The Alternate Daughter
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
Jack opened the door to the small room.
"You can stay here" he said, putting one of her two bags on the bed. She smiled slightly.
"What?" he asked.
"My room" she answered.
"Okay. Bathroom's down the hall on the right, the..."
"I do know my way around. I've only lived in this house for my entire life"
"Right. Well, I'll see you in the morning" he said and started to leave.
"Here" she shoved the pack she was holdng into his arms, "This is yours" Jack took the bag and went to his own room. He stuffed the bag in the corner and got ready for bed, but he couldn't sleep. So he got up and dumbed the bag out on his bed. He sifted through the asortment of clothes and survival gear. At the bottom of the pile was a thick manila envelope. The first few papers were orders for he and the rest of SG-1 to escape through the Star Gate in case of attack. But in the bottom of the envelope there were what looked like old pictures, crinkled and dog eared. He pulled them out slowly, almost afraid of what he'd see. The first was a picture of SG-1 as he knew it. It could have been taken the day before. They were all in civilian clothing, a sunny day, it looked like a barbeque. The next picture was of Carter, a pregnant Carter, sitting by a pool somewhere. The next picture stopped Jack. He stared at it, barely able to believe he was holding it. He and Carter stood together, cradling an infant bedecked in pink. The back said "Mom, Dad and Cassi. '03" in a handwriting reminicent of his own. The following pictures all had Cassi in them. As Jack flipped thoruhg them he watched the slow progression of years, and watched as Cassi grew into the woman she was now. Teal'c with cake on his face at her first birthday party, Daniel pushing her off on what was probably her first bike. He stared at one in the middle for a long time. He was asleep on the couch, the same one just below his feet in his living room, Cassi curled un his lap. There were others. He and Cassi in the SGC debriefing room, them bowling together, she and Teal'c playing with some cat. WIth the evidence staring him in the face, he could no longer entertain doubts that she was not his daughter.
His head snapped up as he heard a soft moan coming from somewhere. It came again, this time more discernable as "Dad", but he suddenly realizd he had not heard it with his ears.
"What are you doing Cassi?" he muttered to the empty room.
DAD! He cringed and clasped his head as sounds of gunfire and screaming filled his head.
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
Jack opened the door to the small room.
"You can stay here" he said, putting one of her two bags on the bed. She smiled slightly.
"What?" he asked.
"My room" she answered.
"Okay. Bathroom's down the hall on the right, the..."
"I do know my way around. I've only lived in this house for my entire life"
"Right. Well, I'll see you in the morning" he said and started to leave.
"Here" she shoved the pack she was holdng into his arms, "This is yours" Jack took the bag and went to his own room. He stuffed the bag in the corner and got ready for bed, but he couldn't sleep. So he got up and dumbed the bag out on his bed. He sifted through the asortment of clothes and survival gear. At the bottom of the pile was a thick manila envelope. The first few papers were orders for he and the rest of SG-1 to escape through the Star Gate in case of attack. But in the bottom of the envelope there were what looked like old pictures, crinkled and dog eared. He pulled them out slowly, almost afraid of what he'd see. The first was a picture of SG-1 as he knew it. It could have been taken the day before. They were all in civilian clothing, a sunny day, it looked like a barbeque. The next picture was of Carter, a pregnant Carter, sitting by a pool somewhere. The next picture stopped Jack. He stared at it, barely able to believe he was holding it. He and Carter stood together, cradling an infant bedecked in pink. The back said "Mom, Dad and Cassi. '03" in a handwriting reminicent of his own. The following pictures all had Cassi in them. As Jack flipped thoruhg them he watched the slow progression of years, and watched as Cassi grew into the woman she was now. Teal'c with cake on his face at her first birthday party, Daniel pushing her off on what was probably her first bike. He stared at one in the middle for a long time. He was asleep on the couch, the same one just below his feet in his living room, Cassi curled un his lap. There were others. He and Cassi in the SGC debriefing room, them bowling together, she and Teal'c playing with some cat. WIth the evidence staring him in the face, he could no longer entertain doubts that she was not his daughter.
His head snapped up as he heard a soft moan coming from somewhere. It came again, this time more discernable as "Dad", but he suddenly realizd he had not heard it with his ears.
"What are you doing Cassi?" he muttered to the empty room.
DAD! He cringed and clasped his head as sounds of gunfire and screaming filled his head.