Second Base
Author: Baalsgirl
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate or any of the original characters and settings. Any non-original elements in this story belong to me. If you want to use them, please ask first. (I'm not biting.)
Rating: PG-14 / M
Genre: Action/Drama
Season: late 9
Spoilers/Episodes: Ripple Effect ; Ex Deus Machina
Pairings: some Cam-related ones ;)
Summary: Once Cameron failed to get to second base with Amy Vandenberg. Now she's having a kid from an unknown father that might endanger national security...
A/N: Hey, this is my first SG-1 story in quite awhile. I hope you'll like it. )
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She was swinging on her favorite swing in the park as suddenly there were shadows flashing through the trees. They came from two black SUVs riding along the parkway. After a moment she could hear a loud rustle in the foliage. They had come to a halt very close to her; only the trees were still separating them from where she was. Quickly she scrambled away, hiding in the bushes. Scared she watched how a group of men in black coats approached the swing that was still moving. They knew that she was around. After rummaging through the brush on the other side of the lawn some of them came walking towards her position. "We know you're here. There's no need to hide. We don't want to harm you."
She froze crouching down even closer to the ground. There was no way she could believe them. They had come to hurt her.
xx Two weeks earlier xx
Relaxed Cameron enjoyed an ice-cooled beer at the bar of what used to be his favorite diner. He had just come down from visiting his mother and decided to stop by for a little break before going back to the SGC. During his youth he'd spent quite a lot of time at this place. Here a lot of memories mingled together: Memories of Sunday lunches with his parents, memories of him and his friends watching baseball games and, most of all, memories of himself going out with Amy.
Cam knew that he could never forget about that, so he lived with the grief. They had been a couple since their senior year of high school and had staid that way all through his years at Air Force Academy. But once he had completed flight training and started thinking about becoming a test pilot she had suddenly backed out.
She had thought things over, she had said, and found it all too dangerous. What if they had kids and one day he just wouldn't come back home anymore? She'd be crazy to live with that fear for the rest of her life.
This had given him a big damper. He had been very angry with her. By saying it Amy had not only hurt his feelings. She had also insulted his mom who had married his dad, well aware of the risks attached to his job. It had made him totally furious and he had been very mean to her. Too late he realized that she hadn't wanted to insult him at all. They could have talked things over and gotten back together, then. But because of his stubborn hot-headedness she had finally run away with another guy. He hadn't seen her again since then. Sometimes he even wondered what had become of his ex-wife-to-be... Then, suddenly a loud shriek shook him from his self-reflections.
"Ow, leave me be", she yelled trying to fend off the boys from her school. But they kept on running after her, pelting her with empty soda cans. After another moment she gave up fighting against them and broke down weeping.
"Look, now the little wiseass is crying", they teased her and got way too close. That moment, just before they could get to her, someone stepped in, placing himself between her and the attackers.
"Hey, go play with someone your size", she heard him say. A muddle of hushed curses from the boys followed before they vanished out of sight. It was then that she dared to look up again. First she saw his feet and then his outstretched hand offering to help her up. Happily she took it. "You okay?"
Slowly she nodded. "Yeah, I think. Thank you for saving me."
"No problem, kiddo", the stranger smiled at her, "I wonder what you've done to piss them off like that."
"Well", she grinned shyly, "I was merely walking home."
The look he gave her seemed to be a little disbelieving, but finally he stated, "In that case I'd better take you there."
"That's very nice, but..." she remembered that her mom had told her not to go along with people she didn't know. But this guy didn't appear to be one of the dangerous sort, "Okay, it ain't far from here, just around the corner." Smiling again she took his hand and they started walking. "I'm Blanche, by the way. What's your name?"
"Cameron. You can call me Cam if you like."
After a short walk they reached a small terraced house not far from the neighborhood where Cameron used to live as a teen. Blanche knocked and not much later her mother opened the door.
"Honey, what happened this time? You're late and look at your blouse it's completely...soiled." That moment she noticed Cam standing beside her. She stared, sucking in her breath. For long seconds time froze around them before they were able to speak again. "Cam?"
"Amy?" his expression was totally incredulous as he eyed her over and over again. "Is that you?" It had to be her. She still had her round green eyes and high cheekbones; but the straight, reddish-brown hair that had once reached long over her shoulders had been replaced by a short, even bob.
"What the heck are you doing here?" she looked at him suspiciously.