a/n: For all of you out there worried about Sam's caffeine consumption while pregnant: don't worry! Doctors will tell you one or two cups of coffee a day is perfectly safe for the baby. Trust me, I've been pregnant 5 times! Sam has one real cup of coffee in the morning, anything else she has for the rest of the day is decaffeinated.

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After everyone in the room finally recomposed themselves, Jack insisted Janet and Cassie stay for brunch. Janet and Cassie really wanted Jack and Sam to be alone, but Jack claimed that he had already promised Cassie his world-famous omelets.

Sam was anxious to find out what Jack would do or say once they were alone, but she also was very thankful for all the help Cassie gave Jack, and really wanted to hear all about their 'adventure' in decorating. So, temporarily setting aside her desire, she insisted they stay right along with Jack.

Jack started on his omelets while Sam pulled out a pan to fry bacon. Janet pulled a loaf of bread out of the bread box to start toasting. And, Cassie plopped her butt in a chair and started telling her tale, as dramatically as she could pull off, from the time she showed the catalogues to Jack.

During their meal, Sam and Jack couldn't keep their eyes off each other. Both of them were replaying the drama that had unfolded in the nursery only an hour before. Sam couldn't believe what she saw in Jack's eyes when he was begging her to stay with him.

Love. Hope. Desperation. The emotions were so prominent. Just thinking about them was making Sam's heart beat erratically. She couldn't wait to be alone with Jack!

Jack was feeling the same way about Sam. He was still ecstatic that she actually agreed to live with him. Watching her during brunch, each time their eyes met he could see so much love and want radiating from them. He was pretty sure if Janet and Cassie weren't there, he would have very likely taken her right there on the dining room table!

Shortly after their meal was over and Cassie and Jack had finished unfolding their tale of decorating, Janet announced that it was time for her and Cassie to get headed home.

As soon as Janet and Cassie reached the door, Sam felt like her heart was going to explode in her chest from nervousness. She knew as soon as Cassie and Janet pulled out of the driveway, her relationship with Jack was going to change forever. She knew once they crossed that line they had both been wanting to cross for so long, there would be no going back. As excited as she was that this day was finally here, she was, rightfully, just as scared about it as well.

She hugged her friends good-bye and then watched at the door as they got in Janet's car and pulled out of the driveway. Jack was standing right behind her and she could feel the heat from his body. She was totally freaked!

Should she just turn around and kiss him? Should she ask him exactly what he wanted? Should she worry he was only acting like this because she was pregnant with his child? Sam didn't know what to do. So, she just stood there, looking at Janet's retreating car driving down the road.

Jack stood behind her watching Janet's car drive out of sight. He leaned in a little closer and wrapped his arms around Sam's waist and pulled her into him so her whole body was touching his. Leaning down, so his cheek was touching her temple he spoke softly. "So."

"So," Sam croaked back, nervousness taking over her voice.

"Should we go back inside?" he asked in a soft, sexy voice that made Sam's heart skip a beat.

"Yeah," Sam answered softly.

Jack pulled slightly away from her but still kept his arms around her waist and guided her back into the house. After shutting the door, they continued to stay like they were. Sam felt Jack's body tense slightly like he was about to move when the shrill cry of the phone pulled them both out of their embrace.

"Shit," Jack grumbled, pulling completely away from Sam and heading towards the phone. "O'Neill!" Jack barked into the phone. "Yeah, all right…..I'll be there shortly," he said in a low, regretful voice. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Sam with remorse. "I've gotta go in. Bra'tac just showed up, something about an alliance between two goa'ulds."

"Should I go with you?" Sam asked, disappointment in her voice.

"Nah. We'll probably have to go off-world to get more intel, and you'll end up working in your lab on your day off!" he replied, stressing the last part and giving Sam an accusing look.

She just smiled at his accusation. "So," she said lowly, a few seconds later.

"So," he repeated, shoving his hands in his pockets and balancing on his heels. He squinted his eyes as he gazed at her, wondering if she was as nervous as him. "I shouldn't be gone long. Couple hours, max."

"Ok. Um, I'll probably take a nap."

"Good," he replied, then searched the room with his eyes as if he was looking for something. "Uh, well, I should probably be going."

"Yeah," Sam agreed, then backed up to allow him passage to the front door.

He walked towards her, and then stopped when he reached her. He looked deep in her eyes and wrapped his arms around her once again. Breaking eye-contact, he leaned in and kissed her on the forehead, letting his lips linger their for a few extra seconds.

Pulling away, he saw all the emotions he was feeling playing on her face. Looking at her sweet, soft lips, he wanted desperately to kiss them. But, he knew, if he so much as touched her lips, there was no way he was leaving his house. So, leaning down, he brushed his lips across her cheek and whispered in her ear. "I'll be back soon, promise."

