Chapter 1
'Samantha!', a voice rings clear through the silence of a empty street. A lone woman somewhere down the road turns around to address the man who shouted her name and broke the peace of those early morning hours.
'Daniel', she smiles while she waits for the man to catch up with her. 'What are you doing here?'. A bit out of breath the dark haired professor stops in front of her. 'I just wanted to get on my way to the university when I say you walking down the street and I remembered I had to talk to you', Daniel gasps for air. 'Look like me you first need an oxygen mask to recover from your little run', smiles Samantha. 'Well, that's funny coming from the woman who only sits behind her computers and never have taken a liking in any sports on this planet', Daniel replies.
The two of them walk back while they're exchange friendly blows and parries between them. They have known each other for so long now, living in the same street and working together at the same university and research centre. It's funny that after spending so much time together that they have never dated or anything, but something always hangs in between them. Like a whisper, a promise or perhaps even destiny.
'I've forgotten what I wanted to tell you, Samantha', apologises Daniel. 'It was… I think a feeling. That we should act before it is too late. Or perhaps it was more like an instinct, a desire. I'm sorry'.
Sam looks at her friend standing beside her. She feels like he does. At a loss. A loss at a feeling who keeps eluding her. 'It's no problem Daniel. Next time you have this feeling, this dire urge, just come to me immediately and perhaps we can solve this thing.'
Daniel turns around, grasps his briefcase and gets into his car. He waves at Sam and then he leaves for work. Unsure of what to do now, the woman keeps standing on the path in front of his house. He had the same feeling she had, she is sure of it. She thought of exactly the same words on how to describe it as he did. Coincidence?
She takes a deep breath to clear her mind starts to walk down the road again. She wanted to walk a block before sitting down to work all day again. Just as she wants to turn left away from her house she hears a faint whisper. It almost sounds ghostly, alien, but so familiar in the same time.
'Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter'