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shooting the breeze.
“Wha…what?” asked Jack.
“Thor can’t do anything right
now because I’m already pregnant,” said Sam reaching up to stroke his cheek.
“But, that letter?”
“I got it two days ago when I went
to Dr. Brightman for a checkup. She’d sent my test results to a specialist and
that’s what he came up with.” She sat up and covered her breasts with the
sheet. “I’d thought about what Thor had said. But, I couldn’t do anything right
then. I didn’t want Jenny to have to go through the Asgard beam.”
“Yeah, she hates that.”
“Yeah.” Jack sat up and, moving
around behind her, wrapped his arms around her. He felt Sam take a deep breath
before continuing. “So while you were getting things ready for the barbeque, I
contacted Thor to take him up on his offer. He ran some tests and said that
there was nothing he could do at this time.”
Tears started streaming down
Sam’s face as she leaned against Jack. “I was devastated. At that point I was
ready to kill someone…preferably Mayborne. But, once I’d calmed down, he
explained that the reason he couldn’t do anything was because I was already
pregnant…about 14 weeks apparently.”
Jack tightened his grip around
her. “But…”
“I talked to Dr. Brightman and
she said that although the tests said because of what I went through with
Jenny, I wouldn’t be able to have children again, it wasn’t conclusive.
Apparently, the doctor she sent the tests to didn’t even look at the results.
Just came up with that on his own. She said that it was possible I would have more children. She said
she’ll keep an eye on me and the baby the rest of my pregnancy.”
When he didn’t say anything for
several minutes, she turned her head to look at him and she realized he was crying.
She reached up and touched his face. “Jack?”
“If having this baby means
putting your life in jeopardy, then I don’t think…”
She silenced him with a finger
across his lips. “Jack…I’m fine. We’re fine. And in a little over five months,
Jenny is going to have a baby brother or sister to play with.”
“I just…”
“Shh, baby. Everything is going
to fine. I promise,” she said, pulling his head down to her for a tender kiss.
Jack had other ideas. With just
the slightest amount of pressure Sam parted her lips for his tongue to enter
and stroke hers. They broke apart only for Jack to remove her blue satin
camisole. Once the object was out of the way, their lips met with more passion
either thought possible. They quickly divested each other of their boxer shorts
before resuming their previous positions.
Sam leaned her head back to
allow Jack to kiss and nibble here and there. His hands slid from her shoulders
down to entwine their fingers together. He ran his lips from her neck back up
to her lips, capturing them in a thoroughly devastating kiss.
After several minutes of tasting
and teasing, Jack released her hands and trailed his fingers lightly up her
abdomen to her breasts. Cupping them, he lightly pinched her nipples, bringing
them to hard peaks. Her head fell against his shoulder as he explored her neck
and shoulders with his lips.
“Jack...” she moaned his name as
he slid one hand back down her abdomen and into her folds and finding her
already swollen clit. He began to stroke her with his thumb as he slid two
fingers deep insider her. She began to rock her hips in time with the thrusting
of his fingers.
“Come for me, Sam,” he whispered
in her ear. “Come for me, baby.”
She cried out his name in
ecstasy. Her body trembled uncontrollably as she came down from her orgasm.
Jack withdrew his fingers and slipped them between their lips as they kissed.
Sam moaned at the taste of herself on his fingers. He moved his hand back to
her breast as they continued to kiss.
He slid his hands around her
waist turned her around to face him. Putting one hand on his shoulder, she
grasped his rock hard cock and led him to her. She wrapped both arms and legs
around him, pulling him in deeper. Her breasts rubbed tantalizing against his
chest as she began to move slowly.
Their passion rose immensely as
he captured her lips again. Sam ran her fingers through Jack’s hair, holding
his lips to hers. He leaned her back and captured her nipple with his teeth,
nibbling gently before sucking the taut peak deep into his mouth.
