Title: The Infamous Betrayal of Recontentment-PART TWO 'Rebellion'
Author: atheniandream/Jawbreakerchick/Paisleychick, my alter egos :)
Email: atheniandream@aol.com
Content Warnings: Angst, Drama, Action, EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Spoilers: None, but no Daniel, (Not yet, until S7!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Season: Six
Rating: R jus 2 b safe
Summary: The Rebellion begins...and she's heading it...
Author's notes: hope you like it, gotta feed to get the rest!! MAYBE 4/5 parts, biggest
fic from me yet??! HE HE HE
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of
Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA,
Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is
for entertainment purposes only and no money
exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original
characters, situations, and story are the property
of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the
consent of the author.
================================================================
The Infamous Betrayal of Recontentment-PART TWO 'Rebellion'
Hide and Seek...
What if Jacob didn't know about the 'Za'tarc incident'?
What if everyone failed to mention that, even Hammond?
"Sam! Oh, Jack!"
Jacob emerged out of a bush, walking happily towards Sam and The Colonel, who just happened
to be looking about as conspicuous as you could get. His hands tucked deep into his pockets,
hair wild and a seriously disturbed look on his face.
Embarrassment? Surely not.
"Hi Dad! We were just um,"
"What sweetie, cat gotcha tongue?" he replied simply.
More like Colonel.....
Their faces turned from disturbed to utterly guilty, and a blatant cover-up was needed.
Sam felt time to intervene, as she picked up her Jacket off of the floor.
"Oh, we were just talking 'bout Jonas, he's really starting to get on our nerves late-Jonas,
Hi!" What a time for your cover-up to come out of the bushes, along with Teal's, who seemed
more than amused, at the obvious situation.
Jacob, however, was anything but. Now standing with his arms folded and a stiffly noticeable
glare towards the direction of a bemused Colonel.
"So, uh, whatcha doin here, Dad?" Sam continued to make a play at conversation. More for
Jack's sake than hers. In here past experience, it was never her that got the rap for making
out with guys on her father's sofa. Go figure...
"I reached Earth an hour ago, for a mission the Tok'ra wanted you for. Hammond said you were
here, doing SOMEthing." the extra emphasis on something left a dark muddled taste in the back
of her throat. Her father was definitely mad. Not in the physical sense. But inside, she knew.
Still, she wasn't giving up that easy.
"Fine. Let's go." She motioned for the rest to start heading back to the gate. As Jack past
her, she held he arm out in front of him.
"Carter?"
He looked at her wearily. Now extremely worried for her sake, even though he shouldn't be.
In one swift moment, she'd grab his coat collar and kissed him all at once. Then licking her
lips and looking very pleased with herself, she raised her eyebrow at him and walked off to
follow he rest.
Leaving him, wondering.
She's soooo not giving up this one.... no Sir.
=============================================================
Rebellious. I don't always happen when you're young.
Depends on when you're u for the fight....
=============================================================
Six people sat around the briefing table.
An observant Jaffa.
A confused Jonas.
A harmonizing General.
A Vengeful Major.
And then Jacob.
Staring at Jack.
Who was staring at Hammond, who was staring at Sam?
"So, what you're saying is that you want Sg-1, to infiltrate goa'ould stronghold, by dressing
as prisoners, and then collect a piece of Goa'ould Technology from an undercover member of the
Tok'ra?" Hammond turned to Jacob, then to he rest of Sg-1.
"Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying George."
Throughout the entire briefing, The General couldn't help but sense an obviously heightened
amount of frustration throughout the five of them.
Which not oddly enough, emulated around three of them in particular.
Sitting in silence, he glanced a Jack first. He was scribbling something un-identifiable in his
pad, trying not to look in the direct eye-line of Jacob. Who was evidently still staring at him.
And not in a good way. It made him feel like a little boy again, one who was getting scolded
for eating the newly baked cookies that were mean to be left for Christmas.
Sure, he could think of Carter as a Cookie. Well, more like a tough Cookie. A really, really
vengeful cookie.
"Well, sg-1 any questions? Anything you' like to add?"
None of them made a sound. And about thee-quarters of them nodded. That was until He got kicked
underneath the table. That made him nod. Wish that he'd crossed his legs a little before hand.
To cushion the blow, as he glared at her sat in front of him.
