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?
The days continued to pass, but the O'Neill family became more and more suspicous of their lives. One day, in history, Cass automatically translated two entire pages of Egyptian hyroglyphics in her head. Whenever she bumped into someone, she could hear their thoughts, which freaked her out. And she noticed that her friend Cassie was very careful not to touch her, ever, as if she knew all about this strange power, though Cass hadn't told another soul, even her parents, which was extremely odd.
Jack felt as if there were eyes watching him everywhere. He even searched the house for hidden cameras one day. Whenever he went out he caught people who seemed to be following him. If they were, they were good. Jack couldn't be absolutely sure if they were really following him, or if they just had similar scheduals. Then there was the SUV sitting across the street. It hadn't moved in two weeks. Something about it had Jack on edge.
Sam had less to notice. Although her collegues were convinced the doctor she had replaced would be back any time now, she couldn't base her feelings on that. She too felt something was very wrong with their lives. Daniel Jackson seemed to follow her around everywhere she went. He sometimes said things that didn't quiet make sense, or that he couldn't possibly know about her. Likewise, she sometimes knew what he was going to say before he did.
They all were experiencing flashing memories. None of them were telling each other.
They were continuing with their lives. Cass ran cross country and her parents made sure to make it to all of her meets.
"I have never seen or heard of any one running that fast" Sam said for probably the fifth time as they walked into the house after a saturday meet.
" 3.1 miles in 11.5 minutes is some sort of record" Jack added, "That's my girl"
"I'm starved! And zonked! And filthy!" Cass complained.
"Go take a shower. I'll make dinner" Sam suggested.
"I'll take a nap for ya" her Dad teased. As she disappeared up the stairs, she could hear her parents discussing something in hushed tones, and she wondered what could have them being so secretive. She wondered briefly if they had somehow found out about her odd power but she dismissed the thought.
When she came back downstairs a steaming plate of spagetti was waiting on the table. Jack and Sam were already sitting at the table. Cass go the feeling something was going on. She took her seat and picked up her fork. She twisted a big chunk of noodles up and put it in her mouth.
"Your mother's pregnant" Cass choked and spit the ball of spagetti back onto her plate.
"Jack! For god's sake! Are you okay, Cassi?" Cass just continued to choke and sputter.
"Look, we know it's a surprise" Sam started. Cass was finally able to down some water and stop choking.
"You're sure?" she asked, wiping tears away from her eyes.
"Oh, yes. Very sure" Sam answered.
"How long?"
"About two weeks" her mother answered.
"Great" Cass answered, "This is ridiculous, you know this right?" Niether parent said anything. It wasn't as if they'd meant to get pregnant.
"I'm 16 fricking years old! I'll be 17 years older than this kid! He won't even know me!" Cass yelled.
"Watch your language!" Jack warned her.
"You're worried about my language?! You're nuts! Both of you! Crazy!"
"Cassi, it's not like we planned this, you know!" Sam said gently, "It's going to be hard on all of us, but we'll be fine. It's a blessing to have a child!" Cass just stared at her mother, dumbstruck. Her jaw even dropped.
"This is LUDICROUS!" she yelled and got up from the table to pace. Jack was about to say something when he noticed all the plates and cups on the table were floating.
"Sam?" he nodded at the table and his wife's eyes enlarged to the size of saucers.
"What the hell?"
"That's what I want to know!" Cass yelled behind her. As the girl's agitation rose, so did everything else. The chairs, the lamp, even the table, though not the two astounded adults.
"Cassi?" Jack called without looking away, "Oh, Cassandra?"
"What?!" his daughter snapped as she turned around. Everything crashed back tot he floor as her anger was replaced by astonishment.
"I did that, didn't I?" she asked quietly.
"I think so" Sam answered slowly.
"What the hell is going on here?" Jack asked, not expecting either female to answer. Just then, their doors burst in and several units of armed men stormed into the house.
