So here he was, it was a month after the honeymoon and with the worst hangover. At least he and Sam had made up. The pants just hadn't been a good idea. Since he was back home Daniel had called that morning and he had decided to go out with him and Teal'c for a man's weekend. Then Sam was complaining about it to him. And boy what a tirade it was.

Finally she stopped and asked, "How would you like it if you didn't see me for two or three days?" He hadn't even thought she would be home most of the weekend. After all she was supposed to work.

He stupidly replied, "That would be fine with me." Hangover and fight with wife never a good combination.

Monday went by and he didn't see his wife.

Tuesday and Wednesday came and went with the same results.

On Thursday, the swelling went down just enough where he could see her a little out of the corner of his left eye.

That Friday while Sam was washing the dishes he saw that the dog needed to go outside. He was standing right behind Sam when he asked "Would you like to go out?"

Turning around, Sam quickly replied, "Oh, yes, I'd love to! You've been such a doofus lately. I can't believe you'd just decide to take me out to dinner. I really appreciate it Jack. It's these little things that keep me in love with you." As she kissed him and walked out to get ready Jack thought that if she ever figured out he was talking to the dog she'd kill him.