Sorry I didn't get this part out as quickly as usual, but I had one of my own fics to post. I've got two WIP's on the go and was getting a bit behind with them. Thanks for all the reviews for the first part of this story – I know Jackie appreciates them.

Flatkatsi. (Jackie's fic poster for anyone new to her stories)

Christmas is for Sharing - part two

The snowball that hit Jack on the back of the head as he leaned into the truck to get more packages, nearly undid his Christmas cheer resolve as the ice slid down his collar wetting his shirt.

He threw the packages back into the truck and turned around to find Jonas standing with a look of horror on his face, and a smirking Teal'c moving away.

"You …" muttered Jack, advancing on Jonas, who was also now backing away.

Jack quickly bent, and scooping up some snow, let fly with deadly accuracy on the surprised Kelownan. Teal'c gave a cry and began to mould more snow, quickly letting fly at both the Colonel and Jonas.

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It was a mad scene that greeted Sam as she drove carefully onto the drive. The snowball that bounced on her chest as she got out of her car was accompanied by a cry of "YES!"

"Okay … this means war!" she yelled, and began scooping snow and throwing at the three men as fast as she could.

Sam soon decided that Teal'c was a good man to have on her side and began to pelt Jonas and the Colonel. It was much more fun trying to hit the Colonel's body bits that she couldn't just touch.

Teal'c joined in with renewed interest, and they soon had the Colonel and the Kelownan thoroughly covered in snow, until Sam was tackled to the ground and rolled unmercifully, cold fingers trying to tickle her.

Jack gave a surprised grunt when his other team mates lifted him off Sam, before rolling him to the ground and stuffing snow into every crevice they could find. Sam was laughing hard, but could so not resist the handful of snow she managed to thrust down the front of his shirt, against his skin.

His surprised yelp followed by "Carter … you are so gonna get it for that!" didn't really worry her … she had Jonas and Teal'c to back her up… didn't she? A quick look around enforced the knowledge that her so-called back-up had meekly returned to emptying the truck, and her eyes widened in the realization that she was on her own with this one.

"Uh, Sir … uh … Colonel?" She backed away from the man who was lurching to his feet like the abominable snowman, grabbing a fistful of snow and holding it threateningly towards her. With a shriek, she ran towards the tree that dominated Jack's front garden, dodging around the trunk, trying to keep that between herself and the snowman chasing her.

Jack suddenly threw himself against the trunk and Sam shrieked again as the branches dumped their load of cold crisp snow all over them, closely followed by a cold fist pulling at her jacket and the sudden icy wetness of the snow being shoved down her clothing …

"Now we're even," laughed Jack, shaking his head like a dog, letting more snow fly at her, his face inches from hers.

Sam looked at him, standing there, his face alive, his eyes screaming his happiness and passion at her. His hair was plastered to his head with the snow and sweat ran down him, his breath sending happy signals into the air before her. She cocked her head slightly, her breath catching in her throat as she longed to take him into her arms and kiss him.

The moment was broken by a shout from Jonas. "You got more stuff in the car, Sam?"

Jack's eyes didn't leave hers. "We should …"

"Yes … we should …" Just for one fraction of a second she saw the pain in his eyes as he turned away from her, but the distress she felt suddenly forgotten as she was ceremoniously dumped on her ass … again.

"Race you to the house." called Jack, laughing as he moved off.

Sam sat for a moment. When she was a little girl - before real life had any relevance on her dreams - she used to make a Christmas wish. Now with all her heart she wished she could make that wish once more … and believe it.

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It took a while, but eventually everyone was showered and changed, and they were all settled having a hot drink. Jack had taken the time to light the fire and the welcoming warmth from it cast a warm glow upon them all. The stereo was playing softly in the background; Christmas carols for the benefit of Jonas … well, that was what the Colonel claimed…

Jonas had exclaimed upon seeing the tree that Jack had taken the trouble to decorate in the lounge. The soft glow from the lights lit coloured patterns across his face as he sat gazing at it.

Sam had to admit it was a lovely tree, much better than what she would have done, if she bothered that was, and coming to the Colonel's was a good excuse to not bother – yet again.

Even Teal'c sighed in contentment, drawing curious looks from his companions.

"Thank you, O'Neill, for the trouble you have gone to. This is most welcoming."

Jack ducked his head a little, putting another log onto the fire. "Ah, no trouble, T, but thanks."

Teal'c inclined his head in acknowledgement and continued to sip the hot chocolate he was given, occasionally bobbing a marshmallow with a curious finger, the sticky froth from the drink coating his upper lip.

Jack quirked his brow and made a motion across his own lip at Teal'c who eventually grasped what O'Neill was trying to tell him.

Sam sat half watching her companions. The hot shower after the cold had her glowing, and she was now satiated with warm contentment. She curled her legs up beneath her, savouring the rich chocolate drink.

