Much later that night, Jacob, Jack and Sam sat in her living room. Sam was sitting on the couch, leaned up against Jack, and Jacob watched them closely. It was obvious that they had fallen into a semi-comfortable routine and that they were no longer constrained by the same inhibitions that had blockaded their relationship.

"So, how do you guys feel about this whole…machine thing?" Jacob asked, cautiously.

Both Sam and Jack took deep breaths before either of them answered. It had been a day full of light conversation- and the obligatory 'you hurt my daughter, I will castrate you' speech for Jack- and so, neither had expected that line of questioning from Jacob.

"What do you mean Dad?" Sam asked.

"You seem to be fine with it, I mean, you're acting like a married couple, and that's fine, but…don't you have some kind of- I don't know- negative feelings about this?"

Sam chuckled. "A few. Jack and I had our first fight about whether we were really married or not right after we found out the President had suspended the regs for us."

"But we decided that no matter what, we're going to see this through." Jack added. "We both know that we have of growth left, both personally and as…a couple." He said with a smile.

"I don't know, Dad. Jack's helped me grow since the day I first met him. He's never given up on me. And I guess that's how I know this is going to be good for us."

Jacob smiled. "Good."

"So, what do you want to do, Dad? It's kinda boring around here. We could go to O'Malley's and play some pool, or we could hang out here- like we usually do- and just watch a movie." Sam said, cuddling further into Jack's embrace.

"Selmak and I would like to watch a movie. What do you have, kid?"

"Anything in the shelves." She said. "You pick."

Jacob looked in the lines of shelves and found "The Phantom of the Opera." "You mean, they finally turned this into a movie?" He asked, showing them the case.

Sam nodded. "Yeah. You want to see it?"

He shrugged. "Don't you have any of the classics? "State Fair," "Carousel," or "Oklahoma!""

Jack nodded. "Top shelf."

"PLEASE not "Oklahoma!" I've seen that WAY too much in the last few years." Sam begged.

"Okay, how about "Carousel?""

She nodded. "Sure."

Within the first fifteen minutes, Sam was crying. "I don't know what's wrong with me!" She wailed as she grabbed his shirt and buried her face in it.

"Sam, honey, it's okay! It's a sad movie." Jack said, rubbing her back with one hand and running his fingers through her hair with the other.

"We can watch another movie if you want." Jacob said, distressed that his previously stable daughter was crying just because Billy and Julie had somewhat declared their love for one another.

"No, Dad. You wanted to watch it. And that's fine, it's just..I never used to cry at this part!" She cried into Jack's shirt, her sound muffled by the fabric.

Jack smiled. "Sam, you're pregnant. It's normal."

She nodded, her face still buried in his shirt. Jack looked at Jacob and gave him his 'oh, this IS normal' expression. Needless to say, Jacob earned a whole new appreciation for Jack that night.