A/N: Once again, I'm skipping a deal of time in this chapter, but please - just bear with me here!

To say that Sam was happy during the last year and a half before graduation from the Academy would have been a blatant lie. Half the time she was lonely because Jack was on a mission - not to mention that while Mare had matured a lot in the last four years, she still wasn't the type of person that Sam could easily spend time with or get along with. If it wasn't for Janet, Sam would have been a real live social recluse.

Not that it mattered, of course. She focused on her studies and put one hundred and twenty percent into everything she set her mind to do. She wasn't doing this for Jack - he was just her bonus.

That is why, one month before graduation, right before Jack left on another mission, Sam had seduced him again. It seemed to have become a tradition with them that the night before he left and the night he came back Sam and Jack would show each other how much they loved the other and how much they had missed them.

Of course, this lead to a problem Sam had to face by herself one week later because Jack was overseas. Her monthly cycle was very prompt – never early or late. So when the day that she always started it on came and passed with no period in sight, Sam knew something was wrong.

Sam immediately began to panic. Quickly she ran to Janet's apartment and started to bang on the door. It opened a few seconds later with a disheveled Janet.

"I'm sorry, Janet, did I wake you?" Sam asked, concerned that she was interrupting something other than sleep.

Janet shook her head, "Nope. Come on in, Sam. Coffee?"

"No, I don't think I should be drinking coffee right now," Sam said, walking in and sitting with Janet at the dining room table.

"What's wrong? Did something happen to Jack?"

"No, nothing like that." Sam stopped, unsure of how she should continue. "Janet … I think I'm pregnant."

"What?" Janet's mind raced. Sam was lucky it was so close to graduation … but this was crazy! Pregnant? Wow. "When? How? Are you sure?"

Sam glared at Janet, "I'm not telling you how because I'm pretty sure that after all those medical classes you've taken you know how. It was right before Jack left a week ago. I'm a sure as I can be, Janet. I'm never late with my period …"

She trailed off, leaving Janet to finish, "But you're late. Wow, Sam. This is just … wow. I'm so happy for you!"

The other woman forced a smile, "Thanks."

"What's wrong now, Sam?" Janet asked, concerned that maybe Jack didn't want kids or something like that.

She shook her head, "Oh, nothing, I guess. It's just … I'm really lucky that this didn't happen a month ago. I'm giving my life to the Air Force and Jack. I don't know what I'd do if I lost one of them."

Janet patted Sam's hand with a reassuring smile as she said, "Don't worry. No matter what happens everything will turn out all right in the end. Trust me."

Sam felt tears coming to her eyes as she whispered, "I hope so, Janet. I hope so."

Jack flew into the Academy two days before her graduation was scheduled to take place. Jacob, Mark, Dee and Belle arrived the day before. It was at times like this that Jacob was glad to have a house to stay at instead of staying at a hotel.

What he didn't expect was to be bombarded with shouts coming from the second story of the house upon arrival.

Jack stormed down the flight of stairs, not really mad, but there were just too many emotions for the now Captain O'Neill to keep them all in check. He saw Jacob, Mark, Dee and Belle and stopped dead in his tracks. "Hi, sir."

"Captain," Jacob said in a voice eerily similar to Jack's own CO. "What have I told you about calling me 'sir'? You're practically my son-in-law!"

Jack looked down, "Yeah."

"Now, why were you and my daughter screaming at each other a moment ago?" Jacob asked, crossing his arms in an intimidating manner.

"She just … told me something that was a little unexpected, that's all," Jack said. It wasn't really a lie, just an evasive truth. But there was no getting out of it – Jacob had more training than Jack did.

"What did she tell you?" he pressed. Mark and Dee took Belle into the kitchen to start making food while 'Grandpa Jacob' interrogated 'Mr. Jack'.

Sam was walking down the stairs at that moment and saved Jack from having to tell her father by himself, "Hi, Dad."

He gave her a hug before noticing the tear stains on Sam's face, "What's going on? We heard shouting earlier."

Sam glanced nervously at Jack before turning back to her father, "Now, Dad, there are two things you need to know before I tell you. One is that this is a good thing. Two is that I'm not that far along."

"What?" Jacob asked, his mind already racing to conclusions. "You're pregnant?"

Sam just nodded, "Four weeks along."

Jacob was in shock. There was no other way to put it. His reaction was the exact opposite of Jack's when Sam had told him not one hour before.

Flashback:

When Jack walked into the house, he wasn't expecting anyone to be inside. Sam should have been at school finishing her classes and getting ready to graduate two days hence. What he did not expect was to hear sounds of someone retching in the bathroom.

"Sam?" he asked with evident concern in his voice as he dropped his bag by the door and moved further into their house.

He heard a door open and close before a short Cadet who was graduating with Sam (he recognized her as the med student Sam had befriended right before his first mission. Janis, Jenny, Joan, Janet! That was it, Janet!). She ran down the stairs and blocked Jack from going up them to see his fiancée.

"You can't go up there!" Janet said in a voice that reminded Jack strangely of Napoleon.

"Why not?" Jack asked, a little intimidated by the shorter woman.

Her eyes narrowed as she glared him down, "Because I said so, and at the moment Sam needs some time to calm down."

Jack's own eyes narrowed in response. Why did Sam have to pick a mini-Napoleon to be her best friend while he was away? With a sigh he backed down, walking over to the kitchen where he kept a supply of beer in the fridge. "Tell her I'm home but I'm not coming up."

Janet nodded once, "Good," before going off to relay her message.

"Napoleonic power monger," he said under his breath.

"I heard that!" Janet shouted from the stairs.

Jack just growled low in his throat, upset and tired from recent events.

A/N: Gold monogramed towel or assmarr?