Author's Note: Yes, we will see some quiet time with Jack, Sam and baby, and yes, we'll have a meeting about what happened, but we have to get rid of Ian's folks, first!

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When it became obvious that Ian wasn't going to be able to get himself dressed – no matter how much he was willing to for Sam – it was Jack who helped him get dressed instead of Fraiser. Which was fine with all parties concerned – especially Ian. It was one thing for her to see him naked when he was hurt, but another when he was more or less – more less than more – awake and aware of what was going on around him.

Janet wanted to put him in surgical scrubs, which would have been far easier to get on him – and easier to put a brace on the injured knee – but Jack insisted on a uniform. He'd told Nate that Ian wasn't hurt, he said, and he wanted to make sure that the cadet's parents didn't get worried by them putting Ian in what obviously hospital clothing. So Daniel went off to the locker room, passing little Jacob to Hammond before he did, and fetched Ian a uniform.

By the time Jack had Ian dressed, and Janet had strapped a temporary brace onto the knee to support it as much as possible, most of the promised hour had passed, and Jack consulted with Hammond about where would be best for Nate and Maggie to meet up with Ian. Anywhere but the infirmary was Jack's choice, and Hammond suggested the Commissary, which wasn't all that far away, so it wouldn't be too much trouble to get Ian to, and it wasn't classified, which meant they didn't need to worry about granting Maggie permission to go there.

Promising Sam that he'd be back in a little bit, and cuddling his newborn son as well as he could without having every nurse in the place go awww in one collective voice, Jack recruited Teal'c to help him, and the two of them each took a side and supported (carried) Ian to the commissary, where they settled him at a table in the corner and put a cup of sweetened coffee in front of him, hoping the caffeine and sugar would wake him up at least a little.

Teal'c told Jack he'd stay and watch Ian – who looked like he was going to fall asleep at any minute – if he wanted to return to Sam's side, but just as he was going to accept that offer, he was paged to the main gate.

Nate and Maggie had arrived.

"You stay with him," Jack said, standing up. "I'll go get them."

Teal'c nodded, and watched as Ian picked up his cup and sleepily took a sip of the coffee, grimacing at the overly sweet taste, and Jack hurried out of the room. He wanted to get Nate and Maggie in and out before the kid fell asleep again.

OOOOOOOOOO

"He looks tired."

The statement was almost accusatory, but Jack didn't blame Maggie at all as the three of them entered the Commissary, Jack carrying the box with the birthday cake Ian's folks had brought, and Nate and Maggie carrying bags with brightly wrapped packages. Ian did look tired. And sitting by Teal'c just made him look small and pale, which added to the look. The few Marines and Air force personnel that were in the room all looked up curiously as the small group entered, and most of them smiled when they realized what was going on. Birthdays were always fun.

"He's had a rough day, Maggie," Jack said.

Maggie smiled, reminded by the statement that Sam had had her baby.

"Do we get to see Jacob?"

"Big or little?"

"Is Jacob here, Jack?" Nate asked.

Damn it. Jack hadn't intended to let that slip. Another sign that he wasn't completely paying attention to what he was saying just then.

"He was in the area when we found out about the baby," Jack lied. "So he came as soon as he could."

"Well, tell him to get his ass down here," Nate said, walking over and setting the bags down on the table and giving Teal'c his hand. "Murray, it's a pleasure to see you again." Nate never forgot a name or a face and he'd met Teal'c on Thanksgiving.

Teal'c gave a rare smile, and shook Nathan's hand, and then stood and gave Maggie a bow in greeting.

"It is a pleasure to see both of you."

"Want some cake?" Nate asked, as Jack set the box on the table and Maggie came around and gave Ian a hug, already looking him over with the intense look that only a mother could bring to bear with her offspring.

Jack knew the minute she saw the stitched gash on Ian's temple – although the cadet's dark hair hid some of the deeper bruising, luckily. Her brow furrowed and her expression darkened.

"Are you okay?" She asked her son, who smiled sleepily at her, obviously glad to see her, but unable to wake up completely – even for her.

"I'm fine, mom. Just a little wiped."

Maggie sat down next to Ian, reaching out and taking his hand, and Jack was glad that the uniform Ian was wearing hid the bruises.

"We brought you presents."

Ian smiled again, looking at the packages that were littering the table. Everyone loved getting presents, and even he was no exception to that rule.

"You could have shipped them."

"And missed your 20th birthday? Not a chance."

Nate turned to Jack while Ian was talking to Maggie.

"Are you going to get Jacob?"

"Which one?"

"Both of them. Sam's bedridden, I suppose?"

Jack nodded.

"It's just a precaution, but Fraiser might let her come and see you. And show off the baby. If she doesn't show him off, I know Jacob will."

"Tell her she'll miss out on cake if she doesn't come…"

O'Neill smiled.

"I'll do that."

Jack and Teal'c left – to give Ian some alone time with his folks – and Nate turned to his son, giving him a hard look.

"Some day I'm going to come visit you, and you're going to surprise me by being in good shape."

Ian grinned.

"I am in good shape. I've just had a long day."

"You're working too hard," Maggie decided, reaching out and touching his temple, right above the stitches, obviously feeling for swelling.

"Nah. It's easy stuff," Ian told her, wincing when she found a sore spot, but not moving his head because he knew it would hurt her feelings if he pulled away and he'd rather chop off his own arm than do that. "Just a lot of hours. And the whole baby delivering thing was not something I'd care to repeat."

"How did that happen?" Maggie asked, smiling, and moving her hand away when she noticed she was hurting him.

"Ugh…" Ian leaned back in his seat. "I don't even want to talk about it…"

Which was completely understandable to both of them.

Nate smiled, and started pulling packages out of the bags and putting them in front of Ian.

"You start on these, and I'll go get some plates for the cake."