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Chapter 3: I Saw Sam Kissing Santa Claus
SG-1 stared at Teal'c, their mouths hanging open in astonishment.
From a nearby chair, a child asked, "Santa, where are your other reindeer?"
"You failed to explain this detail to me General Hammond," Teal'c stated.
"Well, I, uh . . ."
"But two of us are here!" Major Davis cried, moseying into the room. The children laughed heartily and clapped their hands. "Who would like a ride?"
Several groans and ground rules later, concerning how many children per 'reindeer,' the activities began. Like good little elves, Daniel and Jonas gently placed the bespectacled boy and a towheaded little girl upon Tealc's back. As Teal'c lurched forward, the little boy grasped at the red, plastic antlers on Tealc's head. The little boy's infectious grin matched Tealc's. Jonas too, smiled wide, revealing his deep dimples.
Anxious, to capture this moment, Janet nearly choked Daniel as she grabbed the small camera from around his neck. The freckle-faced girl scrambled off Jack's knee and cautiously made her way to Major Davis, who had one more spot to fill. Sam and Jack watched the procession leave the room, contented, peaceful looks on their faces. In a most natural gesture, Jack, ignoring the deepening pain in his knees-and momentarily forgetting the regulations, pulled Sam into his lap without protest.
General Hammond's jaw dropped. "I know they care deeply for each other, but . . ." he trailed off, speechless. Smiling widely, Janet looked sideways at the General and gently pushed his chin upwards.
Cassandra, a devious grin on her face, grabbed her red beanie baby with the green bow, from Jonas. Jingling it over their heads, she announced, "Guys, meet Mistletoe." Sam and Jack looked up at the toy, then at each other. Not needing a 2nd invitation, Jack pulled her closer, tenderly cupping his hand around her chin. Not giving the consequences a second thought, Sam closed her eyes in anticipation as his warm lips covered hers. Moments later, she found herself pulling away from his embrace as a chorus of ooh's and ahh's sounded in her ears.
"Kissy, kissy," some children teased, while others made kissy faces and slurping sounds.
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"This is exactly how she responded when the children saw us kissing," Jack said, as he patted the arms wrapped tightly around his neck. "I love it when we cuddle," he quipped. Sam pulled her blushing face from the crook of his neck and shot him a dirty look. "We did make quite a spectacle that night," Jack chuckled, reminiscing.
"A spectacle, you?" Daniel asked innocently.
"Hey, I will have you know those kids had a blast that night. When it was time for them to go, the nurse had to practically pry them away. She said they hadn't enjoyed themselves that much in ages. I was entertaining!"
"You are always entertaining O'Neill," Teal'c offered from the other side of the room. Jack just laughed, and the others joined in, knowing that Teal'c's sense of humor was strangely refreshing and seldom seen.
Her curiosity piqued, Daniella piped up, "Cousin Cassie, what is a beanie baby?"
Cassie grinned. "A stuffed toy that occasionally has unique but important influence on people," she added, looking at Jack and Sam out of the corner of her eye.
"You mean, like magic?" Daniella asked, her dark eyes sparkling.
Smiling, Cassandra answered, "A little."
Scrambling out of Daniel's lap, she toddled over to Cassandra. "Tell me more stories about Mommy and Daddy going to parties," she demanded, plopping down in her lap. "And do they involve-beanie babies?" she asked, slowly repeating the new phrase.
"Well," Cassie replied, a twinkle in her eye, "there was that St. Patrick's Day party . . ."
If anyone would like to borrow this story, please ask first, thanks! :)
Chapter 3: I Saw Sam Kissing Santa Claus
SG-1 stared at Teal'c, their mouths hanging open in astonishment.
From a nearby chair, a child asked, "Santa, where are your other reindeer?"
"You failed to explain this detail to me General Hammond," Teal'c stated.
"Well, I, uh . . ."
"But two of us are here!" Major Davis cried, moseying into the room. The children laughed heartily and clapped their hands. "Who would like a ride?"
Several groans and ground rules later, concerning how many children per 'reindeer,' the activities began. Like good little elves, Daniel and Jonas gently placed the bespectacled boy and a towheaded little girl upon Tealc's back. As Teal'c lurched forward, the little boy grasped at the red, plastic antlers on Tealc's head. The little boy's infectious grin matched Tealc's. Jonas too, smiled wide, revealing his deep dimples.
Anxious, to capture this moment, Janet nearly choked Daniel as she grabbed the small camera from around his neck. The freckle-faced girl scrambled off Jack's knee and cautiously made her way to Major Davis, who had one more spot to fill. Sam and Jack watched the procession leave the room, contented, peaceful looks on their faces. In a most natural gesture, Jack, ignoring the deepening pain in his knees-and momentarily forgetting the regulations, pulled Sam into his lap without protest.
General Hammond's jaw dropped. "I know they care deeply for each other, but . . ." he trailed off, speechless. Smiling widely, Janet looked sideways at the General and gently pushed his chin upwards.
Cassandra, a devious grin on her face, grabbed her red beanie baby with the green bow, from Jonas. Jingling it over their heads, she announced, "Guys, meet Mistletoe." Sam and Jack looked up at the toy, then at each other. Not needing a 2nd invitation, Jack pulled her closer, tenderly cupping his hand around her chin. Not giving the consequences a second thought, Sam closed her eyes in anticipation as his warm lips covered hers. Moments later, she found herself pulling away from his embrace as a chorus of ooh's and ahh's sounded in her ears.
"Kissy, kissy," some children teased, while others made kissy faces and slurping sounds.
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"This is exactly how she responded when the children saw us kissing," Jack said, as he patted the arms wrapped tightly around his neck. "I love it when we cuddle," he quipped. Sam pulled her blushing face from the crook of his neck and shot him a dirty look. "We did make quite a spectacle that night," Jack chuckled, reminiscing.
"A spectacle, you?" Daniel asked innocently.
"Hey, I will have you know those kids had a blast that night. When it was time for them to go, the nurse had to practically pry them away. She said they hadn't enjoyed themselves that much in ages. I was entertaining!"
"You are always entertaining O'Neill," Teal'c offered from the other side of the room. Jack just laughed, and the others joined in, knowing that Teal'c's sense of humor was strangely refreshing and seldom seen.
Her curiosity piqued, Daniella piped up, "Cousin Cassie, what is a beanie baby?"
Cassie grinned. "A stuffed toy that occasionally has unique but important influence on people," she added, looking at Jack and Sam out of the corner of her eye.
"You mean, like magic?" Daniella asked, her dark eyes sparkling.
Smiling, Cassandra answered, "A little."
Scrambling out of Daniel's lap, she toddled over to Cassandra. "Tell me more stories about Mommy and Daddy going to parties," she demanded, plopping down in her lap. "And do they involve-beanie babies?" she asked, slowly repeating the new phrase.
"Well," Cassie replied, a twinkle in her eye, "there was that St. Patrick's Day party . . ."