Of course I don't own SG1, but I guess you already knew that, huh?
I'm from Sweden, so I hope my english is alright, if it's not I'd be very happy for reviews that could help me improve. Hope you like this story.
I'm planning to follow all the characters and not just Jack in later chapters.
Enjoy! )
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"Jack! Jack, look at this! Have you ever seen such thick fog? What is this place?"
Daniel turned around to face the rest of SG1 and Jack couldn't help but noticing that he had that look of overexcitement on his face. A look they were all quite familiar with nowadays. Jack shrugged and held on tighter to the rope that was binding the team together so they wouldn't get lost in the fog. He wouldn't want his overexcited interpreter and archaeologist to run away because he had seen something that was interesting again. Or fascinating. Everything was always so bloody fascinating with that dude.
"Better hold on tight, Jack thought. Or else he'll run in to a goa'uld. Or why not a simple tree? Or wait; a FASCINATING tree"…
Jack's thoughts were interrupted by Samantha who tried to answer Daniel's question.
"Well. All we know is that the goa'ulds probably haven't been here yet. Maybe we could find something useful here?"
Jack couldn't help but frown.
"Find something useful? Find? I can hardly find my own balls in this fog, even if I tried! I still don't get why we're down here at this godforsaken planet."
Teal'c cleared his throat.
"I believe Major Carter is correct. We could find something to help us fight the Goa'uld."
Jack was getting really annoyed with his team.
"Find!? Listen to you guys! We won't find anything! I'm almost blind here!"
Suddenly he felt something that made him gasp for air. He got chills down his spine and he felt all warm and fuzzy inside. A gentle, warm hand on his shoulder. Daniel's hand.
"Jack. Wait a second."
Daniel started digging around in his bag. It took him a while to find what he was looking for since he had a hard time seeing anything at all in the fog. It didn't help either that he had to wipe his glasses off all the time, since they got all misty from the wet air. At last he found what he was looking for and handed the item over to Jack.
"Here you go. Strap this device on and you will be able to see a lot better. We only have one pair of these, so you get the honour of wearing them. Since you're taking the lead, right?"
"Right."
Jack was the one that had all the others tied to him with the rope. He liked that feeling. He felt somewhat like a locomotive that had to pull the others along with him.
He took the strange device that was apparently specially designed for this particular mission and strapped it on to his head. Suddenly he could see a lot better! Daniel, who was last in line, spoke in a loud voice so that Jack would hear him.
"What does it look like, Jack?!"
"Well it's black and it's got little straps on it so you can attach it to your head and-"
Daniel sighed. He couldn't help but smile at Jack's bad jokes. He was really cute when he thought he was funny.
"Not the device, silly… The planet of course! What does it look like?"
"Oh…"
Jack looked around. The planet looked a little like earth. Hell, it looked exactly like earth? Big green trees everywhere and a clear blue sky.
Wait. How could the sky be clear blue with all that fog? He didn't stop to think closer about that.
He looked around the other way and there was a huge lake and… a fishing boat?
Wait a second… He recognized that boat. That was his boat! He had been out with that boat almost every day growing up. He knew exactly what it looked like. But it couldn't be? He had wrecked it when he hit a hidden rock when he was twelve years old? He had been devastated. Yet he knew. It was his boat.
He looked back at the trees again only to see that they were gone! They'd been replaced with a big white house with a picket fence. It was a marvellous house. The house he'd always dreamt about building when he retired. And someone was smiling and waving at him. From the porch. A man.
Could it be?
Yes.
It was Daniel Jackson.
Or was it? Something about the guy on the porch made Jack's blood freeze.
"Hey… guys… Something's up here… I think we should-…"
He turned around to face his team and-… they were gone. He couldn't see them anywhere. He looked down at his waist. The rope was gone! Vanished, like it had never been there in the first place!
"Carter"!
No answer.
"Teal'c"!
He could hear nothing but the wind through the trees.
"Daniel"!
As soon as he spoke Daniel's name, he felt a cold hand on his shoulder. He wanted to scream but he couldn't. Something was extremely wrong here. He heard a voice that he recognized very well. Or did he?
"Yes, darling. You called for me?"
"D-Daniel…?"
Everything went black around him, and he fell to the ground.