I managed to get what I wanted in town today, so now I'm all ready for my brother's wedding. I'm feeling really generous here, so I'll update this story now instead of waiting until the morning.

Thanks again for all those great reviews. Keep 'em coming guys! Pretty please! I love and appreciate them so much.

Here's some more fluff for you all. Hope you enjoy!

Junior

By Lingren.

Previously:-

Sam drove carefully, the roads icy, and slippery with fresh snow, but they were together and they were going home.

Chapter 33

"Bed!" Sam ordered, once they had settled Junior into his own room. They boy had hardly stirred as he was undressed and placed between the covers. Jack had kissed him goodnight and Sam did too.

Taking a closer look at how tired Jack was, she'd ordered him to his bed too.

"Now there's an offer I can't refuse," he smirked, waggling his eyebrows.

"Sleep Jack. Smart ass!"

He pouted but the effect was spoiled by an enormous yawn that cracked his jaw.

"Ooowww!" he moaned, rubbing it. "Okay. Sleep first..." he trailed off with another yawn.

Sam sniggered and steered him towards the bedroom. He flopped down onto the bed and pulled her to stand in between his knees, kissing her belly and the unborn child within. Next he buried his face against her with a sigh of contentment.

"Love you Sam!" His voice was muffled against her, but it brought a smile to her lips.

She bent over and kissed the top of his head, holding him to her. Nothing was said, but when his head began to feel heavy she gently pulled it away to see that he'd fallen asleep, and couldn't stop a chuckle from escaping.

Jack blinked and shook his head.

"I think I might have nodded off."

"I know you did," she snickered."C'mon flyboy, lets get you undressed." Sam was already pulling his shirt over his head.

He would have made some comment about that too, but his brain was already asleep, his body just going through the motions automatically.

She helped him undress, too tired to bother for himself. Having pulled off his sneakers and socks, she made him lie down and then covered him with the bedding. His eyes were closed before she had finished, but as she bent down to kiss him goodnight, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Stay Sam!"

She smiled, and sat on the edge of the bed looking into half open sleepy brown eyes.

"Okay. Just let me lock up and make sure Jon's okay."

"Hmmm! K," he sighed in agreement.

He nodded even as his eyelids slid down again. Sam smiled and brushed away the grey strands from his brow before kissing it gently.

"Love you Jack!" she whispered, not expecting him to reply, but a smile tugged at his lips before sleep finally claimed him.

Standing up, she waked from the room to close up the house. It was early, but then, she'd missed some sleep too. It wouldn't hurt to go to bed now.

A few minutes later, she stripped down to panties and tank-top and slipped into bed behind Jack. He stirred slightly as she snuggled up to him, and he grasped her hand to hold it against him then went back to sleep.

Sam kissed the broad shoulder nearest to her and drifted off, blissfully happy to have him back again.

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Sam woke to the smell of bacon, and toast, and coffee. She sniffed appreciatively, then stopped mid sniff when her stomach roiled and churned. She just made it to the bathroom before the nausea overwhelmed her. She flushed the toilet and slid down to sit on the floor, and leaned her head and back against the cool tiles, coming to the conclusion that she hated being pregnant.

"It's only for a little while!" said the voice of experience.

Sam opened her eyes and looked up into brown orbs that sparkled, not believing a word he spoke.

He squatted down on his haunches and placed his palm round her cheek. She leaned into it with a weak smile.

"It'll pass," he assured her. "Sara had the same problem."

"Ugh!" she said with feeling as the nausea rose up again. She didn't throw up though.

"The best thing you can do is to go back to bed and I'll bring you something in a minute. C'mon," he said, hauling her to her feet, "let's get you settled and you'll see. It worked with Sara, and my mom."

Sam climbed back into bed and propped herself up against the bed board with her pillows. Jack was gone for a few moments, she could hear him down the hallway working away in the kitchen.

Several minutes later he re-appeared carrying a tray. He placed it on her lap with a huge grin.

"There!" he said, "A cup of tea, a slice of toast, and a glass of orange juice. You get that inside of you and you'll feel much better. An empty stomach is the worst thing for morning sickness."

