Disclaimer: It's mine only in my dreams. They're some sweet dreams.

Note: Furlings are cats asked me about Jonathan being named after John and if it was some kind of secret Shipper thing. Well to everybody who's wondering that, go back to the end of Chapter 4-Labour. I'll wait for you while you do… (Twiddling my fingers)…Oh you're back, didn't see you. Okay Jonathan's full name is Jonathan Carson Sheppard-Weir and that was a mark of respect to the two men she hurt most during labour. Then again, he could be named after Jonathan O'Neill. Huh.
Hope that's cleared up some of the confusion.
One more thing…JANET FRASIER ISN'T DEAD…I miss her so she is alive in this fic. But if you don't like it I can always change it. My destiny is in your hands.

Jack walked into the very crowded infirmary were Janet was struggling to get through all the expedition members. Thank God, Carson was helping her. She'd called him a saint more then once.

He looked towards the end bed and saw Elizabeth and Sam playing with Jonathan.

"Ladies…and Jonathan"

Jonathan jumped up into Jack's arms. It was amazing. Jonathan had known Jack only a few hours but both were totally smitten with each other.

"Do you always do that?"

Elizabeth smirked.

"You two all clear?"

Jack directed his question at Elizabeth.

"We're fine; John's having some test run."

Jack nodded.

"Carter, why don't you take Jonathan to get something to eat so myself and Weir can have a talk"

"Yes Sir."

Jack place Jonathan on the floor and Sam took him by the hand and led him out of the infirmary.

Jack sat down next to Elizabeth

"So, Abuse of position or drunken night?"

Elizabeth smirked; she knew the question would be coming.

"Neither. John isn't Jonathan's biological father."

Jack sighed

"Oh, they both know right?"

"Yes, they both know."

Jack looked down at his hands.

"Who's his real father?"

"John is Jonathan's real father; Simon is Jonathan's biological father."

"Simon, that guy you were seeing?"

Elizabeth nodded

"That guy the President gave clearance to?"

Elizabeth nodded again.

"That guy, we asked to work here as a civilian consultant?"

Elizabeth's head bolted up to face Jack

"What?"

"He's probably heard you're back."

Elizabeth stood up panicking.

"He can't know about Jonathan. It would screw John and Jonathan up."

Jack stood up, faced Elizabeth and held her arms to keep her still.

"It's okay. We'll just make sure that Jonathan doesn't go near Simon. It can be done."

Just at the moment, it happened. The worse moment of Elizabeth's life to date.

"Elizabeth"

Elizabeth turned round.

"Oh holy Jesus."

It was Simon.

TBC…

No. Simon's on the scene. Never a good thing. Well, what did you think of this chapter?