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Author's note: This is for the GateWorld TEAM FLY-BOY Thread

It's a Fly Boy Christmas 2012
-2nd part of last year's story 12 Day's set a year later.

This year each Flyboy will have their own week of celebration thus EACH Flyboy will get their own chapter for this story, Jack, Cameron, Evan and John.

- Pairing: Sheppard/Cadman (because she makes his heart go BOOM!)
- Set after season 5 because they never went back!
- Thank you to Ladygris for her beautiful eyes

Next Christmas ~Chapter 1 Lets Do It Again

Jack O'Neill

Jack fingered through the papers in the box on the corner of his desk. The minutes ticking into hours as he waited until it was time to leave and start his holiday leave. Paper, paper, paper, the typed words just blending into one another, as he placed it back in the box knowing he could not get anything done with his lack of concentration this afternoon. Leaning back, he patted his left shirt pocket with the tickets for his trip. He could feel the folded papers with the bar scan code that would allow him to board the plane carrying him away for three wonderful weeks. Slowly he closed his eyes thinking of the warm wind and cool waters that would greet him when he landed. Tipping back further into his imagination, he pictured the warm soft woman that would be with him. SNAP! He jerked back when the falling sensation hit him. Mumbling about getting the chair fixed his eyes checked the office, double checking no one saw him almost fall from his chair. A flash of bright red caught his attention from the stack of papers.

Pulling the paper from the stack he groaned see the senders request. Pushing a space clear he picks up the phone. A smirk appears on his lips as he dials a number.

At Stargate command a vibration radiates from Cam's pocket as he reaches to answer his phone. "Mitchell." a curt voice fills the receiver.

"Hello. . . ." Jack whispered into the phone knowing it would raise the hairs on Cam's neck.

"No, no, no, not another thing, as it is I could be court-martialed for what you've asked me to do!" Cam's eyes darted around as he rushed into a closet to have this conversation.

"Aww Mitchell, don't be such a Boy Scout." Jack began his recline again at his office in D.C.

"Sir, you know I would do anything for my team. I have done.." Cam closed the door to the closet and pushed his back against the door so he could block anyone from walking in on him as he continued talking in a hushed voice. "If Sam founds out this whole trip is a hoax..."

"Nah, she won't. Just get her to the meeting place and I will take it from there." Resting comfortably with one hand behind his neck Jack began to put his shoes up on the desk. An air of confidence filled him.

Jack thinks back to the last vacation he arranged for himself and Sam, it had been a disaster. She stormed off wet, mad as hell and without her luggage. In his defense that was the only thing he was not responsible for was the airline misplacing her luggage.

"Trust me, Mitchell. I got this one, I've learned my lesson. She will not be disappointed. If it makes you feel better, I did let Vala help me."

Cam face palmed and groaned. "I am so dead."

"Pish, Mitchell! Man up! You worry like a girl. Now listen, I didn't call you to second guess yourself. I need another favor."

Cam slowly slid down the door into crouched position so he would be ready when the ax fell on his head. "Hit me," he said is a flat dead tone.

"Thatta boy, glad to hear you're on board. I got a request in from Sheppard. He needs a ride."

Cam felt the pressure roll off his shoulders. "Sheppard, John Sheppard?"

"Well, actually, the Sheppard's. John just needs some assistance from your side to get the ball rolling on his vacation, without the little missus knowing. Before you say anything, Yes I did tell him about my last trip and he said he knew and already worked the whole thing out with Keller. Just need you to double check all the arrangements and arrange some transportation. You think you can handle that?" Jack finished with the phone nestled into his neck, feet planted on the desk and a wisp of sarcasm in his voice.

Pushing his fingers through his hair Cam relaxed, "Yes, sir. That I can do." He began breathing again. A comfortable pattern in and out.

"Will send the request before I leave today. Oh and Mitchell have a Merry Christmas."

The phone disconnected before Cam got a chance to respond. Slipping his cell phone back into his pocket, he opened the door and peered into the hallway before he rejoined the busy traffic at Stargate Command.

BAM! Jack flew back in the chair pulling the phone cord from the wall. He landed with a crash onto the floor. "Oh hell!"

Repeated knocking sounded at the door. "General, are you alright?"

"Yeah, fine. Darn chair finally broke." He crawled off the floor and began to straighten his uniform.

The door slowly opened and a small gasp from his secretary causing Jack to turn around. She quietly rushed in and began to look him over, checking to make sure he really wasn't hurt in any way.

"I said I'm fine." His ego taking most of the bruising. "With no chair, I'll get nothing done. Take care of it while I'm off." Jack muttered as began to collect his things from the coat rack on the wall, still clutching the request from Sheppard.

His secretary walked over behind the desk looking at the chair now in two pieces. "Sir, I'll call maintenance and can have a replacement here in five minutes."

After tugging his hat on his head and folding his coat over his forearm, Jack pulled the women into a side hug. "That won't be necessary. Enjoy your vacation and have a Merry Christmas."

"Thank you, Sir. I'll have this replaced before you return. Merry Christmas, General." she replied.

Jack left D.C. smiling as he headed home, ready to say his pretend goodbyes to Sam. She believed she was heading off to conference in Florida for two weeks and would meet up with Jack in Colorado for Christmas.

If only she knew.. but that's another story...