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Another part of the MPREG
still unedited, still not sure this is what it'll eventually look like *g*
Today's wordcount: 1,807
part 1 can be found here
"Move!"
Jack jumped out of the way, barely avoiding being run over by Daniel, who was obviously in a hurry to get out of the briefing room. With a worried frown Jack considered following him, but then again, he wasn't suicidal and if there was an explanation, Daniel would eventually share it -- hopefully. And hadn't the man looked a bit pale?
Shaking his head, Jack made his way towards the commissary. The briefing hadn't taken long and the mission seemed to promise lots of playground for both his kids and a nice calm watch for Jack and Teal'c. Uninhabited, ancient ruins and a possible naquada deposit. It really sounded good.
Joining the rest of his team, Jack noticed they were sans linguist, but that in itself wasn't much of a surprise. Only, after the man's hurried departure from the briefing room, Jack was beginning to feel a slight unease. And he wasn't the only one.
"Sir," Sam began, right after they'd sat down at their table, "is everything okay with Daniel?"
Jack shrugged, not really knowing what to say. She was voicing his own concerns and he wasn't sure what was going on with Daniel, only that something was definitely amiss.
"Indeed, O'Neill, I too have observed some rather strange behaviour and mood changes in DanielJackson." And if Teal'c was voicing his worries, it was bad. It wasn't as if any of them could pass off their behaviour as 100% normal even on a good day. They may be the SGC's flagship as a team, but they had a hell of a reputation.
"Yeah, I know, and if it continues I am *definitely* going to corner him about it."
"Corner who about what, Jack?" Daniel appeared at the table, setting down his plate next to Carter's, right across from Jack.
"Nothing import..." Jack trailed off as he looked at Daniel's plate. And he wasn't the only one. The other two members of the team were staring as well.
Daniel sat down and began eating, not noticing the stares he was getting from his friends.
"Daniel?" Jack felt his own appetite shrink a bit.
"Yes, Jack?" Daniel didn't look up, busy with his... meal.
"Daniel, that's just... disgusting," Sam said, staring as much as the others.
"What?" Daniel gave her a puzzled look, "I thought you liked jell-o."
"I... eh, I do, Daniel, it's just... not normally in connection with meatloaf." Sam looked very much as if her appetite was going the same way as Jack's. Even Teal'c looked as if he was contemplating skipping dinner.
Daniel looked down into his plate, a puzzled frown on his face. Then shrugged and ate his... treat.
---
The mission went smoother than Jack could've ever hoped for. Perhaps except from Daniel getting 'gate sick, but Jack contributed that to his disgusting choice of food earlier. And it wouldn't have caught his attention if not for Daniel's mood swings and the fact that the second morning of the mission, the day they were going home, he'd woken to an empty tent, hearing someone throwing up nearby.
Jack had stayed quiet, eyes closed, faking sleep when Daniel had returned to the tent, gingerly slipping into his sleeping bag next to Jack without saying anything.
Well back at the Mountain, they sat around the table in the briefing room, Jack's eyes kept straying to Daniel, worried that something might be wrong. Nothing seemed to be, though Daniel looked a little annoyed, a small frown on his face.
Jack hadn't thought too much of it, still having reports to write when the briefing was finished, but when he'd gone to Daniel's office to pick up the younger man, to go home early in the evening, he found came upon a rather strange scene.
His mild mannered friend was standing in the middle of the room, giving a marine a piece of his mind. And the marine looked like he was about to turn tail and run, an expression of relief when he saw Jack enter the office.
"Daniel?" Jack wasn't entirely sure what to do or say. It seemed that the poor man had said something to Daniel that had pissed the man off beyond words. Jack had heard Daniel being snarky before. The man was subtle about it. Hell, Jack had been at the receiving end more often than not in the past. But to actually be treated to the sight of a 6 foot 5, broad shouldered Marine cowering like that... priceless and a little worrying.
"Jack!" Daniel flashed him a quick smile before returning his attention to his prey. "And don't make the mistake of forgetting that, okay?"
"Yessir!" The marine fled the office, a look of relief on his face as he passed Jack and saluted him. Jack returned the salute and turned his attention back to Daniel.
"Something wrong, Daniel?" he asked.
"No, nothing to worry about, anyway," Daniel answered, grabbing his jacket. "Home?"
