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Rating: G
Season six (set before Full Circle)
Spoilers: Prophecy, Metamorphosis, Sight Unseen, and Meridian.
Characters: Jonas, Sam, other, Col. O'Neill and Teal'c.
Category: mystery, angst.
Summery: A mysterious artifact from the Ancients may lead the team to a discovery that they never envisioned possible.
Side note: I made up the planet P69-321, the character Amy Smith, and the book philosophies through the ages. If there is any similarity in planet, character or book, it was merely coincidental. ( Also I made Dr. Smith's position up. This story was possible only by God's help, because truth be told. I'm not that smart to think up something like this.(
The Bend in the Road
By ANS4Christ
"Jonas what're you doing?" Colonel O'Neill asked as he stepped into Jonas' office.
Jonas looked up from his book and notepad on his desk." I'm working on some of the translations from the artifact we brought back from P69-321. Major Carter wanted to look at its technological properties, and I figured it would be easier for me just to copy it and do the work from here."
"Ah. So that's what Carter is so wrapped up with in her lab. I was wondering why she barely looked up when I came in."
"It's pretty hard to pull Major Carter away from her research." Jonas said.
"Yes, well, that's Carter. Teal'c's off doing kelnorim, Hammond officially kicked me out of his office, and Frasier finally let me out of her observation net, but she still won't let me off base. So I figured, I'd stop by and see what interesting thing you were doing."
"Sir, Dr. Frasier won't let any of us off base."
"I know! But she's really on me cause I was the one who was knocked out. I mean we all got knocked out. It just took me a little longer to recover."
"Sir, from the time that SG-4 brought us back, we were unconscious for an hour, you were unconscious for five hours."
"Like I said, I was out a little bit longer. It's just so annoying."
"Well, sir, we were knocked out by a strong energy beam. I'm sure Dr. Frasier just wants to make sure everything's okay."
"Yes, but in all honesty I think she enjoys it you know. A power rush." Jonas looked at him," A high, she feels she's in charge, the one calling all the shots."
"Oh." was all Jonas said.
"Oh," Colonel O'Neill repeated," So want to blow this work and go do something?"
"Um, honestly sir, I think I should figure it out first. And in all honesty, I have some other things I'd like to catch up on."
"Catch up on? I didn't know you were that busy of a guy."
"That's not what I meant Colonel, it's just it's been pretty busy the past month or so. I just wanted to finish it up that's all."
"Couldn't you have finished it up when you were recovering from brain surgery?'
"Some of this stuff hasn't been around that long Sir."
"Well, alright have fun. I'll go and do something by myself, all alone, since no one on base wants me around." There was a pause," Jonas this is where you're supposed to jump in and say you want me around."
Jonas looked back up from his book, "I'm sorry sir, what did you say?"
Colonel O'Neill sighed," Have fun." And he walked away.
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Two hours later Jonas shut the book and notepad and got up and stretched. He had wanted to finish all of it so that he could do some other things. He did have some things he wanted to catch up on but nothing really work related. There was a pile full of new magazines and some new books in the base library and he had been so busy lately he hadn't even had time to glance at them. Colonel O'Neill might relax with fishing, Teal'c with Kelnorim, and Major Carter with some new gizmo, but to him a good book, preferably a new book, and a cup of tea, that was down time. He always tried to keep up with any new books and such. He knew in his heart that he could never return to Kelonwa, and that Earth was destined to be his home, and although he had been on Earth for over a year, he still felt out of place once in awhile and wanted to make sure he did everything that he could to understand what was going on around him so that he could fit in.
Of course his temporary precognitive ability had jarred him for a while. Not just because of the fact that he almost died from it, but because it reminded him of just how different he was. Not just that he was an alien from another planet, but that he was genetically different. He wasn't just a "quick study", he was physically different than everyone else, not just on earth but on Kelowna as well. Nirrti had said he was different, the temporary precognitive ability had confirmed that. For some reason he now felt like he had to readjust and fit in all over again. He knew no one else felt that way towards him, but he felt that way. In many cases he felt like he had just come to earth all over again.
He walked into the library and checked out some of the new books and magazines, after about an hour he walked out with an armful of them, intending to head straight for his quarters and just have some casual reading the rest of the day. "Hey Jonas, how are you doing?" A female voice called.
Jonas looked up it was Lt. Rush. He still liked her a lot, but when he had insinuated a date she had quickly brushed him off, saying she liked him but didn't know how a relationship between them could work out. That had been four months ago, he had gotten over it, sort of. "Lt. Rush, hi. Um, I'm fine, you?" He tried to repile the books in a different position.
