"Great! Now first we need to tackle the decorations, then we can focus on presents."
"I'll only do the presents on one condition," Sam said seriously.
"What?"
"My name gets to be on the card."
Jack laughed, "Yeah, sure, you betcha."
Three hours later both Air Force officers were bent over the laptop, pointing at some of the items shown, whispering to one another and laughing.
"Jack! You cannot buy your thirteen year old nephew a chess set made with shot glasses!" Sam cried.
"Why not, Sam?" Jack asked innocently.
"Don't you think Tamar would have a problem with that?"
"Manny wouldn't."
"But Tamar would, and if the mother wouldn't like the gift – you're not getting it! That's final."
Jack grumbled something about 'insubordination' and 'really hot, desert planets' under his breath while he deleted the object from his cart. "I'm going to get another beer, want one?" Jack asked, as he got up to go into the kitchen.
"Sure, Jack." Sam said as she typed an item into the search of Overstock and waited for the results to come up.
The phone rang beside her and she heard Jack yell, "Can you get that, please, Sam?"
"Hello?" Sam said into the receiver.
"Hi, is this Jonathan O'Neill's house?" the man on the other end asked.
Sam frowned, "Yeah, this is Jack O'Neill's house."
"Can I talk to him, ma'am?" the voice was slowly getting annoyed.
"Sure, hang on a minute," Sam covered the telephone with her hand and hollered at her CO, "Jack! The phone is strangely enough - for you!"
"Who is it?" he asked coming back in to sit down again by his beautiful 2IC.
Sam put the receiver again to her ear, "Who is this?"
"His brother, Gabriel. Who are you?"
"No one of consequence. Here's Jack."
She handed the phone to Jack saying, "It's Gabriel."
Jack's eyes widened and he quickly grabbed the phone from Sam. "Gabe! How's it going?"
Amusement was evident in the other man's voice, "It's goin' great Jack. As I can tell it is for you, also. So, what gives with a chick answering your house telephone? Something the family should be aware of?"
Jack rolled his eyes at Sam, who giggled in response. He glared at her before speaking, "No, it wasn't anyone the family should be aware of. And I'd really like to see you call her a 'chick' to her face. She's an Air Force Lt. Colonel and could beat your ass."
Gabe laughed at that, "Sure Jack. I'll take your word on that."
"Just wait until Hanukkah, you'll meet her then," at that Sam's head shot up and she started shaking her head furiously. Jack put a hand over the speaker and said to her, "I'll make it an order if I have to, Carter."
Unfortunately (or fortunately, depends on how you look at it) Sam was wearing a button up shirt and her only response was a pout and to unbutton the next button on her blouse, revealing the edge of her black satin bra. Jack growled deep in his throat before turning his attention back to what his brother was saying.
"So, I was just calling to see if you needed any help with stuff, and to let you know that if you buy anything remotely related to pink or femininity for Ziporah you'll get your head bitten off, and it's the exact opposite for Priscilla."
"What about Mary and Jesse?"
"They want to both be like their Uncle Jack right now, so get them something that has to do with the Air Force and they'll be thrilled." Gabe paused before saying, "I really got to go now, Jack. Jesse just woke up and he's not a happy camper. Bye, bro."
"Bye, Gabe."
A/N: Before you say anything, I know I'm pushing it with the whole thing with Sam, but remember - Jack's not part of a synogogue at the moment. Not to mention that there will be NO adultery in this fanfiction! NONE! Teasing...yeah, a little in the next chapter, but NO SEX BEFORE MARRIAGE! Please review! And have a happy Sukkot everyone!