17/?

Sam arrived at her CO's twenty minutes later. The moment she opened the door she was attacked by a dog that was too large to be carried anymore. She let herself fall to the floor as her face was licked constantly. Sam couldn't help but smile. When the dog had finally calmed down, Sam looked up to see Jack smiling down at them. "Finally, some peace."

She stood up, her left hand still petting the dog. "I didn't realize he'd gotten so attached to me."

"Neither did I. Want anything to drink?"

"No, thank you."

Jack went to the kitchen to grab himself a water, then back to the front door. Sam was still standing in the doorway, though she had closed the door. "Rooster, out." He called the dog, who wagged his tail, but wouldn't budge. "Maybe if you took him?" Jack asked.

Sam smiled despite herself, and led the dog to the backdoor. He would not go out unless she went out with him. Jack followed them. After a moments silence Sam sighed. She looked at Jack, who was looking up at the sky. He mostly was just avoiding looking at her. She was so beautiful, and now that he had his sight back, there was nothing else he'd rather look at. "Sir," She blushed. Jack looked at her. "Jack, about what I said in the infirmary-"

He held up a hand. "It's ok. I've already forgotten it." But he hadn't.

"Well, let me refresh your memory." She said, surprised at the strength of her voice. She seemed like she was about to say something else when her hand shot to her belly.

"Sam?" Jack rushed to her and offered her a chair. She sat down gingerly. "What's wrong?"

With an amazed look on her face, Sam replied, "I think the baby just kicked." Jack smiled. Sam found his hand and placed it on the spot where she'd felt the kick. "There. Did you feel it?"

Jack nodded. He was enthralled with the moment. Rooster had come over to see what the commotion was. He sat at Sam's feet, watching over her. Sam began to silently cry as the baby kicked a few more times. "That's my baby." She said quietly. Her mind went to Pete. He wasn't here to feel the first kick of his baby. She was so wrong to him. She'd only married him because she couldn't have who she really wanted. She looked at Jack and their eyes connected. The baby had stopped kicking, but still they held hands.

"We should probably get some sleep." Jack said after a few moments. He helped Sam up, even though she didn't need it. "You can sleep in the guest room tonight."

He led the way to the guest bedroom. He'd already made the bed up for her. "Where's he going to sleep?" Sam asked, tilting her head towards Rooster.

Jack grinned. "Probably with you." He was about to close the door behind him when he looked back at her. "Thanks for coming Sam."

"I came more for Rooster then you." She smiled. Jack laughed as he closed the door and headed to his room.