"I'm okay, trying to avoid the elevators. There are a bunch of new personal on base today."
"Really? I had heard new personal was coming but I thought it wasn't for another week or so."
"From what I heard so much is coming they needed to start earlier. A whole lot of scientists though."
Jonas looked puzzled," How do you know that?"
Lt. Rush smiled," They're bringing in tons of boxes and going back and forth. Defiantly scientists. Well I got to get going. Nice seeing you Jonas." She walked away.
"Yeah, nice seeing you." Jonas trailed off giving a shrug. _Oh well_ he thought_there's nothing I can do about that. New scientists; Colonel O'Neill is going to love that_. He balanced his books and headed out. He was walking around the corridors headed to his quarters thinking about how his life had changed in the past year. He had been working on Kelowna with his ambitions; he had had his entire life planned out. And then life had thrown him a "Curve" so to speak. He had ended up coming here, obviously not being accepted here at first, not being able to go home. He had eventually won the acceptance of the people on base. Then after he had earned the chance to be on SG-1 he knew that that was the opportunity of a lifetime. And his life had gone along with that. Along with the acceptance that he won, he began to earn respect, which was even more important to him, that acceptance. Anyone can say they like you, but earning respect means you're doing your job and that people trust you. And finally around three months ago he had earned his ultimate goal, and chance. He had been accepted by Colonel O'Neill, which had been his inmost desire; the other had been the chance to prove himself. Although he had risked his life with the precognitive ability, it was worth it, cause if anything he had finally proved to everyone on base, and most importantly to himself that he would do and risk whatever he had to, to help SG-1 and the SGC.
One thing he had learned the past year, and that being on SG-1 had taught him was to expect the unexpected. He no longer planned out what his life may be like, cause the truth was he had no idea what it could or would be. He just wanted to live and enjoy every experience that he could have. It was weird though; he had a strange feeling about today. Like it meant something. Like something might happen that would change his life. He'd had the same feeling that day on Kelowna, that day that had ultimately led to Dr. Jackson's death. He'd begun to start living away from Dr. Jackson's shadow though, making his own notes and journal, and allowing himself to make his own assumptions without complete reliance upon Dr. Jackson's notes.
These were the thoughts that were on his mind as he was heading to the elevator in order to get to his quarters. He rounded the corner, and was given the unexpected. Someone ran into him, or he ran into someone, or they both ran into each other, no one knew. What they did know was his books and magazines went flying, and a partially open box fell on the floor papers scattering everywhere. The impact had knocked both parties to the floor, and before Jonas could say anything the young woman was getting up and yelling at him.
"Thanks a lot! What don't you watch where you're going? This is just what I needed today." She said, as she started to gather papers.
Jonas quickly stood up, stunned at the encounter. He looked at her, and presumed she must be one of the new scientists. She was wearing a cranberry colored dress suit, her brown hair was up in a French braid, and she was on her hands and knees trying to gather all the papers that had scattered from her box. He immediately followed suit to help her.
"I'm so sorry, let me help." He started to grab a few papers.
"You've helped enough I can do it myself." She said.
"Look it was my fault I wasn't paying attention, let me help ok?" He said as he gathered a few more papers. She didn't respond but just continued to grab papers. The two of them went for and grabbed the same paper. At that moment both glanced at each other. Jonas saw that she had deep green eyes, and in general was a beautiful woman, but he wasn't thinking that at that moment. He didn't know what he was thinking, but for that instantaneous second he felt something, something he would later realize was another "curve" from life.
She seemed startled as well," I got this one thanks." They finished gathering papers and putting them back into the box, and Jonas got his books. When they were done she looked at him again. "Look, I'm really sorry for yelling at you-"
"It's okay I wasn't paying attention."
"Maybe you weren't, but neither was I, it was just as much my fault and it was an accident. I've just had one of those terrible days that I would like to hit the redo button on and start afresh you know?"
Jonas chuckled," Oh yeah, I know those days."
"It's just the power went out in my building so I slept through my alarm, the hot water wasn't working for a shower, I couldn't eat breakfast, my car wouldn't start, I almost got lost getting here, my ID wasn't working at first and they thought I was an intruder, no one seems to know where my office is, and then you come running into me and my papers go all over the place and I have to reorganize all of them again. I mean the next thing you know the roof is gonna come crashing on top of me."
"Well let's hope not." She glanced at him," Well we're in a mountain, if the roof crashes on you we're all in trouble." _Jonas that was the stupidest thing! _ He thought.
She just stared at him for a minute," Was-that-a-joke?" She said slightly chuckling.
