Jack was busy mixing up pancake batter when the kitchen door opened up and Daniel walked in arms laden with eggs, milk and juice.

"Hey Danny-boy, thanks for pickin' those up for me. Can you leave the eggs and bread on the table and put the milk and OJ in the fridge?" Jack turned back to his task at hand, and just a few minutes later, there was a knock at the front door.

" Daniel, could you get that for me?" Daniel nodded and walked out of the kitchen. It was a couple of minutes passed and Daniel, walked back in the kitchen, with Jon following him. Jack stood there glaring at his teenaged self.

"What are you doing here Jon?" Giving him the meanest look he possessed. What he didn't realize was that the glare was completely negated by the frilly apron he was wearing. The three men heard the Charlie's shill cry through the baby monitor informing all that he was now awake, and Daniel seized the opportunity to exit the hostile situation between Jack and Jon by graciously offering to go and take care of his god-nephew.

"Well, I'm witnessing a black ops general wearing an apron befitting an episode of 'I love Lucy'." Jon was doing his best to contain the chuckle making it's way up his throat. Jack looked down at his waist and back at Jon, and chuckled before turning back to his batter.

"You never answered my question. What are you doing here?" Jon walked over to the fridge and pulled out the eggs, milk, and cheese. After he set the ingredients on the counter next to the stove, he turned to Jack.

"I came to talk to you and Ali." Jack flipped the pancake he was cooking, then turned to look Jon in the eyes.

"I don't know if she'll want to talk to you. Last night she barged into our room and threw the family photo album on me and called me a liar and insisted that you were my estranged son; and she was disgusted that she had, what did she call it… oh yes. Sucked face, with her step cousin." Jack deadpanned at Jon, and all the young man did was roll his eyes. "So we explained what happened and who you really are. Then she was really sick to her stomach." Jack smirked. Jon braced his hands on the counter and closed his eyes.

"That's what you get for trying to get into Ali's pants. What we're you thinking Jon? That she would be your Carter substitute? If you couldn't have the real thing you'd go for the next best and hope we wouldn't figure it out? Ali has been through too much shit in the past two months to have her heart broken by someone who can't get over her aunt!" Jon just shook his head.

"Jack, I didn't even know she was related to Carter until yesterday!" Jon took a deep breath. "Ali refused to talk about her family except to say that her parents were dead and she was living with her sister and brother at aunt and uncle's house. And I wasn't looking for a Carter substitute; in fact I gave up Carter the moment I decided to go through high school again. And for the record, I wasn't trying to get into Ali's pants. I like her. She doesn't behave like the rest of the female population of that school. I'm actually able to have an intelligent conversation with her; one that doesn't consist of Twilight, Cosmo, or who cheated on Jenny Litkey last week. It's very refreshing." Jon sighed deeply and turned back to look Jack in the eye. "I never wanted to hurt her. Yes, if I could have gotten away with never telling her what happened to me, I would have. But that doesn't mean I don't care about her. She's an amazing young woman, with a bright future ahead of her. Jack, I… I don't want to lose her. Even if it means only being her friend. I don't care." Jon turned back to the eggs he was preparing, and Jack flipped his pancake. Both men stood in silent contemplation for a few moments, neither being used to discussing their emotions so openly.

"Jon, I believe you. As much as I don't like it… I'll stand back and let Ali make her own decisions, but if you break her heart-"

"Yea, I know, you'll break my legs." Jack chuckled.

"Nope, I'll let Teal'c go after you. He loves that girl like she was his own daughter. Big guy is completely wrapped around Alison and Jenna's fingers." Jon laughed at the idea, though he was always really good with Cassie, so it made sense.

"Man those kids have more protection then they know what to do with." Jon chuckled as Daniel walked in with Charlie in his arms.

"Well I see you two haven't killed each other yet." And he walked to the fridge to get out a bottle for Charlie.

"Yea, I figured I'd give the old man a break. He's had a hard couple of days." Jon smiled at his old friend, holding the baby like a pro. "Who's the little guy?"

"Oh, this is Charlie." Daniel walked over to Jon's side so he could see the little one in his arms. Jon swallowed past the lump that immediately formed in his throat.

"Charlie? You guys named him Charlie?" He turned to Jack, moisture pooling in his lower lids.

"Not me and Sam, Kathrine and Mark already had it picked out." Jack informed him quietly.

"Oh." The kitchen was quiet for a brief time, only Charlie cooing happily and drinking from his bottle.

"So Jon, how is high school again?" Daniel asked after walking over to his side and leaning against the counter.

"Frightening. The first three days almost every girl in the school propositioned me. I never knew girls that age are so sexually active. It was disturbing." Jon chuckled. "That and I had to get used to adults treating me like a child. More than once I was sent to the office by calling one of my teachers by their first names." Jack laughed at that.

"I guess some things never change. Do they?"

"Nope."