Title: If there ever
was a God
Author: Rai
Email: queen_rai@hotmail.com
Category: Thoughts, Angst,Drama,
Future story, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Sam/Jack, Daniel/Sam
Spoilers: Nope, sorry don't think so, if there is, whoops
Season: Future
Rating: PG
Content Warnings: none
Status: Completed
Summary: If this was the end, would it have been worth it.
Disclaimer: I do not own them, I apologise if I have offended any one with this
story and I am very grateful to the people that do own them for lending them to
me. I have not been paid for this story; I am a poor Australian student.They don't know about this, but if they read this?
I'd be honoured for feedback
Author's notes: PLEASE send me constructive criticism,
this is the first piece I have written down and would like very much to know
what people think. This story is for my Mum, Mary Ann Cook RIP 29/5/01 aged 47
years.
He sat, unmoving between the two motionless bodies of his two best friends,
listening to the constant "beep" of the monitors, thinking it was the
most beautiful sound in the world. He hoped that he would never have to hear
that sound end.
He -was- Daniel Jackson, albeit a little older and with a few more scars, but
Janet said they were character building. He laughed. Character
building? Nah they just hurt like hell. He had to smile at that. All the
time he had spent in the infirmary? In the end George Hammond had ordered him
to take Janet out on a date. He had said that he was worried if they didn't do
anything about their -obvious- attraction to each other Daniel would end up
hurt, or even worse, -really- hurt. He smiled at that, George was a very
intuitive man, and it really was a wonder he never worked out what was going on
between his second in command and -his-second in command. Sam
and Jack. He smiled, remembering the day that Jack had wandered into the
briefing room and announced in front of a very confused General, a -highly-
amused Archaeologist and a Jafar turned good guy,
that he, Jack, Jonathan O'Neill was going to ask a certain Major, soon to be
Colonel out on a date and if anyone had an objection to that they could ask
(very nicely of course) to explain himself. No one had objected of course. But
when Sam heard about it? Well Daniel had heard her in his office, and they were
not even on the same level. Only a few weeks later she had moved into Jack's
place.
They were off base, officially a couple. On base they were Colonel Jack O'Neill
and Colonel Sam Carter (her promotion had come through) if you didn't know
better you would have sworn that nothing had changed, except now they lived
together and were on a first name basis. Jack had said it was a much better
thing to have his girlfriend call him by his first
name rather than Sir. Daniel had to laugh again. Sir?
Such a silly word, but for years, that was the main reason that they had not
gotten together. Sir. Sam still called him that, even
now, even after all they had been through. Mostly now it was a joke, a pet name.
Although once in a while there would be an edge to that title and Jack would
know that he'd pushed the boundaries a little to far this time and it was time
to pull his head back in. She'd called him Sir just before this. She'd been
laughing, they all had. They were getting married and George had given them
what he called a nice easy assignment. To a nice little
backward world. Where Daniel would talk to the locals, Teal'c would make sure there were no alien threats; Sam
would take any scientific measurements that she felt were necessary and Jack?
Well Jack would lead them, make sure they were ok. But that was obviously not
in the script. They had come down the ramp, Jack had whined about the trees,
Daniel had commented on the building structure of a nearby residence. Teal'c had checked around and finding no obvious threat had
relaxed considerably. They were attacked soon after. Turns out that in their
culture women are not allowed to be seen in the presence of men other then
family. Daniel had tried to explain that Jack and Sam were to be married. He'd
even said that he was Sam's brother and in the absence of their father he was
her guardian. When it came to Teal'c? He gained the
title of village Holy Man. That had seemed to satisfy the locals.
They separated them when they arrived in the village, but as they seemed to be
kind enough and they all agreed that there was no treat that it was all right.
When he had awoken, Daniel was alone in a cell. All attempts to communicate
fell on deaf ears; the locals did not want to know. In the time that followed,
there was nothing. No beatings, no starvation, nothing, at least not for
Daniel. When SG 4 came to rescue them, Daniel found out that Sam and Jack had
not been so lucky. When he saw them again, he barely recognised them. They
were, to put it lightly a mess. Swollen, bruised, broken and he knew that Jack
was missing a few teeth, apparently he had lost them
trying to protect Sam from a beating. Great lot of good that
had done them. Daniel laughed bitterly. After everything, after all the
time they had spent fighting? What was going to happen to the great Jack
O'Neill and Sam Carter? What was Daniel suppose to tell their kids? They were
only three years old now. Raileigh and Colm, they had found them on a world they had named Avalon.
As in the Arthurian Legend? The children were orphans,
and according to -their- society they were of no use and as such would be
drowned. They had been immediately adopted by Sam and Jack and as such gained
the titles of Mum and Dad. Daniel had seen how other people regarded Jack and
Sam when they were with the kids. Everyone thought what a cute family they
were. The kids looked very little like their adoptive parents, but they had
adopted the same mannerisms and as such, became "Their kids".
Daniel could put off doing that for a while, the kids were at his house, and
Janet and Cassie were looking after them. They would be all right for the
moment. Just give it a minute. They will be all right.