Jonas shrugged," Kinda." He smirk and stuck his hand out," Jonas Quinn."
She shook his hand staring at him, right in the eye; it gave Jonas a very weird feeling, "Dr. Amy Smith."
"Dr.? Of what?" Jonas stepped a bit to the side of the wall.
"Um, a lot of different things, I specialize in, philosophy, theology, literature, history. That sort of stuff."
"Really, I don't think we have anyone like that on base."
"Yeah, well I guess they were getting tired of all the archaeologists and wanted a different view point. My job is basically going to be seeing and interpreting how the cultures have changed from their original form or how they've remained the same and how their philosophies or beliefs tie into earths, stuff like that."
"Sounds interesting."
"Yeah, well, eight years of college let's hope so."
"Dr. Smith," an airmen was coming up," We have your assigned office. It's on S- level 9, room 42. If you give me a moment, I'll take you to it."
"Actually, I could take her." Jonas said. Both the airmen and Dr. Smith stared at him," It used to be my office."
The airmen looked at Dr. Smith," Is that alright with you Doctor?"
"It's fine." The airmen walked away." Thanks." She said.
"No problem." Jonas said, "We're gonna have to take the elevator though."
"So why isn't it your office anymore? Something wrong with it?"
Jonas looked at her." No, no, it's a great office. I came here and became a replacement for someone, I had this office, but after awhile I moved into that person's office."
Dr. Smith stared at him again." It's a really, long story I'll tell you sometime if you want."
She smiled," I'd like that."
It was a pretty quiet walk to the office, but yet it wasn't uncomfortable which was even weirder. "Well here we are Dr. Smith." He flicked the light on.
"Please call me Amy. Dr. Smith is to formal sometimes."
"You sure you don't mind?"
"No, really, whenever I go to work someplace I always tell people to call me Amy. I get so used to it that whenever someone calls me Dr. Smith I don't know they mean me!" She laughed.
Jonas grinned. "Well, I better let you get settled." He motioned to leave.
"Yeah," she paused," actually Mr. Quinn, if you don't mind, could you tell me where to get something to eat around here? I haven't had anything all day and I'm starved."
"Sure, if you want I'll take you there. And please call me Jonas." He said.
She smirked. "Alright Jonas, lead the way."
Rating: G
Season six (set before Full Circle)
Spoilers: Prophecy, Metamorphosis, Sight Unseen, and Meridian.
Characters: Jonas, Sam, other, Col. O'Neill and Teal'c.
Category: mystery, angst.
Summery: A mysterious artifact from the Ancients may lead the team to a discovery that they never envisioned possible.
Side note: I made up the planet P69-321, the character Amy Smith, and the book philosophies through the ages. If there is any similarity in planet, character or book, it was merely coincidental. ( Also I made Dr. Smith's position up. This story was possible only by God's help, because truth be told. I'm not that smart to think up something like this.(
The Bend in the Road
By ANS4Christ
"Jonas what're you doing?" Colonel O'Neill asked as he stepped into Jonas' office.
Jonas looked up from his book and notepad on his desk." I'm working on some of the translations from the artifact we brought back from P69-321. Major Carter wanted to look at its technological properties, and I figured it would be easier for me just to copy it and do the work from here."
"Ah. So that's what Carter is so wrapped up with in her lab. I was wondering why she barely looked up when I came in."
"It's pretty hard to pull Major Carter away from her research." Jonas said.
"Yes, well, that's Carter. Teal'c's off doing kelnorim, Hammond officially kicked me out of his office, and Frasier finally let me out of her observation net, but she still won't let me off base. So I figured, I'd stop by and see what interesting thing you were doing."
"Sir, Dr. Frasier won't let any of us off base."
"I know! But she's really on me cause I was the one who was knocked out. I mean we all got knocked out. It just took me a little longer to recover."
"Sir, from the time that SG-4 brought us back, we were unconscious for an hour, you were unconscious for five hours."
"Like I said, I was out a little bit longer. It's just so annoying."
"Well, sir, we were knocked out by a strong energy beam. I'm sure Dr. Frasier just wants to make sure everything's okay."
"Yes, but in all honesty I think she enjoys it you know. A power rush." Jonas looked at him," A high, she feels she's in charge, the one calling all the shots."
"Oh." was all Jonas said.
"Oh," Colonel O'Neill repeated," So want to blow this work and go do something?"
"Um, honestly sir, I think I should figure it out first. And in all honesty, I have some other things I'd like to catch up on."
"Catch up on? I didn't know you were that busy of a guy."
