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?
Together, Jack and Cass were able to put down five or six of the men, but in the end they were caught. They were handcuffed and put into two black SUV's waiting in their driveway. They continuously demanded what was going on and where they were going, but their uniformed abductors said nothing.
"Jack?" Sam sounded worried, but not scared. Cass too looked unpeturbed. Not that he expected her to ever look scared of anything. Niether was he afraid. Actually, he was surprised to find he was rather relieved.
"At least we'll get some answers" he whispered. Still, she curled an arm around his and placed a hand on her unenlarged stomach. He caressed that hand to let her know he understood.
The guards must not have been to concerned with security because the O'Neills could plainly see where they were going ; straight into a guarded mountain cave. They all felt it was a familiar setting. Like a scene they'd seen often on a favorite tv show. They were led to an elevator which seemed to continue into the bowels of the earth forever, and then to yet another elevator that went down, and down, and down. The family stayed close together, ready to face whatever as long as they were together.
Finally, they reached the bottom. The guard led them to what appeared to be a conference room. There were windows, but a shade of some sort covered them. Jack led the way into the room, after the guards, but he percieved no danger. Then, a door opened and a bald man came out.
"Ah, Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, Doctor" he greeted the, "Please, have a seat" None of them moved.
"Are you talking to us?" Jack inquired.
"Yes" the man answered simply, taking a seat himself. Not having any better ideas, and somewhat choiseless due to the standing guards, Jack held a seat out for his wife. As they sat, another door opened and in waltzed three faces the O'Neills did recognize, and one they couldn't quite place.
"Doctor Fraiser, Ms. Fraiser, Doctor Jackson" the bald man greeted them, "Teal'c" The O'Neill's just stared as the four took places across the table.
"What the hell is going on here?" Jack demanded.
"Calm down, Jack. It's a long story" Daniel explained.
"Well, you better start telling it, Dr. Jackson. If that's your name" Jack replied.
"It is. Just,...wait a few minutes"
"Doctor, why haven't the Mastra released them yet?" the bald man, obviously the leader, wanted to know.
"The Mastra aren't exactly like the Goa'uld, General" Janet told him, "They take time to extract themselves. They also have to remove all the blocks they put up before they do that. Especiall on Cass" Sam and Jack both sat up a little taller, protective parental instincts snarling to the surface.
"And their original hosts?" the "General" inquired.
"Are waiting in the infirmary. The Mastra will have to be replaced immediately" Janet informed him, "I think we should take these three down there now"
"Agreed" The General stood, as did everyone else, except Sam and Cass.
"Now, wait a minute!" Jack objected, "Before you take *my* family anywhere, I want to know what's going on here!"
"We don't have time, Jack" Daniel told him, "You'll remember everything soon, I promise" Jack looked unconvinced but then Cass stood up.
"It's okay, Dad" she said, "We'll be fine. They're just trying to help"
"How do you know that?" Jack asked quietly.
"I just.....do" Cass answered. Jack looked to Sam for guidence. She just shrugged and stood. They silently followed their "friends" through the cooridors to the infirmary. Three paitients were already there, two female and one male. But they didn't seem to be quite human. THeir heads bulged to the sides, and their necks were thick too.
"Here" Janet instructed the O'Neills into beds of their own.
"Now what?" Cass asked when they were all lying down. Janet looked down at her kindly.
"Now try to relax" she said, "And remember" So the O'Neill family closed their eyes, and calmed their breathing. They each seemed to fall off into sleep, one by one.
And then the remembering began.
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?
Together, Jack and Cass were able to put down five or six of the men, but in the end they were caught. They were handcuffed and put into two black SUV's waiting in their driveway. They continuously demanded what was going on and where they were going, but their uniformed abductors said nothing.
"Jack?" Sam sounded worried, but not scared. Cass too looked unpeturbed. Not that he expected her to ever look scared of anything. Niether was he afraid. Actually, he was surprised to find he was rather relieved.
"At least we'll get some answers" he whispered. Still, she curled an arm around his and placed a hand on her unenlarged stomach. He caressed that hand to let her know he understood.
The guards must not have been to concerned with security because the O'Neills could plainly see where they were going ; straight into a guarded mountain cave. They all felt it was a familiar setting. Like a scene they'd seen often on a favorite tv show. They were led to an elevator which seemed to continue into the bowels of the earth forever, and then to yet another elevator that went down, and down, and down. The family stayed close together, ready to face whatever as long as they were together.
Finally, they reached the bottom. The guard led them to what appeared to be a conference room. There were windows, but a shade of some sort covered them. Jack led the way into the room, after the guards, but he percieved no danger. Then, a door opened and a bald man came out.
"Ah, Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, Doctor" he greeted the, "Please, have a seat" None of them moved.
"Are you talking to us?" Jack inquired.
"Yes" the man answered simply, taking a seat himself. Not having any better ideas, and somewhat choiseless due to the standing guards, Jack held a seat out for his wife. As they sat, another door opened and in waltzed three faces the O'Neills did recognize, and one they couldn't quite place.
"Doctor Fraiser, Ms. Fraiser, Doctor Jackson" the bald man greeted them, "Teal'c" The O'Neill's just stared as the four took places across the table.
"What the hell is going on here?" Jack demanded.
"Calm down, Jack. It's a long story" Daniel explained.
"Well, you better start telling it, Dr. Jackson. If that's your name" Jack replied.
"It is. Just,...wait a few minutes"
"Doctor, why haven't the Mastra released them yet?" the bald man, obviously the leader, wanted to know.
"The Mastra aren't exactly like the Goa'uld, General" Janet told him, "They take time to extract themselves. They also have to remove all the blocks they put up before they do that. Especiall on Cass" Sam and Jack both sat up a little taller, protective parental instincts snarling to the surface.
"And their original hosts?" the "General" inquired.
"Are waiting in the infirmary. The Mastra will have to be replaced immediately" Janet informed him, "I think we should take these three down there now"
"Agreed" The General stood, as did everyone else, except Sam and Cass.
"Now, wait a minute!" Jack objected, "Before you take *my* family anywhere, I want to know what's going on here!"
"We don't have time, Jack" Daniel told him, "You'll remember everything soon, I promise" Jack looked unconvinced but then Cass stood up.
"It's okay, Dad" she said, "We'll be fine. They're just trying to help"
"How do you know that?" Jack asked quietly.
"I just.....do" Cass answered. Jack looked to Sam for guidence. She just shrugged and stood. They silently followed their "friends" through the cooridors to the infirmary. Three paitients were already there, two female and one male. But they didn't seem to be quite human. THeir heads bulged to the sides, and their necks were thick too.
"Here" Janet instructed the O'Neills into beds of their own.
"Now what?" Cass asked when they were all lying down. Janet looked down at her kindly.
"Now try to relax" she said, "And remember" So the O'Neill family closed their eyes, and calmed their breathing. They each seemed to fall off into sleep, one by one.
And then the remembering began.