”—Remind me not to agree to a blind date next year.”
"Roman saint commemorated on February 14 since the Middle Ages. but yes also to get us laid"
"Well, so long as you’re having fun I guess. — though you’re probably the only man who actually remembers Valentine.”
“—Does anyone actually know the story of Saint Valentine, or is this literally just a day used for men to get laid?”
Jack grinned, wanting nothing more than to enjoy the night with Jane and JJ. God, he could just imagine JJ wanting to help out with the cooking and getting every single piece of food stuck to him. “Sounds like the best night I could possibly ask for.” He checked the clock, and decided it was time to go make sure the car seat was in place properly before Jane socked him with a punch, a laugh of surprise falling from his mouth as he threw up his hands in defence. “Hey hey, no punching the hero, I bruise easily… But seriously Jane. You and the little monster deserve each other. And I just wanted to see you two together and happy again.”
"The three of us deserve each other, Jack." Jane corrected, her previously wide smile having faded to a serious expression so that he could see that she meant it. "He wouldn’t be here without you…in so many ways. You can bet that I’ll always tell him stories of how his Uncle Jack saved the day…" the memories came to the front of her mind just as soon as the words came out and she could only move to wrap her arms around her friend. "We’re going to be a family, all of us. Maybe not in the traditional sense, but who needs to be traditional?"