[he snorts into the phone.] Are you serious? You're still light as a feather. Im beginning to think the only thing in your belly is a baby and air. [he smirks, already wishing it was Thursday because damnit, he wanted his wife.] I'll save my boxers for the bedroom, boxers and dog tags. [he grins, chuckling before lowering his voice a bit.] I dont care. If you have a bad dream or you're up, call me, okay? [he laughs, not putting the idea past his mom.] She does worry about you. She sent me an email the other day saying she was worried. [it makes him sad and even though he knows Sams fine, he still doesn't like being away from her, especially this close to the end of her pregnancy.] Ya never know, she may have installed something to alert her to when you get up, I wouldnt put it past her honestly. [chuckles.]