Sam looked at him sideways and frowned.

"You know this for a fact, huh?" she stated, not so much a question.

He looked smug.

"Yeahsureyabetcha!" he said, leaning in for a kiss.

"Okay," she said dubiously, "and if I'm sick again I can blame you! Right Mr. smartass?"

He chuckled and was about to add some unflattering remark when they were interrupted.

"Daddy!"

"Hey Junior!" Jack cried joyfully.

The boy was climbing onto his lap before he could react. Junior then kissed his father in the cheek and hugged him. Then he squirmed round to lean across and kiss Sam too.

Sam smiled and hugged the boy back one armed, carefully holding onto the tray and trying not to spill anything at the same time.

"So, seeing as it's almost Christmas, I guess we should go shopping."

"What are we doing for the holiday?" Sam asked, wondering what he had planned.

"Actually I promised Mom and Dad that we'd go up there for the week," he shrugged apologetically. "I can cancel if you..."

"No! No, that's fine, you go. Have fun."

"WE Sam. WE go have fun. All of us. You're part of this family too ya know. Mom would love to have you come too; you know that. She adores you already! Besides," he said with a grin, "we can introduce her to her latest grandchild."

"I think we have a few more months yet before that happens."

"I know! But you haven't told them yet have you?"

"Not yet."

"Good!" He stopped, his face puzzled for a moment, before he sheepishly asked something that had suddenly occurred to him. "When is Christmas anyway? I've kinda lost track of the days."

Sam giggled round a mouthful of toast. She was feeling better already.

"We have a few days yet," she said when she'd swallowed. "Today's the fifteenth."

"Great. I guess I'd better let Mom know we're coming."

"She doesn't know you're back yet. You were too tired to phone last night and I completely forgot. Sorry!"

He leaned over and kissed her when he stood up, depositing Junior onto the floor.

"No problem. If you're still hungry there's more on the table."

Jack chivvied Junior from the room, and into the kitchen where he placed his breakfast on the table for him. And while Jon tucked into his food like a starving waif, Jack picked up the phone and called his mother.

"Hi Mom!"

"Jonathon! You're back! Are you okay? Is Jonathon Junior okay?"

"Take a breath Mom!" he chuckled. "We're fine! Both of us!"

"Oh, I am so relieved. Sam said you'd been kidnapped."

"Well, yeah, in a way I guess we were. Someone thought they had a score to settle. It was the same guy who almost killed me in Minnesota, but we're back now, which is more than could be said for him. He can't hurt us any more Mom, he's gone!"

"Oh thank the Lord!" she cried, crossing herself.

"So, you still up to having company for the holiday?" he asked.

"Of course Jonathon and mind you bring Sam too!"

"I will. How's Dad?"

"He's fine. He'll be happy and relieved to know you're both okay."

"Will the whole family be there too?"

"It wouldn't be Christmas if they didn't Jonathon. It will be good have you back again. We've missed you..."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that Mom. Work and...things, ya know?"

"That's alright Jonathon. We understand now. We didn't at first, but you're back now and that's all that matters."

"At least Sam will get to meet some of them. Perhaps it will give her chance to get over the shock before the wedding. Of course, there's always the possibility that meeting them for the first time will make her change her mind."

"Don't bank on it General. I've waited eight years, I'm not gonna change my mind now!" Sam said with a grin as she entered the kitchen and overheard him. She curled herself over his back, her breath tickling his ear. "Hi Mom!" she called out, hoping Melissa would hear her.

Jack could hear his Mom laugh and call out a 'Hello Sam' back. Sam blew in his ear with a mischievous smirk when he shivered and then she kissed and nibbled on his ear lobe until he groaned with longing.

"Ah...I gotta go Mom. See you soon. Bye!"

He jumped up and quickly replaced the phone on the hook, ready to insist they go back to bed, but when he turned round again, Sam was sitting in his chair tucking into a hearty breakfast.

"What?" she said innocently at his stunned expression of disbelief. "I'm hungry. I'm eating for two remember!"

"Oiy!" he groaned, his shoulders slumping, and with a smirk he shook his head. She was sooo gonna be the death of him.

TBC