This Can't Be Good
Chapter 6
author's note: Okay first off I apologize for the long wait. I kinda got stuck about halfway through the chapter, but I finally ginished. Secondly I apologize again because it's so short. I promise I'll try to make the next one longer. I'll also try to get it up sooner. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you to everyone that's reviewed so far, and um, yeah. Okay I'm gonna stop rambling now and let you read the chapter. Don't forget to review, they may make me write faster (hint hint :) ).
disclaimer: yeah, i don't own anything, never have and never will.
"So tell me what happened on your way to the gate," Sam said upon entering her lab. She grabbed her laptop and looked at Daniel expectantly.
"Well, we were being pursued. I'm not sure how, but I ended up behind everyone. The gate was dialed, they ran through, a couple seconds later I ran through, but I ended up here," Daniel replied sitting in the chair across from her.
Sam frowned. She had been hoping that he would end up saying the names of whoever was on the team, but he had been very careful not to reveal anything.
"You know, you don't have to keep so much to yourself. This is a different reality," she said.
"Yeah, I know, but I could still mess things up if I told you too much."
"Okay, um, can you tell me about your pursuers weapons?" Sam was hoping he wouldn't say he couldn't.
"Why? What does that have to do with anything?"
Sam sighed, at least he didn't say no. "Did they have energy weapons?"
"Yes."
"Okay, do you know if any blasts impacted the stargate?"
"I don't know for sure, but probably. Their fire was kind of all over the place."
"Well, if the gate was hit the energy it absorbed might have made the wormhole jump to the gate on PX7-777," Sam began typing furiously on her computer.
Daniel sat up, leaning against the table as he asked, "But why did I end up in the past of an alternate reality?"
"That is what I'm trying to figure out."
An hour later Daniel was sitting in the commissary having gotten tired of sitting around Sam's lab doing nothing. He was trying not to think about what Vala was doing to his office, he didn't want to dwell on the mess he would have to clean up when he got back, well, if he got back.
"Hey, how ya doing?" The sound of Jack's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"I'm fine," Daniel was almost hoping that Jack would go away, but if this Jack was anything remotely like his Jack then he knew he wouldn't. But he could still hope.
"You always say that," Jack said as he sat down, "Well, Danny always says it and you two seem a lot alike so . . ."
Daniel raised an eyebrow. He was nothing like the Daniel Jackson of this reality.
Jack sat there and fidgeted the entire time Daniel was silent. He almost jumped when the other man spoke.
"I'm not like him," it was almost a whisper, but Jack heard him, "at least not anymore."
"Why?" The question was out of Jack's mouth before he could stop himself.
Daniel just shrugged then said, "Things changed, a lot happened . . ." he let the sentence trail off, but Jack caught the silent comment, 'we lost a lot of people.'
Jack just nodded. They sat in silence for a few minutes, and just as Jack was about to say something Danny walked up to the table.
"Sam thinks she might have something," Danny said glancing from Jack to Daniel.
"Alright, I suppose it's about time we let Carter confuse us," Jack replied as he and Daniel stood.
"You mean confuse you," Daniel said as the three of them headed for the door.
Jack just glared at him. Obviously this Daniel hung out with the Jack O'Neill from his time way too much. He was starting to act like him. Jack would have to make that that didn't happen here too. Danny was already a pain to deal with.
"Whatever, let's just go," he said knowing he'd lost this little 'argument.' But he'd get him next time.