Title: Just a silly feeling
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Now I can't be sued. Spoilers: None Category: Angst, H/C, series
Rating: PG-13, just to be on the safe side Pairings: Slight Sam/Jack A/N: I've been thinking about doing the for a while, but I've become quite lazy when it comes to writing lol. I'd rather read stories that are good, so I figure practice makes perfect….or I hope so at least. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Chevron six, encoded." Jack O'Neill moved his head from side to side, trying to crack his neck. Then the laced his knuckles together and tried to crack them.
"Jack, as beautiful as your symphony is, I think you missed a spot," Daniel mentioned as his friend prepared to go.
"Wha...? Oh yeah, thanks," he retorted as he moved his upper body from side to side, cracking his upper back.
"Chevron six, locked." O'Neill took one additional look around to check out his team. There was Daniel, trying to rub his glasses clean, even though they were as clean as possible. Teal'c stood as straight as possible, as always, ready to engage in battle, or whatever Earth-shattering news they would soon find. Then there was Carter, who was always thinking. Today, his second in command looked to be in a rather distraught thought.
"Carter? Everything good to go?"
"Hm?" She stopped momentarily to look at him. "Yeah I guess sir."
"Good." He looked her up and down with his bottom lip slightly protruding which made her grin.
"Chevron seven locked." The swoosh sound was their alarm clock to go to work.
"Sir?" Carter asked.
"Yeah." He turned his head in her direction for a half of a second.
"Have you ever had the feeling that something isn't right?" He scrunched his eyebrows and started up the ramp.
"Hm?" he asked.
"You know, like something's.... off?" Now he was a little concerned. She was usually the optimist on the mission.
"Everything ok, Carter? Is there something we don't know about?" She sensed the concerned anticipation in his voice.
"Yes, sir. Everything's fine. Just a silly feeling." She gave her 'good-little-solider' smile and stepped through the gate.
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"Any sign's of civilization?" Jack asked to anyone. These days, he didn't know whether to ask Daniel or Carter.
"The M.A.L.P. showed a sign of possible civilization about two clicks away," Carter answered him, walking down the steps after sending F.R.E.D. home.
"Ah, Carter! You should be a politician! 'A sign of possible'.... that's how to step around saying 'Oh, I think so.'" Instead of being offended like most people might have been, Carter wasn't phased.
"Well, sir, if I was in politics, then you wouldn't have anyone to help you when you're stranded. Unless you wanted to try on your own next time..." she started.
"No no, no no no. That's quite alright." They shared a quick smile.
"I agree with Sam, Jack. There's a marker here that indicates that a village was, or is, a few clicks in that direction," Daniel said as he pointed north.
"That direction. That, direction. Daniel, are you sure you should be working with the military?" Jack started on his usual banter as the team walked in the direction of the last know village.
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Walking through the woods on the path, O'Neill noticed Carter keep tensing.
"Carter?" She turned her head towards him. "Everything ok?"
"Yeah, I guess sir. I just can't shake the feeling that's something's off about this place."
"I also feel your apprehension, MajorCarter," Teal'c chimed in.
"How bad is it?" There was no way anything was going to happen to his team today.
"It is not yet clear, O'Neill."
"Do we need to turn around?" He watched as Carter and Teal'c exchanged glances.
"I see no reason to abort the mission yet, sir."
"Ok, everyone be on your guard. I don't want any-" he started as he was quickly cut off by a staff blast shooting right over his head. The team quickly took cover. Daniel went with Jack, and Teal'c and Carter went in the opposite direction, but close enough to be in shouting range.
"Surprises?" Daniel guessed at the answer. He had his back half on the ground, half on the back of the tree stump they took as cover. Jack was kneeling next to him, shooting back with his zat. He didn't want to waste bullets, yet.
"Good guess. Carter? Teal'c?" he called to ask on their situation.
"We're here sir!" she called back, taking turns with Teal'c to shoot at the enemy.
"Crap!" they heard her say as she started zatting in the opposite direction. "Check your six!" she called out as a warning.
As Daniel was about to turn around, he held his hands up and dropped his gun, hearing the noise of the staff opening curiously close to his head.
