Hey! Once again sorry for the delay, time is something that seems to disappear now and then,

Enjoy!

M.

Chapter 40

The next morning found them in the giant bed of the giant room their friends had rented for them. They got a text message from Cassie warning them not to show up at the house until it was at least 10:30 AM mentioning that she and Daniel had everything under control.

Jack laughed at it and kissed Sam's neck as she stirred and stretched as much as she could. Her stomach growled.

"I guess it is time for breakfast," Jack laughed since, despite all the years together, she still blushed out of embarrassment when the growling happened. He raised the covers and looked at her naked self then at himself. "Nope, not risking you getting around like this…" he wriggled his eyebrows and stood up.

"Huh?" She left out confused.

"Oh, last year it came up that someone was filming what happened on this big rooms in hotels just in case. So nope, I'm not risking it. And trust me, no one wants to make my naked body viral. Yours.. that will be another thing." He shook his body, and she laughed at his childlike silliness.

"So, how I'm I supposed to get to the bathroom then?" she asked loudly since he disappeared somewhere in the room. A few moments later he joined her with the menu and two robes.

"With this," he grinned giving her one. "Go, I'll find something to feed you while you are at it." With the knowledge of what she was and wasn't able to eat, Jack ordered them breakfast and took the time to write Cassie asking about Naysa and her. He pressed sent the moment Sam stepped back into the room.

"Watcha doing?" She asked squinting at him, and at his recognizable guilty face.

"I… uh… ordered our breakfast?"

"And?" She asked sitting in front of him with a stern look. He sighed.

"It's impossible to keep anything from you…" he muttered

"Only when you look that guilty, I mean, you kept the whole I had your ring since year four for yourself for quite a while." She grinned, and his cell phone vibrated behind him, she raised an eyebrow.

"Ok, okay, I give up… Geez, thank goodness you weren't special forces… I texted Cassie to know how they are doing?" Sam's eyes welled up with tears, and she threw herself at him with such force that she send him backward.

"Whoa!" He puffed trying to get back the breath she knocked out of him, then he felt a warm drop falling on his chest. And truly, there were just a handful of times that she had let them fall and he was intrigued of what had caused it. "Sam?" he asked softly, caressing her back as her lithe body trembled. "Honey? Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?" she shook her head no and tried to bury her head even deeper in his chest. The bell sounded, and he imagined it was their breakfast. "Sam, I'm going to move and get our meals, and then I'm going to return here, and you are going to explain me why are you crying, sounds good?" she shook her head softly, and he moved.

When he returned strolling with the tray in front of him, she was already sitting. And biting her lower lip nervously. Jack plopped himself in front of her and waited. She sighed.

"IT's nothing wrong…" she trailed.

"Then, tell me, and we can eat." Sam nodded.

"It's just… An avalanche of memories came to me, you know? First of us getting married and then when we decided to get kids. And my mess, and I thought that at some point we accepted we wouldn't have kids and you said it was for the best since you didn't want to screw things again. And now, you texted Cassie to know how Naysa is… And two years ago, I would've had done anything to know you would be able to care for a child as much as you care for Cassie, but not for any child but ours." She sniffled, and he caressed her cheek before placing a soft kiss on her lip.

"You are something else, you know? Just for clarifications, I accepted I wasn't going to have a kid with you because you accepted it. Yes, it wouldn't make a difference in the way I love you if we didn't. But now, I mean, not only you returned to me, you brought me a daughter, you fulfilled my only dream from the past months and then some. Samantha, I love you, and I love Naysa, not only because she is my daughter, but even more because she's yours." Once again she threw herself to his neck and this time when he was lying flat, and she was on top of him. He threw the covers over them, and she chuckled as her hands found the knot of his robe, and he found hers.

It was almost 12 PM, and they had left the room a bit over half an hour ago. Traffic was making for them nearly impossible to move from point A to B without killing someone in the middle. Jack groaned and complained all the way home, and once they reached it, they were exhausted.

Sam opened the front door and moved to give Jack room to enter, she threw the keys in the bowl, and he lowered their overnight bags on the closet. Not that they had used much more than their toothbrushes out of it.

"Honey, I'm home!" Jack left out as he always did just to annoy her and Sam shook her head.

"I'm right here, Jack." She rolled her eyes, but his calling had resulted in Cassie coming out of the kitchen

"Hey! You are back! We thought you decided to go somewhere, we were about to have lunch, come …" the girl quickly walked back to the kitchen, and her eyes widened in shock, and she stopped walking. They saw her stopping abruptly and frowned.

"Cassie? What's wrong?"

"Oh shit, Oh lord."

"Cassie?" they walked faster towards her. She turned around a worried look on her face, and they understood it the moment they reached the kitchen. Naysa was kneeling on her chair and face covered with what looked like peanut butter and jelly. And bread crusts littered the table in front of her.

"Oh Lord." Sam moved quickly, and soon the three adults were cramped in the bathroom waiting for Naysa to threw up as she always did, but nothing happened.

"I'm sorry," Cassie cried as they waited. "I had her vegetables and fruits for her, and I was making me a sandwich, I was on the other point of the table, she was away from it, and when you guys entered I thought… or rather I didn't think…" she sobbed.

"Cassie," Jack called, and she stiffened. He placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her around to look at her in the eyes. "You didn't do it on purpose, Cass. Things like this are bound to happen, it happened to Sam, to me… And it certainly will be repeating. She's a kid, and she will try things that not always will be good. But it's no one's fault." Cassie threw herself at Jack's neck and sobbed.

"Cass?" Sam called, a confused frown on her face. "What kind of bread was that? She's not reacting poorly to it…"

"Ah, it's whole meal, the only kind I …"

"Can eat! Of course, Janet gave it to you because of your special dietary conditions!"

"Yeah," she sighed blushing.

"Cass, you might have found the only bread we might be able to eat!" Sam added and kissed the girls cheek happily. Naysa looked at the adults wondering how long it would be before they let her out to play. "Naysa, how are you feeling? Does your tummy hurt?" she asked rubbing the kid's belly.

"No hurt," Naysa said shaking her head and pouting.

"Want to go outside and play?" She shook her head eagerly.

"Okay, let's go."

They went out and were playing with Naysa until the sun was starting to set and shower time arrived. Surprisingly no side effect of her sandwich had occurred not to her or Sam who had taken one of herself earlier.

"I bathe her, and you cook?" Sam asked with a hopeful grin.

"What? You don't want to eat chicken?" He laughed.

"I have no issues with chicken, but I'm pretty sure Cass will like something else than my almost hospital like food."

They had dinner, and afterward, they jumped on Jack's truck and took Cassie to the airport. And as they were returning home, the darkness taking over the sun rays. Sam rested her head on Jack's shoulders after whispering. "I love you, Jack." And drifting to a light sleep.