(Five years later)
"Well Sam you can stop worrying, you are in perfect health. Your weights a little low, but it's nothing to worry about." Janet reassured Sam. For a while now Sam had been feeling run down and just recently nauseous.
"Then why have I been so tired and nauseous?"
"Simple, because you're pregnant."
"I'm what...? Wait how can that be? I thought that after Jolinar my body chemistry was all messed up. You said it yourself the only reason I probably got pregnant with CJ was because that Goa'uld did something and the odds of me getting pregnant again was pretty much non existent.'
"I now what I said and apparently I was wrong."
"Wow I'm really going to have another baby?"
"Yes."
Later that night Sam paced the house waiting for Jack and CJ to get back from hockey practice. Sam still had not idea what had possessed Jack, with his bad knees, to coach a peewee hockey team, but she did suspect it had something to do with Jack's up coming retirement.
"Hey mom." CJ greeted as he dumped his stuff by the stairs, and then joined Sam in the kitchen, grabbing a cookie.
"How was practice?" Sam questioned.
"Great, we are so gonna stomp, The Gators on Saturday." CJ answered around a mouth full of cookie, casing Sam to smile. CJ became more and more like Jack every day.
"That's good to hear. So where's your dad?"
"He had to run Jason home, but he should be back soon."
Just then Jack came walking through the door and into the kitchen. Ruffling CJ's hair Jack grabbed a cookie too, and then gave Sam a quick kiss.
"So what'd Janet say?" Jack asked after CJ disappeared up stairs.
"She said I've been feeling tired and nauseous because I'm pregnant." Sam watched Jack's face closely for his reaction.
At hearing this a huge grin broke out on Jack's face. "You're pregnant? Man first Janet, now you. Is there like some rule that says if one of you gets pregnant the other one has to too?
"Jack this is serious." Sam hit Jack's shoulder. "Are you ok with this?"
"Am I ok with this? Sam honey I'm thrilled."
Before any thing else could be said the phone ringing interrupted them.
"Dad it's for you!" They heard CJ shout from where ever he was now.
"O'Neill...General, yes sir...how long?... yeah I understand sir...I'll be there...good bye sir." Jack hung up the phone and looked at Sam with a look of guilt.
"Jack?" Sam had only heard one side of the conversation, but already she didn't like it.
"That was Hammond. He wants to see me first thing tomorrow."
"Why?"
"Apparently the higher ups have a mission they want me to go on. Kind of like that mission I went on to uncover the rouge NID agents. Think of it as a last mission before my retirement goes through."
"How long?"
"Don't know for sure but Hammond says it could take months."
"Months?"
"Yeah I know these people have lousy timing, but..."
"It's ok, Jack I understand, you have to do what you have to do. Don't worry I'll be ok, I'll have CJ, Daniel, Janet, Teal'c, General Hammond, and pretty much the whole SGC to help me out."
"You sure?"
"Yes. Now go to bed you have a big day ahead of you."
"I love you."
"Yeah I love me too."
"Smart ass." Giving Sam a loving kiss, Jack headed for bed.
(Months later)
"So any word about your dad yet?" Shayla asked as she and CJ sat in her back yard playing with their dogs.
"Nope, but mom says Grandpa George thinks he should be home any time now. Especially with the baby do any time now."
"Ah yes the new baby. Trust me they're not all they're cracked up to be. All Ryan does is eat, sleep, poop, and cry. Did I mention he cries...a lot?"
"Yeah you did, but hey you know my windows always open any time you need a quiet place to sleep."
"Yeah I know and I appreciate it."
"No problem, what are friends for?"
The rest of the afternoon went by pretty quick for the two friends. After their conversation the two had gone to the park and hung out with a group of their friends, doing the typical things ten year olds do.
Arriving home after walking Shayla home, CJ was greeted by the sight of General Hammond sitting in the living room with his mom. Since his mom was smiling CJ figured Hammond wasn't there to deliver any bad news.
"CJ good you're home." Sam tried to stand up to give CJ a hug, but being heavily pregnant made it near impossible for her to get up with out help. So CJ took mercy on her and lend down to hug her.
"Hey mom, Gramps. What's up?"
"Well I just stopped by to let you and your mom know that I received word from your dad."
"Great so does that mean he'll be home soon? Will he be back in time for the play offs?"
"That's the plan."
"Yesss!!!!"
"Now you're sure you don't want to come?" Jack checked with Sam for the millionth time that morning. Jack had only been home a few days, but already it was starting to feel like he'd never left. "This is like one of the biggest games of our son's career."
"Jack its only peewee hockey."
"Only, only peewee hockey, that's like calling the Stargate on over sized elevator."
"Whatever, it doesn't matter. You know as well as I do, I can't go. Hell I can hardly even stand up, not to mention the way I waddle when I walk."
"Sam are we getting into that whole look like an whale conversation again? Because if we are it's like I said last time: no you don't look fat, you look pregnant."
"Thank you Jack. Now leave before I'm forced to throw you out."
"I'd like to see you try it, Moby."
"Jack!" Sam threw one of the throw pillows off the couch at Jack's head. Laughing the whole time, Jack retreated out of the house. "Men?"
Several hours later Jack, his assistant coach, and the team were seated around a local pizza place celebrating their victory, when Jack's cell phone rang.
"O'Neill...Daniel hey what's up...? Yeah I turned my phone off for the game...She's what? When...? We're on our way." Jack hung up his phone, grabbed CJ, and headed for the door.
"Wha...? Dad what's the rush?" CJ had been right in the middle of a conversation when Jack had grabbed the collar of his jersey and started dragging him to the door.
"Your mom went into labor, that's the rush."
"Oh."
'Oh man, oh man, Sam is so going to kill me.' Jack thought to himself as he and CJ ran as fast as they could down the hospital corridor. 'Geeze it would have to be the one time I turn my phone off that Sam goes into labor.'
"Dad!" CJ called out as they both skidded past the waiting room everyone was waiting in. doubling back a few steps the two entered the room.
"Through there." Daniel answered Jack's unasked question, pointing to a set of double doors, which jack quickly disappeared through, leaving the others to continue their pacing.
Quickly changing into the gown thingy the nurse handed him, Jack entered the delivery room.
"Jack! Where the hell have you been?" Sam hollered as she squeezed Jack's hand.
"Well I... Ah, Sam, hand, hand...pain." To Jack it felt like Sam was breaking every bone in his hand.
"You're in Pain!? How the hell do you think I feel? You try giving birth and then you can talk to me about pain."
"Yes dear, you're right dear. I know nothing about pain, what I was thinking?" Jack shot a pleading as well as a pain filled look towards Janet.
"Come on Sam you're almost done. Just breathe and push." Janet took pity on Jack.
"Ahhhhh!!!!!!" Sam screamed, giving one last push, then falling back on the bed, exhausted.
"Congratulations you two are the proud parents of another baby boy. Give me a minute to get him cleaned up and I'll be right back."
Jack leaned over and kissed Sam on the forehead. "Did you hear that? We have another son." He whispered into Sam's ear, a huge grin on his face.
"Oh stop gloating Jack." Sam whispered back, tiredly.
"Gloating? I'm not gloating just because I was write and you were wrong."
"Jack." Sam gave Jack's hand, which she was still holding, a quick squeeze.
"Ah...ok, ok you win. I am no longer gloating. Please take it easy on my poor, bettered hand."
"Baby."
Just then Janet came walking back into the room and placed the baby in Sam's arms. When he opened his eyes Jack realized he had Sam's eyes. In that one instant Jack had a feeling his second (or third how ever you look at it) was going to be just like Sam.