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Gen. Jack O'Neill ([personal profile] has_2ls) wrote2011-10-15 10:48 pm
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Doting [for Sam]

Okay, so, keeping the pregnancy a secret hadn't really been a big deal but Jack was coming up with new and creative ways to say he needed to head home to check on Sam. People were going to think he'd started taking a sudden interest in astrophysics but it was not something he figured was anyone's business but his and hers. He had some really weak tea from up at the Compound, though, and a wet cloth to hold over her forehead, if she wanted it.

"Sam? Samantha? Doing okay or should I clear out for a little longer and give you some space?"

He was trying to be respectful of her this time around and not act like he knew everything, which he didn't, and just let them find the way naturally. Kinda hard, sure, but he'd never backed down from something just because it wasn't easy.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2011-10-20 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Even trying to avoid doing anything that might make her nauseous, she couldn't help but giggle a little at that. Jack, at his corny, cheesy best. "I'm fine," she said. "If I'm not sick, I feel just fine." Tireder than usual, but she suspected that was normal when growing a whole other person.
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[personal profile] gate_expert 2011-10-24 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think you did," she said, rolling her eyes a little and huffing, but she wasn't really irritated with him. "But I'll let it slide. This once." She finished her tea, still sipping slowly. "It'll pass. It's not supposed to last the whole nine months." That was what she'd read, at least.