"How are you feeling, Jack?" Jonas asks with that goofy smile that only he can pull off.

"Better," he says, and that's honest. He feels a whole lot better than when he was being tortured.

"I thought I could stay with him tonight, if you are okay with it, Sam," Jonas says. He really wants her to say yes, but he doesn't really think that she is going to. Her husband has been tortured, and as badly as she needs sleep, they both probably need to be together worst.

"Thank you," she says gratefully. When she says his surprise and adds, "I have been banned from spending the night here because I'm having a baby."

Jonas's eyebrows go up, and his already wide grin goes even bigger, "You guys are? Well congratulations! That's just the most amazing news I've ever heard!"

She smiles, and places a light kiss on her husband's forehead before she slips out of the room. Before going home, she swings by the gate room to put a call in to the Tok'ra. It's time that she started telling people about this baby. Her father isn't there, he must spend just about all of his life on those crazy missions from what she can tell. So she leaves a message, "Tell him to contact Earth when he has time. There is no hurry, and no bad news," she informs the Tok'ra on the other line.

Then she heads home for the best night of sleep she has gotten since her husband went missing.

-0-

The Next day

When she asks how Jack's night was, she knows that both of them are lying when they say "good". It's not like nightmares and bad sleep come as a surprise after what he has been through, though. He seems well enough. He's shaky from the withdrawal, but he doesn't look to bad.

"I brought you good stuff for breakfast," she says, holding up a box of fruit loops.

"Nauseous," he says, turning away.

"Me, too," she says, pulling crackers out of her purse and offering him some. He takes some gratefully, and chomps on them.

"Are you okay enough to give your parents a call about the good news?" she asks, earning a huge grin from him. She takes out her phone, and puts it on speaker. "Mrs. O'Neill?" she asks when she picks up.

"I've told you, honey, call me 'mom'," comes the reply.

"Right, sorry, mom," she forms the world lovingly, thinking about how soon she is going to hear that from the mouth of her own baby. Jack smiles at her, reading her thoughts.

"How is everything going, dear?" the older woman asks with no small amount of concern at the nervousness she heard in Sam's voice when she first picked up the phone.

"Yes, better than all right, we're having a baby," Jack breaks in.

"What? Really?" Mrs. O'Neill is delighted by this fact, but also a little bit confused. Last she heard, they weren't planning on having any kids. She doesn't know about the half year of hoping and waiting that came before this announcement.

"We, ah… decided we wanted kids a while ago, and we didn't want to tell you until we had good news," Sam says. Part of what went into that decision was the fact that they didn't want to explain about the kidnapping that lead to her decision to have kids. Sam can't help but hope they don't ask for the logic behind her decision right now.

"Well, congratulations, honey! When are you due?"

"We've got about seven months left," Sam says, placing a hand on her stomach.

"Oh, honey, this is so exciting. Will you guys hate it if I come visit you before too long?" she asks timidly. Maybe she should save up all her visits for after the kid arrives. She doesn't want them to get sick of her, now that there is even more at stake.

"Well, work is going to be pretty busy for the next couple of weeks," Jack says, hoping that his mother isn't going to figure out that 'too busy' is a code word for really, really sick, "We'd be happy to see you after that, though, Mom."

Jack grabs Sam's hand as the conversation with his mother continues. After that phone call ends, they put in a call to her brother.

-0-

"Mom, is Sam going to be on-world for chess this week?" Cassie asks casually as she sets the table Thursday night.

"I don't think so," Janet says. It's a lie, but she'll tell Sam not to come. It's maybe not very fair to her daughter, but she really doesn't want to see her.

Cassie looks at her mom's face in concern, "Is something wrong with Sam?"

"No," Janet says, turning back to the dinner that is so close to being done that it doesn't really require her attention.

"Is there something wrong with Jack?" Cassie asks with equal concern.

"No, love, they are fine," Janet says, working hard to force fake cheer into her voice.

"Something is going on. Are the two of you in a fight or something?" Cassie asks.

Janet sighs, "I shouldn't let that affect you. I'll leave for a couple of hours, and you can see Sam. Jack is in the infirmary, so he won't be able to make it, but he's fine."

"What did she do?" Cassie asks.

"It's not important."

"Sure it is, maybe I need to be mad at her too."

Janet smiles at her daughter's defiance. "She's pregnant, and she went on a very dangerous mission without telling me about the kid."

Cassie blinks in surprise, that really doesn't sound like the Sam she knows. "Is the kid okay?"

"Yes, luckily."

"Why would she do that?"

"Well, Jack was in a lot of danger. She was rescuing him."

Ah, now that makes a whole lot more sense. "Well, you can't blame her for that. You do crazy stuff like that for your family."

Janet sighs, and nods her head. She's going to have to forgive the woman before too long, she just isn't very excited about the prospect.

"I'm going to have a cousin," Cassie says with a wide grin.

-0-

One week later

"Hey, kiddo!" Jacob says as he enters the infirmary. He came to the infirmary for the patented 'welcome to earth' probing, and didn't expect to see his daughter sitting next to the bed of her husband.

"Dad," she says, standing up with excitement to hug him.

"Jack okay? I heard that you got him back. I assume that was the good news that you hinted about in your message."

"He is doing just fine, but actually that was only half of my good news."

"Really?" Jacob says, pulling away from the hug and giving a pat on the shoulder of his son-in-law.

"You're going to be a grandpa again," she says.

Jacob grins, "Oh, good for you, good for the both of you," he says, offering another round of hugs.