Pete stood in on the door step, expecting to see Sam or Marks parents at the other side of the door. Instead, Sams commanding officer, Jack O'Neill was now standing in front of him, with a stunned expression.
"Jack, who is it?" Pete heard Sam ask. 'Jack? Since when does she call him Jack? It's always been sir or General." General O'Neill never took his eyes off of Pete.
"It's detective Shanahan." Jack simply stated. Pete could here Sam walking towards the door. Pete was taken aback by her beauty once again, but his attention was quickly directed to the baby that was snuggled contently in her arms.
"Pete?" Sams shock was evident in her voice. "What are you doing here?" Sam asked gently.
"I came to offer my condolences to Tabatha and Jerome, I figured they would be here." Pete said softly. The Generals eyes didn't move from Sams face as they were talking, and Pete noticed that Sam was wearing a strange kind of ring on her finger. Denver PD didn't make him a detective for his looks, and Pete quickly put two and two together.
"I guess I should be offering my congratulations as well. When did the two of you get engaged?" Pete asked with no sign of hostility in his voice. Sam blushed and the General looked at Shanahan with surprise. Jack almost felt bad for the cop when he saw the look of pain pass over the younger mans eyes.
"Just a few days ago." The general replied. "Would you like to come in for some coffee?" Pete shook his head.
"No Thank you, I have to go and finish up some things before the funeral tomorrow." Sam handed Charles to Jack and stepped forward to give Pete a hug.
"It was good seeing you Pete, I'll see you tomorrow." Pete gently wrapped his arms around Sam's waist. After a moment he cleared his throat and pulled away from her, feeling his heart break all over again.
"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow." With that Pete walked back to his car and Sam back into the house and into the one-armed hug waiting for her from her fiancé. Jack shut the door and placed his arm back around Sams waist.