Daniel and Tealc were in the living room playing with the kids. Jack took the opportunity to steal Sam away for a second.

"Do you really want to leave them in with your children?"

Jack tilted his head looking confused.

"What? I trust both those guys. Danny boy will probably have them bored with rocks and artifact thingies by the time you make coffee. And T… he'll look at them sternly."
"Jack, that's not what I mean." She laughed and tried to fend off kisses and make coffee at the same time.

"Then?"

"They're YOUR children. I don't trust Jake not to break anything or blow anything up… or Kat not to have Tea'lc so wrapped around her little finger she'll have him jumping through hoops."

"They're six months old… Jake can't blow anything up yet… though he is your son. So I wouldn't put it past him to try." H grumbled and got out four mugs from the cabinet. He peeked into the living room just in case. Tea'lc was actually making funny faces at Kat. Daniel was trying to wrestle his glasses out of Jacob's little hands with out breaking them or making the baby cry.

"Wait a second… Tea'lc is making silly faces!" He thought, watching the Jaffa blow raspberries at Kat . "Wow… how does she do that 'I'm right thing' without even looking?"

He laughed softly and pushed her gently towards the living room.

"You're right… she's got the T-man already. He is putty in her little chubby hands. Go save him. I can handle coffee."

There was a very small fussy baby noise from the other room. Daneil came in holding two pieces of his glasses in one hand and Jake in the other arm. Jake was reaching for the glasses and really working up a squall.

"See?" Sam laughed and took Jake. "You break things like Dada!"

"Daniel laughed as Sam danced her son out of the room and walked in to help Jack find something they could all eat. Tea'lc, they had learned, didn't particular like red or blue jell-o... which had taken up permanent residence in the fridge next to the formula.

"Cake?" Daniel suggested, holding up the foil covered pan.

"Sure.. thanks by the way." Jack mumbled. He hated when this guy was right. But a year ago when he'd taken the job in DC, Daniel had told him to take Sam out first.

"For?" Daniel asked. He was peeking cautiously under the foil covering the cake. It was Jack's house after all. Sam couldn't have fixed all his bad habits.

"If it weren't for you calling me chicken… I wouldn't have asked her."

Daniel smiled and threw out the cake… it was growing green things.

"We should order Chinese." He called to Sam. "Just let me know when you want more kids. I'll call her a chicken then. You going to name the next one after me?"

"Funny Space Monkey. Funny."

THE END!

Thanks to everyone who reviewed. It was fun writing it but I think I'm done for this one.