Jack pushed her down gently. "No ma'am. You are not moving from this bed until you feel better. I am going out for takeout and bringing you stuff back. You got any requests?" he asked, giving her a grin.

He kissed her forehead and waited for her response. It was rare, getting to dote on a woman who was just as capable if not more capable than he was. He liked thinking about Sam as soft and vulnerable, in the right context.