Chapter 60

Sam's POV

I can't help the smirk that spreads across my face at the thought of Jack.

"Spoken like a true Newly-Wed." quips Janet.

"Thank you." I reply, slightly embarrassed at how fluffy and twee we're acting. Oh, who cares! Like I said, we're on our Honeymoon. "We were promised three weeks Janet."

"I know. But the Yamyrians insisted that you and Jack in particular had to be here. It's not like I relish being back here, where my life went to…"

She trails off.

"Jack's right, you know."

"Sam, can we not do this now, please?"

"Janet…" I debate the wisdom of revealing the identity of the boy from the ceremony yesterday. On the one hand, she has a right to know, on the other…

"Come on, let's get breakfast started for the guys."

"I'm warning you, Marriage hasn't improved my cooking skills in the slightest."

"Okay, I'll cook, you get another pot of coffee started."

"Deal."

We work in silent harmony while we break out the food. Teal'c joins us, followed by SG-2 minus Ferretti and Jack. I catch Jack's eye as Littlefield takes up a position as far away from me as possible and we share an evil look.

The next moment, chaos reigns as Janet turns white as a ghost, before sinking to her knees. Teal'c's reflexes catch her as her upper body slips sideways and she passes out.

"Janet!"

"Doc!"

"Doctor Frasier!"

We call, and everyone crowds around, even as Teal'c gently lays her down on the floor. I panic and look to Jack automatically. Her baby.

Littlefield immediately starts checking her over. Jack steps back, giving him room to work. A faint groan from the ground tells us that she's coming around.

"Dan'l…"

Jack looks at me and rolls his eyes in frustration. "Doc?"

"Colonel?" Janet tries to sit up, but is held down by Littlefield and Teal'c.

"Do not attempt to sit up DoctorFrasier."

"What happened?"

"You seem to prefer kissing the floor to KP duty this morning Doc." Quips Jack.

"Janet, how do you feel?" I ask.

"A little light headed. I was reaching over to pick up my mug when… I must've blacked out."

"Okay. Teal'c, carry the Doc back to her tent. Make sure she lies down. Carter, you go with 'em."

"Colonel, I really-" starts Janet.

"Doc. Half an hour. If you feel better, I'll let you out, okay?"

She sighs in resignation and Teal'c lifts her effortlessly. I look at Jack and we engage in a silent conversation. His reassurance comforts me and I follow Teal'c to the tent.

"Carter?"

"Sir?"

"Food'll help." He says, tossing me an apple.

I frown at him as I turn away again, but as I duck inside the tent, Janet's gaze locks on the apple in my hand and I pass it over, watching in fascination as she devours it in seconds.

"Better?"

"Yeah. I must've been hungrier than I thought."

"I shall procure sufficient food for you both." Says Teal'c as he leaves the tent.

"Jan? How are you feeling now?"

"Better. I obviously just a had a low blood sugar, because I'm feeling better already."

"Is this the first time this has happened?"

She pauses and then shakes her head, looking up at the ceiling. "It's the third time this week. I've run a few tests. My blood sugar has been low each time."

"Are you not eating right?"

"I don't have much of an appetite."

"Janet." I scold her.

"Look who's talking, Miss-I'll-lock-myself-in-my lab-until- I-get-Jack-home."

"At least I'm taking care of my… self now." That was close.

Teal'c comes back in, with a plate of food for us each, and I help her sit up. He leaves us alone a few moments later.

"I'm sorry Sam, that was out of line."

"I'm sorry too. You scared me when you passed out like that Janet."

"Hey, I'm okay now."

"Alright. But if I have to, I'll get Teal'c to force feed you every meal."

"Sam."

"I mean it Janet. You need to take care of yourself." Especially now. I add silently.

"Okay, okay, I'll eat properly."

"Good."

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