Days of Chaos
I own nothing. I simply borrow the characters to write with because it's something more
interesting to do in psychology then learn about classical conditioning.
Author's note: Do not fear. I have at least another twelve pages written already. I just have to
find time to type them, which I will have while avoiding writing my APA style manuscript for
Intro to Psych.
Reviews make me happy and inspire me to type faster and write more. Hint hint wink
wink. :)
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She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, chewing on it as the guards looked at her ID,
her nervousness increasing as he began to type on the computer in front of him, then picked up
the phone and placed a call, probably to whoever was in charge of security. They were going to
come out of the mountain and take her into custody and then she'd never-
The man laid a comforting hand on the small of her back and she stopped moving around.
The guard put down the phone and handed back the ID. She took it with a shaking hand,
dropping it back into the envelope.
"You're late. You're to report directly to the briefing room." He sounded unhappy.
Apparently whoever was on the other side of the phone was not happy with her tardy appearance.
The man handed over his ID with a quick reassuring squeeze to her upper arm.
The guard handed back his ID almost immediately. "You're late too, Dr. Jackson. The
General has been looking for you for the last fifteen minutes."
Dr. Jackson shrugged. "Oops. Third briefing I've forgotten this week."
The lieutenant looked at him unamused. "You're to report to the briefing room ASAP."
He started walking in, pulling her along for the ride. A moment later they stepped in side
the elevator and the doors shut.
As it began to move downward toward their destination (there really were to many
buttons to choose from) he turned to her.
"I never introduced myself. Daniel Jackson."
She looked shyly away from his thousand watt grin before responding. "Kara Clark."
They shook hands as the slowed. "Nice to meet you."
They walked through a maze of identical corridors before stopping before a gray door. He
turned to face her, a seemingly permanent smile on his face.
"Ever seen a pissed off general?" he said jokingly as he opened the door.
"Too many times." He didn't have a chance to respond before a very large imposing bald
man broke in.
"Dr. Jackson you are fifteen minutes late. This is getting ridiculous.' he trailed off as he
spotted her standing in the doorway.
"Dr. Clark I presume?"
Ouch. Doctor. Always hated that. Tells people way to much about my life right off the
bat. Not that anyone could ever guess the real truth about my life.
"She's a doctor?" And of course the always present surprised reactions. This one from a
gray-haired colonel, formerly sitting at the table playing with a bouncy ball., now up out of his
seat, the ball rolling along the floor, it's route traced by one very large, ummm, taciturn? Man
with a gold tattoo on his forehead.
The only other person in the room was a blonde woman, looking very amused at the
whole situation, yet curious at the same time.
The general cleared his throat. "Let's all just take a seat."
Kara moved nervously toward the table, taking the first seat she came to, which just
happened to be next to the man with the tattoo.
Daniel took the seat next to her and the general moved to stand behind the chair at the
head of the table.
"Dr. Clark, I'd like to officially welcome you to the SGC. I'm General Hammond," he
suppressed a smile at that, "Next to you is Teal'c," the large man nodded, "You already know Dr.
Jackson. Then we have Colonel Jack O'Neil and Major Samantha Carter."
Jack sat forward in his chair. "Can we get back to this 'Dr.' thing. I mean, she's like
twelve!"
"Jack! That's enough," General Hammond barked. Jack sat back in his chair, a scowl on
his face.
General Hammond turned to Kara. "I apologize."
Kara shook her head. "Not like it's the first time. When you have five PhD's by the time
you turn seventeen," she looked pointedly at Jack, "you get used to the reactions."
"That doesn't mean you should have to."
Kara was about to respond when a sudden wave of dizziness hit her. She grabbed onto the
table edge to keep from falling out of her chair.
She heard concerned voices, but they sounded far away.
She jumped as she felt a large hand on her arm and she glanced up to see Teal'c looking
down at her.
"Are you well?"
She looked around to see everyone staring at her in concern. "I'm fine. I just-"
"You just what?" Jack asked with concern, but just the smallest bit of sarcasm.
General Hammond stepped in. "Come on. It's been a long day. We'll get you settled into
your quarters and then you can rest."
Suprising everyone but Kara herself, Hammond walked over to her, helped her out of her
chair, and they walked out of the briefing room.
The others just stared after them. Daniel and Sam looked confused and Teal'c looked like
Teal'c, but Jack looked pissed.
"What the hell is going on? Long day? It's nine in the morning."
Daniel shrugged and stood up. "I don't know. But I'm late for my appointment with Dr.
Fraiser."
Daniel walked out followed by Sam. "I'm in the middle of an experiment."
Jack stood up and walked out next to Teal'c. "Let's go get something to eat."
Teal'c nodded and they headed off.