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?
The days continued to pass, but the O'Neill family became more and more suspicous of their lives. One day, in history, Cass automatically translated two entire pages of Egyptian hyroglyphics in her head. Whenever she bumped into someone, she could hear their thoughts, which freaked her out. And she noticed that her friend Cassie was very careful not to touch her, ever, as if she knew all about this strange power, though Cass hadn't told another soul, even her parents, which was extremely odd.
Jack felt as if there were eyes watching him everywhere. He even searched the house for hidden cameras one day. Whenever he went out he caught people who seemed to be following him. If they were, they were good. Jack couldn't be absolutely sure if they were really following him, or if they just had similar scheduals. Then there was the SUV sitting across the street. It hadn't moved in two weeks. Something about it had Jack on edge.
Sam had less to notice. Although her collegues were convinced the doctor she had replaced would be back any time now, she couldn't base her feelings on that. She too felt something was very wrong with their lives. Daniel Jackson seemed to follow her around everywhere she went. He sometimes said things that didn't quiet make sense, or that he couldn't possibly know about her. Likewise, she sometimes knew what he was going to say before he did.
They all were experiencing flashing memories. None of them were telling each other.
They were continuing with their lives. Cass ran cross country and her parents made sure to make it to all of her meets.
"I have never seen or heard of any one running that fast" Sam said for probably the fifth time as they walked into the house after a saturday meet.
" 3.1 miles in 11.5 minutes is some sort of record" Jack added, "That's my girl"
"I'm starved! And zonked! And filthy!" Cass complained.
"Go take a shower. I'll make dinner" Sam suggested.
"I'll take a nap for ya" her Dad teased. As she disappeared up the stairs, she could hear her parents discussing something in hushed tones, and she wondered what could have them being so secretive. She wondered briefly if they had somehow found out about her odd power but she dismissed the thought.
When she came back downstairs a steaming plate of spagetti was waiting on the table. Jack and Sam were already sitting at the table. Cass go the feeling something was going on. She took her seat and picked up her fork. She twisted a big chunk of noodles up and put it in her mouth.
"Your mother's pregnant" Cass choked and spit the ball of spagetti back onto her plate.
"Jack! For god's sake! Are you okay, Cassi?" Cass just continued to choke and sputter.
"Look, we know it's a surprise" Sam started. Cass was finally able to down some water and stop choking.
"You're sure?" she asked, wiping tears away from her eyes.
"Oh, yes. Very sure" Sam answered.
"How long?"
"About two weeks" her mother answered.
"Great" Cass answered, "This is ridiculous, you know this right?" Niether parent said anything. It wasn't as if they'd meant to get pregnant.
"I'm 16 fricking years old! I'll be 17 years older than this kid! He won't even know me!" Cass yelled.
"Watch your language!" Jack warned her.
"You're worried about my language?! You're nuts! Both of you! Crazy!"
"Cassi, it's not like we planned this, you know!" Sam said gently, "It's going to be hard on all of us, but we'll be fine. It's a blessing to have a child!" Cass just stared at her mother, dumbstruck. Her jaw even dropped.
"This is LUDICROUS!" she yelled and got up from the table to pace. Jack was about to say something when he noticed all the plates and cups on the table were floating.
"Sam?" he nodded at the table and his wife's eyes enlarged to the size of saucers.
"What the hell?"
"That's what I want to know!" Cass yelled behind her. As the girl's agitation rose, so did everything else. The chairs, the lamp, even the table, though not the two astounded adults.
"Cassi?" Jack called without looking away, "Oh, Cassandra?"
"What?!" his daughter snapped as she turned around. Everything crashed back tot he floor as her anger was replaced by astonishment.
"I did that, didn't I?" she asked quietly.
"I think so" Sam answered slowly.
"What the hell is going on here?" Jack asked, not expecting either female to answer. Just then, their doors burst in and several units of armed men stormed into the house.