Where Have All the Decorations Gone?
Conclusion: Expansion

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own anything of Stargate (characters, locations, etc.)… nothing yet…

A/N: Well, I completed this story but decided that it should have an expanded part at the end to make it a little longer! Er… It didn't turn out like I hoped it would, but Enjoy and Happy Holidays (Can you believe it's already 2005?!)! Btw, this is when Cassie was still young.

Sam volunteered Janet to bring the decorations since the good Doctor hadn't arrived yet and called her to bring all the decorations she could fit into her car. And, of course, to bring Cassie along so she could decorate the SG tree…

"Hey Janet!" Sam greeted her.

Janet walked in with a grin and a jolly Santa cap on her head. Behind her came running an excited little girl with a silver garland in her hand who couldn't wait to decorate everything in shininess and colorful colors.

"Cassie!" Jack said as he scooped her up in his arms, "You wanna put those on the tree?"

"Sure! You can help me!"

While the two went to work on sprucing up the tree, Janet and Sam began to decorate the other areas of the SGC.

"Where'd you get all these… things?" Sam asked as she put up a fresh green wreath on a door.

Janet gestured for Sam to come closer and whispered, "I've always wanted to decorate the base and so I've hoarded all these decorations secretly hoping that the Colonel would forget his yearly Christmas tradition… I guess this year was a miracle."

Sam nodded, "I guess it was a miracle."

Meanwhile, Daniel and Teal'c had finished setting up the food table and were busy drinking some hard earned eggnog.

"Teal'c," Daniel said as he eyed the empty cups by the big guy's arm, "How much did you drink?"

Teal'c drank down another cup of eggnog and set it down next to his other empty cups. He gazed at them like they were trophies.

"I believe that would be eleven cups, including the cup that I will drink--" he said as he paused, took a fresh new cup of eggnog, chugged it down, and placed it with the others, "—now."

Daniel's eyes widened and he had to push his glasses back up.

"Teal'c, do you know that there's some alcohol in this eggnog? Well, there's a very low, low alcohol level but, it's still alcoholic!"

Teal'c looked down at his now twelfth empty cup of eggnog and then back at Daniel.

"Indeed," replied as he put the cup down and wandered over to the seats next to the Christmas tree.

Fortunately for Teal'c, Jack and Cassie finished decorating the tree and topped it off with a miniature replica of the Stargate with blinking lights. Who knows how they acquired something like that!

Anyway, Cassie had run off to join Janet and Sam who were currently in conversation with Daniel.

"What's the matter T?" Jack asked as he placed his hand on Teal'c's shoulder.

"O'neill, I have accidentally consumed alcohol. Yet, I find that it does not affect me."

"Uh, whaddya mean? I don't see any booze around," Jack said as he looked around, hoping to find some.

"Daniel Jackson has informed me that eggnog has trace amounts of alcohol and I have consumed twelve cups," Teal'c replied.

"There's no alcohol in there!" Jack exclaimed, "Oho, Danny boy's got his information all egged up."

Teal'c nodded immediately, "If there is truth in your words, I must continue to pursue consuming eggnog."

Before Jack could say anything about this odd logic, Teal'c left to "pursue consuming eggnog". The Colonel just shrugged and looked around. His eyes rested on the jolly, rosy cheeked bald man—General Hammond.

"Well, I'm guessing you're enjoying yourself? With these new decorations?" Jack said as he offered the General a small stocking filled with candy.

He took it graciously and smiled, "Of course I am."

"You know, I wonder what happened to my old decorations?"

Hammond felt somewhat guilty now and seeing the eyes of the Colonel soften a bit when he mentioned the decorations, he felt that he had to confess.

"Jack, about your decorations, the truth is—"

"Don't tell me what happened to it. I was just wondering for a little moment. Now, let's fill ourselves with a little holiday cheer by the snack table."

General Hammond patted Jack on the back as they headed to the table. However, before they could get to the food, Daniel stood in their way, looking a bit tipsy.

"Hey, look at my two favorite military men! I have to thank you for putting up with Jack all year," Dr. Jackson drunkenly said to General Hammond and then looked at Jack, "And you, Jack, are like the older—older—brother, or come to think of it, even uncle, yeah, older uncle that I've never had!"

With that, he encased the General and the Colonel in a big hug.

"Daniel. Daniel!" Jack barked as Daniel slumped away from them and leaned on the table for support.

"What is the matter with you son?" Hammond asked, worriedly.

"One too many eggnog glasses?" Jack offered sarcastically.

"By George, I think he's got it!" Daniel said as he chuckled and took a sip of eggnog.

Jack took the cup away from him, "Daniel, there is no alcohol in here."

Daniel gave him a puzzled expression, "You're joking."

"Not this time, Danny boy. Ya think Doc would let Cassie drink this stuff if there was alcohol in it?" Jack said as he pointed at Cassie who was drinking eggnog and Janet standing right beside her.

Daniel no longer slouched and straightened himself up. He cleared his throat. There was a very awkward silence between the three.

"Older uncle? I'm not that old am I?" Jack asked.

"I'm going to go break the news to Teal'c," Daniel said as he dashed off to the other end of the table to join his buddy Teal'c.

General Hammond looked at Jack, "I guess this will be one of those Christmases that you'll never forget."

"Never forget," Jack said and quickly added, "I'm not that old, right?"

Hammond only answered with a hearty laugh.

Janet blasted up the holiday music and soon the SGC was alive with the warmth and joy of all of its members: Sam and Cassie worked on getting Jack to dance. Janet worked on convincing Daniel that he was not, in fact, inebriated. Teal'c worked on drinking off all the eggnog whilst the other SGC personnel cheered him on. And finally, General Hammond worked on trying not to work and to enjoy the moment—which he gladly did.

And so… everyone on base was happy again and enjoying all the glorious festivities— even General Hammond. They danced the night away, exchanged gifts, and wished each other wishes of joyful delight!

Meanwhile… on a planet in a galaxy far, far away…

The red-glowing-eyed, hooved dictator sat on his throne of marshmellowy goodness with his henchman, the pirate Santa, sitting by his side. The people of this land were afraid of their brilliant new god. All through the night, they trembled as they heard a message echoing throughout the land:

"Merry Christmas to All and to All a Good Night!"

The End!

Happy Holidays!