A/N: sorry it took so long for me to update but the whether has been so hot where I live that my computer can't be turned on for more than short periods of time and I was a bit stumped as to how I wanted this chapter to go.

Thanks for all the friendly reviews and interest.

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Vala was bored. So much gold, so little to spend it on as she had owned, at least at one point, every valuable trinket in the galaxy.

She wandered around the ship sighing heavily and loudly enough for Daniel to hear.

Daniel ignored her; he hated it when she began brooding out loud. It meant she was in dire need of something exciting to do.

Something exciting that usually resulted in them getting injured, kidnapped, imprisoned, killed (on numerous occasions, it was nice to know that he wasn't the only one in the universe with a knack for dying and reviving), trapped, tortured…or, worst of all, rich beyond their wildest dreams.

When Vala tightened her gaze at him because she realized he wasn't paying attention to her less than silent pouting, and idea struck her, "Let's go visit our darling daughter, shall we?"

If nothing else she could at least unload some of her taunting jewels upon the girl.

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Amanda woke once again to the sound of her phone ringing and cursed in Goa'uld.

"I thought you're dad told you never to cuss in a foreign language" Mumbled Jacob, who had somehow managed to tangle his arms around her waist during their nap, and had his head buried in her neck.

"How did you know I was cussing?" she replied.

"It's eight o clock in the morning on your day off" he answered.

Amanda ignored the call for a moment to examine the position her and her teammate had wound themselves into and frowned, "This is very…"

Awkward? Cozy? Bad?

She was not sure what word to use in order to finish that sentence. She wasn't even sure how she felt about waking up in her bed snuggled against Jacob O'Neill.

"Nice?" Jacob offered.

Amanda's frown deepened, "I don't know, go make us some coffee while I think about it"

He grinned coyly and rolled out of their compromising embrace, landing firmly with both feet on the floor, "Spend one night with a girl and suddenly you're married to 'em"

Amanda quickly answered the incessant phone before her mind had a chance to process a snappy remark to her friend's comment, "Hello?"

"Guess who?" a delighted voice from the other end of the line asked.

Amanda sat up and hurriedly kicked off her mountain of covers, startled to hear her mother's voice, "Mom! What are you doing on earth?" the girl didn't realize how frantic she sounded to the finely tuned ear of her mother.

There was a pause, "Amanda…" Vala drawled the name slowly, "What were you doing before I called?"

The woman cringed, her mother had a weird psychic ability to deduce when something, anything, was out of place with her offspring just by a simple greeting; it came with the territory of Vala's chosen profession, she was used to dealing with people who may drop a deal or bolt on a bargain, so she had a honing sense that would sniff out lies and nervousness in order to protect her end of the exchange.

"Nothing…I was sleeping"

"Who with?"

"Who with?" Amanda asked incredulously.

"You had that Shit-I'm-Caught tone in your voice when you answered. And you're my daughter, and you have your father's late sleeping habits, which leads to me to believe that the only illegal activity you would be performing at this hour requires an accomplice and a bedroom" Vala stated.

Amanda pulled an O'Neill and completely blanked for a moment. Then she pulled a Jackson and began stuttering, "N-n-nobody, n-n-one. Ummm, Jacob and I accidentally, umm…fell asleep…together…that's all"

"Jacob?" it was her mother's turn to be appalled.

Amanda dove into the strategic mode of changing the subject, "You must be at the SGC, I'm so glad you could visit, I'll be there in a few minutes, love you, bye"

She hung up quickly and fumbled to her closet, tossing off her pajamas and throwing on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

She grabbed her glasses, ran a hand threw her hair, exited her room and entered the kitchen in record time. She had gained the habit of being able to dress and get ready for work in less than three minutes, this way she could still nurture her desire to sleep in and keep her job.

Jacob was pouring two cups of coffee and had a plate of mixed fruits sitting on the small table in the middle of her tiled floor.

Amanda growled throatily at her friend in the most menacing way, "I hate you" she stated.

He just raised his eyebrows at her and smiled, "Breakfast?"

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"Shopping" were the first words that Amanda heard upon entering her office at the SGC.

"Hello, mom, dad" she welcomed, followed by a large, sarcastic yawn.

Her father immediately recognized the show of overt tiredness to be a dig at the fact that they were interrupting her lazy day off, and although she was probably thrilled to see them…well, to see him, she really wished she could just go back to bed.

"We need to go shopping" Vala repeated, not caring that her daughter seemed to be ready to faint if she didn't get more sleep in the next five seconds.

"Why?" Amanda asked, absent-mindedly walking over to her bookshelf and pulling down the Ancient scrolls she had been trying to study. If she was going to be yanked back on base, she was at least going to get some work done.

She set the items on her desk and began scanning them, noticing when her father's unsuppressed curiosity had him peering over her shoulder.

Vala frowned at the two; "Because you've obviously been working too hard," she muttered indignantly, leaning over and snatching the old scrolls from out of the scholars' respective vision.

Amanda and Daniel blinked their similar blue gazes up in unison, "I was reading that" they complained at the exact same time.

Vala wrinkled her nose at the reaction, "Who wants to waist a perfectly good day on studying ancient dead things?"

"I do" both Jackson's again answered at once.

Vala scowled at them, "She just had to inherit your absolutely void sense of fun" she commented.

Amanda circled around her desk and took back the parchments her mother had swiped, "I have to finish this translation by next week anyway"

"So you have plenty of time to help me update your wardrobe" Vala announced happily.

Amanda shot a "help me" look in her father's direction, "I don't want to go shopping," she said with a slight whine in her voice.

Daniel sighed, "Vala…" he began.

"Less talk, more walk" was the only reply either of them received as Vala once again tore the scrolls away from her daughter and tossed them aside, ushering her out of the office.

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It was almost six o' clock in the evening before Jacob saw Amanda again that day. She surprised him by barging into his house with loads of shopping bags slung over her arms and a frantic expression on her face.

"You look distressed, Amanda Jackson" Lif'kel, who was in the kitchen preparing dinner, commented as he came into the hall to investigate the sudden commotion.

Amanda disgustedly threw down the bags she was carrying, and without answering her friend, she marched over to the living room and peered out the window that offered a clear view of the drive way.

She sighed in relief when she saw that her father had finally driven off with her protesting, lunatic, mother.

"I just spent five hours mall hopping," she said in a menacing tone, turning to face her amused teammates.

Jacob smiled broadly, "And here I had been trying to throw together some devious plan to pay you back for making me spend a night in quarantine when your mother was effectively out getting my revenge for me"

"Laugh it up, flyboy. I'm using your computer to help finish my translations on those scrolls" she bit out bitterly, "Now that my downtime has been sufficiently spoiled, I may as well use the rest of it to get some work done"

"Why don't you just use your laptop?" Jacob asked.

"My mother confiscated it"

"Base computer?"

"She's locked me out of my office"

"Who am I to mess with such great efforts to keep you from working?"

Amanda ground her teeth in frustration, "The universe conspires against me during regular working hours and decides to put in overtime" she grumbled.

"Ooooo" Jacob said, turning his attention to the forgotten shopping bags, "What did'ya get?" he asked, rubbing his hands together and proceeding to rummage through the foreboding items.

Lif'kel and Amanda both gave him indiscernible looks as he picked through the mounds of clothing and scrutinized each article: tossing aside with disgust the ones he didn't like and beaming fondly at the ones he did.

"Sometimes I wonder if O'Neill has not properly developed past his childhood mentality" Lif'kel commented.

"Stop wondering, he hasn't"