Jonas was never still. He began with the tree and then moved around the room examining things, giving the Colonel a careful look before he touched anything and when seeing no objection from that quarter, examining whatever took his fancy. The chocolate had been consumed quickly by Jonas with a lip smacking appreciation, and now he was standing over at one of the Colonel's bookshelves looking forlornly at the bottom of his empty mug.

Jack smiled, noticing the young man's expression.

"More chocolate, Jonas?" he asked, rising, knowing the Kelownan wouldn't refuse.

Jonas nodded with enthusiasm and thrust his empty mug at the Colonel so suddenly that Jack had to laugh. Shaking his head ruefully, he went to fetch Jonas a refill. Passing Sam on his way back in from the kitchen, he threw her the bag of opened mallows which she tucked into with relish.

"Uh, Carter … not sharing?" he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

Sam flushed a little, and then looked at Jonas and Teal'c as if daring them to accept the proffered bag. Fortunately, both men valued their body parts and declined gracefully … Jonas had learned remarkably quickly not to come between Sam and her relish of chocolate and mallows.

Sam smirked as if to say 'See?' and then put a mallow to her mouth, the tip of her tongue coming out to tease the fluffy white delicacy, darting back in sugar-coated, to transfer the sensation to her mouth, licking her lips with relish before it darted out to taste the sweet yet again.

All the time Sam's eyes were firmly fixed on the Colonel and she watched as he stared, fascinated. Seeing his eyes firmly pinned to her tongue, she wiggled it enticingly yet again … then took a bite from the mallow and allowed it to dissolve slowly in her mouth. She put the remaining mallow in, sucking on the sweet sticky residue on her fingers.

Jack couldn't move … he was glued to her tongue … all the blood in his body had seemingly travelled south as he watched the witch of his dreams take complete satisfaction and sensuous delight …

Sam finished the next mallow a little more quickly, her tongue flitting on her lips in search of a missed morsel and Jack couldn't help but emit a groan.

His groan made Sam smile, she knew just what she was doing -- payback for dumping her in the snow.

Payback is a bitch, O'Neill … and tonight she's called Sam.

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Jack stood and quickly turned to feed the already-blazing fire more wood, before he abruptly gathered the now empty mugs up and returned them to the kitchen.

Sam turned her head after watching him march from the room to find her two team-mates regarding her.

"What?" she mouthed, all innocence.

Jonas swallowed whatever he was about to say, but Teal'c merely inclined an eyebrow at her before speaking. "You see here, Jonas Quinn, yet another Tauri ritual."

Jonas coughed and turned his open mouth to Teal'c. "Ritual?" His voice cracked slightly, almost squeaking.

"The Carter and O'Neill ritual." Teal'c replied, giving Sam a brief and rare smile to calm her surprise before he stood to put on the television, undoubtedly to draw the still-gaping Kelownan into the wonderful world of make-believe that Teal'c had become infatuated with on his own.

Sam grinned at Teal'c's words. She knew the Jaffa wasn't blind to what 'wasn't' going on, and at times had even hinted that she should do something about it.

However, she decided that what she had done was certainly dirty pool and maybe her poor CO didn't deserve such … teasing?

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Sam made her way into the kitchen and stood there for a brief moment or two, before deciding to make herself known. She got really close - boy he must be distracted – it was hard to get this close to the Colonel without him knowing.

She turned her giggle into a cough when Jack O'Neill promptly dropped the mug he was washing back into the sink at the sound of her voice just inches from his ear.

"Jesus, Carter," he snapped as the water splashed up at him, "Give me heart attack wouldya!"

Sam smiled a little. "Nope, came to offer to wash up. Sorry."

Jack regarded her for a moment, trying to sort out just what she was sorry for, before he hooked the mug back from the water and shrugged a little. "I'm almost done. Thanks anyway." He had decided to give up sorting out her meaning. He was way past this …

Sam gave him a gentle smile, picked up the tea-towel and began to dry the draining mugs while Jack attacked the milk pan.

Jack watched her as he absently scrubbed the pan, still trying to weigh up if more vengeance would be nigh.

Sam looked up at his face. "What?" she mouthed.

"Nothing … err, truce?" he asked. giving her a wide smile.

"Mmm, got you worried, Colonel?" she asked, loving the way he smiled, then watched him frown before smiling again.

"Very." he admitted with a growl, and plonked the now clean milk pan into her hands before he left her alone in the kitchen -- just her -- and the blasted milk pan.

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By the time Sam came back into the lounge the three men had sprawled out, well, Jonas and Jack had sprawled. She didn't think Teal'c knew how to. She had to step carefully around Jonas on the floor before claiming the end of the couch near Jack's feet -- Jack's bare feet. She idled away the next couple of hours between bouts of watching a completely idiotic film and his toes. Every wiggle, every movement carefully filed away -- god, he had sexy feet -- she ended up trapping her hands between her thighs to stop herself from taking hold of and massaging each toe.

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Eventually they called it a night. Jack had warned them they had a busy day planned for Christmas Eve, and suggested they all go to bed early. Despite their questioning, he simply shook his head and said to wait and see, a huge grin on his face all the time.

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