Disclaimer: See chapter one.

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"Sam, you're sure that Daniel was picking the doc up?"

Sam nodded, sipping her eggnog and risking a glance at her colonel. Whoa, she thought, when did he become my colonel? But, if she were honest with herself, which she'd tried to do more and more since Daniel had descended, Jack had always been hers. "He's picking her up. I told you, Jack, Daniel was swinging by her place and then they were both coming back to the mountain."

Jack sighed and rubbed the back of his neck tiredly. "Sam, they're late."

Sam's eyes widened as she glanced down at her watch. "Uh-oh."

Jack nodded. "Yeah, Sam. And from what Major Davis said, that stuff outside is really coming down."

Sam gulped, the color leaving her cheeks. "A blizzard?" she whispered. Images of her two friends stranded in the snow flashed before her eyes. "I should call them."

Jack nodded, his eyes grim. "And then we go hunting for them."

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Daniel was stretched over the delectable woman, his arms braced on either side of her as he sampled her lips for the hundredth time. His dinner jacket had long since been stripped off to lay with the dozen or so dresses that Janet had abandoned. Other than that, he was still completely clothed.

The same could not be said for the woman squirming beneath him. Daniel had apparently been very serious about unwrapping the lovely Janet. The teddy that she had been wearing was hanging from the edge of her dresser drawer and the stockings were puddled on the floor. And, truth be told, Daniel couldn't think of a more erotic sight than Janet lying beneath him, her auburn curls spread across the bedspread.

"Daniel," she moaned as he abandoned her lips to move lower, his lips capturing a taut nipple. Her fingers burrowed into his short hair and she could feel his laughter against his skin as he suckled at her.

The ringing of the telephone was not a welcome interruption.

Janet let loose a groan as Daniel reached blindly for the phone. Whoever was calling had better be dying, he decided as he thrust the phone into Janet's hand, his mouth never leaving her breast.

Janet decided that Daniel was indeed a very evil man.

"Hello?" she offered breathily, barely noticing the tremor in her voice.

"Janet?" came the incredulous question.

"Sam?" replied Janet, her fingers tightening around the phone as Daniel nipped at her sensitive skin. "What do you need?" she demanded, passion glazing her eyes as she watched Daniel slowly rise from the bed and start to remove his own clothing.

Socks and shoes first. Then that ridiculous bow tie.

"Are you alright, Janet?"

Gone went the shirt, cufflinks left to lie on the bedside table.

"I'm fine, Sam."

Gone went the belt, tossed towards the door.

"Is Daniel with you, Janet?"

Slowly, so very slowly, went the pants.

"Hmmm? Oh, yes, Sam, Daniel's with me."

Boxers. She'd heard the debate before--boxers or briefs. Definitely boxers.

"Janet, is something wrong? You sound funny."

Janet groaned as Daniel shed the last piece of his clothing and crawled back onto the bed to join a very flushed Janet. "I'm fine, Sam. We're just going to be a little late."

Daniel arched an eyebrow at Janet and reached for the phone. "Sam?"

"Daniel, what happened? You're really late! Jack's been worried. I've been worried. There's a blizzard outside!"

Daniel chuckled as he curled one hand around Janet's hip and pulled her closer to him. "Slow down, Sam. We're not going to make it."

"What!" squawked Sam.

Jack, apparently deciding that he needed to take control of the situation, took the phone from Sam. "What do you mean that you're not going to make it?"

Daniel grinned down at the woman who was offering him the most inviting smile imaginable. "Well, Jack, I have a better offer. We'll see you Christmas morning."

Jack grumbled. "What's this better offer, Daniel?"

Daniel offered an even wider grin down at the woman sprawled beneath him. "I'm unwrapping a very special gift. We'll talk later, Jack. Merry Christmas."

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Jack stared at the phone in his hand, certain that just before Daniel had disconnected he'd heard a very female laugh.

"So?" asked a more than miffed Sam.

Jack shrugged, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he handed the phone back to Sam. "He's unwrapping gifts, Sam. Smart man," he added as he leaned down to brush a quick kiss on Sam's lips.

"Merry Christmas, Sam."

Finis (for now)