So Much For My Happy Ending
A/N: Well, this is something that I thought up when I was in school. I always just wondered, "What if....?" and this is where it landed me. It's a little story, and actually, I kinda got it from a daydream I had, but I've changed the names so it fits SG-1.
Synopsis: Audrey O'Donovan had it all. Good grades, a sarcastic mouth, and a best friend, John-Carter Flanagan, who was also her crush, and her dream to become a writer/singer/astronomer. That is, she starts having nightmares, dreams of being in a military operation, and being on a team called SG-1. A guy shows up at Dre's house, claiming to be a Dr. Daniel Jackson and claim to know Dre.
I couldn't fit all this summary on the outside, so I shortened it, and I'm gonna post a chapter summary each chapter.
Setting: North Side of Chicago, in the spring. Set in a small neighborhood. They live a few houses down, and for future reference, they live in a small house/apartment that is about three stories high, and their high school is three blocks away.
Pairing: S/J
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate, but I do own Dre (who is portrayed as myself) and JC (who is portraying my future husband ((in a million years he says, I'll show him!)) so :P. I also do not own "My Happy Ending" since I can't sing. That belongs to Avril Lavigne.
Chapter 1: You were everything that I wanted
"Okay, let's go again," John-Carter Flanagan said, turning on the stereo.
"JC, how long are we gonna do this?" Audrey O'Donovan groaned.
"Dre, by the looks of things, we're gonna be at his for at least another hour. All of these songs are out of your vocal range. Your voice box just can't take it." JC explained to her.
"JC, has it ever occurred to you that maybe I can't take it?" Dre asked, hands on her hips. Her throat was raw, as if Dre were just at a Cubs game screaming her head off for hours.
"Dre, just a few more, please? And then we'll give it a break for today. Seriously, though, this thing is in a few more days. We have to—" JC started.
"'At least pick a song otherwise we won't even get in," Dre and JC said at the same time.
"I know, JC." Dre said exasperated, giving in. Besides, how could Dre argue with someone who had the face of an angel?
"Beauty over brains wins again!" JC exclaimed.
"You know, Carter," Dre said, using the name that she only used when she was mad at him.
"Yeah, I know him, why?" JC grinned. He pushed the PLAY button.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, So much for my happy ending
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Dre started singing in a really crystal-like voice. JC turned down the music.
Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All that they talk about
All the stuff that you do
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
JC turned off the stereo.
"You were every--What's wrong with that?" Dre asked.
"Nothing. In fact, this is one we'll keep. We'll keep this one, 'Moment Like This' by Kelly Clarkson, and 'Heartbreaker' by Mariah Carey." JC said.
"All right, I need to go home. It's really getting late. I have to watch over the house, you know since my parents are on vacation." Dre said, yawning.
"Yeah, my mom's probably worried about my being late for dinner. You sure you can't stay?" JC asked.
"No, I have to be there right after practice to feed the pets."
"All right," JC drove her home.
Dre was tired. She went to sleep almost immediately.
She started having dreams.
Different visions came to her.
Glowing eyes. Something bright blue. A military uniform. Bright blue water. Machine gun noises. A big pool of water. Orange energy blasts. A big pool of bright water.
Finally, her mind settled on one thing.
It was almost a mixture of all those things, only with a better visual.
She was in a field, behind a small tall stone thingy. And she was holding something heavy in both of her hands, firing it.
"Sir, we've got more Jaffa coming." A female voice shouted into a walkie-talkie.
"Daniel hurry up!" Dre yelled, firing the gun in her hand again, shooting the guys in silver with tattoos on their foreheads.
A guy in the dark green military uniform Dre was wearing was at a giant, silver ancient-looking ring, and was pressing something reddish-brown about half his size.
The ring activated, shooting out a huge torpedo at Dre, then seemed to gather back into the ring, leaving a circle or still bright blue water that shimmered.
The guy leaped through, before pressing buttons on a walkie-talkie.
Another machine gun went off near Dre. A blond woman in the military uniform was firing at the other guys in silver.
"T, Carter, let's go!" she exclaimed.
Another guy in the uniform shot the other guys in silver.
The woman went through the ring, while Dre and the other guy backed up, still shooting, and when through the standing water, and then Dre felt herself being pulled apart.
Dre woke up, her eyes snapping open. What was that all about? she wondered.
She could still remember everything, which was very weird for her, and she could still remember what it felt like being pulled apart by the strange ring.
And those people in there seemed so familiar…
Oh, well, she thought. It's just a dream.
"Anyway," she said out loud. "Better get going. School's starting soon."
Then Dre got ready for school, and headed out the door, crossing the narrow and car-lined Chicago street and heading thirteen houses to the left, where a familiar blue-eyes-blond-hair boy was.
"Hey, J," Dre said.
"Hey, Dre," JC replied, returning the grin.
"Rehearsal tonight?" Dre asked, as they started walking to school.
"No, sorry. I have more important things to do," JC said, grinning like mad.
"Oh, really? Like what?" Dre looked at him, hands on hips.
JC sped up, then turned around and walked backwards.
"You know, the usual. It's Gram's birthday, and so she's been staying over for the last week, and we're having an early dinner at three, because she'll be going back to New Orleans by eight." JC explained.
Dre nodded, then yawned, "Well that's all right."
"You all right? You sound kinda tired." JC asked her.
"What, you worried, JC?" Dre asked, before yawning again.
"Nah, I just really want to win this thing is all," JC stated, turning back around and walking slower at the same pace as Dre when the two eighteen year-olds got near the high school.
They reached the school and both went to classes.
After Dre had last period, she learned that JC went home sick
So Dre headed back to her locker, and a note fell out.
J —
Meet me at the mall
It was from JC. It didn't really look like his handwriting, but if he was in a hurry for something, then he probably didn't have time to look at his handwriting.
Once the last bell rang, Dre drove to the mall. It was an old mall, and all the stores were closing down, so hardly anyone was there.
But still, JC and Dre had grown up with this mall, so they'd keep hanging out here until they couldn't.
It was JC and Dre's favorite hang-out place because they could talk, and there was still a Carson-Pierre-Scott, a Sears, a Discount Records, a GameStop, a Suncoast, a Cinnabon and a candy store.
So it wasn't unusual that Dre was sitting on the bench in the center of the mall, in the center of all the stores in front of a fountain, where there was hardly any lights because all the old stores closed down and most of the overhead lights were busted.
She closed her eyes and started falling asleep.
In her mind, she heard the same noises as when that ring was activated, and when the torpedo shot out, she saw it.
She felt being tapped on the shoulder, and lazily opened her eyes, yawning.
"Jeez, Carter, where were you? You just woke me up." Dre murmured.
"Excuse me," said a male voice, definitely not JC's.
At the sound of the voice, the hairs on the back of Dre's neck stood up straight.
Her eyes flew open, and she saw a man, older than her, and definitely stronger than her.
She knew she was in trouble.
A/N: How was that? I started writing this about a month ago, but couldn't post it cause I had a huge writer's block. Plus that, and I'm back in school and have tons of homework.
Also: By the way, I put in that when they went the gate, it felt like being pulled about because well, in COTG, Carter said that it takes you apart, and rebuilds your molecules or something like that. I dunno, but when I first saw COTG it sounded pretty painful.
Anyway, since I'm not sure if they're nationwide, worldwide, or just in the Chicago area, but GameStop is a video game store, where you can also play video games, Sears is a department store, as is Carson-Pierre Scott, Suncoast is a video place where only collectible videos are sold, Cinnabon is just what it sounds like, where they sell cinnamon rolls.
I don't know when I'll get chapter two ready. It's taken me a week to type up this.