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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?
"Where exactly did you find that stuff, Daniel?" Jack asked.
"Um, in one of the stone oblieskes, actually. I accidently pushed in on one of the sets of waves. I think they may be symbolic of psychic powers" Daniel answered, "Or something." They were in Cassi's room, playing cards. She'd been asleep for about six hours, only half the time that Daniel estimated she would sleep. When they realized their voices weren't going to wake her, they'd moved themselves inside the room to wait. Sam was asleep, laying next to Cassi on the bed, and Jack and Daniel were teaching Teal'c how to play poker.
"Trips. You win...again!" Daniel exclaimed as Teal'c revealed his cards.
"So, you figured out what all the gibberish means then?" Jack asked, gathering the cards to shuffle them for the next round.
"Not all of it. I still don't know what happened to Cass" Danile answered, counting his make shift money they'd stolen from the monopoly game, "But I think I figured some of it out. For instance, those waves, I think represent psychic powers, or the mind or something like that" Jack started dealing the cards as he listened, "On the plate, and two of the oblieskes, the waves were contained between two lines, trapped sort of. On the oblieskes I found the liquid in, one set of waves was trapped, then there was a word that seems to mean 'to' or 'becomes', and then a pair of free waves. Three" he set three of his cards down and recieved new ones.
"But, you do not know for sure that these waves represent mental powers?" Teal'c asked.
"Uh, no. It's kind of like trying to learn english when you don't know what a pronoun is. You're missing a vital part of the language"
"What about the other stuff we brought back?" Jack asked.
"The tablets seem to be an explination for what the plate device is, but it's buried in so much poetry, I can't figure it out." Daniel admitted, "The ball I think is a saftey device. The plate had a round, sunken in center. I think when the ball is placed in it, it neutralizes the plate"
"Did Cass take it off?" Jack asked, flopping his cards down as Teal'c won yet another game.
"I think we shouldn't have taught you to paly, Teal'c." Daniel told his friend, "But, no, I don't think she did"
"So, it's some dead guy's fault?" Jack said.
"Uh, yeah." Daniel replied. A few more hours passed. The men lost their interest in the games. Sam woke up. Daniel pulled a book out. Teal'c started meditating in a corner. Jack moved over to sit with Sam and Cassi. Sam was stroking Cass's hair, still laying next to her. Jack suddenly realized how much like her mother Cassi looked, and wondered if she looked as much like him when they stood together. He hoped not, for her sake. The girl stirred slightly in her sleep, but Sam went right on lightly pushing her fingers through her hair. Then she started shaking her head.
"What?" Jack inquired.
"What happens next time?" she said softly, "How many more times can we go through this, Jack? She might not make it the next time. Her mind could be destroyed, her body could be broken and unrepairable, and we could lose her before we ever realy have her" A dire future flashed before Jack's eyes - another funeral, but with no interruptions; a pale face resembling Cassi's; a coffin lowering into a cold hard ground; an emptiness that could never be filled, making the already existing hole in his heart expand until that organ could no longer function. he knew that future was what awaitd his daughter, a glorious heroic death and a cold grave for the rest of eternity.
"She can't go on any more missions" Sam said quietly.
"You're right" Jack answered. As the two gazed at their daughter, they knew she would be visiting many more worlds with them.
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?
"Where exactly did you find that stuff, Daniel?" Jack asked.
"Um, in one of the stone oblieskes, actually. I accidently pushed in on one of the sets of waves. I think they may be symbolic of psychic powers" Daniel answered, "Or something." They were in Cassi's room, playing cards. She'd been asleep for about six hours, only half the time that Daniel estimated she would sleep. When they realized their voices weren't going to wake her, they'd moved themselves inside the room to wait. Sam was asleep, laying next to Cassi on the bed, and Jack and Daniel were teaching Teal'c how to play poker.
"Trips. You win...again!" Daniel exclaimed as Teal'c revealed his cards.
"So, you figured out what all the gibberish means then?" Jack asked, gathering the cards to shuffle them for the next round.
"Not all of it. I still don't know what happened to Cass" Danile answered, counting his make shift money they'd stolen from the monopoly game, "But I think I figured some of it out. For instance, those waves, I think represent psychic powers, or the mind or something like that" Jack started dealing the cards as he listened, "On the plate, and two of the oblieskes, the waves were contained between two lines, trapped sort of. On the oblieskes I found the liquid in, one set of waves was trapped, then there was a word that seems to mean 'to' or 'becomes', and then a pair of free waves. Three" he set three of his cards down and recieved new ones.
"But, you do not know for sure that these waves represent mental powers?" Teal'c asked.
"Uh, no. It's kind of like trying to learn english when you don't know what a pronoun is. You're missing a vital part of the language"
"What about the other stuff we brought back?" Jack asked.
"The tablets seem to be an explination for what the plate device is, but it's buried in so much poetry, I can't figure it out." Daniel admitted, "The ball I think is a saftey device. The plate had a round, sunken in center. I think when the ball is placed in it, it neutralizes the plate"
"Did Cass take it off?" Jack asked, flopping his cards down as Teal'c won yet another game.
"I think we shouldn't have taught you to paly, Teal'c." Daniel told his friend, "But, no, I don't think she did"
"So, it's some dead guy's fault?" Jack said.
"Uh, yeah." Daniel replied. A few more hours passed. The men lost their interest in the games. Sam woke up. Daniel pulled a book out. Teal'c started meditating in a corner. Jack moved over to sit with Sam and Cassi. Sam was stroking Cass's hair, still laying next to her. Jack suddenly realized how much like her mother Cassi looked, and wondered if she looked as much like him when they stood together. He hoped not, for her sake. The girl stirred slightly in her sleep, but Sam went right on lightly pushing her fingers through her hair. Then she started shaking her head.
"What?" Jack inquired.
"What happens next time?" she said softly, "How many more times can we go through this, Jack? She might not make it the next time. Her mind could be destroyed, her body could be broken and unrepairable, and we could lose her before we ever realy have her" A dire future flashed before Jack's eyes - another funeral, but with no interruptions; a pale face resembling Cassi's; a coffin lowering into a cold hard ground; an emptiness that could never be filled, making the already existing hole in his heart expand until that organ could no longer function. he knew that future was what awaitd his daughter, a glorious heroic death and a cold grave for the rest of eternity.
"She can't go on any more missions" Sam said quietly.
"You're right" Jack answered. As the two gazed at their daughter, they knew she would be visiting many more worlds with them.