New Arrivals
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?
"For cryin' out loud!" Jack muttered, "These kids have great timing, don't they?"
"It's all right, Jack" Daniel assured his now slightly frightened friend, "I'll do it. I've done it a few times before. I should add it to my resume"
"Anala," Jack had to pause to fire back at the men now dangerously close to the house, "Can you help him?"
"I have never before seen the Birthing" Anala answered.
"Just do what I tell you" Daniel ordered her, "We need many clean cloths and hot water" Anala rushed off to gather those things. A sputter came from Cassi's direction.
"I believe Cass is getting better" Greg told them.
"Good" her father said, slightly overwhelmed now, "Now, get over here and shoot"
"But........"
"She's a strong girl, Greg! We need your help!" Greg nodded and hunkered down under the opposite window. A scream battered their eardrums as Sam's first contraction hit her.
"That was quick" Daniel could be heard to say, but the other three men were now involved in an all out fire fight with the 9 men outside. Jack wasn't sure how much time had passed between the 9.....8....7 men outside firing at them, the screams of his unmedicated wife and the wheezing of his injured daughter.
"Jack! They're coming!" Daniel yelled.
"Greg! Take over!" Jack hurried to his wife's side.
"Sam, how you doin?" Sam gave him an evil glare.
"I'm in labor, how do you think I'm doing?" She screamed again and crushed his hand, "Jack! I'm going to kill you for this!"
"Oh, now, honey" Jack patted her sweaty brow with a cool cloth as chunks of the wall fell into her hair, "Wouldn't you rather get your hands on some of those Mastra people?" Tears escaped from the corners of her eyes and her chest heaved as she tried to gather strength for the next wave her muscles would use to try to bring her children into the world.
A pained cough came from the couch behind them.
"Mom? Daddy? Daddy!" Sam sat up a little and Jack turned. Cass was stitting straight up on the couch, her chest still smoking.
"Cassi? Cassandra?" More tears fell from Sam's eyes. Cass turned her head.
"What's going on?"
"Cass, lay back down!" Jack barked as his daughter got up and, slowly, took stock of what was going on. Another wave of pain rushed through Sam's abdomen and she screamed.
"O'Neill!" Teal'c yelled. Outside, the seven men were setting fire to the grasses. Suddenly, Cass was frantic.
"Cassandra Carter-O'Neill!" Sam shouted, then screamed.
"Jack!" Daniel called. He was squatting in front of Sam, " I can see the head!" At the same time, Greg made a grab for Cass as she ran out the door, and the flames ate their way closer to the house. For one second, the world was pure chaos, Jack trying to soothe his wife, Cassi bleeding all over the place, fire choking the pure world outside, gunfire and screams filling the air. Jack prayed for it all to just stop.
"Para! Para! A Mother Births here!" his daughter's voice rang out from the front porch. Amazingly enough, the gunfire did stop, just as the cry of a new born wrenched the air and Cassi collapsed outside. Jack took it all in.
"For cryin' out loud!"
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?
"For cryin' out loud!" Jack muttered, "These kids have great timing, don't they?"
"It's all right, Jack" Daniel assured his now slightly frightened friend, "I'll do it. I've done it a few times before. I should add it to my resume"
"Anala," Jack had to pause to fire back at the men now dangerously close to the house, "Can you help him?"
"I have never before seen the Birthing" Anala answered.
"Just do what I tell you" Daniel ordered her, "We need many clean cloths and hot water" Anala rushed off to gather those things. A sputter came from Cassi's direction.
"I believe Cass is getting better" Greg told them.
"Good" her father said, slightly overwhelmed now, "Now, get over here and shoot"
"But........"
"She's a strong girl, Greg! We need your help!" Greg nodded and hunkered down under the opposite window. A scream battered their eardrums as Sam's first contraction hit her.
"That was quick" Daniel could be heard to say, but the other three men were now involved in an all out fire fight with the 9 men outside. Jack wasn't sure how much time had passed between the 9.....8....7 men outside firing at them, the screams of his unmedicated wife and the wheezing of his injured daughter.
"Jack! They're coming!" Daniel yelled.
"Greg! Take over!" Jack hurried to his wife's side.
"Sam, how you doin?" Sam gave him an evil glare.
"I'm in labor, how do you think I'm doing?" She screamed again and crushed his hand, "Jack! I'm going to kill you for this!"
"Oh, now, honey" Jack patted her sweaty brow with a cool cloth as chunks of the wall fell into her hair, "Wouldn't you rather get your hands on some of those Mastra people?" Tears escaped from the corners of her eyes and her chest heaved as she tried to gather strength for the next wave her muscles would use to try to bring her children into the world.
A pained cough came from the couch behind them.
"Mom? Daddy? Daddy!" Sam sat up a little and Jack turned. Cass was stitting straight up on the couch, her chest still smoking.
"Cassi? Cassandra?" More tears fell from Sam's eyes. Cass turned her head.
"What's going on?"
"Cass, lay back down!" Jack barked as his daughter got up and, slowly, took stock of what was going on. Another wave of pain rushed through Sam's abdomen and she screamed.
"O'Neill!" Teal'c yelled. Outside, the seven men were setting fire to the grasses. Suddenly, Cass was frantic.
"Cassandra Carter-O'Neill!" Sam shouted, then screamed.
"Jack!" Daniel called. He was squatting in front of Sam, " I can see the head!" At the same time, Greg made a grab for Cass as she ran out the door, and the flames ate their way closer to the house. For one second, the world was pure chaos, Jack trying to soothe his wife, Cassi bleeding all over the place, fire choking the pure world outside, gunfire and screams filling the air. Jack prayed for it all to just stop.
"Para! Para! A Mother Births here!" his daughter's voice rang out from the front porch. Amazingly enough, the gunfire did stop, just as the cry of a new born wrenched the air and Cassi collapsed outside. Jack took it all in.
"For cryin' out loud!"