Jack hung up after talking to Janet and walked back to the living room and sat down next to Sam.

"They went to see a movie and their going to get some dinner afterwards, so it's just the two of us for dinner" he said to her.

"Do you want to cook or order take out?" she asked him.

"Take out sounds good, less dishes afterwards" he said smiling, Sam nodded.

"Chinese or Pizza?" Jack though about it, "Pizza, I'll go make the phone call," he said standing up.

He walked into the kitchen and called in an order for a pepperoni pizza since they both liked the same toppings on their pizza.

When he walked back into the living room Sam was flipping through the channels on the TV.

"There's nothing good on TV these days" she said, then stopped on a channel; Jack smiled at her.

The two sat watching the Simpson's until the pizza arrived. When it arrived Jack paid for it they both ate their dinner while watching the TV. When all pizza was gone, Jack threw the box and plates away and Sam got them another drink. They snuggled back down on the sofa until Cleo came home.

An hour and half later there was a knock on the door and Sam got up to answer it; when she opened the door, Janet was standing there holding a sleeping Cleo in her arms,

"Hey Sam" she said stepping into the house.

"Hi Janet."

"She fell asleep on the drive back" she told her friend, Sam nodded and took Cleo from Janet.

"So, did the three of you have a good time?" Sam asked.

"Yeah" Cass said walking in the door with the car seat in hand; she passed it to Jack when he reached to take it from her.

"Good, well thanks Janet for looking after her, it really made it easer to get the boxes sorted out" Jack said.

"No problem, Cleo enjoyed the movie we went to see"

"Thanks, that's good to here, so what did you see?"

"Charlie and the chocolate factory"

"Ok was it good?" Jack asked

"Yep" Cassie said.

"Well, we better get going, see you guys later" Janet said.

"Ok, Janet thanks."

"Bye Jack, Sam" Cassie said.

Once the goodnights were finished, Janet and Cassie headed for home. Then it was just Jack, Sam and Cleo in the house. Sam turned to Jack "I'm going to get her ready for bed; it's well past her bedtime" she said looking at the clock. It read 20:15 Jack nodded,

"I'll go lock up and then come in and say goodnight."

Sam just nodded and walked down the hall to Cleo's room. She changed Cleo into her pajamas and was putting her into bed when Jack came in. He walked and over to the bed and they both kissed her and said goodnight before walking out of the room.

They walked into Jack's bedroom and got ready for bed. Once they had changed and gotten into bed, Jack reached for Sam and pulled her over so he could spoon her from behind like he had been doing every night since she been there.

The next few days were uneventful; both Jack and Sam had a few days off so they spent most of the time with Cleo. Sam had pretty much moved out of her house and into Jack's.

It had been four days since Sam had asked for reassignment; Sam and Jack were watching TV and Cleo was in her room playing. There was a knock on the door and Jack rose to get it.

When he opened the door he was shocked to see who it was,

"Jake! What a surprise" Jack said.

"Hello Jack, I came to see Sam," he replied.

"And you of course" he said as an after thought.

Sam had gotten up and walked to the front door when she heard Jack say Jacob's name.

"Hey dad," she said hugging him when he entered the house; they walked into the living room.

"So Jake, how long are you going to be in town?" Jack asked.

"A week or two, I was thinking about going to see Mark." Sam tensed at the mention of her brother; Jacob noticed it and the look she gave Jack.

"I'm going to go see what Cleo's up to" she said leaving the room quickly. Jacob looked at Jack in confusion,

"What did I say?" he asked; Jack looked to see if Sam was gone, "Mark is being and ass to her" Jack said, and then ran his hands through his hair.

"What? Why?" Jacob asked.

"How much did General Hammond tell you?" Jack asked.

Jake looked at Jack and replied,

"Just that I would most likely find Sam here; which by the way is slightly confusing, what in the hell is going on?" Jack cringed.

"Sam has been staying here since we got back from Ireland," now Jacob was really confused.

"Ok hang on, why were the two of you in Ireland?" Jacks face saddened suddenly.

"Jack, what's going on?"

"I was at my little sister's funeral and the Hammond wanted Sam to come with me to make sure I didn't do anything stupid. Her coming sort of backfired because I ended up having to make sure she was ok," Jack said.

"I'm sorry for your loss Jack" Jacob said.

"Yeah, well…"

Jacob looked at Jack, then down the hall to where Sam was.

"You still never said why she was here," he said looking at Jack.

Jack cringed then walked over to the patio doors, signaling for Jacob to follow. They stepped outside and Jack had his back to Jacob and the house, when he began to speak.

"There's no easy way to tell you this…Shannahan was beating up Sam."

Jacob stood there in shocked before the anger took hold,

"That son of a bitch, so help me God when I get-"

"You won't get the chance" Jack cut him off.

"And why the hell not?" Jacob asked.

"Because he is in jail awaiting trial in DC" Jack said turning to the older man. Jacob looked confused for a moment then spoke,

"What aren't you telling me Jack?" his said in a voice filled with anger.

Jack couldn't look at Jacob. "He put some sort of tracker on her clothes, and when we went to Ireland he must have come to looking for her at her house; when she wasn't there, he must have activated the tracker." Jack said, and then he took a deep breath.

"He showed up at my parents house the day of the funeral…he…God Jacob, I never should have let her out of my sight, I'm so sorry!"

All the emotion that Jack had felt for the past week came flooding back, the guilt of letting someone hurt the woman he loved at the forefront.

Jack turned his back to Jacob; he couldn't look at the man. How could he, he had failed to protect his only daughter from the worst violation anyone can ever experience.

"Jack?" Jacob questioned, but when Jack didn't answer he continued,

"What did he do?" there was more concern then anger in the older man's voice.

Jack took a deep breath but still wouldn't answer or look at Jacob. Jacob moved next to Jack and made Jack look at him. He looked Jack straight in the eye, and saw something he never thought he'd see in Jack O'Neill's eyes, pure emotion; no walls, no barriers, nothing but the pain and anguish and love and all of the other emotions running through Jack.

"He raped her" Jack's words were nothing more then a whisper, and with tears falling down his cheeks he dropped his head again.

TBC…