"Um, Jack?" He was now away of the situation as he looked and saw Carter and Teal'c mimicking Daniel's actions.
"Ok, ok. Take me to you leader." With the four of them grumbling, they trudged towards, well, they didn't exactly know where. But they knew it was somewhere they didn't necessarily want to get anywhere fast.
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All four of the team members were led into a 'typical' Goa'uld chamber, or as O'Neill had dubbed them so. The ones with the tall torches, altar in the front with a chair for the 'god', and a wide open space for them to.....meet. All four were shoved down on their knees.
"Be prepared to meet your new God," one of the lackey Jaffa retorted.
"Really...." O'Neill drawled.
"Silence! I know of your type! I will not allow you to bother us with your insolence!" the Jaffa snapped, backhanding O'Neill on the face so hard he fell to the side. Since their hands were tied behind their backs, he had to push himself up. Carter watched him with worried eyes. He quickly raised his eyebrows to her to show he was ok.
"Yes, indeed Colonel O'Neill. We have heard of you. And now, it's time for me to show all of the false gods how to deal with you." A Gould walked into the room and looked them up and down. He had longer hair, that reminded everyone of Daniel's when the program first started, except it was platinum blonde. He had very high cheek bones, and piercing blue eyes. If she didn't know he was evil, Carter would've thought him to be strikingly attractive. He was adorned with colorful robes that were very beautiful.
"And you are the real god we've been looking all over for. Thank the lord we found you!! Oh wait, lord, you being real and all..." O'Neill started again. To his surprise, he didn't receive another backhand. The Goa'uld only smiled cordially at him and continued to pace in front of them.
"You, Jack O'Neill, you will be fun. Or maybe Teal'c maybe you would be more fun. Daniel Jackson, Daniel Jackson, Daniel Jackson. I must give you my deepest apologies for the death of the lovely Sha're." Daniel narrowed his eyes at the adversary, and wished he could be the next one to handout a backhand.
"Ah, the infamous Samantha Carter. They did misinform me about you." She raised her eyebrow in uninterested anticipation. "You are much more beautiful than they told me." He grinned as he held the bottom of her chin and looked into her eyes. His grin grew when she jerked it away. There was something about his eyes that scared her.
"Jaffa, listen to me. Take these three gentlemen to their guest suite. I would like to have a little time to get to know Major Carter," he said with a snap of his fingers.
"Uh yeah I don't think so." O'Neill started to interrupt.
"I had the feeling that you would say that...." The four teammates heard the unmistakable sound of zats opening, and after a second, three bodies fell to the ground, leaving Carter exposed. The Jaffa started to drag the limp bodies away when the Gould changed his mind.
"You know, I could kill them right here and now."
"Don't." It wasn't a request, or a demand. Simply a statement.
"Or, I could let them go.... but what would be in it for me?" In that exact moment, Sam Carter knew what she would have to do, damned the consequences.
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"Ugh.... Holy man." O'Neill tried to swallow the nasty taste out of his mouth.
"Everyone alright?"
"Yes, but MajorCarter does not appear to be amongst us."
"Crap! That, Gould, who, he, yeah, didn't tell us his name....."
"Did you recognize him at all Teal'c? He said he knew Sha're.... maybe Apophis ran into him some time while you were first prime."
"I did not DanielJackson." The were interrupted by the sound of doors opening.
"Get up, Tau'ri. You are free to go." O'Neill waved his friends the way with his hand, wondering what the true meaning behind their going was.
"Yeah, do you guys have one of those comment cards? I wasn't impressed with the guest suite, it wasn't too nice, seen a few like it before." He quickly shut his mouth when the Jaffa opened his staff and smiled. "Okay.... I guess not. Ah! And we are missing one of our people. Would you know where, oh where, she would be? Perhaps taking a mud bath," Jack loved imitating rich people.
"I'm right here, sir." Carter walked around the corner unaided.
"Good, Carter. Well, let's move out then?" His strong statement turned weaker as he realized that everyone leaving wasn't going to be as easy as he thought. The look on Carter's face was horror, masked,
"Um, I decided to stay, sir."
