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Chapter six: I'm not seepy!

A little later…

Sam had tried to convince Daniel or someone at the SGC to baby-sit Jack, but they were all smart and said no. Therefore, Sam was sitting on the couch with Jack watching a movie while eating popcorn. Daniel had rented 'Barney the Purple Dinosaur' but it had scared little Jack and so they decided to watch 'You've Got Mail'.

"Miss Sam?" Jack asked with a mouthful of popcorn. "I getting 'vewy bored."

Sam looked down at Jack; he was now peeling off the words on his new shirt. "What do you want to do then JJ?" she asked.

"I dunno…" he replied.

"Do you want to go play outside?" Sam asked.

"Nope." He answered. "I'm hungry."

Sam sighed and stood up. "What do you want?"

"What'd ya have?" Jack asked as he followed Sam into the kitchen.

"Um…" Sam began as she looked through her nearly empty cabinets. "Well…"

"Is that a 'beana?" Jack asked as he pointed to a black something that lay on the counter.

"A what? Oh, banana?" Sam asked. "I think it once was." She picked it up and threw it away. "I have some… cereal." She suggested.

"What kind?" Jack asked.

"Umm, special K?" she asked.

"I never heard it." Jack said.

"Ok, well do you want to try it?" Sam asked.

Jack thought a second. "Nope." He said. "Can I have applesauce? Pwease?"

"Umm… I don't have any applesauce." Sam said.

"Oh." Jack looked at the opened fridge. "Can I have that?" he asked.

Sam pulled out a zip block bag of leftover pizza that Colonel O'Neill had given to her a week ago. "You want dead pizza?"

Jack nodded. "Yes pwease."

Sam shrugged and pulled out a piece of pizza and put it in the microwave to heat it up. After it was done she took it out and handed it to Jack who immediately dropped it. "What'd you do that for?" she demanded as she picked it up.

"It was hot." He said. "I sowy."

Sam sighed. "Don't worry about it, do you want cold dead pizza?"

Jack shook his head. "I'm not hungry anymore." He said as he rubbed his eyes tiredly.

Sam glanced up at the clock- it was nine pm! No wonder the poor kid was tired. "Come on JJ, let's go to bed." She said as lifted him up onto her hip; she found that she could get him places faster if she carried him.

"No!" Jack wailed. "I 'don wanna go to bed! Not yet…" he said as he rubbed his eyes again. "I'm not seepy," he mumbled as he rested his small head on Sam's shoulder closed his eyes.

"Of course you're not." Sam said as she patted his back lightly. Sam walked back into the living room and bent down without moving Jack much. She threw the cushions of off the couch and pulled out the bed. She gently laid Jack on it and hurried to get a blanket. After finding a clean one, she laid it on Jack's small body and smiled. He looked so cute when he was sleeping. "Goodnight." She said quietly as she backed up towards her room.

A few minutes later she was in her comfortable pajamas and was lying in her bed. She was exhausted. She rolled over and shut her eyes. A minute later she woke up to someone shaking her.

"Miss Sam!" a small very familiar voice called quietly. "I haven't had a bedtime story!"

Sam rolled over to stare at Jack's big brown eyes. "Can we skip it tonight? I'm very tired." She said.

Jack shook his head. "I can't go to sleep w'out a story!" he complained.

"You seemed to be doing just fine." Sam said as she threw her covers off and followed Jack back to the living room. "Ok, what do you want to hear?" she asked.

"Ugly ducky!" he said happily. "That's my favorite!"

"The ugly duckling eh?" Sam asked. "Ok… um…"

"You know it right?"

Sam nodded. "I just don't remember it."

"But I have to have it!"

"How about-"

"NO!" He shouted. "You said I tou'd pick!"

Sam sighed. "I don't know it JJ." She said.

"Get it!"