"Yep." Jack let his lover pass him before following him out and down the hallway to the elevator. He couldn't quite shake the feeling that something was definitely wrong and for a split second, a lot of Daniel's behaviour reminded him of Sara, back when... Shaking his head, Jack dismissed the idea. Daniel had been checked out by Janet, and she hadn't mentioned anything about being...
"Jack?" Daniel nudged his shoulder. "What's going through that thick skull of yours?"
"Nothing, Daniel, nothing important." Jack smiled at him. "Wanna cook tonight or just grab take-out?"
"Mmmm, cook, I think." Daniel leaned back against the wall. "Shop on the way home?" he asked.
"Sure."
---
Pulling into the parking lot of the supermarket, Jack turned to Daniel when he'd shut off the engine. "Daniel?"
"Yeah?" Daniel answered with a smile.
"Are you okay?"
"Why shouldn't I be?" Daniel frowned
"It's just... you're gonna think me crazy, but hear me out," Jack pleaded.
"Okay, shoot."
"You've been having mood swings, throwing up, odd eating habits lately, I'm worried about you." Jack paused for a moment, searching for the right words. "It's just that those are typical symptoms of pregnancy." There, he'd said it.
Daniel stared at him. "Jack..."
"Daniel, please, I know you went to see Janet, but still..."
Daniel didn't answer, biting his bottom lip and slipping down into the seat a little.
"You did tell Janet, didn't you?"
"She knows about you and me, Jack," was all Daniel would say.
"Daniel, did you tell her we had sex?" Jack drew a deep breath. "Unprotected sex?"
Daniel's lack of answer was enough to verify what Jack had feared. "Daniel, you know..."
"I know," came the whispered answer. "But I'm sure it's nothing, Jack, just a cold or flu of some kind."
"Daniel..."
A pleading look from Daniel was enough to silence him, but he nevertheless managed to sneak a pregnancy test below Daniel's radar. Just in case, somehow, he could convince Daniel to take it. Oh, he could always whine until Daniel gave in. It had worked before when there was something Jack wanted Daniel to do. He wasn't above using it. Besides, this was for Daniel's best. And it would ease Jack's worries a lot. He'd just put it in the bathroom and find a way to tell Daniel about it.
---
Jack wasn't sure what had woken him. Turning his head to look at his clock radio, he realised it was only 2AM. Then he noticed the lack of a body next to him. Daniel.
It was amazing how quickly Jack had become used to sharing his bed with Daniel. Sure, they needed to be careful, if they were found out, there'd be hell to pay. Thankfully, even before they'd started their relationship, Daniel had stayed over quite often, so no one really seemed to notice that now it was more the exception from the rule when they spent a night in their own beds.
As Jack got out of the bed and made his way down the hallway, he mused over the fact that what had woken him was the lack of arms holding him. No one would ever guess that Colonel Jack O'Neill slept best in the arms of another man. And not just any man. Sure, he held Daniel sometimes, but no matter how they went to sleep, he always woke with Daniel holding him. Not that Jack would ever admit to that outside the bedroom, but it was nice that way.
Bathroom was empty and dark, as was the kitchen. The living room had no illumination either, but Jack could make out the figure sitting on the couch, the pale moonlight outlining the other man.
"Been up long?" Jack asked casually.
"A couple of hours," came the reply.
"Something wrong?" Jack didn't move to join Daniel on the couch. The other man was radiating 'please, keep your distance'.
"I... I honestly don't know."
"Daniel?" Jack finally just went and sat down next to him.
"I've just set up the third test."
Jack didn't have to ask what test he was talking about. So Daniel had found it on his own. Jack wasn't sure how to ask.
"It should be done right about now," Daniel finally said, before getting up and going for the bathroom.
Jack sat back on the couch, thoughts racing through his head. Third test... did that mean...? A few minutes passed before Jack simply stood and followed Daniel. He found him standing in front of them mirror, leaning heavily on the sink.
Jack knew better than trying to say anything, so he did what he always did, touched to reassure, to comfort. He slipped up behind Daniel and put his arms loosely around the other man.
For a moment Daniel tensed, but he relaxed again, when Jack rested his chin on Daniel's shoulder, meeting his eyes in the bathroom mirror.
"I'm a freak," stated Daniel in a low voice.
"No, you're not," countered Jack, while he gently rubbed Daniel's hips with his thumbs, small soothing circles.
Daniel put his hands on his abs. "It's showing, isn't it?"
Jack folded his hands over Daniel's. "Not much."