"Carter," he warned her
"I actually thought the suite was nice." Her voice was flat with adulterated emotions.
"I'll find you a better one at home," he growled.
"Not this time sir." O'Neill wondered if it suddenly became cold, or if it was only him.
"We aren't leaving without you!" he barked out.
"Ah, but I think you are. You forgot to pay for your bill, so I'm going to take some compensation. Hope that you don't come back!" The Gou'ld said and smiled brightly, as he walked around the corner. For a moment, Daniel thought how good of a hotel manager he would be. The three remaining teammates were grabbed from behind.
O'Neill was getting tired of the hotel analogy, and he was ready to take some action. He reached out to grab her arms, and he knew she would be in horrible trouble if his ditch effort plan didn't work. He had a hold of her arms, but it wasn't tight enough. Their hands met for a brief moment, and their eyes locked. They both knew this was going to be bad. He was grabbed by the back collar of his jacket, along with Teal'c and Daniel, and were pulled away.
"Carter! No let go! Carter!!" She couldn't look at them as they were led away. She hung her head and listened to all of them shout her name, trying to free themselves. When she heard the zat again, her head fell to her hands, knowing there was no solution to a rescue now.
If they only knew why she was doing this, what she needed to do. She knew that she couldn't live with herself if she were responsible for the slaughter of her family. Hopefully one day they would find out what the offer was, and would understand.
"Come come come now my dear. I will make you comfortable here! We will have a wonderful relationship." At this point, he started softly stroking her arms, which she found repulsing. "You tell me what I want to know, and you survive." Carter snapped her head up. His voice became demonic. This was the first time he gave any violent vibe off. Of course he was a Goa'uld, but he seemed for the most part not a violent one. How many times would another Goa'uld backhanded any of them when they talked back? Then she suddenly understood her feeling, that something wasn't right. His eyes flashed yellow as he grabbed her upper arms and she yelped.
'Oh God, help!' she thought.
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TBC...... Feedback loved, craved, desired even.
Starr484
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Now I can't be sued. Spoilers: None Category: Angst, H/C, series
Rating: PG-13, just to be on the safe side Pairings: Slight Sam/Jack A/N: I've been thinking about doing the for a while, but I've become quite lazy when it comes to writing lol. I'd rather read stories that are good, so I figure practice makes perfect….or I hope so at least. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Chevron six, encoded." Jack O'Neill moved his head from side to side, trying to crack his neck. Then the laced his knuckles together and tried to crack them.
"Jack, as beautiful as your symphony is, I think you missed a spot," Daniel mentioned as his friend prepared to go.
"Wha...? Oh yeah, thanks," he retorted as he moved his upper body from side to side, cracking his upper back.
"Chevron six, locked." O'Neill took one additional look around to check out his team. There was Daniel, trying to rub his glasses clean, even though they were as clean as possible. Teal'c stood as straight as possible, as always, ready to engage in battle, or whatever Earth-shattering news they would soon find. Then there was Carter, who was always thinking. Today, his second in command looked to be in a rather distraught thought.
"Carter? Everything good to go?"
"Hm?" She stopped momentarily to look at him. "Yeah I guess sir."
"Good." He looked her up and down with his bottom lip slightly protruding which made her grin.
"Chevron seven locked." The swoosh sound was their alarm clock to go to work.
"Sir?" Carter asked.
"Yeah." He turned his head in her direction for a half of a second.
"Have you ever had the feeling that something isn't right?" He scrunched his eyebrows and started up the ramp.
"Hm?" he asked.
"You know, like something's.... off?" Now he was a little concerned. She was usually the optimist on the mission.
"Everything ok, Carter? Is there something we don't know about?" She sensed the concerned anticipation in his voice.
"Yes, sir. Everything's fine. Just a silly feeling." She gave her 'good-little-solider' smile and stepped through the gate.
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"Any sign's of civilization?" Jack asked to anyone. These days, he didn't know whether to ask Daniel or Carter.
