They had opted out of any sort of trip or vacation – Jack hoping to spend most of the time in the bedroom anyway, Sam too afraid to put herself in the position of a fancy hotel room and the expectations that came with it. In the end, it was a good decision; the new-found lovers spent their six days in peace, learning each others' ins and outs.

The awkwardness stuck around far longer than it had with any of Jack's other lovers, though mostly because he was scared to death of hurting her again – doing the wrong thing, saying the wrong thing. He'd found out the hard way, for instance, that dirty talk just wasn't going to happen; anything he said about her body in anything other than the most worshiping way made her stomach contract and her face tighten uncomfortably. He was gonna need a really good dictionary. But he'd get one, and he'd learn (even if it hurt his soul a little to utter the words, "oh, my darling, your glistening alabaster bosoms are as beautiful as the snowy mountain peaks in the distance"), and they'd get over it.

"Whatcha thinkin' about?" Warm, slender arms wrapped around him from behind as his still astonishingly beautiful new wife pressed up against his back.

"Dictionaries."

She froze in confusion. "Uh..."

"Don't worry about it." Turning in her arms, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and really wished there was time for more. "Hey, I have a question for you. A weird question."

"Yeah?" A knock rattled sharply on the front door, but she ignored it and tilted her head. "Shoot."

"You and Hansen – were you sleeping together?"

She blinked. "That is a weird question. You mean, while we were both at the SGC? You mean on that planet?"

"No. I mean at all. Ever." It seemed the nicest way to ask about the one thing that was seriously bothering him – exactly how much of her innocence Lewen had taken away.

She furrowed her brows at him and broke away to head to the door. "He was my fiancé. Of course we were," she answered, and the levity didn't seem faked. "Then."

"Good."

That stopped her dead halfway down the hall. "Good?"

"I just meant.... Nothing. Answer the door." He couldn't explain exactly why that made him feel so much better – something to do with innocent schoolgirl fantasies and white dresses and puppies, he supposed – but it did. She'd been a normal person before, with a normal sex life, and they could find that again.

Sam swung the door open, admitting the whole gang – Daniel, Teal'c, Janet, Cassie, and a not-so-tiny-anymore infant that immediately garnered one hundred percent of Sam's attention. "Hello, my beautiful little girl!" she exclaimed, grinning wide as the baby's face lit up at the sight of her mother and she reached her pudgy little arms toward her. Sam eagerly scooped her away from the teenager who held her. "I have missed you so much!"

"Hey, guys," Jack greeted as his wife retreated from the door with the baby, the rest of them all but forgotten. "Come on in."

"We brought dinner," Daniel offered. "Didn't figure you'd done much cooking this week."

Dark eyebrows waggled suggestively. "More than you'd think."

The archaeologist promptly handed the massive bag of takeout to Teal'c. "I may never step foot in that kitchen again."

"Me, neither," Cassie agreed as Jack and Janet started to laugh. Sam didn't even notice, babbling incoherently to the baby while the baby – in her newest trick – babbled back.

"We brought a movie, too," Daniel called as Jack broke away from the crowd to tenderly kiss first Aimee, then Sam. "If you want us to go away, we will, but we figured it might be good for Jack to get some real human interaction time before he has to go back to the base on Monday."

"What's that supposed to mean, exactly?" Jack shot back.

"Only that your preferred form of conversation lately seems to be screaming at your underlings."

Sam chuckled. "A movie sounds great."

"Besides, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c spoke up, carefully eying the interaction between his newly married friends, "I do believe O'Neill's attitude has shifted."

"What makes you say that?" Cassie, always the innocent, asked.

"I suspect that the problem which caused his behavior has been solved."

Janet understood immediately, smiled, and hushed her daughter when she opened her mouth to speak again.

"Not entirely," Jack answered, earning a sharp cry of indignation and embarrassment from Sam, and he wrapped his arms firmly around her and his daughter with a grin, "but close enough. And we're working on it. Actively."

Teal'c merely nodded, Janet snorted with laughter, and Daniel turned bright red as he headed for the TV. "So... movie..."

"Yes," Jack pressed. "Movie. Teal'c, dish out the food! And do I smell... cake?"