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?
Another couple of weeks passed. The O'Neills continued to notice strange things. The same people showing up, over and over again, everywhere they went, although the man from the park never showed up again. They all felt as if they were being watched, all the time. Sam and Cass noticed how Daniel and Cassie never seemed to leave them alone, and they all continued to have half-memory falshes, especially in their sleep. Had they thought about these things all together, they might've put it together. But they always seemed to forget about it right away. So, they were happy with their new lives.
"Hey, Dad!" Cass yelled excitedly when she came in the house, "Dad! Dad!" Jack came in from the backyard where he'd been mowing.
"Is there a fire?" he asked. He could tell his daughter was excited about something.
"No. Guess what! A coach asked me to be on the cross country team!" she told him, trying not to hop un and down, "Isn't that cool!"
"Uh, yeah" Jack answered. Cass's smile faded.
"Don't tell me I can't!" she cried, "Please Daddy! Please, please, please, please, please!" She put on her best puppy eyes and made sure her hug was nice and tight. Jack laughed and put a kiss on the top of her head.
"We'll see" he answered, "I'll talk to your mom about it" Cass grinned.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said all in one breath.
"Yeah, yeah. You better start dinner while I finish mowing, then we'll do the excercises" Jack shooed her off.
He brought the subject up at dinner.
"Well, Cass I don't mind if you play a sport, I mean this is a rather safe place, but I'm worried about how much you can handle right now" Sam said.
"I can do it, Mom! Really, it's not a problem!" Cass assured her mother. Sam and Jack shared an amused look. Cass had always wanted to be involved in some sort of sport of organization with other kids her age, but it had never been safe.
"I don't know.....it means taking you there, picking you up....watching your meets...." Jack teased. Cass simply gave him "I know you're kidding but give me a break" look.
"If you can keep your grades up" Sam started, "And you don't seem to be going crazy.." She let the sentence hang.
"For cryin' out loud, you can do it!" Jack cried, feigning impatience with his wife.
"Yes!" Cass leapt from her chair and encompassed both of her parents in a large bear hug.
"You're the greatest parents ever!" Jack and Sam just laughed, happy to see their daughter so happy.
"I can't wait to tell Cassie!" she cried, "Oh. That reminds me! I better go get some stuff ready, I'm staying at her house tonight!"
"Wait, Cassi!" Sam objected, "It's your father and I's anniversary!" Cass came back around the corner and gave them a knowing smile.
"I know. Why do you think I'm going to Cassie's?" She disappeared back upstairs.
"I think our daughter's getting too old, Jack"
"Mmmmm...you may be right" Jack replied wolfishly, "but then, so might she" Sam just laughed and started clearing the table.
Upstairs, Cass was busy pulling clothes out to take. She was looking for her wrist wrap, as she'd promised to teach Cassie some "moves", when all of the sudden she thought she heard something. She looked up, but didn't hear anything. She bent to look under her bed. Then she scuttled back, shaking her head. A thousand voices invaded her head, crowding and jumbling together until she could make absolutely no sense of it at all. It was like a thousand radio shows all at once. She grabbed at her head and huddled in a corner, terrified and in pain.
Then it stopped It hadn't lasted 10 seconds. Cass shook her head and rubbed her temples.
"What the hell?" she whispered to herself.
"Cass?" Cassi quickly stood up and plastered a smile on her face as her mom pushed the door open.
"You okay?" Sam asked.
"Yeah" Cass answered with a cheerfullness she didn't feel, "I'm fine, why?"
"I don't know" Sam replied, "I just.....thought maybe something was wrong" Sam chuckled to herself, "Guess I'm just an over protective mom"
"Yeah, whatever" Cass laughed back, "Hey, at least your around" A jab of saddness hit Cass, and a stab of guilt flooded over Sam. Neither of them understood it, so they smiled at each other and tried to forget about it. A car horn honked out in the drive way. Jack came up behind Sam and swung an arm around her waist.
"Hey, weasel, your ride's here" he said. Cass grabbed her bag and pounded down the stairs. Cassie was waiting at the front door, so Cass gave her parents each a quick hug and darted out the door.
"So, we're in the house, all by ourselves, on our anniversary...what do you want to do?" Sam asked seductivly as she swung the door shut. Jack pulled her close, pressed his mouth to hers and said,
"Play scrabble?" Sam just laughed and headed for the stairs.