"The M.A.L.P. showed a sign of possible civilization about two clicks away," Carter answered him, walking down the steps after sending F.R.E.D. home.
"Ah, Carter! You should be a politician! 'A sign of possible'.... that's how to step around saying 'Oh, I think so.'" Instead of being offended like most people might have been, Carter wasn't phased.
"Well, sir, if I was in politics, then you wouldn't have anyone to help you when you're stranded. Unless you wanted to try on your own next time..." she started.
"No no, no no no. That's quite alright." They shared a quick smile.
"I agree with Sam, Jack. There's a marker here that indicates that a village was, or is, a few clicks in that direction," Daniel said as he pointed north.
"That direction. That, direction. Daniel, are you sure you should be working with the military?" Jack started on his usual banter as the team walked in the direction of the last know village.
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Walking through the woods on the path, O'Neill noticed Carter keep tensing.
"Carter?" She turned her head towards him. "Everything ok?"
"Yeah, I guess sir. I just can't shake the feeling that's something's off about this place."
"I also feel your apprehension, MajorCarter," Teal'c chimed in.
"How bad is it?" There was no way anything was going to happen to his team today.
"It is not yet clear, O'Neill."
"Do we need to turn around?" He watched as Carter and Teal'c exchanged glances.
"I see no reason to abort the mission yet, sir."
"Ok, everyone be on your guard. I don't want any-" he started as he was quickly cut off by a staff blast shooting right over his head. The team quickly took cover. Daniel went with Jack, and Teal'c and Carter went in the opposite direction, but close enough to be in shouting range.
"Surprises?" Daniel guessed at the answer. He had his back half on the ground, half on the back of the tree stump they took as cover. Jack was kneeling next to him, shooting back with his zat. He didn't want to waste bullets, yet.
"Good guess. Carter? Teal'c?" he called to ask on their situation.
"We're here sir!" she called back, taking turns with Teal'c to shoot at the enemy.
"Crap!" they heard her say as she started zatting in the opposite direction. "Check your six!" she called out as a warning.
As Daniel was about to turn around, he held his hands up and dropped his gun, hearing the noise of the staff opening curiously close to his head.
"Um, Jack?" He was now away of the situation as he looked and saw Carter and Teal'c mimicking Daniel's actions.
"Ok, ok. Take me to you leader." With the four of them grumbling, they trudged towards, well, they didn't exactly know where. But they knew it was somewhere they didn't necessarily want to get anywhere fast.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All four of the team members were led into a 'typical' Goa'uld chamber, or as O'Neill had dubbed them so. The ones with the tall torches, altar in the front with a chair for the 'god', and a wide open space for them to.....meet. All four were shoved down on their knees.
"Be prepared to meet your new God," one of the lackey Jaffa retorted.
"Really...." O'Neill drawled.
"Silence! I know of your type! I will not allow you to bother us with your insolence!" the Jaffa snapped, backhanding O'Neill on the face so hard he fell to the side. Since their hands were tied behind their backs, he had to push himself up. Carter watched him with worried eyes. He quickly raised his eyebrows to her to show he was ok.
"Yes, indeed Colonel O'Neill. We have heard of you. And now, it's time for me to show all of the false gods how to deal with you." A Gould walked into the room and looked them up and down. He had longer hair, that reminded everyone of Daniel's when the program first started, except it was platinum blonde. He had very high cheek bones, and piercing blue eyes. If she didn't know he was evil, Carter would've thought him to be strikingly attractive. He was adorned with colorful robes that were very beautiful.
"And you are the real god we've been looking all over for. Thank the lord we found you!! Oh wait, lord, you being real and all..." O'Neill started again. To his surprise, he didn't receive another backhand. The Goa'uld only smiled cordially at him and continued to pace in front of them.
"You, Jack O'Neill, you will be fun. Or maybe Teal'c maybe you would be more fun. Daniel Jackson, Daniel Jackson, Daniel Jackson. I must give you my deepest apologies for the death of the lovely Sha're." Daniel narrowed his eyes at the adversary, and wished he could be the next one to handout a backhand.