"Okay Sg-1, you have a go. Report to the Gate room, in one hour."
============================================================
I'm sure it was "Sg-1 you have a go!" ???? Hmmmmm I must be deaf.......
============================================================
The whole layout of the mission would be that Sam, Jack, Jacob and Jonas would act as slaves,
and would be transported to the planet Liagon, where their job would be to find their Tok'ra
contact, also known as 'Mara' and receive the stolen Goa'ould Technology. No one actually knew
what it would do. But apparently word in the ranks was that it could create world catastrophes,
and we don't' want the Goa'ould with that now, do we?
Teal'c couldn't' go, because well, everyone knows who he is, and a Jaffa prisoner would look a
little odd now, so he was instructed to fly them via a new Goa'ould Cargo vessel and wait for
them to complete the task.
This left a very awkward journey ahead of them...
It had been about two hours into the journey and Sam had noticed that the Colonel was nowhere
in sight, and no doubt, had tried to stay as far away from her Dad as possible.
It was starting to worry her a little. Her dad SHE could handle, mainly because she knew what
his weakness was. But, Jack? She wasn't so sure he'd rise up to the challenge.
How many times had he restacked all their weaponry? This was getting ridiculous. He thought,
slumping down into a pile on the floor.
He was an adult. Right?
He couldn't hold his own, and he sure could win a fight.
But this wasn't a fight was it?
He was being punished for something, which they shouldn't have done.
"Colonel?" his head turned swiftly, causing him to wrench his neck in the process.
"What Carter?" he mumbled in agony, as he
"Are you okay? You've been hiding for a while." She looked at his posture, slumped in defeat and
unwilling to co-operate.
"No I haven't!"
"Avoiding my Dad?"
"Uh-UH! I've been sorting out our resources Carter."
"Jack! Don't make me hurt you."
"Okay, okay! What do you expect me to do, Huh? Go talk to him, because you think that's gonna
work, then....I may as well resign now."
She sighed at him.
About as much as she could do at that moment.
So, instead of opting for conversation, she walked towards where he sat, and scooted over to
sit. In front of him, between his legs, so that her head could rest against his left shoulder,
stretching out her long neck in the process.
As she closed her eyes, the heat of his breath slid delicately up her neck, causing her to moan.
"Carter?"
A lot.
"I locked the door." She purred, her hands running down his legs, which lie around hers.
His right arm pulled her closer bringing her back out of it's arch, whilst his left hand started
at her throat and glided ever so slowly and sensually down her neck, to her breasts, and down to
her stomach.
"How...much time...do we have."
"Oh about 5 hours."
"Plenty of time then?"
"Yea...sure...ya betcha..."
================================================================
15. (opp. sex , or same dependin) Have you ever had a crush on me?: ANSWER: Well, once I
accidentally elbowed (crushed) the keyboard whilst emailing you, it was pretty intense, does
that count?
================================================================
Meanwhile Jacob, Teal'c and Jonas had continued to travel to the planet in question.
Sam had been gone a while, about an hour since she had told them that se urgently needed to
speak to the Colonel. And that had only made him a little more suspicious of his daughter's
action, especially the act in question.
Now, it wasn't that he didn't like Jack, because he did. He was a great soldier, loyal and a
spectacular Leader, however stupid the guy could be at times, he'd let the guy watch his six
anytime. He just had a problem letting the Colonel watch his daughter's.
"Can you hear anything?" Jonas was the first to comment on the muffled sound coming from behind
the Cargo Bay door.
No sooner had he commented then the door had opened, and Major Carter emerged from the other
side.
"Hey Dad, we there yet?"
Jacob had been too busy studying her clothing to make sure that it hadn't moved from the last
time that they he saw her. So instead he opted for a grunt of sorts, and continued to stare out
of the window.
"Dad?"
"Yes."
"Can I talk to you for a moment please?" The stiff expression on her face told him that this
was it. The inevitable. The discussion.
"I'm busy Sam. If I don't get this right, then the whole mission's destroyed."
She winced at his ice-cold stubbornness.
"Fine."
This, was going to be so much fun.
==================================================================================
Why can't your parents let you grow up? When you get to 50, it starts to get annoying...
And by then you can't be bothered to argue...
===================================================================================
Likey?
No Likey?
FEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD me?
PWEASE and CARROTS??
You know you want to....
Athena
~~~~~
=====
Author: atheniandream/Jawbreakerchick/Paisleychick, my alter egos :)
Email: atheniandream@aol.com
Content Warnings: Angst, Drama, Action, EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Spoilers: None, but no Daniel, (Not yet, until S7!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Season: Six
Rating: R jus 2 b safe
Summary: The Rebellion begins...and she's heading it...
Author's notes: hope you like it, gotta feed to get the rest!! MAYBE 4/5 parts, biggest
fic from me yet??! HE HE HE
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of
Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA,
Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is
for entertainment purposes only and no money
exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original
characters, situations, and story are the property
of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the
consent of the author.
================================================================
The Infamous Betrayal of Recontentment-PART TWO 'Rebellion'
Hide and Seek...
What if Jacob didn't know about the 'Za'tarc incident'?
What if everyone failed to mention that, even Hammond?
"Sam! Oh, Jack!"
Jacob emerged out of a bush, walking happily towards Sam and The Colonel, who just happened
to be looking about as conspicuous as you could get. His hands tucked deep into his pockets,
hair wild and a seriously disturbed look on his face.
Embarrassment? Surely not.
"Hi Dad! We were just um,"
"What sweetie, cat gotcha tongue?" he replied simply.
More like Colonel.....
Their faces turned from disturbed to utterly guilty, and a blatant cover-up was needed.
Sam felt time to intervene, as she picked up her Jacket off of the floor.
"Oh, we were just talking 'bout Jonas, he's really starting to get on our nerves late-Jonas,
Hi!" What a time for your cover-up to come out of the bushes, along with Teal's, who seemed
more than amused, at the obvious situation.
Jacob, however, was anything but. Now standing with his arms folded and a stiffly noticeable
glare towards the direction of a bemused Colonel.
"So, uh, whatcha doin here, Dad?" Sam continued to make a play at conversation. More for
Jack's sake than hers. In here past experience, it was never her that got the rap for making
out with guys on her father's sofa. Go figure...
"I reached Earth an hour ago, for a mission the Tok'ra wanted you for. Hammond said you were
here, doing SOMEthing." the extra emphasis on something left a dark muddled taste in the back
of her throat. Her father was definitely mad. Not in the physical sense. But inside, she knew.
Still, she wasn't giving up that easy.
"Fine. Let's go." She motioned for the rest to start heading back to the gate. As Jack past
her, she held he arm out in front of him.
"Carter?"
He looked at her wearily. Now extremely worried for her sake, even though he shouldn't be.
In one swift moment, she'd grab his coat collar and kissed him all at once. Then licking her
lips and looking very pleased with herself, she raised her eyebrow at him and walked off to
follow he rest.
Leaving him, wondering.
She's soooo not giving up this one.... no Sir.
=============================================================
Rebellious. I don't always happen when you're young.
Depends on when you're u for the fight....
=============================================================
Six people sat around the briefing table.
An observant Jaffa.
A confused Jonas.
A harmonizing General.
A Vengeful Major.
And then Jacob.
Staring at Jack.
Who was staring at Hammond, who was staring at Sam?
"So, what you're saying is that you want Sg-1, to infiltrate goa'ould stronghold, by dressing
as prisoners, and then collect a piece of Goa'ould Technology from an undercover member of the
Tok'ra?" Hammond turned to Jacob, then to he rest of Sg-1.
"Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying George."
Throughout the entire briefing, The General couldn't help but sense an obviously heightened
amount of frustration throughout the five of them.
Which not oddly enough, emulated around three of them in particular.
Sitting in silence, he glanced a Jack first. He was scribbling something un-identifiable in his
pad, trying not to look in the direct eye-line of Jacob. Who was evidently still staring at him.
And not in a good way. It made him feel like a little boy again, one who was getting scolded
for eating the newly baked cookies that were mean to be left for Christmas.
Sure, he could think of Carter as a Cookie. Well, more like a tough Cookie. A really, really
vengeful cookie.
"Well, sg-1 any questions? Anything you' like to add?"
None of them made a sound. And about thee-quarters of them nodded. That was until He got kicked
underneath the table. That made him nod. Wish that he'd crossed his legs a little before hand.
To cushion the blow, as he glared at her sat in front of him.
"Okay Sg-1, you have a go. Report to the Gate room, in one hour."
============================================================
I'm sure it was "Sg-1 you have a go!" ???? Hmmmmm I must be deaf.......
============================================================
The whole layout of the mission would be that Sam, Jack, Jacob and Jonas would act as slaves,
and would be transported to the planet Liagon, where their job would be to find their Tok'ra
contact, also known as 'Mara' and receive the stolen Goa'ould Technology. No one actually knew
what it would do. But apparently word in the ranks was that it could create world catastrophes,
and we don't' want the Goa'ould with that now, do we?
Teal'c couldn't' go, because well, everyone knows who he is, and a Jaffa prisoner would look a
little odd now, so he was instructed to fly them via a new Goa'ould Cargo vessel and wait for
them to complete the task.
This left a very awkward journey ahead of them...
It had been about two hours into the journey and Sam had noticed that the Colonel was nowhere
in sight, and no doubt, had tried to stay as far away from her Dad as possible.
It was starting to worry her a little. Her dad SHE could handle, mainly because she knew what
his weakness was. But, Jack? She wasn't so sure he'd rise up to the challenge.
How many times had he restacked all their weaponry? This was getting ridiculous. He thought,
slumping down into a pile on the floor.
He was an adult. Right?
He couldn't hold his own, and he sure could win a fight.
But this wasn't a fight was it?
He was being punished for something, which they shouldn't have done.
"Colonel?" his head turned swiftly, causing him to wrench his neck in the process.
"What Carter?" he mumbled in agony, as he
"Are you okay? You've been hiding for a while." She looked at his posture, slumped in defeat and
unwilling to co-operate.
"No I haven't!"
"Avoiding my Dad?"
"Uh-UH! I've been sorting out our resources Carter."
"Jack! Don't make me hurt you."
"Okay, okay! What do you expect me to do, Huh? Go talk to him, because you think that's gonna
work, then....I may as well resign now."
She sighed at him.
About as much as she could do at that moment.
So, instead of opting for conversation, she walked towards where he sat, and scooted over to
sit. In front of him, between his legs, so that her head could rest against his left shoulder,
stretching out her long neck in the process.
As she closed her eyes, the heat of his breath slid delicately up her neck, causing her to moan.
"Carter?"
A lot.
"I locked the door." She purred, her hands running down his legs, which lie around hers.
His right arm pulled her closer bringing her back out of it's arch, whilst his left hand started
at her throat and glided ever so slowly and sensually down her neck, to her breasts, and down to
her stomach.
"How...much time...do we have."
"Oh about 5 hours."
"Plenty of time then?"
"Yea...sure...ya betcha..."
================================================================
15. (opp. sex , or same dependin) Have you ever had a crush on me?: ANSWER: Well, once I
accidentally elbowed (crushed) the keyboard whilst emailing you, it was pretty intense, does
that count?
================================================================
Meanwhile Jacob, Teal'c and Jonas had continued to travel to the planet in question.
Sam had been gone a while, about an hour since she had told them that se urgently needed to
speak to the Colonel. And that had only made him a little more suspicious of his daughter's
action, especially the act in question.
Now, it wasn't that he didn't like Jack, because he did. He was a great soldier, loyal and a
spectacular Leader, however stupid the guy could be at times, he'd let the guy watch his six
anytime. He just had a problem letting the Colonel watch his daughter's.
"Can you hear anything?" Jonas was the first to comment on the muffled sound coming from behind
the Cargo Bay door.
No sooner had he commented then the door had opened, and Major Carter emerged from the other
side.
"Hey Dad, we there yet?"
Jacob had been too busy studying her clothing to make sure that it hadn't moved from the last
time that they he saw her. So instead he opted for a grunt of sorts, and continued to stare out
of the window.
"Dad?"
"Yes."
"Can I talk to you for a moment please?" The stiff expression on her face told him that this
was it. The inevitable. The discussion.
"I'm busy Sam. If I don't get this right, then the whole mission's destroyed."
She winced at his ice-cold stubbornness.
"Fine."
This, was going to be so much fun.
==================================================================================
Why can't your parents let you grow up? When you get to 50, it starts to get annoying...
And by then you can't be bothered to argue...
===================================================================================
Likey?
No Likey?
FEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD me?
PWEASE and CARROTS??
You know you want to....
Athena
~~~~~
=====