Yay! I finally wrote the next chapter to this story, sorry for the long wait.
Chapter 19 - Small T-shirts
"Wait a minute, does that mean you still want to go out on a date Friday, or just get married with out having any dates?" Sam asked curiously.
"Uh, it doesn't matter, whatever you want to do," Jack answered her, his mind coming up blank with what she would want to do.
"No, Jack, tell me what you want to do, these things can't always be my decision."
"Yes, they can."
"No, they can't."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"For crying out loud!" Hope interrupted them, "You guys sound like Daniel and Dad fighting. I've got to say, that sounds a little weird."
"We're sorry honey, maybe we should tell everyone tomorrow and then figure out what we're going to do," Sam suggested.
"Yet again, you have an answer to everything," Jack proclaimed.
"Alright, let's get to bed," Hope said, "I don't know about you but all this help getting you together has exhausted me."
She kissed her parents goodnight and went up to her bedroom, for real this time, no spying to find out what they were going to say.
"So I guess I'll see you tomorrow," Sam said as she began to get up from the couch.
"Sam, wait," Jack got up and stood in-front of her, "Why don't you stay here tonight. Don't worry, I won't try any funny business," he added with a smirk when Sam raised her eyebrow skeptically at him.
She smiled, "Okay Jack, but no funny business. After all, we do have a daughter in the house," she said as she walked towards him bedroom, "But I do need to borrow a shirt for the night."
"Hmm, I wonder where my old small t-shirts are," he mumbled as he followed Sam.
Please review! Thanks to Bookworm37 for beta-reading this.