With a sigh, Daniel leaned his head back on Jack's shoulder, eyes closed. "Yet," he finished for Jack.
They stood like that for a long time, rocking back and forth, gently, taking comfort in simple physical nearness.
"We need to talk to Janet... and the General," Jack finally stated.
"Jack..." Daniel begun, as he turned around to face Jack.
"You know I'm right, Daniel," said Jack, as he tugged at Daniel's hand, communicating that he'd really like to get back to their warm bed.
Daniel didn't answer, but he let Jack lead him back into the bedroom and under the covers. Unlike any other night, though, Daniel curled up in Jack's arms, needing for once to be the one who was held.
TBC
Today's wordcount: 1,807
part 1 can be found here
"Move!"
Jack jumped out of the way, barely avoiding being run over by Daniel, who was obviously in a hurry to get out of the briefing room. With a worried frown Jack considered following him, but then again, he wasn't suicidal and if there was an explanation, Daniel would eventually share it -- hopefully. And hadn't the man looked a bit pale?
Shaking his head, Jack made his way towards the commissary. The briefing hadn't taken long and the mission seemed to promise lots of playground for both his kids and a nice calm watch for Jack and Teal'c. Uninhabited, ancient ruins and a possible naquada deposit. It really sounded good.
Joining the rest of his team, Jack noticed they were sans linguist, but that in itself wasn't much of a surprise. Only, after the man's hurried departure from the briefing room, Jack was beginning to feel a slight unease. And he wasn't the only one.
"Sir," Sam began, right after they'd sat down at their table, "is everything okay with Daniel?"
Jack shrugged, not really knowing what to say. She was voicing his own concerns and he wasn't sure what was going on with Daniel, only that something was definitely amiss.
"Indeed, O'Neill, I too have observed some rather strange behaviour and mood changes in DanielJackson." And if Teal'c was voicing his worries, it was bad. It wasn't as if any of them could pass off their behaviour as 100% normal even on a good day. They may be the SGC's flagship as a team, but they had a hell of a reputation.
"Yeah, I know, and if it continues I am *definitely* going to corner him about it."
"Corner who about what, Jack?" Daniel appeared at the table, setting down his plate next to Carter's, right across from Jack.
"Nothing import..." Jack trailed off as he looked at Daniel's plate. And he wasn't the only one. The other two members of the team were staring as well.
Daniel sat down and began eating, not noticing the stares he was getting from his friends.
"Daniel?" Jack felt his own appetite shrink a bit.
"Yes, Jack?" Daniel didn't look up, busy with his... meal.
"Daniel, that's just... disgusting," Sam said, staring as much as the others.
"What?" Daniel gave her a puzzled look, "I thought you liked jell-o."
"I... eh, I do, Daniel, it's just... not normally in connection with meatloaf." Sam looked very much as if her appetite was going the same way as Jack's. Even Teal'c looked as if he was contemplating skipping dinner.
Daniel looked down into his plate, a puzzled frown on his face. Then shrugged and ate his... treat.
---
The mission went smoother than Jack could've ever hoped for. Perhaps except from Daniel getting 'gate sick, but Jack contributed that to his disgusting choice of food earlier. And it wouldn't have caught his attention if not for Daniel's mood swings and the fact that the second morning of the mission, the day they were going home, he'd woken to an empty tent, hearing someone throwing up nearby.
Jack had stayed quiet, eyes closed, faking sleep when Daniel had returned to the tent, gingerly slipping into his sleeping bag next to Jack without saying anything.
Well back at the Mountain, they sat around the table in the briefing room, Jack's eyes kept straying to Daniel, worried that something might be wrong. Nothing seemed to be, though Daniel looked a little annoyed, a small frown on his face.
Jack hadn't thought too much of it, still having reports to write when the briefing was finished, but when he'd gone to Daniel's office to pick up the younger man, to go home early in the evening, he found came upon a rather strange scene.
His mild mannered friend was standing in the middle of the room, giving a marine a piece of his mind. And the marine looked like he was about to turn tail and run, an expression of relief when he saw Jack enter the office.
"Daniel?" Jack wasn't entirely sure what to do or say. It seemed that the poor man had said something to Daniel that had pissed the man off beyond words. Jack had heard Daniel being snarky before. The man was subtle about it. Hell, Jack had been at the receiving end more often than not in the past. But to actually be treated to the sight of a 6 foot 5, broad shouldered Marine cowering like that... priceless and a little worrying.
