Danny woke up to an empty bed, the sound of Sam retching into the toilet in the background. "Morning, Sam." He said as he knelt beside her. Danny grabbed her arm and applied pressure a few inches away from the wrist, helping to hold her up with his other arm.

"Thanks, Danny. I'd kiss you, but-"

"It's understandable." Danny grabbed her head and kissed her on the brow, even if it was a little sweaty. "How are you feeling today?"

"Well, aside from that little episode just now and my feet feeling kind of swollen, I'm fine." She said, grabbing a toothbrush.

"That's good. Feel like having breakfast today?" Sam nodded. "Good. I'll make pancakes.

"You know what I like in them." Sam said, spitting out the minty foam.

"Right, soy milk and egg substitute with fake maple syrup on top. Got it."

As Sam sat down at the breakfast table, Danny presented her with a serving of blueberry pancakes about 1/3 larger than his, which, incidentally, were made with real eggs and milk and covered in real maple syrup.

"Dan, honey, would you mind picking up some lemons today?" Asked Sam a half hour later as she walked out of their room fully dressed, having taken her shower before finding an outfit.

"Sure. Have a great day at work." Danny replied, kissing her on the lips as she walked out the door.

Not only were they out of lemons, but ginger and anything containing Vitamin B6, Danny observed as he searched his local Stop & Shop. He had a pound of lemons and a one pound bag of ginger. All he needed was some green beans and bananas. He was heading through produce when he heard a familiar voice yell out "Danny?"

"Hey, Jazz. What're you doing home? I thought you were teaching psychiatry at that college."

"I'm visiting mom and dad this week over summer vacation. I have to go back in a few days. How are things with you and Sam?"

"Things are great. We're expecting a child. Sam's at the end of her first trimester."

"Hey, that's great! You must be so proud."

"I am."

"So, how's Tucker?"

"He's going out with Valerie and is considering running for senate.."

"That's great! I'm so happy for you guys!" She said, pulling Danny into a bear hug so crushing, it could have rivaled their mother's.

"Jazz…can't…breathe."

"Oops. Sorry."

"It's ok." Danny said, grateful for the ability to breathe.

"Danny, my back's killing me, would you mind?" Sam asked that night as she sat down on the couch. Danny leaned over the back of the couch as Sam sat forward, shivers going down her spine as his hands worked their magic down her back.

"I saw Jazz today. Apparently she's home for a week on summer vacation. She sends her congratulations to us, Tuck, and Val."

"Danny?"

"Yes?"

"Could you get me a pint of Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough ice cream, heavy on the ranch dressing?"

(A/N: The ice cream Sam wanted used to be Rocky Road, until DigitalPhantom alerted me to ingredients found in marshmallows that Sam would find objectionable.)