The next day was just as hard as Jack and the others had thought it was going to be.

They met with Randy and Mae and a host of Dotty and James' friends at the funeral parlor for the service, and it was a sea of somber black clothing and tears. Shawn was, of course, the center of focus for those tears and the serious atmosphere and it's hard not to cry when someone is hugging you and sobbing on you, and the cadet found his own grief renewed every time someone told him just how much they would miss his mom and dad. It was a reminder of how much he'd miss them, too.

Jack stayed with him as much as he could, and when he wasn't there to be a solid support for Shawn to turn to when the tears overcame him, then it was Sam's turn, or Gina's. And once it had been Daniel, who had shown up with Teal'c. They were the ones who Shawn knew best, and the ones he knew he could turn to, and while they grieved for the loss of his parents, they were more concerned about him.

Teal'c caused quite a stir among the guest who hadn't met him before, and several of them couldn't help but look at him with awe when he came even closer to them and looked even more like a mountain of muscles. But the fact that he was very quiet and gentle around Shawn – and the fact that several of the younger people in the group; Shawn, Andrew, Gina and no few friends from camp, were completely unafraid of him – helped soothe their own concerns about him. Although Randy and Mae didn't even go close to him.

The service wasn't very long, although several of Dotty and James' friends spoke in low tones about what great people they had been and what a tragedy it was that their son wasn't going to have a chance to see them – or that they wouldn't be able to watch a he finished growing. Just what Shawn needed to hear for an hour. He sat between Jack and his grandmother, tears almost continuously streaming down his cheeks. So much so, that he eventually just gave up on wiping them away or hiding them. Jack wrapped his arm around his shoulder, supporting him, but Shawn didn't actually break down, and he managed to hear most of the service.

He rode to the gravesite in the limo with his grandparents, trying to comfort them as well as he could, since they, too, had been moved to tears repeatedly by the service, and as his parents' coffins were placed into the ground his mind was numb with grief and loss – almost as numb as it had been the day he'd first heard the news – and once more Jack had been there to steady him when he needed it most.

When he'd been told that there was a luncheon afterwards, Shawn shook his head.

"I don't want to go."

His grandfather frowned.

"What?"

"I don't want to go…"

"It's for you, Shawn."

He shrugged, looking down at his feet.

"I don't want to go, Grandpa. I'm tired of-"

"You have to go, boy. It's a dishonor to your parents' memory not to-"

"Shawn, we can go home." Sam had been close enough to hear the conversation, and quick to intervene.

Randy scowled at her, furious that she'd meddled.

"You stay out of this, young lady," he told her. "He's my grandson, and I'll tell him what he can and-"

"Don't you talk to Sam like that!"

Shawn's eyes – so much like Jack's – were flashing with temper that he very rarely showed. But it was another thing he'd inherited from Jack – although the good nature that he'd received from Dotty usually prevailed.

"I'll talk to-"

"No!" He put himself between his grandfather and Sam, in a protective stance that was completely unconscious – although it was exactly what Jack or Jaffer either one would have done as well. "She doesn't deserve you scowling at her and she definitely doesn't have to do what you tell her to. She's not a young lady, she's a Major, and if you can't treat her with the respect she deserves, then don't talk to her at all."

"Shawn…"

Sam put her hand down on his shoulder, touched but worried by the cadet's response, but before he could say anything, Randy exploded. The old man had had just as long a day – and just as hard a last few days – and he wasn't going to put up with such insolence.

"Is this what they're teaching you at that school? How to yell at your elders? Maybe that sort of tomfoolery flies in the Air Force, but I won't allow it with me, young man! You will go to the luncheon, and you'll keep your voice down or I'll-"

"You'll what?"

This time the voice was Jack's, and a moment later he was putting a hand on Shawn, pushing him gently behind him as he stepped up between Shawn and his grandfather. For a moment, Sam was worried. Jack's temper was way beyond anything Shawn could come up with – or Randy, too, for that matter – and things could go from bad to very bad in an instant. But Jack wasn't mad, she realized almost immediately. He understood that both of the Adams men were having a rough day, and tempers were bound to flare, and that those we love are the ones that take the brunt of it. How many times had he yelled at Sam after a bad day? Or during them? Luckily, she was far more forgiving than he was.

"You stay out of-"

"O'Neill…"

They all looked over and saw Teal'c standing there, and there wasn't anger enough in him for Randy to say anything further to Jack or Sam or Shawn with that mountain close at hand, his dark eyes unreadable. Jack flashed Teal'c an appreciative glance and turned back to Randy.

"It's been a rough day, Randy. If Shawn doesn't feel capable of handling any more of it, I'm not going to subject him to it. I'm sure everyone will understand." He was certain Dotty and James would understand, although he didn't say it.

With visible effort, Randy Adams regained control of his temper and nodded, realizing that he probably wasn't in the best frame of mind to deal with anyone just then. The old man nodded, and mumbled an apology to Sam that she waved off. She wasn't offended.

"I'll go tell my wife you're leaving," he said, turning to go.

Jack turned to Sam and Shawn.

"You guys okay?"

They both nodded and Jack turned to Teal'c.

"Thanks for the intervention."

Teal'c shrugged.

"I was just going to ask you if you had seen Daniel Jackson."

Despite the rough morning, Shawn couldn't help but smile at that.