"Ah, the infamous Samantha Carter. They did misinform me about you." She raised her eyebrow in uninterested anticipation. "You are much more beautiful than they told me." He grinned as he held the bottom of her chin and looked into her eyes. His grin grew when she jerked it away. There was something about his eyes that scared her.
"Jaffa, listen to me. Take these three gentlemen to their guest suite. I would like to have a little time to get to know Major Carter," he said with a snap of his fingers.
"Uh yeah I don't think so." O'Neill started to interrupt.
"I had the feeling that you would say that...." The four teammates heard the unmistakable sound of zats opening, and after a second, three bodies fell to the ground, leaving Carter exposed. The Jaffa started to drag the limp bodies away when the Gould changed his mind.
"You know, I could kill them right here and now."
"Don't." It wasn't a request, or a demand. Simply a statement.
"Or, I could let them go.... but what would be in it for me?" In that exact moment, Sam Carter knew what she would have to do, damned the consequences.
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"Ugh.... Holy man." O'Neill tried to swallow the nasty taste out of his mouth.
"Everyone alright?"
"Yes, but MajorCarter does not appear to be amongst us."
"Crap! That, Gould, who, he, yeah, didn't tell us his name....."
"Did you recognize him at all Teal'c? He said he knew Sha're.... maybe Apophis ran into him some time while you were first prime."
"I did not DanielJackson." The were interrupted by the sound of doors opening.
"Get up, Tau'ri. You are free to go." O'Neill waved his friends the way with his hand, wondering what the true meaning behind their going was.
"Yeah, do you guys have one of those comment cards? I wasn't impressed with the guest suite, it wasn't too nice, seen a few like it before." He quickly shut his mouth when the Jaffa opened his staff and smiled. "Okay.... I guess not. Ah! And we are missing one of our people. Would you know where, oh where, she would be? Perhaps taking a mud bath," Jack loved imitating rich people.
"I'm right here, sir." Carter walked around the corner unaided.
"Good, Carter. Well, let's move out then?" His strong statement turned weaker as he realized that everyone leaving wasn't going to be as easy as he thought. The look on Carter's face was horror, masked,
"Um, I decided to stay, sir."
"Carter," he warned her
"I actually thought the suite was nice." Her voice was flat with adulterated emotions.
"I'll find you a better one at home," he growled.
"Not this time sir." O'Neill wondered if it suddenly became cold, or if it was only him.
"We aren't leaving without you!" he barked out.
"Ah, but I think you are. You forgot to pay for your bill, so I'm going to take some compensation. Hope that you don't come back!" The Gou'ld said and smiled brightly, as he walked around the corner. For a moment, Daniel thought how good of a hotel manager he would be. The three remaining teammates were grabbed from behind.
O'Neill was getting tired of the hotel analogy, and he was ready to take some action. He reached out to grab her arms, and he knew she would be in horrible trouble if his ditch effort plan didn't work. He had a hold of her arms, but it wasn't tight enough. Their hands met for a brief moment, and their eyes locked. They both knew this was going to be bad. He was grabbed by the back collar of his jacket, along with Teal'c and Daniel, and were pulled away.
"Carter! No let go! Carter!!" She couldn't look at them as they were led away. She hung her head and listened to all of them shout her name, trying to free themselves. When she heard the zat again, her head fell to her hands, knowing there was no solution to a rescue now.
If they only knew why she was doing this, what she needed to do. She knew that she couldn't live with herself if she were responsible for the slaughter of her family. Hopefully one day they would find out what the offer was, and would understand.
"Come come come now my dear. I will make you comfortable here! We will have a wonderful relationship." At this point, he started softly stroking her arms, which she found repulsing. "You tell me what I want to know, and you survive." Carter snapped her head up. His voice became demonic. This was the first time he gave any violent vibe off. Of course he was a Goa'uld, but he seemed for the most part not a violent one. How many times would another Goa'uld backhanded any of them when they talked back? Then she suddenly understood her feeling, that something wasn't right. His eyes flashed yellow as he grabbed her upper arms and she yelped.
'Oh God, help!' she thought.
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TBC...... Feedback loved, craved, desired even.
Starr484