Murphy's Law- Chapter One

Taylor Kane

Disclaimer: I do not own, etc.

Warning: This story is not completed. I prefer to post stories when they are completed… however I have hit a wall with this story and am hoping that I will gain some inspiration by posting… fingers crossed.

Thanks to my wonderful beta. Cheers.

Warning: This is AU and is a SeaQuest/Stargate crossover. It takes place in the SeaQuest timeframe (Season Two). I've just jumped Stargate (Season Five) a few years into the future. It suits my purposes. This is a sequel to The Search For One's Self.

"Ah man… babe alert. Check it out" drooled Tony, stepping out of the Miami Taxi.

"Cool it Tony, we have 48 hours. You can, at least, wait until we've checked in" reprimanded Lucas, as he gathered his bags and headed for the lobby of the Skyway Miami Resort.

"Two whole days with nothing to do but chill. Sand, sand, surf and surf chicks here I come" chuckled Tony, who was already picturing the next 48 hours. "Only 48 hours, Luke, so many ladies, so little time."

"Don't call me that. Besides we're lucky to get 48 hours, we weren't even due for leave. It's all thanks to the Admiral wanting all non essential crew off the boat for a training exercise" I think this has to be the first time I haven't argued with being deemed 'non-essential'. "Some baloney about testing the chain of command" said Lucas as he approached the reception desk.

"Can I help you" enquired the short receptionist.

"Yes, thanks…ah, Brandy" paused Lucas reading the receptionist's name tag. She must be a product of the new millennium pop madness… Brandys, Britneys and Hilarys galore. Talk about a world gone mad with pop. "Checking in… Wolencheck and Piccolo."

"Yes…here it is. Rooms 1617 and 1618. Your signature here, Mr. Wolenczak" said the receptionist pointing to the paper"and here, Mr. Piccolo. Check out is 11 am. Room service is 24 hours; simply dial three on the vidphone. Any problems or enquiries, you can reach the front desk by dialing one on any connection in the hotel. The elevators are to the left. You are on the sixteenth floor. From there take that left hallway. Please enjoy your stay here at Skyway Miami Resort" concluded Brandy.

"Thank you" replied Lucas, as both he and Tony headed for the lift.

"Fifteen minutes… you, me, the beach and babes. Sound like a plan" suggested Tony.

"Make it thirty minutes and you're on" replied Lucas stepping out of the elevator.

'Fine, thirty minutes… whatever… Mr. Can't go a day without calling my girlfriend" tease Tony.

"Girlfriend" replied a confused Lucas.

"Don't you play innocent with me, Lucas. We're mates, friends…you know you can tell me anything" responded Tony.

"Tone, I really don't know what you're talking about" replied Lucas, as he opened the door to his room.

"Oh, come on.. the mysterious phone calls, emails…sudden unexplained bouts of happiness, not telling anyone your plans for leave. Its obvious, mate, you're in lurve…" teased Tony following Lucas into his room. "It's all around the SeaQuest. Bets have been placed on the identity of the mystery girl and how long you guys have been going out. Me, personally… I think it is that chick from the Sanwan Bar…in Chapps…Ahh.. I remember the way that dress clung to her…oohh man, she had it bad for you."

"You kidding me… girlfriend? Who's been placing bets" sputtered Lucas. "As for Chapps, you must mean Sharlie. Nah… she was great to talk to but that was it. Besides I do not have a girlfriend."

"Boyfriend then" kidded Tony.

"Nah, not at the moment" came the cheeky response.

"Yeah, well, what's up with all the secrecy? You working on a secret project or something" asked Tony.

"No, nothing like that. I've just got a lot going on in my life at the moment" explained Lucas.

"Anything I can help you with" offered Tony.

"Nah… not at the moment. Thanks, though. Look, as soon as I'm ready to share, I promise you'll be the first to know… besides Bridger" replied Lucas.

"Ok, just so you know. So, we still on then" seeing Lucas's nod, he continued "Thirty minutes and I'll come a knockin'."

"Thirty minutes" agreed Lucas, as Tony made his way out the door mumbling something about losing 50.

Girlfriend, heh… I guess I have been acting a little different…but still I don't think I would have kept a girlfriend secret. What's the point of that?

I guess they had to think something. It's not like I told them anything. It's not that I couldn't tell them but I guess I just wanted to keep it to myself for a little while.

It's not everyday that you find out your world has been turned upside down… even if you like the world better this way.

Ten months had passed since Lucas' world had significantly changed. Ten months since he had found out that he was not Lucas Wolenczak but in fact Callum Carthway.

Ten months since the discovery of his real mother's identity. As it turned out, this discovery was ninety-six months too late. His mother, Rose Carthway, had died in 2012. Rose and Lucas' grandparents had been the unfortunate victims of a drunk driver.

Lucas, with Captain Bridger's help, had managed to track down some old school friends of Rose's. These friends had pointed Lucas in the direction of his father. And so it had also been ten months since he had met his real father… one archaeologist by the name of Daniel Jackson

Daniel… Dad. I never thought that I would honestly use that word. Dr. Wolenczak may have been my father but never my Dad. Daniel…well Daniel is my Dad.

Dad understands why I haven't told anyone about him and the whole adoption thing. And I understand why he hasn't said anything to the people he works with. Jerks!

I know they're 'technically' his friends but friends don't treat friends like that. I mean take Tony, for example… he and apparently the whole boat have noticed that something is going on with me.. yeah, they placed some bets.. but that's what you do on a submarine. It may have taken him ten months but he asked me what was going on.

I'd be willing to bet that no one down at the SGC has even noticed that Dad has gotten a life. He used to talk about them all the time… Now... now he avoids all mention of them. It's hurting him. They're hurting him with their ignorance and presumptions. One day they will turn around and that their good friend Daniel is no longer there… he was replaced by Dr. Daniel Jackson.

Dad thinks I'm too hard on them. But I've never really had a family and I'm not going to let anyone hurt him.

God, do I sound melodramatic or what? Who would have thought that I would be so over protective?

To those outside the relationship, the transition, from two total strangers into father and son, might seem sudden. To those involved, 'those' being Lucas, Daniel and even the Captain, it had taken a lot of had work and communication.

After the initial meeting, some ten months ago, Lucas and Daniel had exchanged many phone calls and emails... these daily communications had been filled with stories about their lives, well, except for the classified elements of both parties. They had both understood that working as a civilian in a Military environment required secrecy. There were many things that could not be shared… Especially the answer to the one question that had been burnt into Lucas's brain. Really, what was an archaeologist doing at an underground military base in Colorado? Lucas had not believed Daniel's cover story for a minute. Just a linguist, my ass, and I'm just a computer programmer.

Those familiar with this 'computer programmer' would not be surprised to hear that he had turned to the net for a little research… and perhaps a little accidental hacking on the side.

Two days, seven hours and three missed meals later, Lucas had come across the NID. For a secret organization, their security is extremely lacking. A senior official in the organization had left some very incriminating e-mails within his e-inbox. Something about a 'Gate'"Pandora', 'National Security' and 'Colorado'. Following the threads, Lucas had tracked down the target of the senior official's ire… something called Project Stargate, unsurprisingly based under Cheyenne Mountain. Coincidently, the same underground base that Lucas's father worked at.

Simultaneously, Lucas had been investigating his father's academic career. It had taken him some time and some of Bridger's contacts, but Lucas had finally tracked down a copy of Dr. Jackson's last known publication. A publication which had been classified and hidden by the military.

I am that I have once again switched to summarising in the final half of the story… I hope to fix this once my muse is back. Hope you enjoyed. Taylor K.