He smiled, and in that smile Sam could see the slow appearance of two dimples that reminded her so much of the one's she dreamt about at night. "Oh, right. Sorry, I'm Luke O'Neill, Jack's youngest brother, and this is my daughter, Phebe."
Sam returned his smile warmly, "Hi, I'm Sam Carter. Come on in, Luke." Sam smiled again at Phebe, "Hello, Phebe, how are you today?"
The young girl giggled at being included in the grown-up's conversation and turned her face so it was tucked securely into her father's shoulder. "Don't be upset," Luke explained to Sam, "Phebe's a little bit shy around new people."
"That's alright, I'm not offended in the slightest." As Sam led Luke and Phebe through the house to the living room, she saw Teal'c standing in front of the stereo, trying to figure out how to turn the blasted music off.
"Colonel Carter," Teal'c said when he heard her come into the room, "I do not understand how to turn off this device. It is unlike the one that O'Neill procured for my apartment."
Sam winced slightly, "Um, yeah. There you go, Teal'c," she said, turning off the CD player. "Hey, did you meet General O'Neill's younger brother, Luke yet?"
"Indeed, I have not." Turning around so the younger man could clearly see him, Teal'c bowed his head slightly, "It is an honor to meet the sibling of Jack O'Neill. I am Teal'c Murray."
Luke looked slightly confused and intimidated but was saved having to answer by the timely arrival of Jack.
"So, Carter, who was it?" Jack said as he bounded into the living room. Upon seeing his younger brother, Jack stopped dead in his tracks. It was actually Phebe who broke the pair of their staring contest.
"Unc' Jack!" she cried in joy, holding out her arms to him.
Jack caught her easily, swinging her around before bringing her to rest on his hip. "Hey, Phebe! And how are you?"
She giggled again; it was the usual infectious giggle of a two-year-old girl. Sam could see why Jack had problems with her use of the noise. "Great! Daddy had me start a news da'care this years."
"Really?" Jack raised his eyebrows and looked at Sam. "Huh, who woulda thunk in?"
The Air Force Lt. Colonel rolled her eyes, "Sir, I don't know what you're talking about." Turning her attention back to Luke she asked, "So, where do you two live?"
"San Diego."
Jack's face bore one of his smirks that he was hardly able to use. It was his 'I'm right, you're wrong and YOU know it' smirk. "And Phebe's day care provider is a guy about Manny's age named Mark Carter?"
Luke looked at his brother and Sam, wondering what was under the surface there. "That's right. I don't know how you know that, Jack."
Phebe answered, her small fingers clutched around Jack's dog tags, "Sam's Mr. Car'er's sister. He has picteres of her on his desk."
Now it was Sam's turn to be surprised, "He does?"
The little girl nodded, warming up nicely to the pretty lady there and proud of her knowledge of her day care provider. She still wasn't so sure about the big dark man in the corner, but he looked like he needed to have a friend.
Sam smiled warmly at the little girl, "He's right. I am. I work with your Uncle Jack, he's my boss."
Phebe giggled, a charming sound that made Sam grin, "Wanna see my dolly, Aunty Sam?"
Sam and Jack exchanged a very interesting look before she replied by saying, "I'd love to, Phebe. Come on, we can go and put your stuff in the room you're going to be sleeping in with your cousins. Since you and your dad are the first ones here, you get the first choice of which bed you want." Sam took the little girl's hand as she hopped out of the arms of her uncle and took her bag from her father.
"So, Phebe, what kind of doll is it?" Sam asked as they walked down into the basement that Sam had recently discovered had four bedrooms in it.
"Major Matt Mason. Daddy used t'play wiv one when he was lit' so he boughts me one, too."
A/N: The spelling mistakes and bad grammar for Phebe was intentional. She may be a smart 2 year old (smart enough to speak in whole sentences when most children her age are just starting to speak), but she is still just 2 years old.
Please review. I'll see what I can do about posting again before Thanksgiving if a lot of you are kind enough to review!