I own nothing. I simply borrow the characters to write with because it's something more
interesting to do in psychology then learn about classical conditioning.
Author's note: Do not fear. I have at least another twelve pages written already. I just have to
find time to type them, which I will have while avoiding writing my APA style manuscript for
Intro to Psych.
Reviews make me happy and inspire me to type faster and write more. Hint hint wink
wink. :)
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, chewing on it as the guards looked at her ID,
her nervousness increasing as he began to type on the computer in front of him, then picked up
the phone and placed a call, probably to whoever was in charge of security. They were going to
come out of the mountain and take her into custody and then she'd never-
The man laid a comforting hand on the small of her back and she stopped moving around.
The guard put down the phone and handed back the ID. She took it with a shaking hand,
dropping it back into the envelope.
"You're late. You're to report directly to the briefing room." He sounded unhappy.
Apparently whoever was on the other side of the phone was not happy with her tardy appearance.
The man handed over his ID with a quick reassuring squeeze to her upper arm.
The guard handed back his ID almost immediately. "You're late too, Dr. Jackson. The
General has been looking for you for the last fifteen minutes."
Dr. Jackson shrugged. "Oops. Third briefing I've forgotten this week."
The lieutenant looked at him unamused. "You're to report to the briefing room ASAP."
He started walking in, pulling her along for the ride. A moment later they stepped in side
the elevator and the doors shut.
As it began to move downward toward their destination (there really were to many
buttons to choose from) he turned to her.
"I never introduced myself. Daniel Jackson."
She looked shyly away from his thousand watt grin before responding. "Kara Clark."
They shook hands as the slowed. "Nice to meet you."
They walked through a maze of identical corridors before stopping before a gray door. He
turned to face her, a seemingly permanent smile on his face.
"Ever seen a pissed off general?" he said jokingly as he opened the door.
"Too many times." He didn't have a chance to respond before a very large imposing bald
man broke in.
"Dr. Jackson you are fifteen minutes late. This is getting ridiculous.' he trailed off as he
spotted her standing in the doorway.
"Dr. Clark I presume?"
Ouch. Doctor. Always hated that. Tells people way to much about my life right off the
bat. Not that anyone could ever guess the real truth about my life.
"She's a doctor?" And of course the always present surprised reactions. This one from a
gray-haired colonel, formerly sitting at the table playing with a bouncy ball., now up out of his
seat, the ball rolling along the floor, it's route traced by one very large, ummm, taciturn? Man
with a gold tattoo on his forehead.
The only other person in the room was a blonde woman, looking very amused at the
whole situation, yet curious at the same time.
The general cleared his throat. "Let's all just take a seat."
Kara moved nervously toward the table, taking the first seat she came to, which just
happened to be next to the man with the tattoo.
Daniel took the seat next to her and the general moved to stand behind the chair at the
head of the table.
"Dr. Clark, I'd like to officially welcome you to the SGC. I'm General Hammond," he
suppressed a smile at that, "Next to you is Teal'c," the large man nodded, "You already know Dr.
Jackson. Then we have Colonel Jack O'Neil and Major Samantha Carter."
Jack sat forward in his chair. "Can we get back to this 'Dr.' thing. I mean, she's like
twelve!"
"Jack! That's enough," General Hammond barked. Jack sat back in his chair, a scowl on
his face.
General Hammond turned to Kara. "I apologize."
Kara shook her head. "Not like it's the first time. When you have five PhD's by the time
you turn seventeen," she looked pointedly at Jack, "you get used to the reactions."
"That doesn't mean you should have to."
Kara was about to respond when a sudden wave of dizziness hit her. She grabbed onto the
table edge to keep from falling out of her chair.
She heard concerned voices, but they sounded far away.
She jumped as she felt a large hand on her arm and she glanced up to see Teal'c looking
down at her.
"Are you well?"
She looked around to see everyone staring at her in concern. "I'm fine. I just-"
"You just what?" Jack asked with concern, but just the smallest bit of sarcasm.
General Hammond stepped in. "Come on. It's been a long day. We'll get you settled into
your quarters and then you can rest."
Suprising everyone but Kara herself, Hammond walked over to her, helped her out of her
chair, and they walked out of the briefing room.
The others just stared after them. Daniel and Sam looked confused and Teal'c looked like
Teal'c, but Jack looked pissed.
"What the hell is going on? Long day? It's nine in the morning."
Daniel shrugged and stood up. "I don't know. But I'm late for my appointment with Dr.
Fraiser."
Daniel walked out followed by Sam. "I'm in the middle of an experiment."
Jack stood up and walked out next to Teal'c. "Let's go get something to eat."
Teal'c nodded and they headed off.