What If's, Maybe So's, and Could've Been's
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?
"Ssshhh!"
"I have to make some noise!"
"The Colonel's a light sleeper! He's trained you know!" The hissing voices cleared a bit, but he was still mostly asleep. He couldn't seem to wake himself entirely, so he decided he was dreaming. He certainly felt like he was dreaming.
"Doctor?" a male voice asked anxiously.
"They're fine." a female resoponded, "Their.....do you know anything about the brain? Well, okay, the area that holds memories is being blocked for the most part, but they may be having memory flashes. There isn't anything I can do though, so........................" The woman's voice faded out of the dream and Jack fell into a different one.
"Knock it off. We'll be late" Sam pushed Jack's hand away. He was being playfull this morning, but they didn't have time for fun if they were going to be to the Jackson's on time. Jack responded by wiggling his eyebrows at her, a frisky promise in his eyes for later. She finnished clipping her necklace and turned around. She planeted a kiss on his lips then hurried out of the room before it could go any farther.
"Cassi, are you ready?" she called through her daughter's door. The door swung open and Cass emerged.
"Cassi, it's a sunday lunch, not a trip to the mall!" Sam scolded. Cass was dressed in a blue knitted, hooded sweatshirt with a V neckline and formed jeans over combat boots.
"Wear a dress, or at least a skirt"
"I don't *have* a dress" Cass objected.
"What're you talking about?" Sam pushed into the room, "Of course you have a dress" She flicked through the half full closet, then stepped back.
"Huh. You don't have a dress" Behind her Cass rolled her eyes. Sam turned and took stock of her daughter.
"Well. You can wear one of mine" she said and pulled Cass into her room. She thought briefly, then pulled out a purple sun dress. It was short, plain, and tied in the back.
"How about this one?" she suggested. Cass sighed and took the dress, then disappered into the bathroom. Sam was momentarily puzzled by how she had picked a suitable dress the first try. Then she laughed. Cass was her daughter, after all, of course she knew her tastes! But that didn't seem quite right.
"I'm going to need shoes, too" Cass informed her mother, stepping out of the bathroom. The dress was perfect on her, accentuating her almost black blue eyes and caramel colored hair which she had let down around her shoulders. Sam bent and found the shoes that matched the dress.
"Good thing we're the same size" Sam commented.
"I suppose *that* depends on how you look at it" Cass replied. A horn honked outside. The women hurried downstairs and out the door. Jack had the Jimmy ready.
"Did you have an accident with some scissors or something?" Jack teased when they'd piled in.
"Ha ha" Cass replied snidely, "Just drive" Jack laughed and pulled out of the driveway. They found the house easily enough, not too far away. Sam gave one last pat to her dress while jack knocked. Dr. Jackson opened the door.
"Hi, hi!" he greeted them, "C'mon in, come in." He moved back to allow the family in.
"We brought desert" Sam told him and displayed the cheesecake she'd made.
"Oh, great!" Jackson said, taking the cake, "Janet's in the kitchen, this way" He led them through the house to the dining room and kitchen.
"Janet, these are the O'Neill's" he introduced them. Sam held back a gasp when the woman turned around. She seemed very familiar, then Sam realized she was the woman she'd imagined when Daniel had mentioned his wife. Jack was having a similar reaction, but he couldn't place the incident until she spoke. It was the voice from his dream.
"It's nice to meet you!" she smiled, "Danny's told me so much about you, Sam. I'm so glad we finally get to meet!"
"They brought cheesecake" Daniel handed the cake to his wife.
"Oh, you didn't have to do that" Janet said.
"Uh, this is my husband, Jack and our daughter, Cass" Sam introduced. They all exchanged hellos, and then a young girl came in from upstairs.
"Here's our Cassie," Janet said as she came in.
"Yeah. We've met" Cass exclaimed, "But I thought your last name was Fraiser"
"It is" Cassie answered.
"Oh" Cass replied, "Well, you didn't tell me your Dad worked with my mom"
"Guess I didn't realize" Cassie answered, somewhat nervously, as if she'd messed something up.
"Well, lunch is ready, if you are. I hope you like pasta!" Janet picked a bowl up and nodded to the back yard, "I thought we'd eat outside."
"Do you need help carrying anything?" Sam asked.
"Well, if you want to get the salad....."
"So, Jack, how do you like the town?"
"So, how'd that history project you were working on turn out?" They all moved outside. The afternoon passed well, and they all had a good time. Cass and Cassie planned a shopping trip for the next weekend, and Janet had suggested some gardenning stores to Sam. The men discovered they could find things to talk about too. Soon, the O'Neills were leaving and the Jackson's were breathing a sigh of relief. Nothing seemed odd to the O'Neill's, but, as Jack was closing the garage door, he noticed a back SUV sitting across the street and something about it peeked his senses.
