28. February. 2019

Stargate SG-1 and Atlantis Challenge 2019:

Write a story where person(s) who know about the TV series get somehow transported into the Stargate world (That's called "Fan-Insert ") or where SG-1 and/or SG-Atlantis-1 somehow get hold of their own TV series, which they( the characters ) than watch (That's called " Characters watch their own series "). There is the possibility to combine the two.

Write your own story to the challenge too.

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A car stops.

A young woman gets out of the car and says 'Goodbye'. The car speeds away. She is wearing blue jeans, a black leather jacket and a green long sleeved shirt. On her back is a blue backpack. She has long black hair and blue eyes. She just got back from her university. She is walking to a 5 storey building. A shout ranges out:

" Elisa! "

A teenager runs to her. His mother is behind him coming to the building too. " Don't shout", his mother tells him. The brown haired 15-years old hugs Elisa and turns to his mother: "Can I stay with Elisa today and tonight?" His mother turns to the university student and smiles: " Do you want to? Aren't you busy?"

Elisa answers:" No. It's Friday and I haven't planned anything. Actually, I wanted to watch the series. So it fits. If you want to, I can cook and Martin can stay till Saturday night." " Can i ? " " OK. How about I send him in half an hour with my special pasta sauce? " "Great.", Elisa and Martin say. " Should I give you some money?" " No. I went to the bank today. I won't say 'No' to more of your pasta sauce next week.", Elisa answered the woman.

They go into their own apartments.

30 minutes later

Elisa had the water cooking, the sweets and chips on the table and her Stargate DVD collection ready. Knock, Knock She opens the door. She throws the pasta into the water. They eat and than sit down before the TV. They watched a part of season 1 when Martin asks: " Can I have your jacket? It's getting a bit colder." Elisa answers: " It's autumn but it isn't that cold. You just want to wear it.", he smiles, " You will need the jacket when we watch the fireworks later on my balcony." She walks into her bedroom and comes out with a green jacket. A green jacket with a Stargate patch on the schoulder. On the name tag is 'E. O'Neill'. She puts the jacket over his shoulders.

They keep watching Stargate SG-1 until 15 minutes before 11 pm. Elisa stands and both of them go separately into the bathroom. Elisa traps Martins cream coloured jacket, opens the balcony door and goes out. Martin comes out. She holds his jacket out to him. "Can I keep this one? ", Martin asks. She nicks and puts it on her left arm. Her right hand rest on his shoulder. They look up to the sky when the firework starts.

They have been watching the fireworks for 20 minutes when bigger and stronger light- fireworks get send up. A big light. Elisa is looking into the sky and notices than something is different with it and she isn't talking about the fireworks which explode in the sky now. The for works are smaller and not so many. She looks down and freezes for a second. She looks around herself; they aren't on her balcony anymore. They are standing on a sidewalk, behind them a park before them some small houses. Martin interrupts her, still looking into the sky,and says: " This fireworks aren't that great now. They look like that battery things from the store." He is still looking at the fireworks.

"That is because they are from the store most likely. Look down. "

Martin looks away from the fireworks. "That doesn't fit. Pause Am I imagine it or are that houses and we are on the street and not on you balcony?" "No. I see it too." Martin squats down and touches the concrete. "It's real.", he says. " Give me mine jacket and put on yours. " He understands her reasons and hurries up. "This doesn't looks like our neighbourhood."

"What should we do?", Martin asks. " For the moment we keep walking and try to find out where we are. We shouldn't stand still for to long.", she says. "Do you think we get back home if we stay long enough at this place?", he asks. "No." They round a corner and see a bus stop.

"Shit!"

Martin is confused. It shows on his face. Elisa explains: " I know the bus lines and bus stops in our city and that one is not one of them.", he grimaces, " Let's find out in which town we are. The text are in English. If we're lucky we are still in North America or Europe. So we shouldn't have problems getting out of the country. At least we aren't in a country were woman are looked at as property."

He adds: "Or a desert or jungle. Or some island. Or China. " She gives him a look. "What? You can't read Mandarin either."

"What's wrong in a jungle? There's food there.", Elisa asks.

Martin answers: " And dangerous poisonous plants and animals."

