Author's note: They never play by the rules, because I'm always changing them as I go along myself :)

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River snorted in amusement, and Shawn turned to Jack.

"We should probably get going, too, Jack. Mom said diner was at five – and that if she had to send out a search party for us, she wasn't going to be happy."

"Sure you don't want some pie?" Sam asked, coming into the living room.

"We want pie," River said, smiling. "But she'll know if we ate – and I for one won't risk that."

"So maybe he's not so stupid after all," Ian said.

River coughed and rubbed the side of his nose – using only his middle finger – and Ian wasn't the only one in the room to smile.

"Don't worry, Hayden," Ian said. "I'll eat your share of pie – and Shawn's, too."

Sam laughed and went into the kitchen with the three, handing them their coats while they put their still mostly damp shoes on.

"You drive safely," Jack told River as he pulled Shawn into a quick hug, and then did the same with Gina. "And you keep these two out of trouble, missy."

Gina grinned, hugging Jack and then Sam tightly and taking Jasmine from Sally, who was cuddling her.

"I will, Jack. It was good seeing all of you – and it was nice meeting you, Ian."

Ian nodded, reaching out and rubbing Jasmine's ears.

"Make sure you tell Shawn what you want from my mom, so I can have her send it to you – and make sure you really ask for good stuff, like the posters and pictures."

Gina smiled and nodded.

"Thank you."

He shrugged; it wasn't like he'd done anything, really.

"We'll see you tomorrow, probably, Sam," Shawn said, taking his coat from her and putting it on. "If not, then definitely Saturday – depending on what dad has planned."

"We'll be here – probably."

"We'll call." Shawn promised. He went over and said good-bye to the others, while River said good-bye to Sam and Jack, telling them he'd see them soon, too.

"If Brooks gives you any trouble, call me and I'll come take him down a few notches."

Sam smiled, and gave River a hug, while Ian flipped River off behind her back.

"We'll keep that in mind."

Jack walked them out, and Ian caught Sam's hand before she could leave the kitchen, holding her back for just a moment. His dark eyes were serious when she turned to see what he needed.

"Thanks for inviting my folks, Sam..."

She smiled, and nodded.

"I thought it'd be a nice surprise – although when it started snowing last night, I was a little worried they wouldn't make it."

"I'm glad they did."

"Me, too, Ian. You probably-"

"All right!" Jack came into the dining room, waving the others over. "Let's have dessert!"

There was nothing like a rousing game of football to renew your appetite, and Ian wasn't the only one to greet that statement with a positive noise as the others came and sat back down at the table.

Janet helped Sam pull out the desserts – which was everything from pumpkin, apple, and cherry pies, brownies, cake, and ice cream to an odd contraption that Daniel had brought, telling the others it was a traditional South American dish that was frequently used to celebrate all sorts of occasions. Of course, he could have told them that it was a traditional Arizona pig farmer's fertility meal, since no one knew enough to challenge him.

He forced everyone to try it, though, and for the most part, they said it wasn't too bad – although Ian didn't like the texture and Jack said it tasted like someone had boiled shoes in the crusty part.

The rest of the desserts were far more appealing and satisfying, and once again, Ian proved that he was not shy about calories.

"You do realize you just ate an entire pumpkin pie, right?" Jacob asked him.

"I did not."

"Yes, you did." Sam's dad pointed to the pie pan – which was echoingly empty.

"Cassandra had a slice."

"She had a slice from that one," Janet said, smiling.

"Teal'c –"

"Ate the apple pie," Jack said. "And a half gallon of ice cream."

"I'm a growing boy," Ian told them, unable to come up with anything better.

"Keep eating like that, and you're going to grow right out of this planet," Jacob said, making no effort to hide his amusement. He'd known Ian long enough that he didn't need to.

Sam smiled.

"Just for that, dad, you can help Jack do the dishes."

"What?"

"Hey..."

Ian snickered.

"We cooked. Ian and Cassie cleared the table," Cassie sent Jack a gloating look. "And Daniel and Sally and Teal'c are guests."

"I'm a guest," Jacob said.

"You're family. Family are never guests."

"I think I hear George calling me..."

"Nice try."

Sam looked at Ian and Cassie.

"You guys mind clearing the dishes again?"

"Not at all," Cassie said, reaching for the saucers that were closest as she stood up.

Ian shook his head, too.

"I'll even start the water for the dishes for you, Jack – since I'm such a great guy and all."

Jack scowled, and wondered how mad Sam would be if Ian ended up back out in a snow bank – naked.