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?
"Ssshhh!"
"I have to make some noise!"
"The Colonel's a light sleeper! He's trained you know!" The hissing voices cleared a bit, but he was still mostly asleep. He couldn't seem to wake himself entirely, so he decided he was dreaming. He certainly felt like he was dreaming.
"Doctor?" a male voice asked anxiously.
"They're fine." a female resoponded, "Their.....do you know anything about the brain? Well, okay, the area that holds memories is being blocked for the most part, but they may be having memory flashes. There isn't anything I can do though, so........................" The woman's voice faded out of the dream and Jack fell into a different one.
"Knock it off. We'll be late" Sam pushed Jack's hand away. He was being playfull this morning, but they didn't have time for fun if they were going to be to the Jackson's on time. Jack responded by wiggling his eyebrows at her, a frisky promise in his eyes for later. She finnished clipping her necklace and turned around. She planeted a kiss on his lips then hurried out of the room before it could go any farther.
"Cassi, are you ready?" she called through her daughter's door. The door swung open and Cass emerged.
"Cassi, it's a sunday lunch, not a trip to the mall!" Sam scolded. Cass was dressed in a blue knitted, hooded sweatshirt with a V neckline and formed jeans over combat boots.
"Wear a dress, or at least a skirt"
"I don't *have* a dress" Cass objected.
"What're you talking about?" Sam pushed into the room, "Of course you have a dress" She flicked through the half full closet, then stepped back.
"Huh. You don't have a dress" Behind her Cass rolled her eyes. Sam turned and took stock of her daughter.
"Well. You can wear one of mine" she said and pulled Cass into her room. She thought briefly, then pulled out a purple sun dress. It was short, plain, and tied in the back.
"How about this one?" she suggested. Cass sighed and took the dress, then disappered into the bathroom. Sam was momentarily puzzled by how she had picked a suitable dress the first try. Then she laughed. Cass was her daughter, after all, of course she knew her tastes! But that didn't seem quite right.
"I'm going to need shoes, too" Cass informed her mother, stepping out of the bathroom. The dress was perfect on her, accentuating her almost black blue eyes and caramel colored hair which she had let down around her shoulders. Sam bent and found the shoes that matched the dress.
"Good thing we're the same size" Sam commented.
"I suppose *that* depends on how you look at it" Cass replied. A horn honked outside. The women hurried downstairs and out the door. Jack had the Jimmy ready.
"Did you have an accident with some scissors or something?" Jack teased when they'd piled in.
"Ha ha" Cass replied snidely, "Just drive" Jack laughed and pulled out of the driveway. They found the house easily enough, not too far away. Sam gave one last pat to her dress while jack knocked. Dr. Jackson opened the door.
"Hi, hi!" he greeted them, "C'mon in, come in." He moved back to allow the family in.
"We brought desert" Sam told him and displayed the cheesecake she'd made.
"Oh, great!" Jackson said, taking the cake, "Janet's in the kitchen, this way" He led them through the house to the dining room and kitchen.
"Janet, these are the O'Neill's" he introduced them. Sam held back a gasp when the woman turned around. She seemed very familiar, then Sam realized she was the woman she'd imagined when Daniel had mentioned his wife. Jack was having a similar reaction, but he couldn't place the incident until she spoke. It was the voice from his dream.
"It's nice to meet you!" she smiled, "Danny's told me so much about you, Sam. I'm so glad we finally get to meet!"
"They brought cheesecake" Daniel handed the cake to his wife.
"Oh, you didn't have to do that" Janet said.
"Uh, this is my husband, Jack and our daughter, Cass" Sam introduced. They all exchanged hellos, and then a young girl came in from upstairs.
"Here's our Cassie," Janet said as she came in.
"Yeah. We've met" Cass exclaimed, "But I thought your last name was Fraiser"
"It is" Cassie answered.
"Oh" Cass replied, "Well, you didn't tell me your Dad worked with my mom"
"Guess I didn't realize" Cassie answered, somewhat nervously, as if she'd messed something up.
"Well, lunch is ready, if you are. I hope you like pasta!" Janet picked a bowl up and nodded to the back yard, "I thought we'd eat outside."
"Do you need help carrying anything?" Sam asked.
"Well, if you want to get the salad....."
"So, Jack, how do you like the town?"
"So, how'd that history project you were working on turn out?" They all moved outside. The afternoon passed well, and they all had a good time. Cass and Cassie planned a shopping trip for the next weekend, and Janet had suggested some gardenning stores to Sam. The men discovered they could find things to talk about too. Soon, the O'Neills were leaving and the Jackson's were breathing a sigh of relief. Nothing seemed odd to the O'Neill's, but, as Jack was closing the garage door, he noticed a back SUV sitting across the street and something about it peeked his senses.