"Jack!" Daniel flashed him a quick smile before returning his attention to his prey. "And don't make the mistake of forgetting that, okay?"
"Yessir!" The marine fled the office, a look of relief on his face as he passed Jack and saluted him. Jack returned the salute and turned his attention back to Daniel.
"Something wrong, Daniel?" he asked.
"No, nothing to worry about, anyway," Daniel answered, grabbing his jacket. "Home?"
"Yep." Jack let his lover pass him before following him out and down the hallway to the elevator. He couldn't quite shake the feeling that something was definitely wrong and for a split second, a lot of Daniel's behaviour reminded him of Sara, back when... Shaking his head, Jack dismissed the idea. Daniel had been checked out by Janet, and she hadn't mentioned anything about being...
"Jack?" Daniel nudged his shoulder. "What's going through that thick skull of yours?"
"Nothing, Daniel, nothing important." Jack smiled at him. "Wanna cook tonight or just grab take-out?"
"Mmmm, cook, I think." Daniel leaned back against the wall. "Shop on the way home?" he asked.
"Sure."
---
Pulling into the parking lot of the supermarket, Jack turned to Daniel when he'd shut off the engine. "Daniel?"
"Yeah?" Daniel answered with a smile.
"Are you okay?"
"Why shouldn't I be?" Daniel frowned
"It's just... you're gonna think me crazy, but hear me out," Jack pleaded.
"Okay, shoot."
"You've been having mood swings, throwing up, odd eating habits lately, I'm worried about you." Jack paused for a moment, searching for the right words. "It's just that those are typical symptoms of pregnancy." There, he'd said it.
Daniel stared at him. "Jack..."
"Daniel, please, I know you went to see Janet, but still..."
Daniel didn't answer, biting his bottom lip and slipping down into the seat a little.
"You did tell Janet, didn't you?"
"She knows about you and me, Jack," was all Daniel would say.
"Daniel, did you tell her we had sex?" Jack drew a deep breath. "Unprotected sex?"
Daniel's lack of answer was enough to verify what Jack had feared. "Daniel, you know..."
"I know," came the whispered answer. "But I'm sure it's nothing, Jack, just a cold or flu of some kind."
"Daniel..."
A pleading look from Daniel was enough to silence him, but he nevertheless managed to sneak a pregnancy test below Daniel's radar. Just in case, somehow, he could convince Daniel to take it. Oh, he could always whine until Daniel gave in. It had worked before when there was something Jack wanted Daniel to do. He wasn't above using it. Besides, this was for Daniel's best. And it would ease Jack's worries a lot. He'd just put it in the bathroom and find a way to tell Daniel about it.
---
Jack wasn't sure what had woken him. Turning his head to look at his clock radio, he realised it was only 2AM. Then he noticed the lack of a body next to him. Daniel.
It was amazing how quickly Jack had become used to sharing his bed with Daniel. Sure, they needed to be careful, if they were found out, there'd be hell to pay. Thankfully, even before they'd started their relationship, Daniel had stayed over quite often, so no one really seemed to notice that now it was more the exception from the rule when they spent a night in their own beds.
As Jack got out of the bed and made his way down the hallway, he mused over the fact that what had woken him was the lack of arms holding him. No one would ever guess that Colonel Jack O'Neill slept best in the arms of another man. And not just any man. Sure, he held Daniel sometimes, but no matter how they went to sleep, he always woke with Daniel holding him. Not that Jack would ever admit to that outside the bedroom, but it was nice that way.
Bathroom was empty and dark, as was the kitchen. The living room had no illumination either, but Jack could make out the figure sitting on the couch, the pale moonlight outlining the other man.
"Been up long?" Jack asked casually.
"A couple of hours," came the reply.
"Something wrong?" Jack didn't move to join Daniel on the couch. The other man was radiating 'please, keep your distance'.
"I... I honestly don't know."
"Daniel?" Jack finally just went and sat down next to him.
"I've just set up the third test."
Jack didn't have to ask what test he was talking about. So Daniel had found it on his own. Jack wasn't sure how to ask.
"It should be done right about now," Daniel finally said, before getting up and going for the bathroom.
Jack sat back on the couch, thoughts racing through his head. Third test... did that mean...? A few minutes passed before Jack simply stood and followed Daniel. He found him standing in front of them mirror, leaning heavily on the sink.
