Guess who should be studying for finals… this girl. Sorry I have delayed in writing anything more, but hopefully break will coincide with the muses' desires. I haven't abandoned my story 'A Better Love'; this nugget just refused to be banished and it always disappoints me the lack of Sam/Jan fics out there. Also, there is a running theme to a lot of my work: how would the past react to the future.

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Content Warning: This is femslash, if it's illegal where you live or not your deal—don't read it. This is stargate there will be violence and it may get graphic. And what's the military without the cussing.

Bold text – Symbiote speaking

Italic text – Symbiote—host communication

"Sir, it appears to be releasing a low level radiation, nothing dangerous though," Captain Carter looked at General Hammond from the glowing orb.

"I thought it was inert Captain."

"It was sir," before I touched it and burnt the hell out of my hand, she completed mentally. Janet was wrapping said hand as they spoke. Colonel O'Neill was watching (read hovering over) Daniel carefully as he translated the markings of the orb with his finger a hairsbreadth from the surface.

"It looks similar to one of the language's from Ernest Little's planet."

"And what does it say Dr. Jackson," prompted Hammond.

He pushed his glasses up his nose in a sheepish gesture. "Um, well I don't know yet. It looks similar, but it's not the same and even then I only have some of the language translated."

Sam went to retrieve her coffee just as Daniel's finger made contact with one of the sigils. Dr Frasier, Col O'Neill and Dr Jackson were bathed in a red light surrounding the orb; Capt Carter and Gen Hammond were just outside its radius. The three bodies collapsed unconscious moments later.

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Janet woke up with her head on her desk. Blinking back her headache she saw Daniel doing the same on her office couch. The next thing she recognized were loud protests that sounded like Col O'Neill coming from the infirmary. They proceeded to the source and found a loudly complaining Jack O'Neill, with stars on his epaulets. She snuck a peak at her own and saw shiny eagles. Then she took a good look at Daniel; he had shorter hair, no glasses and had bulked up quite a bit. He was actually really hot. A doctor she didn't recognize stepped away from the Airman she had been questioning, distracting Janet from that train of thought.

"Ah Dr Frasier, it seems Gen O'Neill fell unconscious for a couple of minutes while walking through the halls."

"Add two more to your list, so did Dr Jackson and myself… I'm sorry, but who are you?" enquired Janet.

"I'm Dr Lam, the woman you have been training to take over the infirmary so you could take the post on the Phoenix. You don't remember?"

"The phoenix? No, Last I remember we were all in Captain Carter's lab looking at this orb…"

Dr Lam interrupted, "Did you just say Captain Carter?" Janet nodded her confirmation. "What's the date, Dr Frasier?"

"June 14 1998."

"Try 2011."

Dr Jackson's eyebrows went sky high, "Are you saying that we travelled through time?"

"I suspect so, yes. It definitely wouldn't be the first time." They were quickly ushered to the isolation cells and brought out separately for a battery of tests to confirm. Janet was blankly staring at her hands contemplating her brief tenure as CMO for the SGC when she noticed the ring on her left hand, a wedding ring. The inside held an inscription 'Kre'tal mavac tar'nac', it sounded like gould. Strange. The squeak of the door broke her reverie; an Airman led her out to the infirmary with the others.

Just a quick intro hopefully you like it so far. I promise it gets more interesting

Kre'tal mavac tar'nac' – 'My beloved is my reason to return'