Thanks for staying with me guys, your support means a lot, this is what I have typed over so far. More to come I promise! Hopefully the next chapter should be up soon.
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Sam quietly walked into her son's room four hours later, and saw that he was awake but looked ready to drop off at any second. She smiled sweetly at him when he looked at her.
"Hey baby, you feeling any better now?" Sam asked as she walked over to her son's bed.
"Little bit mummy," he replied sleepily.
"Guess who's going to be staying with you today while mummy's at work," she said as she sat down next to him and ran her fingers through his soft hair.
"Grandpa?" he replied.
"Yup, but who else?"
"Daddy?" his voice full of hope.
"You betcha," she smiled.
"Daddy be with Jake all day?" he asked, sitting up in all the excitement.
"All day baby," she smiled at his excitement, he was such a happy little boy, and she knew that Jack had had an effect on him already.
There was a loud knock on the door which stopped Jake from replying. Sam gathered her son up in her arms carefully and wrapped his blanket around him before walking down the stairs. She watched as her father opened the door and let Jack in.
Jack smiled at the sight before him. Walking down the stairs towards him was his son, who looked like he had just woken up, and the mother of his child. She too looked as though she had just woken up, but was fully dressed and ready to walk out the door.
"Daddy!" Jake cried.
"Hey there squirt, you feeling any better?" he asked as he took his son into his arms.
"Sleepy daddy," he replied as he lay his head on his fathers shoulder.
"You wanna go back to sleep?" Jake nodded in reply.
"Okay baby, mummy will see you later, you be good," Sam soothed.
"Bye mummy, love you," he said as his eyes closed.
"Love you too baby. Right ok, dad knows where everything is so you don't need to worry about that. He can show you," she said as she led him into the living room.
"I'm sure we'll be fine Sam, he's probably going to sleep most of the day anyway."
"You'll need to wake him up every so often and make him drink something or he-"
"He'll get dehydrated. I know. I've done this before; I know what I'm doin. We'll be fine," Jack reassured her.
"I know… I get worried about leaving him…" she walked over to the sofa and picked up her bag. She looked at it thoughtfully and started fighting with herself internally.
Walking back over to where Jack stood, she looked at him properly. He was holding their son in his arms and he looked at home. There was no denying he loved the little boy. Taking her phone out of her bag, she made up her mind.
"I should give you my number jus in case you need to get in contact with me…"
"You don't have to…"
"Just in case," she repeated.
After giving Jack her number she said goodbye to the two men in her house and placed a soft kiss on her son's head. She took her keys out of her bag and walked out of the house and to her car.
As she drove to the mountain she contemplated her decision about Jack. She knew he deserved to now his son and spend as much time with him as he could. She knew her son deserved to know his dad, he needed a father figure around for most of his life. But she couldn't help but worry. Was she doing the right thing?
Upon entering the compound she used to call home, she ran into Daniel almost straight away. She smiled sincerely at him as he walked towards her.
"Hey Sam, you look exhausted, are you okay?" he asked, concern filling his voice.
"Yeah I'm fine, Jake was up most of the night being sick, but he'll be fine," she replied as they walked down one of the many corridors.
"Who's looking after him? Your dad?"
"Yeah dad's there… so is the Colonel…"
Daniel stopped dead in his tracks. Had he heard her right?
"Jack's looking after him? Sam, is that such a good idea?" he asked worried.
"Jake has every right to know his father. I'm doing this for him, no one else," she replied.
"Yeah, but Sam, that's a huge step to take so quickly."
"My dad's there, it's fine," she argued.
"If you're sure," Daniel replied softly as he started walking again, leaving Sam to ponder her own thought, her mouth open slightly.
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Jack gently laid Jake down on the sofa and covered him with his blanket. As he looked at his sleeping son, he couldn't help but notice how much he looked like Charlie. He supposed it was because he was father to both children and Sam and Sarah looked similar with their blonde hair and blue eyes.
Jacob watched Jack as he looked at his son, he knew the man was finding similarities with him. He had seen a picture of Charlie to know that Jake looked a lot like him. He knew what happened to Charlie all those years ago, and he could see it in Jack's eyes that he wouldn't be making that same mistake again. This was his second chance, and Jacob knew he wouldn't give it up without a fight.
Walking over to the TV, Jacob put it on. He picked up the remote controls and made his way over to the nearest chair. He flicked through the channels and left it when he got to the news. Since he wasn't on Earth as often as he wanted to be, he was behind on what was happening in his own world. Watching the news and reading the paper was one of the first things he wanted to do every time he managed to get back home, but since the arrival of his grandson, everything was left until he got to see the little boy.
Jacob knew he should want to kill Jack at every opportunity he got, but the fact was, if it wasn't for Jack, Jake wouldn't be there. And while he didn't like the way in which Jake was brought into the world, he could only hate Jack so much. He knew the man would never hurt his daughter on purpose, he was too good for that. Jacob liked Jack from day one, even though he would never admit it. He secretly wished that he and his daughter would be together one day, but he knew that would be a long way off now.
He had been overjoyed when Sam had told him she was pregnant. He knew she had wanted a family, she had since she was a little girl. It took a few moments for everything to settle in his mind. His daughter was pregnant? He didn't even know she was seeing anyone. That was when he started to get curious. So he had asked who the father was. He got the shock of his life when he found out it was on Colonel Jack O'Neill.
He had been furious with her. He thought she has thrown away her career. He had told her what he thought about what she had done, but took it all back when he found out what had happened. She had been incredibly brave to tell him all that she did. When she was finished, Jacob had wanted to hunt Jack down then and there, but had refrained when Sam told him he had been drugged and had no idea about any of it.
It had taken a lot of effort not to say or do anything the next time he saw Jack. He wanted to blast him with Teal'c's staff weapon when he appeared so chirpy. He knew Jack was confused, annoyed and angry about Sam leaving so abruptly without saying anything. He also knew that Jack cared about his daughter, he had heard about the za'tarc incident. He had seen the looks they shared and the stolen touches when they thought no one was looking. Looking back at everything, he doubted they even knew they were doing it.
Jacob sighed; he knew this was going to be a long day. He could see Jack still watching his son sleep, and he couldn't think of anything to say to the man.
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"Grandpa?" Jake said a few hours later.
"Yeah sport?" Jacob asked after picking up the sound of Jake's voice.
"Thirsty. Jake get drink?" he asked as he sat up on the sofa, looking around as he did.
"Sure thing kiddo. Which flavour would you like?" he asked as he stood up and started making his way to the kitchen.
"Blackcurrant please," he replied.
Jake was handed the plastic cup filled with juice moments later and started to drink eagerly from it.
"Woah slow down kiddo, you'll make yourself sick again," Jacob said, trying to convince the small boy to drink slowly.
"Where daddy?" the child asked innocently.
"He's away to get you something."
"A present?" Jake asked, his voice going squeaky with excitement.
"Yup, all for you. Your dad's gonna have you spoiled little man!"
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It was some 30 minutes later when Jack re-entered the house, only to have his son run into his legs, nearly knocking him over.
"You is back daddy," he chimed.
"I certainly am squirt. You feeling better?" he asked as he gathered the boy into his arms.
"Uh-huh. You get Jake present?" he asked, his voice full of wonder and innocence.
"Nothing gets by you, does it?" Jack laughed.
"Nope," he smiled.
"Come on then, let's get this set up," Jack said as he started walking into the living room.