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?
Another couple of weeks passed. The O'Neills continued to notice strange things. The same people showing up, over and over again, everywhere they went, although the man from the park never showed up again. They all felt as if they were being watched, all the time. Sam and Cass noticed how Daniel and Cassie never seemed to leave them alone, and they all continued to have half-memory falshes, especially in their sleep. Had they thought about these things all together, they might've put it together. But they always seemed to forget about it right away. So, they were happy with their new lives.
"Hey, Dad!" Cass yelled excitedly when she came in the house, "Dad! Dad!" Jack came in from the backyard where he'd been mowing.
"Is there a fire?" he asked. He could tell his daughter was excited about something.
"No. Guess what! A coach asked me to be on the cross country team!" she told him, trying not to hop un and down, "Isn't that cool!"
"Uh, yeah" Jack answered. Cass's smile faded.
"Don't tell me I can't!" she cried, "Please Daddy! Please, please, please, please, please!" She put on her best puppy eyes and made sure her hug was nice and tight. Jack laughed and put a kiss on the top of her head.
"We'll see" he answered, "I'll talk to your mom about it" Cass grinned.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she said all in one breath.
"Yeah, yeah. You better start dinner while I finish mowing, then we'll do the excercises" Jack shooed her off.
He brought the subject up at dinner.
"Well, Cass I don't mind if you play a sport, I mean this is a rather safe place, but I'm worried about how much you can handle right now" Sam said.
"I can do it, Mom! Really, it's not a problem!" Cass assured her mother. Sam and Jack shared an amused look. Cass had always wanted to be involved in some sort of sport of organization with other kids her age, but it had never been safe.
"I don't know.....it means taking you there, picking you up....watching your meets...." Jack teased. Cass simply gave him "I know you're kidding but give me a break" look.
"If you can keep your grades up" Sam started, "And you don't seem to be going crazy.." She let the sentence hang.
"For cryin' out loud, you can do it!" Jack cried, feigning impatience with his wife.
"Yes!" Cass leapt from her chair and encompassed both of her parents in a large bear hug.
"You're the greatest parents ever!" Jack and Sam just laughed, happy to see their daughter so happy.
"I can't wait to tell Cassie!" she cried, "Oh. That reminds me! I better go get some stuff ready, I'm staying at her house tonight!"
"Wait, Cassi!" Sam objected, "It's your father and I's anniversary!" Cass came back around the corner and gave them a knowing smile.
"I know. Why do you think I'm going to Cassie's?" She disappeared back upstairs.
"I think our daughter's getting too old, Jack"
"Mmmmm...you may be right" Jack replied wolfishly, "but then, so might she" Sam just laughed and started clearing the table.
Upstairs, Cass was busy pulling clothes out to take. She was looking for her wrist wrap, as she'd promised to teach Cassie some "moves", when all of the sudden she thought she heard something. She looked up, but didn't hear anything. She bent to look under her bed. Then she scuttled back, shaking her head. A thousand voices invaded her head, crowding and jumbling together until she could make absolutely no sense of it at all. It was like a thousand radio shows all at once. She grabbed at her head and huddled in a corner, terrified and in pain.
Then it stopped It hadn't lasted 10 seconds. Cass shook her head and rubbed her temples.
"What the hell?" she whispered to herself.
"Cass?" Cassi quickly stood up and plastered a smile on her face as her mom pushed the door open.
"You okay?" Sam asked.
"Yeah" Cass answered with a cheerfullness she didn't feel, "I'm fine, why?"
"I don't know" Sam replied, "I just.....thought maybe something was wrong" Sam chuckled to herself, "Guess I'm just an over protective mom"
"Yeah, whatever" Cass laughed back, "Hey, at least your around" A jab of saddness hit Cass, and a stab of guilt flooded over Sam. Neither of them understood it, so they smiled at each other and tried to forget about it. A car horn honked out in the drive way. Jack came up behind Sam and swung an arm around her waist.
"Hey, weasel, your ride's here" he said. Cass grabbed her bag and pounded down the stairs. Cassie was waiting at the front door, so Cass gave her parents each a quick hug and darted out the door.
"So, we're in the house, all by ourselves, on our anniversary...what do you want to do?" Sam asked seductivly as she swung the door shut. Jack pulled her close, pressed his mouth to hers and said,
"Play scrabble?" Sam just laughed and headed for the stairs.