pickets and the nails... but if you want me-"
"I meant, do you really want me to move in?"
Jack nodded.
"I'd love for you to move in."
"When?"
"When you're ready."
"It'd take a lot of packing."
"I'd help."
Uh huh. He'd probably break everything she owned if she let him get his hands on it.
"I could have Janet and Cassie help."
"Or we could hire someone."
"I'd rather do it myself."
"Does that mean you're considering it?"
Sam shrugged, and smiled. "Why not?"
"Good." He leaned over and kissed her. "We'll turn the extra bedroom into a workroom for you, so you don't always have to work late at the base."
"If we do that, where's Shawn going to sleep when he comes to visit?" Sam ran her hand along Jack's side, smiling at the way he was already making plans.
"He's going to be away at school."
"What about the baby?"
"What baby?"
"The baby we're going to have as soon as you're ready to make one with me."
There was a change in Jack's eyes that Sam noticed immediately. They'd been loving already, and filled with gentle amusement while they discussed living arrangements, but now there was a warmth and a hunger that she'd only seen there a few times before, and Sam knew that her comment had pleased him immensely. Had there ever been a doubt before that Jack was ready for her to have his baby, the look in his eyes would have squashed it instantly.
His hand strayed to her belly, and he pressed his hand against her gently, as if trying to picture how she'd look 8 months gone with his child, and Sam smiled.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"We're not waiting for peace on earth are we?"
"No."
"Good."
Her hand covered his, and Sam squeezed his hand.
"Let's wait until after the wedding, though." She said, softly. "There's going to be a lot going on, with planning and plotting, and if I get pregnant I might have morning sickness and that'd put a dampener on how much I enjoy the planning – and the wedding."
"And the wedding night." He tried for a leer, but there was far too much amusement in his eyes and expression for him to pull it off.
"And the wedding night," Sam agreed, sending her hand lower, much to Jack's delight.
"Whenever you want, Sam," he told her, his voice slightly strained, now, and he sounded a little breathless. "The honeymoon would be a good time. You'll be away from the Stargate, and we can make sure we don't have any off-world missions for a couple of weeks after that."
"The honeymoon will be fine."
"But we could practice..." He said, his own hand sliding lower.
"Oh, we'll need a lot of practice..."
She giggled, but it ended in a breathless sound, and they didn't say much after that. Not with words, anyways.