Sam slid one hand down to where
they were joined and began to stroke her clit. Jack released her nipple and
gently swatted her hand out of the way.
“Mine,” he growled, causing her
to laugh. Her laughter turned to moans as he began stroking her clit with his
thumb and his mouth took its’ place once more on her breast.
Sam rocked faster, grinding
herself against his hand. “Jack!” she cried out her release as her body
trembled around him.
He rolled her and pulled her
legs high around his waist. He reached down between them and rubbed her clit in
time with his thrusts. Still sensitive from her earlier orgasms, Sam felt the
build up again.
“I love you, Sam,” he gasped
out, never breaking the speed or depth of his thrusts.
“Oh God! Jack! I love you too!”
she cried out as he pinched her clit, sending her over the edge again.
Jack cried out Sam’s name as he
too came…hard. White lights behind his eyes, spine tingling sensations…the
whole nine yards. He continued to move in and out of her body, slower now, but
he couldn’t seem to stop. He loved the feel of her body clenching around his
cock. When he finally came to a stop, he was in tears.
“Jack? What’s wrong?” asked Sam,
taking his head in her hands.
He shook his head, unable to speak
at first. He took a deep shuddering breath. “Nothing is wrong, baby. I’ve never
been so happy.” He braced himself on his elbows and clasped her head between
his hands. “I’ve got a beautiful wife…a beautiful daughter…and a child on the
way. What more could a man ask for?”
Her tears started falling when
he began to speak. He stroked the tears from her eyes with his thumbs. “I love
you Sam…with all my heart.”
The tears flowed freely as Jack
hardened once more and began to move within her. The fire built slowly as he
made love to his wife.
They fell asleep in each others’
arms, both feeling loved and sated.
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3 Months Later
“Baby,” said Jenny, patting
Sam’s swollen abdomen.
“Yes, Jenny. There’s a baby in
mommy’s tummy,” said Jack, handing Sam a glass and Jenny a sippy cup, both full
of milk.
“Thanks, Jack,” said Sam as she
stroked Jenny’s baby-fine curls.
“Baby,” said Jenny again.
“That’s your brother in there,”
said Sam.
“My baby,” said Jenny softly.
Sam looked over at Jack as he
sat beside her. He returned the bright smile that she gave him.
“It’s bedtime, princess,” said
Jack as Jenny yawned.
“In a minute, daddy,” she said
as she leaned over Sam’s belly. She leaned over and laid her head on Sam’s
belly. To the surprise of both parents, she began to sing softly to the baby
inside her mommy.
“You are my sunshine,”
“My
only sunshine.”
“You
make me happy,”
“When
skies are gray.”
“You’ll
never know, dear,”
“How
much I love you.”
“Please
don’t take my sunshine away.”
“Night, night, baby brother,”
she whispered and leaned over and kissed her mommy’s belly. She laid her head
back down and fell asleep to Sam’s fingers running through her hair.
Jack gently picked her up and
carried her to her room, with Sam following. “That was beautiful. I wish I
would’ve have a camera,” said Sam softly, watching Jack lay their daughter in
her bed.
“Not me,” said Jack, tucking
Jenny in bed with Charlie in her arms. He kissed his daughter’s tiny lips and
whispered, “I love you, princess.”
Sam leaned over and kissed her
daughter too. “Sleep well, angel.”
She stroked her hair gently
before motioning for Jack to follow her. He turned on her nightlight and they
left the room.
“Why wouldn’t you have wanted a
camera?” she asked as they prepared for bed.
“That was a personal, sibling
thing, Sam. That was between Jenny and her brother. We just happened to witness
it,” he said softly.
She smiled at the sappiness in Jack’s
voice. She wrapped her arms around her husband’s waist and kissed him softly.
“You’re such a sap, Jack O’Neill.”
“Only when it comes to my
family,” he said, scowling at her. He kissed her again and said, “Let’s get
some sleep. Your bladder is going to wake us up early. OW!”