"That's not what I meant Colonel, it's just it's been pretty busy the past month or so. I just wanted to finish it up that's all."
"Couldn't you have finished it up when you were recovering from brain surgery?'
"Some of this stuff hasn't been around that long Sir."
"Well, alright have fun. I'll go and do something by myself, all alone, since no one on base wants me around." There was a pause," Jonas this is where you're supposed to jump in and say you want me around."
Jonas looked back up from his book, "I'm sorry sir, what did you say?"
Colonel O'Neill sighed," Have fun." And he walked away.
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Two hours later Jonas shut the book and notepad and got up and stretched. He had wanted to finish all of it so that he could do some other things. He did have some things he wanted to catch up on but nothing really work related. There was a pile full of new magazines and some new books in the base library and he had been so busy lately he hadn't even had time to glance at them. Colonel O'Neill might relax with fishing, Teal'c with Kelnorim, and Major Carter with some new gizmo, but to him a good book, preferably a new book, and a cup of tea, that was down time. He always tried to keep up with any new books and such. He knew in his heart that he could never return to Kelonwa, and that Earth was destined to be his home, and although he had been on Earth for over a year, he still felt out of place once in awhile and wanted to make sure he did everything that he could to understand what was going on around him so that he could fit in.
Of course his temporary precognitive ability had jarred him for a while. Not just because of the fact that he almost died from it, but because it reminded him of just how different he was. Not just that he was an alien from another planet, but that he was genetically different. He wasn't just a "quick study", he was physically different than everyone else, not just on earth but on Kelowna as well. Nirrti had said he was different, the temporary precognitive ability had confirmed that. For some reason he now felt like he had to readjust and fit in all over again. He knew no one else felt that way towards him, but he felt that way. In many cases he felt like he had just come to earth all over again.
He walked into the library and checked out some of the new books and magazines, after about an hour he walked out with an armful of them, intending to head straight for his quarters and just have some casual reading the rest of the day. "Hey Jonas, how are you doing?" A female voice called.
Jonas looked up it was Lt. Rush. He still liked her a lot, but when he had insinuated a date she had quickly brushed him off, saying she liked him but didn't know how a relationship between them could work out. That had been four months ago, he had gotten over it, sort of. "Lt. Rush, hi. Um, I'm fine, you?" He tried to repile the books in a different position.
"I'm okay, trying to avoid the elevators. There are a bunch of new personal on base today."
"Really? I had heard new personal was coming but I thought it wasn't for another week or so."
"From what I heard so much is coming they needed to start earlier. A whole lot of scientists though."
Jonas looked puzzled," How do you know that?"
Lt. Rush smiled," They're bringing in tons of boxes and going back and forth. Defiantly scientists. Well I got to get going. Nice seeing you Jonas." She walked away.
"Yeah, nice seeing you." Jonas trailed off giving a shrug. _Oh well_ he thought_there's nothing I can do about that. New scientists; Colonel O'Neill is going to love that_. He balanced his books and headed out. He was walking around the corridors headed to his quarters thinking about how his life had changed in the past year. He had been working on Kelowna with his ambitions; he had had his entire life planned out. And then life had thrown him a "Curve" so to speak. He had ended up coming here, obviously not being accepted here at first, not being able to go home. He had eventually won the acceptance of the people on base. Then after he had earned the chance to be on SG-1 he knew that that was the opportunity of a lifetime. And his life had gone along with that. Along with the acceptance that he won, he began to earn respect, which was even more important to him, that acceptance. Anyone can say they like you, but earning respect means you're doing your job and that people trust you. And finally around three months ago he had earned his ultimate goal, and chance. He had been accepted by Colonel O'Neill, which had been his inmost desire; the other had been the chance to prove himself. Although he had risked his life with the precognitive ability, it was worth it, cause if anything he had finally proved to everyone on base, and most importantly to himself that he would do and risk whatever he had to, to help SG-1 and the SGC.
One thing he had learned the past year, and that being on SG-1 had taught him was to expect the unexpected. He no longer planned out what his life may be like, cause the truth was he had no idea what it could or would be. He just wanted to live and enjoy every experience that he could have. It was weird though; he had a strange feeling about today. Like it meant something. Like something might happen that would change his life. He'd had the same feeling that day on Kelowna, that day that had ultimately led to Dr. Jackson's death. He'd begun to start living away from Dr. Jackson's shadow though, making his own notes and journal, and allowing himself to make his own assumptions without complete reliance upon Dr. Jackson's notes.
