Part II of "Thor" (The site wouldn't let me finish the chapter all at once :( Oh, well, here we go again...
Previously on "Thor" Chapter 5 of "Descension:"
"She's going to be a very special child." Charlie stated.
"She hasn't even been born yet." Sam said, one hand on her abdomen, protectively.
"Well, can you at least tell us before you tell anyone else, please?" Jack asked. "I mean, if she's going to be so special we can't let this information get into the wrong hands." Jack cautioned.
"I will try, O'Neill. But trust me that I am giving this matter my utmost care and attention."
"I do, Buddy. I just...want to make sure you understand me. This is my...our unborn daughter that we're talking about."
"I assure you, O'Neill. I am taking this very seriously." Then, the little gray alien looked over at Sam. "Do not be afraid, Samantha. We are monitoring you."
She smiled. "Thanks, Thor."
He beamed back up to his ship. As he did so, Sam looked at her husband. "Just what did we agree to?"
"Uh, you just gave Thor permission to continue spreading the news across the galaxy." Charlie said, chuckling.
"Why can't I ever manage to tell the little guy no?" Jack asked, exasperated.
There was a pause. "Well, Dad. What do you need me to do? Get you some coffee? Maybe read some Ancient text? Or you know, go on a mission..." Charlie asked, trying to find out just what the President had said about his request.
Jack sighed. "You're officially joining SG-1. Your first mission is in two hours."
Charlie nearly ran out of the room, and Jack couldn't help but chuckle as he watched.
"He's more like you than you like to admit." Sam commented, studying her husband.
"Yeah, but then he starts acting like Daniel which really throws me for a loop." Jack said, sighing as he leaned against the front of his desk.
"Is it nice to get a second chance?" She asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you've gotten remarried, you've got a new command, your formerly deceased son works with you, and you're going to have a daughter...we think. Sounds like a few second chances to me." She replied logically.
"See, that's why I married you." Jack replied. "I hadn't thought about it like that before."
She kissed him. "I hope that's not the only reason you married me," she replied, lightly.
"No, but it is certainly one of the perks."
Jack moved his hand nervously toward Samantha's abdomen. She chuckled at his apprehension and tookhis hand. She placed it lovingly where their unborn child lay protected within her. "See, you're not hurting either one of us." She said, smiling.
He looked down at where his hand touched the fabric of her dress blues. "I have to be honest...I didn't ever think this was really possible."
"What?" She asked.
"You...me... married with our own kid on the way." He said, tenderly placing one of her blonde locks behind her ear as he looked tenderly into her eyes.
She smiled and closed her eyes, savoring the caress, as her knees weakened from the feeling that she was experiencing. "Neither did I." She whispered.
He brought his lips closer to her, and she anticipated his move. After a quick kiss, he pulled away, reluctantly. "How did I manage to get the best-looking theoretical astrophysicist and USAF Colonel to fall in love with me?"
She laughed and kissed him again, lightly. "Professionalism."
Jack opened his eyes, the romance slightly interrupted. "What? I mean, I know I am older than you are, but I was expecting something about my dashing good looks..."
She chuckled.
"Brute strength..."
She covered her mouth, trying to hide a snort.
"No giggling, Colonel." He commanded, mockingly. "Or my obvious valor and heroism. But I never thought it would be my professionalism."
She shook her head, still laughing as she ran her fingers through his short, gray hair. "No, I meant that we need to be more professional."
He nodded. "I see."
"I do have to admit, though...while your dashing good looks are superior to many others, and you are obviously valiant and certainly my hero...I think Teal'c has you cornered on brute strength." She said, smiling.
"Hey! A little flattery never hurt anybody, did it?" He teased.
"Ah, but what shall I do about your big head?"
"Ignore it?" He suggested.
She kissed him lightly once more. "Never."
"Now that's more like it."