"So, Jack, why are you here?"

"Can't a man just stop by at his mini clone's apartment? I brought beer."

Mini-Jack looked quizzically at his older counterpart as he led him into his living room, taking the beer out of his hands. "We haven't talked since you dropped me off at my first day of high school all those years ago. Not a phone call or visit, nothing."

The original Jack looked slightly uncomfortable at the remark, "Look, I'm really sorry about that. But we did say that it would be weird if I contacted you. I seem to remember you saying that it would be too weird if you were contacted by yourself."

"Doesn't mean I didn't want to hear from Carter," the clone said quietly, opening a beer bottle and handing another to Jack.

"Actually, her name is O'Neill now."

The clone looked at his guest with wide eyes. "When did you guys get married?"

Jack shrugged his shoulders, "About a year ago we stumbled across this planet that had the most amazing thing on it."

"And that would be, what? A 30 foot projection of Homer?"

"No, a drug that made everyone forget all the rules that cloud one's mind." Jack smiled at the memory before taking a swig of his beer. "We slept together, and when we got back to Earth she handing in her resignation from the military. I proposed the next day, and about three hours into our engagement I found out that the reason she retired was because she was pregnant. We got married a few hours later, had a reception about four months later. She gave birth to twins – Thora and Johnny. Ba'al tried to kidnap Johnny, so we had nanocites mixed into their blood, causing premature aging of the mind, body and emotions." He paused for breath, wanting to see what his clone would say. When the younger man was silent, Jack continued, "Let's see, Jacob died. We found out that two of the leaders of the planet we had visited and gotten together on had an alliance with Ba'al and wanted our children. The third leader of the planet told us all this. Oh, yes, Thora and Johnny have telekinesis and a sixth sense that allows them to tell what a person's medical condition is. And, to add icing to the cake, we found out three months ago that Sam's pregnant again and she wants you at the baby shower this month."

Both Jacks just sat there in silence, one soaking in everything that had just been revealed to him, the other patiently waiting for his miniature to respond.

Finally, after about two hours of silence, Mini-Jack spoke, "You know, I go by Johnny now at school. Sometimes my friends call me John, but they think it's funnier to call me Johnny."

Jack smiled, "Well, then, I think it's good that little Johnny-boy has such a good roll model."

"When's the baby shower? I'd really like to be there, but the finals for the fall semester are coming up and I don't want to miss them. It's my senior year Jack."

"What if I told you that I could get it so you could take them early and have an extended vacation back in Colorado Springs? Everyone in SG-1 really wants to see you."

John (as he shall be called such for the remainder of the story) looked suspiciously again at his counterpart. "Daniel's the only one who's kept in contact with me for the past two and a half years," he spat. "And now you want me to just pack up and move back?"

Jack grimaced at his words, they were true, but they hurt nonetheless. "Well, yeah. Moving you all the way to Washington D.C. was not such a good idea. And there's someone Sam wants you to meet."

John looked at him strangely for a moment before replying, "I don't want to meet anyone. Carter is the person I'm suppose to be with, and if I can't be with her then I'm just going to be sarcastic and alone the rest of my life."

"You may want to meet this girl, she's very nice."

"If it's not Sam's clone, I'm not interested."

"Now that you mention it…"

John's head shot up at the sound in Jack's voice as he said that. "Don't you dare tell me that the Asgard who did this to me did it to her too."

"Okay, I won't tell you that. But you only get to meet her if you come to the shower."

"Fine, I'll come. Where am I going to sleep?"

Jack smiled, "At our house – with Chloe."

"Who's Chloe?"

"Sam's clone."

John grinned like a little kid who just found out that Santa was real. "Perfect. Now, what does Sam want as a baby gift?"

"What doesn't she want?"

They talked about presents for a while. When it was getting late, Jack got up to leave, but not before saying, "Don't tell Sam that you know about Chloe. They'd be furrious if they knew that I told you. You have to act surprised when you meet her."

"Damn, and here I was planning on sweeping her off her feet in a kiss to rival that of Romeo and Juliet before introductions were made."

"It's a good thing I know you're joking."

A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I really appreciate the good ones. And on a side note, if you are going to leave a bad review, could you at least use constructive critisism? I almost didn't update this today because of one of the reviews someone left me.

And I know that the two Jacks probably wouldn't really act like this, but it's my story and I can make them act howeverI want! Muhahaha!