She’d whacked him on the arm.
“That wasn’t funny,” she said. “You try having a baby sitting on your bladder
all night long.” She leaned over and kissed the spot where she’d hit him.
“I love you, Sam.”
“I love you too, Jack.”
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5 months later
“I can’t do this Jack!”
“Yes you can, baby. Just breathe
the way we practiced,” said Jack.
“It hurts too much. It didn’t
hurt this much with Jenny!”
“Just one more push Sam. Come
one baby. You can do it.”
“Ahhhh!!!!!!” screamed Sam with
a final hard push.
“Congratulations you two. It’s a
boy!” said the doctor.
“A boy?” said Jack in awe. “I
have another son?”
“Yes, Jack. You have another
son.”
Jack looked at Sam with tears in
his eyes. “Thank you,” he whispered before kissing her damp forehead.
“You don’t have to thank me
Jack,” said Sam weakly.
He reached out and stroked the
baby’s downy blonde hair. He opened his eyes and looked at Jack. His eyes were
brown…just like Jack’s.
A knock at the door broke them
both out of their reverie. “You feel up to visitors?” he asked quietly.
She nodded tiredly. “Come on in
guys.”
Daniel and Teal’c entered the
room with Daniel carrying Jenny. “Daddy!”
Jack turned around and took his
daughter from Daniel. “Hey, baby. Wanna meet your brother?”
“Yes,” she said softly, staring
at the baby boy in her mommy’s arms. She looked at him closely, the baby boy
returned the scrutiny. “What’s his
name?”
They’d discussed different names
and their meanings. Since Jenny had Jack’s first initial, they wanted this baby
to have Sam’s. “His name is Sean Michael O’Neill,” said Sam.
“Hi Sean,” said Jenny. “I’m
Jenny.”
The baby started to cry…hungry
tears. But, it scared Jenny and made her sad. She reached out for Daniel,
surprising everyone. When Daniel took her, she started crying. “He don’t like
me.”
Sam put a bottle in the baby’s
mouth and he quieted down. But, Jenny was too upset. Daniel carried her out in
the hallway. “Wanna go home,” she cried.
Jack followed them out into the
hallway and took Jenny from Daniel. He sat down in the chair and rocked her
gently, trying to console his distraught daughter. “Shh, baby. It’s ok,” he
said softly.
“Sean don’t like me, daddy,” she
sobbed.
“Yes he does baby. He was just
hungry,” said Jack kissing the top of her head. When she’d stopped crying, he
took her back in the room. Sam was upset with the fact that Jenny was upset.
Jack sat her down on the bed beside Sam and she put her arm around her daughter
and kissed her head.
“You ok, baby?”
“Yes, mommy.” She looked up at
Sam. “Me hold him?” she asked softly.
Jack positioned Jenny to where
she could hold her baby brother. Sam laid him in her arms and Jenny supported
his head just like she would with her doll.
“My Sean,” she whispered and
kissed him on the forehead. He wrinkled his nose and opened his eyes…his brown
eyes staring into her blue eyes. Jenny smiled at him. “He looks like me!” she
said looking up at Sam with a grin.
“Yes, baby. Only his eyes are
brown instead of blue.”
“Yeah, but he looks like me!”
She was thrilled.
Jack laughed. Things were almost
back to normal. He took out his camera and took several pictures of his
daughter holding his son; his wife holding their son; and his wife holding his
daughter and his son. Life was perfect.
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6 months later
“Mommy I don’t feel good. I
hurt,” said Jenny. In the last few months, she’d been sleeping more than
normal. She hadn’t been playing as much either. They just thought it was a
normal part of growing up. The doctor’s had said everything was fine.
Sam was feeding Sean and singing
him to sleep. He was almost asleep when Jenny spoke. He started crying.
“Mommy, I don’t feel good,” she
repeated.