Jack knew better than trying to say anything, so he did what he always did, touched to reassure, to comfort. He slipped up behind Daniel and put his arms loosely around the other man.
For a moment Daniel tensed, but he relaxed again, when Jack rested his chin on Daniel's shoulder, meeting his eyes in the bathroom mirror.
"I'm a freak," stated Daniel in a low voice.
"No, you're not," countered Jack, while he gently rubbed Daniel's hips with his thumbs, small soothing circles.
Daniel put his hands on his abs. "It's showing, isn't it?"
Jack folded his hands over Daniel's. "Not much."
With a sigh, Daniel leaned his head back on Jack's shoulder, eyes closed. "Yet," he finished for Jack.
They stood like that for a long time, rocking back and forth, gently, taking comfort in simple physical nearness.
"We need to talk to Janet... and the General," Jack finally stated.
"Jack..." Daniel begun, as he turned around to face Jack.
"You know I'm right, Daniel," said Jack, as he tugged at Daniel's hand, communicating that he'd really like to get back to their warm bed.
Daniel didn't answer, but he let Jack lead him back into the bedroom and under the covers. Unlike any other night, though, Daniel curled up in Jack's arms, needing for once to be the one who was held.
TBC
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BB
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oh yay!
Glad you do -- see, I'm not THAT evil, am I?
::smiles innocently at BB::
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Really, I'm enjoying this story. Keep those parts coming! *pun intended* *g*
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I saw you rec'd it -- thank you *g*
And since I'm not really a mean person, don't worry, I'm not going to make it overly hard for the guys (pun intended *g*), rest assured ^_~ -- I've seen enough MPREGS go wrong ::coughcoughsmallvillecoughcough:: to be VERY careful
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I have no idea what you're talking about!
::looks innocent::
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There are a couple of pregnancy-related things I wanted to mention though. They're mostly irrelevant, since a male pregnancy could have all sorts of weird side effects, but morning sickness stops around 11 - 12 weeks after conception and the mood swings don't nomally kick in until the sixth month.
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Oh? And anytime I can drag someone screaming and kicking into this fandom, I'm a happy camper ^_~, glad you enjoyed the first one, let's see what happens next *g*
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*giggles*
Sorry?
And I'll let you know if I get in trouble again *g*
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My second child, morning sickness did not end until the beginning of the fifth month.
My first child, morning sickness ended at the end of the third.
Mood swings? ENTIRE pregnancy each and every time... all four of them. (yes I said four. I was pregnant between my first and second child and I had no morning sickness whatsoever.) Hell I had mood swings for a couple of months after the kids were born.
So again, what is typical for one person is not typical for another. That is why in the What to Expect when you are Expecting books each months check list retains the list from the month before. Some people continue to have the same symptoms all throughout the pregnancy while others drop off.
I'm not trying to argue or anything. (scared of pissing people I don't even know off)
It's just that everyone's experiences are going to vary and I didn't really see anything wrong with Daniel continuing to experience morning sickness throughout the second trimester. Or having mood swings. In fact, I'd venture to say that in an effort to overcome the male hormone stuff, he might be producing even more of the hormone that makes us so damn loopy in the first place. And as his body has never had to adjust, maybe it has a greater effect, simply because he ain't used to it.
I'll shut up now. Sorry.
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Hey! You're all welcome to comment on this stuff, after all, *I've* never been pregnant, and I was unsure how to handle a *male* pregnanacy.
to overcome the male hormone stuff, he might be producing even more of the hormone that makes us so damn loopy
know what? That actually makes perfect sense. That, combined with the stress, is pretty much only balanced by Daniel's curiosity, because even if he does have mood swings and such, I'm quite sure he also finds it fascinating *g*,
I love both you guys, you feed me tons of stuff to use and think about. Like I said, the reason I'm posting as I go, is to get material and facts to work with.
Thanks!
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I can't believe she went through that twice. She must have really wanted those kids. I know I wouldn't have put myself through that.
Although I got queasy during my first three months, I never actually threw up. I had to bolt from the kitchen if I saw the frying pan a couple of times, but my lunch stayed where it was. The biggest thing for me was smells. During my first pregnancy I went right off smells. My husband suddenly smelled horrible, and things I'd liked the smell of before, I suddenly hated. And then during my third pregnancy I got smell cravings, particularly the study carpet and rubber. I had to be dragged out of Safeways because I couldn't stop sniffing the rubber car mats.