A/N – This one is set between season 4 Atlantis with Sam and Universe, but admittedly we haven't seen all of Season 4 of Atlantis.
This was written by me and babyred1995, there will be more to come.
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Crystal and Grace chatted quietly as they waited for their professor, Daniel Jackson to turn up. He was usually always at least 10 minuets late to a class but today; they had been waiting for almost an hour.
Grace glanced towards the door, only to see it the same way it had been every time she looked. Shut. The young student was starting to worry about her mentor. Everyone knew this wasn't his only job but he never discussed it. Anytime someone asked he would politely change the subject.
"I wonder what could be keeping him!" Crystal said Grace's unspoken thought.
"Hmmm" She agreed
Grace and Crystal suddenly sensed someone standing behind them. Expecting it to be another sex-thirsty student, the girls just ignored them. After a few minutes, Crystal noticed how quite it had gotten and how the student was still standing behind them.
"No, you cannot have our numbers!" Crystal sighed.
"It should already be in your files, shouldn't it? "
Both students recognized the man's voice and turned in their seats slowly.
"Sorry sir! We expected it to be someone else!"
"Obviously" A few giggles traveled across the room from the girls who really shouldn't be in this class. Crystal shot them a glare as sharp as glass that made them cower in their seats.
Daniel walked down the front and laid his books on his old desk.
"Sorry I'm late! I was…..Busy!" he said.
"Yeah, busy with me!" Jasmine whispered. Jasmine was one of those girls that didn't belong in this class and the fact was she wouldn't be in it if it weren't for daddy dearest who is the well-known archeologist David Bryan.
"You wish!" Grace mock coughed, which received her a glare that Crystal matched twice as harsh.
"Their freaks and they don't even do any work"
"Yeah, all they do is sit there and write and draw, their silly little pictures!"
"Yeah, I know! I don't even know why they bother!"
"Okay! That's enough Ms Faulkner! Now, Today we have a guest speaker, she's actually a friend of mine…" Suddenly all eyes were locked on a blonde woman making her way down the middle aisle.
"Gees, isn't that…"
"The chick you drew?" Crystal finished her twin's sentence.
Grace flipped open one of her sketch books to a page towards the back, where she drew scenes from her dreams. The dreams were a recurring part of both girls' lives but for what reason, they had no clue. The girls had decided long ago that they would put it down what they saw, Crystal would write it down, in Arabic so only they could read it and Grace drew the scene. It was unusual that they both saw the same thing, but they just blamed it on telepathy, you know a twin thing, and they accepted it and moved on, just writing and drawing their dreams everyday.
Grace turned the pages of the sketch book to the page of a lady she drew with long blonde hair put back into a braid. The scene was how it was in the book, her flipping through a book and placing it on the desk as she turned to the professor.
"Daniel, sorry I'm late; it's good to see you." The blonde leaned over and hugged the professor.
"Hey Sam, its fine, I only got here myself." The professor faced the class "Okay class, this is one of my dearest friends Lieutenant Colonel Sam Carter, she has PHD in theoretical Science and Astrophysics, I have asked her here today to talk to us about technological advancements in different cultures."
"Cool!" Crystal pumped a fist enthusiastically into the air.
Sam smiled up at the twins.
"It's nice to see some enthusiastic faces!"
"Oh, um that's Grace and Crystal Smith. They're twins!" Daniel whispered to Sam.
"Do ya think, Daniel?" Sam asked sarcastically.
"They're my best students." Daniel whispered, ignoring his friend's comments.
"Thanks professor!" the twins chirped.
"How the…?" Sam said looking quizzically at Daniel
"They have bionic hearing or something"
"Bionic?"
Grace knocked on her sister's shoulder and made stupid metal sounds.
"We're made of metal, Crystal!"
"Yay!"" Grace and Crystal laughed.
A/N – yes they are strange, it is not your imagination.