“Jenny, go find your daddy,”
said Sam.
“But…” she said, her tears
starting to fall. She really didn’t feel good.
“Jenny, go find your daddy,”
repeated Sam firmly.
Jenny picked up Charlie and ran
out of the room. “Daddy!”
“What! What’s wrong?” he said,
picking her up. He heard Sean crying in the nursery.
“I don’t feel good, daddy,” said
Jenny.
“You’re ok,” he said, carrying
her into her room. He laid her in her bed. It was, after all, her bedtime. “Go
to sleep baby. I’m gonna go check on Sean. He’s got a cold.”
She curled up on her side and
stuck her thumb in her mouth. “I want my mommy,” she whispered. She closed her
eyes and cried herself to sleep.
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Sam and Jack woke early the next
morning. Sam fed Sean as Jack got breakfast ready. “Jack?” Something was
bothering Sam.
“What?”
“I…” she trailed off.
He sat down the frying pan and
pulled her into his arms. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know. Something.”
They both looked at each other.
“Do you think Jenny’s really sick? Or do you think she’s…”
“Sibling rivalry?” asked Jack.
“Yeah.”
“I don’t know. Why don’t you go check
on her while I finish up breakfast,” he said, kissing her gently.
“Ok.”
He turned back to the stove and
nearly dropped the pan when he heard Sam scream his name. He ran into Jenny’s
bedroom. She wasn’t moving.
“She won’t wake up! I can’t wake
her up!” exclaimed Sam.
He took Jenny from Sam. “Jenny?
Come on baby. Wake up for daddy,” he said anxiously. He shook her gently, but
stopped as her head lolled from one side to the other.
“Get Sean. We’re going to the
hospital!” he said.
She hadn’t stopped breathing, so
they knew she was alive. But, she was unresponsive.
By the time they got to the
hospital, both Sam and Jack were in tears. They’d just dismissed her the night
before.
They answered all of the
doctor’s questions. The last thing she ate…how she’d been acting for the last
few days…was she sleeping more than normal and was she tired. They both knew
the answers to the last two questions were yes.
Jenny finally regained
consciousness. “Mommy?” she asked weakly.
Sam sobbed with relief. “I’m
here baby. I’m so sorry.”
“You no believe me,” said Jenny
with a sob of her own.
“I’m so sorry, princess.”
Daniel had shown up and was
taking care of Sean while Sam and Jack were with Jenny. “Baby, we’re sorry we
didn’t believe you,” said Jack.
“I wanna go home,” she said
softly.
“We will, but we need to let the
doctor find out why you’re sick.”
“Pwease, daddy. I wanna go
home,” she cried. Jack picked her up and gently rocked her. She fell asleep in
his arms.
They were allowed to take her
home while they waited for the test results. Both knew it wasn’t good. She
wasn’t eating and she was sleeping.
Two days later, the call came.
The test results were in. Dropping Sean off at Cassie’s, they made their way to
the hospital. Dr. Brightman met them there. She already knew what the results
were and, as the base physician, it was her duty to tell the two anxious
parents what was wrong with their young daughter. She’d never had to do this
before and certainly wasn’t looking forward to it.
Sam and Jack walked in with Jack
carrying a sleeping Jenny. They saw the look of concern on Dr. Brightman’s
face. “Well?” asked Jack.
“You both need to sit down.”
They did and Sam reached over
and took Jack’s hand in hers. He gave it a comforting squeeze. “What’s wrong
with her, doc?”
Dr. Brightman took a deep
breath. “I don’t know how to tell you this. With all the symptoms, we did the
logical thing and had them run a certain test.”
“Doc? What’s wrong with Jenny?”
asked Sam, getting frightened.
Dr. Brightman looked down and,
when she looked back up, she had tears in her eyes.
“No,” said Jack.
“I’m sorry, sir. Jenny has
leukemia.”
“NO!” exclaimed both Jack and
Sam.
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