"If you don't back off I am going to throw you through the damn Gate myself," Sam practically cried at her father. She didn't care that she was standing in the center of Eleftheria's Control Room. She didn't care that everyone was staring at her and that all work had stopped. Ever since her father had threatened Jack he had essentially stationed himself as a third bodyguard. She had begrudgingly bit her tongue the first day – it was likely a shock to learn about everything after all. Yesterday she had hidden away in her office and her lab, trying to get away from him. Today, today she wasn't having anymore of it. She couldn't have coffee and she had an appointment with Dr. Suh in less than an hour. She wasn't going to put up her overbearing father anymore.

"Sammie –"

"DON'T you Sammie me," Sam offered as she stalked towards him. "I have had enough of you acting like a petulant child and I won't have it, do you hear me? I have read the proposal you and Ma'lok gave me. I have forwarded it on to General Hammond and the President with my recommendations. You no longer have business on my outpost!"

"Sam –"

"Leave my outpost 'Sir', before I have you thrown out." Without another word Sam turned on her heel in true Air Force fashion and stormed out of the Control Room. She made her way to her lab and quickly locked the door behind her. She did not want to deal with her father if he was stupid enough to follow her.

"You okay?"

Sam jumped at the sudden question and looked up to find Jack sitting on 'his' stool at her work station. "Don't startle me like that!"

With a soft chuckle Jack moved off of his stool and made his way over to her. He gently cupped her cheek and smiled softly at her. "Hiding from Dad?"

"Trying not to kill him is more like it. He's been following me around for days. I finally snapped," Sam offered with a sheepish smile.

Jack ran his thumb across her cheek in a gentle caress before he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "You still want to do this today," he asked gently about the appointment. "We could reschedule?"

"No," Sam sighed. "We won't be able to reschedule at the drop of a hat. Teal'c should be coming from Dakara tonight or tomorrow morning and Daniel will be here in just a few hours. I'd rather do this now before everything changes."

"Sure, you betcha."

"Hi Jo," Sam smiled gently. "This is Colonel O'Neill. Don't mind him; he has a thing about needles." Sam shot Jack a teasing smile before she looked back to Jo.

"Hey Doc," Jack grumbled. Jo smiled brightly at Jack with a glint in her eye that reminded him of Janet. He suddenly had the feeling that Sam and Jo got along well and that he might have been the topic of a conversation once or twice.

Sam tried not to giggle as Jack glared at her. She knew that look of suspicion. "Well," Jo interrupted. "Let's see how everything's going. Why don't you get on the bed Ma'am?" With a slight shake of her head Sam took off her jacket, which Jack took from her, and unzipped her skirt before laying down on the bed. Jo already had the curtains drawn around the bed and the ultrasound machine set up which calmed Sam's nerves a bit. She wasn't exactly ready for the entire outpost to know about the pregnancy or the special dispensation. People were already whispering about the diamond ring that had suddenly appeared on her hand after her last leave …

"Alright," Jo began. "Janet's files said she performed an ultrasound two weeks ago," she asked as she gently pulled down the top of Sam's skirt and lifted the hem of her shirt, exposing her very flat stomach.

"Yes," Sam offered gently. "She thought I was about four weeks along at the time."

"The evacuation took place just about a month before you fainted at the SGC. I'm assuming the timeline sounds right to you?"

"Yes."

"Well, considering you hadn't been home for two months prior to that I have to agree with Janet," Jo offered as she grabbed the gel. "This will be cold." Sam shifted a little at the cold gel but Jo continued. "If you were three months along that would be a very different ultrasound then the photo you showed me. So, let's see how you look at six weeks." Jo took the wand and ran it over Sam's belly. She worked for a few moments in silence. Jack took Sam's hand in his own and she smiled up at him while she waited for Jo to turn the monitor towards them.

"Hu," Jo mumbled. "That's interesting."

Sam's head jerked back to Jo in concern. "What's interesting?" Jo continued to work the machine and Sam squeezed Jack's hand. "Jo, this is my first pregnancy. You can't say things like that and then not explain."

"Sorry Ma'am," Jo offered sheepishly as she looked back to Sam. She turned the monitor towards them with a smile she was clearly having trouble suppressing. "See this here," she asked pointing at a speck. "That's your baby. And that," she said pointing at a suspiciously similar speck. "Is your other baby. You're carrying twins Ma'am."