They look at the map at the bus station. Martin is happy: "We're still in America. So we somehow got teleported?" Elisa: "Not just somewhere. We travelled in time." "What do you mean? Timetavel isn't real.", Martin asks. "Teleportation isn't a thing either. But it should be autumn and that flower there doesn't bloom in autumn." , Elisa tells him pointing to a flowerbed, "We are in Colorado. I somehow know the name of this town. But from where?"

Martin: "What now?"

Elisa: "It's getting lighter. So we're closer to morning. There's a shop down the street. We can go there later. We stay for the moment and I think and start to phone someone." He asks: "You still have your phone on you?"

She answers: " Yes. I have my wallet with me too. Yours is in your jacket pocket. We got lucky that we were still wearing our street clothes, shoes and jackets when this happened. Looks like phoning is out. My phone company doesn't exist and the net I was somehow able to use. I have a feeling that my phone shouldn't even connect that much. I tried calling friends and you parents landline but the number doesn't exist."

Both are worried. A pickup slows down and a man throws a newspaper package down. Both go there and read the headline.

"Great.", both say.

"So I was right. Did you read the date on it?", she asks. " 2002. ", he gets out, "I don't know this politicians. That law. Didn't they vote against it in 2002? The newspaper says they voted for it with two votes majority. What's going on?" " I don't know that politicians either AND that law was voted against. It's like we landed on a different Earth." She look at the map again and read a name on it. Where does she know that name from? She looks around and her jacket catches her eyes. 'No. That can't be it. But Glenwood Market. And we're in Colorado Springs. That's crazy. It's not like I can go to a police station and ask them to look up if our identities exist for fun.'

"Martin. I have an idea but it's s crazy and most likely wrong but what do you think? We go to a place in Colorado Springs and if I'm wrong we travel to our city."

"If we don't find our home? What do we do than?", he asks her worried. "We plan when we get there but we could come back to this neighbourhood and try to find something to go home?" Her answer calms him. "So where are we going?"

Elisa asks: "Do you remember that market you liked so much in Stargate? The episode with the colourful animals with not everyone can see." "The one with the handshake thing?" She nicks. "Yes. Glenwood Market." She point at a place on the map. "You don't really think that we are there, do you? That's crazy. Great but crazy and dangerous." She says: "I know. But it wouldn't hurt to check it out. We take the bus from this station, change twice and than we just have to walk a bit. We should find his house from there." "How do you know where his house is?", Martin asks. " I got curious and narrowed things down to that area. Glenwood Market is between that and Cheyenne Mountain too. Are you getting tired?" "No. I drunk enough Coke while watching Stargate." "That's good. Perhaps we should not mention Stargates and other things till we know what's going on. If we're not in the system and the police get us, we should say that you're my cousin."

The lights from a shop a few metres from them go on and a man opens the door from inside. It's a bakery.

" What do you think? The next bus comes in 20 minutes. We buy us something to eat for later, coffee for me and can check if they take my money. Let me give him a 20$ bill before we order to see if it's excepted. ", she says.

" Sounds good. Can I get a coffee too."

" You will most likely need it."

The two enter the bakery. The money is good. They buy different things to eat and two coffees: one black, one milk coffee.

The busses take them around Colorado Springs. They exit the last bus at a less populated area. They walk around the area, sit at a small playground at eat sweet buns and search the area more.

Around 9 o'clock in the morning they walk and lap up the sun. That's when Martin spots it.

"There. That looks just like on the TV.", Martin points.

A beautiful house. They walk closer and they is the name on the letterbox: 'O'Neill'. They ring the bell and knock. The door stays closed.

" Can I help you?", a female voice rings out in the morning quiet.

Elisa and Martin twirl fast around, shocked. The neighbour from next door is standing outside that house. Elisa recovers in a moment and smiles: "Hi. Do you know if he's home or left for work today. We were in the area and thought to surprise him." She turns to Martin and says quietly: " Stay and let me handle this. Say 'hello' and wave." He waves to the woman while Elisa walks to her.

"Good morning. I'm Elisa. Do you know if we missed him going to work or if he didn't come home yesterday? The visit is spontaneous and he doesn't know we wanted to come. So I don't know his schedule. I know he sometimes isn't home for a few days or longer but we wanted to take the chance."

