A/N: Warning – Extreme Sweetness Ahead.

This little snippet takes place when the twins are about 18 months old. If you are following the Alone series, it happens soon after Sam and the kids come home from Kheb and the family returns to Colorado Springs at the end of Part 2.

FATHER'S DAY

It was Sunday morning in the O'Neill household. Although many things were still in boxes from the move, Sam had made sure certain items of clothing she needed for this very special day were easily available to her.

The sun was just coming up. Sam knew that her husband was an early riser, so she didn't have much time to prepare his Father's Day surprise. Part one of course was the hearty breakfast Jack loved and Sam usually avoided like the plague. She'd told him repeatedly it was guaranteed to clog his arteries long before his time. On special occasions she gave in.

Part two, and the best part as far as she was concerned, was having everyone dressed appropriately for the occasion.

Sam had slipped on her leggings and the new hockey jersey she'd purchased at the specialty shop. Emblazoned on the back of the burgundy jersey in bright blue letters were the words Team O'Neill. Looked pretty good if she did say so herself. Before she'd left the master bedroom, she'd laid a matching jersey (again in the colors of Jack's favorite team, the Colorado Avalanche) draped over her husband's sleeping figure, hoping he'd get the idea and decide to wear it today.

Grace and Jake were still in their cribs, wide awake and waiting patiently for mommy to get them up. In itself that was a miracle! Thank goodness for small favors. She didn't want Jack to wake up before Grace and Jake were ready with his surprise.

The twins must have sensed something special was on mommy's agenda as they were more cooperative that usual, actually holding still as they were dressed and smiling angelically. This was Sam's lucky day. Before she knew it, her two cherubs were in their Team O'Neill shirts and toddling quietly out to the kitchen.

As Sam was preparing breakfast, (Egg-beaters, actually, Jack never knew the difference), the twins busied themselves with the newest set of building blocks, delighting in tumbling down towers of various sizes. In the midst of the controlled chaos of laughs and chortles, Jack appeared in the doorway, dutifully wearing his new jersey along with a big grin.

Grace and Jake, well rehearsed for the moment, jumped up on cue, sporting their pint sized jerseys which proclaimed "I love my Daddy" and ran to Jack with big smiles, each attaching themselves to one of his legs before he bent down to pick them up.

Sam turned from the skillet to take in the sight of her family, proudly displaying the front of her own jersey which proclaimed the truth of the matter, "I love my kids' Daddy".

Jack, with one toddler firmly in each arm, and a jersey that read simply "Daddy", smiled widely and said with feeling, "I love you too, Mrs. O'Neill."

It was the beginning of a perfect Father's Day.

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