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She was lying on her bed, listening the silence around her. Turning her head slightly to see the clock on the night stand, she sighed softly and turned back to stare out into the darkness of the night from the window.

Everything had changed in her life in such a short time. Her hand came to rest on her still flat belly, almost as if she was needing to feel the new life that was growing inside of her.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn´t hear him opening the front door and sneaking inside quietly. He moved in the darkness quietly, not wanting to wake her up if she was sleeping.

He slipped under the sheets carefully, snuggling close against her back, face buried into her neck, inhaling deeply her scent. She smiled softly as she rolled around to her other side to face him.

"You should be sleeping." He told her, his arms tightening around her waist.

"Too much to think about."

He frowned quietly, the look on his face concerned. "Not work I hope."

She shook her head slightly. "No, not work."

"What´s wrong, then?"

She pushed herself up to sit, letting the sheet to fall on her lap. He sat up too, frowning quietly at the look on her face. "What´s wrong?"

The pale rays of the full moon were creating shadows on the opposite wall. The sounds of the sirens were heard in the distance. She had left the window slightly open for the cool night air to sneak in, making the curtains flutter slightly.

Her hand rested on her stomach again, fingers moving against the thin fabric of her top. She wanted to ask about him if he wanted a baby. But somewhere deep inside of her, a small part of her was afraid that he would say no.

"I´m pregnant." She said instead, finally looking up to his face.

The shocked look on his face lasted only a split second but it was enough for her to see and her heart sank. "I´m sorry." The whisper left her lips before she could think.

"About what?" He asked softly, his hands moving to cup her cheeks.

She blinked rapidly, surprised and angry at the tears that burned in her eyes, threatening to fall. Emotions washed over her with such a force that she inhaled deeply to stay calm.

"About what, Sam? What you are sorry about?" His thumbs stroked the silky skin of her face, the look in his dark eyes unreadable.

"I don´t know." She whispered truthfully. She wasn´t sorry for being pregnant.

"A baby, huh?" His voice was low, filled with emotions.

She fought hard against the tears and lost the battle as the first of many escaped from her closed eye lid and rolled down on her face. He used his thumb to wipe the tear away before pressing his lips softly against hers

"I just found out. Janet needs to make a few more tests." She said when they pulled apart.

"Like to find out that I´m the father." He said softly, the look on his eyes now more softer, almost teasing.

"It happened when we were captured." Her voice was still a whisper.

"I know."

It took her a few moments to understand what he had said. "You know?"

"I remember."

She pulled back from him. "And you never told me?" Her words were accusing, and more tears fell free. She wiped them away angrily; mad at herself, mad at him. "You knew all this time and never mentioned anything."

More accusations, more angry words, but she never raised her voice. Her arm was wrapped around her abdomen, an unconscious gesture from her, he noticed.

"Sam." He finally made an attempt to interrupt her.

"You knew and didn´t tell me. Bastard." She whispered the last word out, closing her eyes as the tiredness washed over her.

"I didn´t remember." He said softly, reaching to her and sighed softly when she didn´t pull away. "Not until a few hours ago."

"Oh."

He smiled a little. "I talked with Janet, she helped me to remember, and not so subtly if I may add."

"She told you about the baby?"

"No." He shook her head.

"I´m not going to give up this baby, Jack."

"I would never ask you to do that, Sam. Never. You know that."

"But you haven´t said anything."

"I admit that I was a little surprised when you told me. But, Sam, I want nothing more than have a baby with you."

She leaned against him resting her head on his shoulder, her arms sneaking around his waist as he pulled her more closer. A soft sigh escaped from her lips and she felt his arms tightening around her. "I was afraid that you wouldn´t want another child." She admitted quietly.

"Why would you think that?"

"I know what you had to go through with Charlie, and I..."

He pulled away a little, interrupting her gently. "I will love and miss Charlie everyday of my life. But no longer am I blaming myself for what happened, even though I´ll never forget."

She lifted her hand to touch his face, fingers caressing the unshaven skin. "I know. He´ll always be here." She moved her hand to touch his chest, feeling his heart beating under her palm. "And he will always be here too." Her hand came to rest above her own heart. "And this little child will know what a great kid her older brother was."

He leaned closer to kiss her. "Um, her?" He asked just before their lips touched.

She grinned. "I have a feeling."

"Uh-huh." He didn´t sound that convinced. "What if it is a boy?"

"Well, if he´s anything like his daddy..."

A smug grin crept onto his lips before she wrapped her hand around his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

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