These were the thoughts that were on his mind as he was heading to the elevator in order to get to his quarters. He rounded the corner, and was given the unexpected. Someone ran into him, or he ran into someone, or they both ran into each other, no one knew. What they did know was his books and magazines went flying, and a partially open box fell on the floor papers scattering everywhere. The impact had knocked both parties to the floor, and before Jonas could say anything the young woman was getting up and yelling at him.
"Thanks a lot! What don't you watch where you're going? This is just what I needed today." She said, as she started to gather papers.
Jonas quickly stood up, stunned at the encounter. He looked at her, and presumed she must be one of the new scientists. She was wearing a cranberry colored dress suit, her brown hair was up in a French braid, and she was on her hands and knees trying to gather all the papers that had scattered from her box. He immediately followed suit to help her.
"I'm so sorry, let me help." He started to grab a few papers.
"You've helped enough I can do it myself." She said.
"Look it was my fault I wasn't paying attention, let me help ok?" He said as he gathered a few more papers. She didn't respond but just continued to grab papers. The two of them went for and grabbed the same paper. At that moment both glanced at each other. Jonas saw that she had deep green eyes, and in general was a beautiful woman, but he wasn't thinking that at that moment. He didn't know what he was thinking, but for that instantaneous second he felt something, something he would later realize was another "curve" from life.
She seemed startled as well," I got this one thanks." They finished gathering papers and putting them back into the box, and Jonas got his books. When they were done she looked at him again. "Look, I'm really sorry for yelling at you-"
"It's okay I wasn't paying attention."
"Maybe you weren't, but neither was I, it was just as much my fault and it was an accident. I've just had one of those terrible days that I would like to hit the redo button on and start afresh you know?"
Jonas chuckled," Oh yeah, I know those days."
"It's just the power went out in my building so I slept through my alarm, the hot water wasn't working for a shower, I couldn't eat breakfast, my car wouldn't start, I almost got lost getting here, my ID wasn't working at first and they thought I was an intruder, no one seems to know where my office is, and then you come running into me and my papers go all over the place and I have to reorganize all of them again. I mean the next thing you know the roof is gonna come crashing on top of me."
"Well let's hope not." She glanced at him," Well we're in a mountain, if the roof crashes on you we're all in trouble." _Jonas that was the stupidest thing! _ He thought.
She just stared at him for a minute," Was-that-a-joke?" She said slightly chuckling.
Jonas shrugged," Kinda." He smirk and stuck his hand out," Jonas Quinn."
She shook his hand staring at him, right in the eye; it gave Jonas a very weird feeling, "Dr. Amy Smith."
"Dr.? Of what?" Jonas stepped a bit to the side of the wall.
"Um, a lot of different things, I specialize in, philosophy, theology, literature, history. That sort of stuff."
"Really, I don't think we have anyone like that on base."
"Yeah, well I guess they were getting tired of all the archaeologists and wanted a different view point. My job is basically going to be seeing and interpreting how the cultures have changed from their original form or how they've remained the same and how their philosophies or beliefs tie into earths, stuff like that."
"Sounds interesting."
"Yeah, well, eight years of college let's hope so."
"Dr. Smith," an airmen was coming up," We have your assigned office. It's on S- level 9, room 42. If you give me a moment, I'll take you to it."
"Actually, I could take her." Jonas said. Both the airmen and Dr. Smith stared at him," It used to be my office."
The airmen looked at Dr. Smith," Is that alright with you Doctor?"
"It's fine." The airmen walked away." Thanks." She said.
"No problem." Jonas said, "We're gonna have to take the elevator though."
"So why isn't it your office anymore? Something wrong with it?"
Jonas looked at her." No, no, it's a great office. I came here and became a replacement for someone, I had this office, but after awhile I moved into that person's office."
Dr. Smith stared at him again." It's a really, long story I'll tell you sometime if you want."
She smiled," I'd like that."
It was a pretty quiet walk to the office, but yet it wasn't uncomfortable which was even weirder. "Well here we are Dr. Smith." He flicked the light on.
"Please call me Amy. Dr. Smith is to formal sometimes."
"You sure you don't mind?"
"No, really, whenever I go to work someplace I always tell people to call me Amy. I get so used to it that whenever someone calls me Dr. Smith I don't know they mean me!" She laughed.
Jonas grinned. "Well, I better let you get settled." He motioned to leave.
"Yeah," she paused," actually Mr. Quinn, if you don't mind, could you tell me where to get something to eat around here? I haven't had anything all day and I'm starved."
"Sure, if you want I'll take you there. And please call me Jonas." He said.
She smirked. "Alright Jonas, lead the way."