"Good morning. That's not very responsible, especially if you know that.", the woman is fishing for information.

" Yes. My boss gave me a bonus and a week off. So I thought 'why not spend it on this'. I wanted to use the time. "

The woman looks her up and down. After she looks at the military jacket, her eyes widen. She thinks things over and than answers: "He hasn't been home for more than 3 days. I could call him?" "That would be nice of you but tell them not to hurry if something is going on and he is needed elsewhere. I would rather wait that cause something because he isn't where he needs to be. It's nice weather. I guess we will sit down in the back garden, wait for him and eat the pastries without him. I especially brought muffins with smarties for him. He can be such a child sometimes. I am sometimes too. If he doesn't turn up, I will have to leave a note. He will like the muffin even if it gets dry." The neighbour woman smiles, nicks and starts to leave. When she hits the sidewalk, she calls out: "Have a nice day. Good luck."

When the neighbour woman turns a corner, she rethinks the situation. That woman. Elisa. She looked the part and obviously knew Mr. O'Neill but still. It would be better to make a phone call to the local Sheriff who knew how to reach Mr. O'Neill. A phonecall later she is more relaxed.

The Sheriff calls his friend. It rings.

oooOXOooo

Colonel O'Neill is happy that the "workday" is over. They normally would have had to stay for the day but after the problems with the gate, the 48 hours "overtime" the medical checks of Teal'c and the dressing down of Teal'c for not obeying his orders, they are tired and the General send them home to relax and sleep. Teal'c was healthy and undamaged from the gate. The gate travel is reinstated and checked. The General wanted them to Not work for the rest of the day and the next day. O'Neill was looking forward to sleep. Sleep, beer and Simpsons. That scientists won't get much sleep in the next 24 hours. Rodney McKay. He is still angry at him but there's something he's missing. Arrogant. But it's like they just saw one part of McKay. Like a mask. There's the possibility that he's part of the NID but he doubts that. He really seemed to think that Teal'c was bodily dead. McKay didn't defend Simmons and just mistrusted the symbiot. Something which he himself did and does. You can't trust thus fuckers. The symbiot most likely just told Simmons to mock him and because he knew that Simmons hadn't wanted to help Teal'c. So not NID. The mask isn't for hiding that but for what? It was as if he does it automatically. Persons who do that often want to protect themselves from pain. It's something to look at the next time he meets McKay if the Russians don't do something to him before that.

The SGC is back on routine duty. O'Neill is about to enter the elevator which brings him topside. Carter and Jackson get in the elevator too.

"After the days and traveling I have had, I am really happy about sleep", Jackson says into the silence. " Me too.", Jack O'Neill adds.

Carter says: " I kind of wished I could have worked longer with the gate and dialing systems."

"Carter. You need sleep too. Is the gate working? Did you look it over? Is it dangerous or can it wait 2 days? If something happens the General will call you. So relax and have some sleep. That's an order."

"Of course."

"Carter. What McKay said about the dialing computer. Is that correct?" She turns away.

"Carter."

"Yes. But he's so arrogant."

"Than change the computer thing the next time your working on it. We don't need a repeat of this problem."

"Yes. Colonel."

Jack is looking for missed calls on his phone.

It rings.

He takes the call.

"Hello Sheriff. I didn't forget the plate. I promise I will bring it back tomorrow. Did something happen? Pause No. I amnot expecting someone. Pause Who? Pause Just the two? Pause No. I don't know who it could be. Are they in the house? Pause If they aren't destroying something, let them. I'm on my way there anyway. So I can deal with them. Pause Yes. Do that. I will be there in an hour."

"Problems? Burglar?", Jackson asks concerned.

" Don't think so. The Sheriff says he has them in view and they haven't tried to break in. Two kids. The neighbour thinks they know but called the Sheriff for the case she is wrong. They told her they wanted to surprise me with the visit."

"And you don't know who that could be?", Jackson says, " Need help?"

"No. The Sheriff waits there for me. I can deal with two kids. "

"OK."

The elevator stops and they get out.

"Have a nice day." "Goodbye." "Catch some sleep. Both of you."

They walk their separate ways. O'Neill gets in his car and is off. Traffic is low so he shouldn't take too long to get to his house.

Perhaps if he's fast enough the muffin with the smarties is still there.

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