"I'll be waiting," Sam replied, quietly. And then watched as the man of her dreams walked out the door.

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Sam took a short nap and then spent some time in the nursery, going over everything in the room. She made herself a small meal for dinner and watched TV, waiting for Jack to get back.

At 2100, Sam was getting antsy, and was fighting with herself about calling the base and finding out where Jack was. But, not wanting to seem desperate, every time she picked up the phone, she talked herself out of it. By 2230, Sam was incredibly tired, and took herself to bed.

Sam awoke the next morning feeling cozy and warm. After waking up a little more, she realized she was not alone in bed. Jack was spooned up against her, his arm resting around her waist.

Turning over to face him, Sam was not surprised that he was able to sneak into bed without waking her. He was black ops. She cuddled into Jack's warm body and wrapped her arm around him. Resting her forehead against his, she reminisced about everything from the previous day.

Thinking about what could have happened if Jack wouldn't have been called into work, Sam had the intense urge to kiss him. Giving in to her desire, she leaned in and lightly touched her lips to his.

Pulling off slightly, she captured his bottom lip between hers and lightly sucked. After only a few seconds she pulled back and her heart stopped as she saw two intense brown eyes staring back at her.

"Whatcha doin?" he whispered in almost a moan.

"Kissing you," Sam innocently answered.

"Why?" he asked softly.

"Because I wanted to," she said, her face incredibly close to his.

"Oh," was his only reply as he pulled her closer and captured her lips with his own.

After several minutes of intense kissing, their hands started to wander over each other's body, boldly going where they had never gone before.

Jack attacked Sam's neck and shoulders with his lips and before he knew it, they were both divulged of their shirts. They had both wanted this for so long that their desire had taken over complete control. Sam's hands were exploring every inch of his back, his hair, his face, his chest, while he was eagerly exploring the newly-exposed skin of Sam's chest with his mouth.

While his lips were enjoying Sam's front, his hands were venturing down and inside her shorts. He was slowly kissing his way down Sam's body when the phone, once again, interrupted their passion.

Groaning loudly, Jack, unwillingly, pulled himself off Sam and reached for the phone. "O'Neill!" he yelled into the receiver. His mind fighting to take back control of his passion-filled body.

After several minutes of listening to the person on the other end of the phone, he replied, "I understand, we're on our way." After hanging up, he turned and looked at Sam. "We have to go in."

Sam's shoulders slumped in obvious disappointment. Jack, who was feeling the same way, pulled her close and kissed her delicately on the lips. "Oh, we are definitely going to finish this," he said, smiling seductively at her.

Sam smiled back, more than happy to finish. "What's going on?" she asked. Her military training kicking in.

"Teal'c and Bra'tac just returned from that goa'uld meeting, apparently it was a massacre. They brought back some technologically advanced warrior. From what they said, he was responsible for taking everyone out," Jack announced, pulling Sam off the bed with him.

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During the debriefing on base, Sam mentioned that the Tok'ra could be helpful on gathering more information on this new breed of soldier Teal'c and Bra'tac found.

General Hammond agreed and while he ordered the technicians in the control room to call the Tok'ra, Sam headed down to the labs to get a look at the new soldier.

Sam had been working for hours in one of the larger labs. She had been running scan after scan on the dead body, awaiting the arrival of the Tok'ra. She was standing next to a lab table, looking over the latest test results when Jack snuck in the room and quietly wrapped his arms around her from the back. He leaned down and started a slow assault on her neck with his mouth. "God," he moaned. "I can't get you out of my mind!"

"Hmm," Sam moaned, happily. His body and mouth igniting the passion in her. She turned in his arms and, wrapping her own around his neck, she pressed her body against his and sought out his lips with her own.

The kiss was gentle and slow. Each taking turns exploring the other's mouth and then tangling their tongues in a dance of love. Jack wanted to tell Sam how much he loved her, but that would mean he would have to pull away from her mouth, and he just wasn't yet ready to do that. He was seriously contemplating throwing his shirt over the camera in the room, locking the door, and making love to Sam right there in the lab, dead alien in the room and all.

"O'NEILL! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER?" Came a familiar, yet incredibly angry voice from behind Jack.

"Shit," Jack said in a low voice, pulling away from Sam's soft lips and looking at her, fear plainly written across his face. "Jacob?" Jack asked, slowly turning around.

"YOU HEARD ME, COLONEL, I ASKED YOU A DIRECT QUESTION," The very angry two-Star General yelled.

"It's not what you think, Jacob," Jack said, trying to calm the man down.

Just then, Sam moved from behind Jack and Jacob saw his only daughter pregnant for the very first time. He stared at Sam with an incredibly confused look on his face. With Selmac's help, he tried to analyze everything he just witnessed in order to make some semblance of sense out of it.

Giving up, he looked from Sam to Jack and back again, and then yelled in his most authoritative general voice, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?"

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