Sam sighed and walked over to her laptop and turned it on, when all else fails, print it out. After printing out the first ugly duckling story she could find, she began to read it, a minute later Jack was asleep. Sam sighed and put the story down, she walked tiredly back to her bed and pulled the covers over her. Jack would be the death of her… not more then a minute later, she heard small footsteps walk into her room. Sam sat up and looked down at Jack. "Now what?" she asked.

"I need some water." He said.

Sam sighed and rubbed her head, this child! "Fine," she said as she got out of her nice warm cozy bed and walked down into the kitchen and handed him a glass of water. "Is that all you want?" she asked after he was done drinking.

Jack nodded and walked back to the couch. "G'night." He said.

"Good night." She said as she began to walk down the hall. "Sleep tight, bit the bedbugs."

Jack sat up in a flash. "Bedbugs?" he asked. "AHH!"

Sam hurried to his side. "No, don't worry, there isn't any bugs… ok?"

"But you said-"

"JJ! Go to sleep!"

Jack nodded and lay back down on the bed.

Sam walked back to her room and flopped onto her bed. This was going to be a horrible night! About ten minutes later, there was still no Jack, so Sam thought it was safe to fall asleep, she was almost there to when she heard…

"MISS SAM!"

Sam threw off her covers and ran into the living room for the millionth time that day. "What's the matter?" she asked as she looked around.

"I wetted the bed!" Jack cried. "I sorry!"

Sam turned on the lights. "JJ!" She complained.

"I sorry!" he said helplessly. "I didn't do it on purpose!"

"I know." Sam said. She sighed and striped the couch and tossed the sheet in the hamper. She took a wet washcloth and scrubbed the couch's mattress. Twenty minutes later, the couch was clean and a new blanket and sheet covered it.

Jack smiled. "Thank you!" he said with a smile.

Sam couldn't help but smile back. "You're welcome." She said asshe kissed him on his forehead and tucked him into bed. She was only was in her bed for about five minutes when she felt cold feet on her legs, she rolled over and saw Jack, fast asleep, next to her. Sam sat up and turned on the light. Sam was about to forget it and just go to sleep when she remembered… this was Colonel O'Neill! Sam gently picked up Jack and carried him back to the couch.

She slipped back into her bed and pulled the covers over her head, but she couldn't go to sleep. She was worried that something would happen to Jack… she picked up a book and began to read.

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What seemed like only an hour later, Sam's alarm clock went off, she sighed and put her book down, she got up and tiredly walked into the kitchen, turned the kettle of water on and began to fix herself a cup of coffee. She picked up her coffee and sat down at her counter table, she drained all the coffee in the cup then quickly washed it and hung it up with the other mugs. She walked into the living room; Jack was still sleeping, right where she had left him. She smiled and headed into the bathroom.

After a quick shower, she put a pair of pants on and a yellow T-shirt; she quickly brushed her teeth and walked back into the living room. "JJ!" She shouted. JJ had managed to get on top of the entertainment center, which was pretty high for a little boy. "JJ! How'd you get up there?" she demanded as she rushed over and lifted him down.

"I 'cwimed." He said. "Can I do it again?" he asked with a huge smile that almost no one could resist.

"No!" Sam said as she brushed the dust off of his shirt. "It's dangerous!"

"So?" Jack asked. "I 'don care!" he rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Never mind…" he looked around the room for something to keep him entertained. "I'm hungry! Can I have coco?"

"Coco what?" Sam said as he held his hand and walked into the kitchen.

"Hot cocoa!" Jack said. "Pease?" he batted his big eyelashes. "I'll be a good boy!"

Sam sighed. "I don't have hot cocoa." She said.

"What's that then?" Jack asked as he pointed to the coffee.

"That's coffee, and no you can't have any." Sam said.

"Mommy has coffee, she lets me have a sippy sometimes."

"That's nice." Sam said as she opened the freezer to see what she had for breakfast. "Do you like French toast?" she asked as she pulled a bag out.

Jack nodded. "Yep!"

Sam was about to throw them in the oven when she read the expired date. "Umm…" she said a she began to search her house for something that hadn't expired yet. "Umm, JJ? Do you like donuts?"