So I'm sitting here listening to the songs 'Touch me' and 'Time warp' from
the Rocky Horror Picture Show and I am think some very weird things-I've
just read an interview with Michael Shanks and Chris Judge and they are
very dirty minded! I'm only seventeen and look what they've done to me
(rubs hands together like dirty old man while looking at pictures or said
stars) It doesn't help you know-I've already tried getting my head out of
the gutter so this story might be interesting. Lol. No okay, this chapter
will be clean, I promise!
So this is also for Susie! (As well as all you other Stargate fans, you never write or call or say you love me! *sob* Okay it's just for Susie.) lmao. Remind me that I want to write a Rocky Horror/Stargate crossover fanfic!
//Charlie?//
"You what?!" Daniel asked stunned.
"Charlotte O'Neill, by the way, where is Da...Jack?"
"You're Colonel O'Neill's daughter?" Sam asked shocked.
"Yeah. I like your hair short, but I prefer it longer."
Meanwhile Hammond was on the phone to the Colonel asking him to make his way to the holding cell as quickly as possible.
"You actually look a bit like Charlie, from the pictures I've seen." Daniel said.
"Uh hello? I am Charlie, Charlotte, Lottie."
"Um, Jack in this reality had a boy named Charlie." Sam explained.
"What happened to him?"
"He shot himself with Jack's gun."
Charlottes hand shot up to the side of her face where a scar started reaching right up over her eye and through her eyebrow.
"So, so in my reality I'm Charlie?" She asked letting her hand drop.
"You shot yourself?"
"Yeah, dumb huh?"
There was a knock at the door and Colonel O'Neill walked in to the room, he stopped when he saw the girl sitting on the bed and made the comparisons straight away, the light brown hair, the eyes, and the scar.
"What's going on?"
"Charlotte came through the quantum mirror." Hammond said.
"Charlie?" He asked.
"Apparently." She shrugged.
"How did you...Charlie died?"
"Well, from what you, I mean my Dad tells me every other minute of the day I don't stand still long enough for anything bad to happen, except maybe fall off a cliff." She replied. "I moved and it just took a lot of skin off my face."
"You don't blame me, your dad?"
"No, I mean it's my fault in the first place. Put all the kids in my school off messing with guns anyway." She smiled at the memory of grossing her friends out.
"One some scar contests then?"
"Oh yeah, wasn't beaten till a kid moved to our school who was bitten by a huge dog, I mean the scars were like this big." She held her hands shoulder length apart.
"She is defiantly your child O'Neill." Teal'c said. "She exaggerates in the same manner you do with fish."
"Thanks T. Glad to see you are one hundred percent supportive!"
"Indeed." The Jaffa smirked, if you could call it that; the corner of his mouth rose slightly.
"I think we can take this matter to the briefing room." Hammond suggested.
SG1 and Charlotte followed the General along the corridors, passed confused personnel and to the briefing room, where the shutters were down.
"Aww, why'd you close the metal thingy's?" Charlotte asked walking to the window.
"You know what we do here?" Sam asked taking a seat.
"Yeah, gate to other planets, make friends, and kill snakeheads, etcetera, so on and so forth."
"How?" Daniel asked.
"Uh, because I practically live at the SGC." She walked over to the shutter opener mechanism and flicked the switch. The shutters opened to reveal the most expensive machine to run the US government has. "That's better."
"Sorry, but why would I let you live at the base?"
"It's a long story, before I start you should probably get Daniel a cup of coffee, or three." She grinned sitting opposite him.
"Did you just growl?" Jack asked looking shocked at his friend.
"No!"
"Yes you did!"
"I didn't I just, I was clearing my throat."
"Liar!" Jack cried.
"Enough!" Hammond bellowed.
"Sorry Sir, General." They apologised and sat in silence.
"Please start Miss O'Neill."
Charlotte laughed. "You have never called me Miss O'Neill before. It's normally 'Charlotte Louise O'Neill!' or 'Lottie!'" She cried out.
"You that bad?"
"Learned from the best."
"I created a monster!" Jack sighed holding his head in his hands.
"Anyway, it started with the gun incident..."
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YOU WILL REVIEW DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So this is also for Susie! (As well as all you other Stargate fans, you never write or call or say you love me! *sob* Okay it's just for Susie.) lmao. Remind me that I want to write a Rocky Horror/Stargate crossover fanfic!
//Charlie?//
"You what?!" Daniel asked stunned.
"Charlotte O'Neill, by the way, where is Da...Jack?"
"You're Colonel O'Neill's daughter?" Sam asked shocked.
"Yeah. I like your hair short, but I prefer it longer."
Meanwhile Hammond was on the phone to the Colonel asking him to make his way to the holding cell as quickly as possible.
"You actually look a bit like Charlie, from the pictures I've seen." Daniel said.
"Uh hello? I am Charlie, Charlotte, Lottie."
"Um, Jack in this reality had a boy named Charlie." Sam explained.
"What happened to him?"
"He shot himself with Jack's gun."
Charlottes hand shot up to the side of her face where a scar started reaching right up over her eye and through her eyebrow.
"So, so in my reality I'm Charlie?" She asked letting her hand drop.
"You shot yourself?"
"Yeah, dumb huh?"
There was a knock at the door and Colonel O'Neill walked in to the room, he stopped when he saw the girl sitting on the bed and made the comparisons straight away, the light brown hair, the eyes, and the scar.
"What's going on?"
"Charlotte came through the quantum mirror." Hammond said.
"Charlie?" He asked.
"Apparently." She shrugged.
"How did you...Charlie died?"
"Well, from what you, I mean my Dad tells me every other minute of the day I don't stand still long enough for anything bad to happen, except maybe fall off a cliff." She replied. "I moved and it just took a lot of skin off my face."
"You don't blame me, your dad?"
"No, I mean it's my fault in the first place. Put all the kids in my school off messing with guns anyway." She smiled at the memory of grossing her friends out.
"One some scar contests then?"
"Oh yeah, wasn't beaten till a kid moved to our school who was bitten by a huge dog, I mean the scars were like this big." She held her hands shoulder length apart.
"She is defiantly your child O'Neill." Teal'c said. "She exaggerates in the same manner you do with fish."
"Thanks T. Glad to see you are one hundred percent supportive!"
"Indeed." The Jaffa smirked, if you could call it that; the corner of his mouth rose slightly.
"I think we can take this matter to the briefing room." Hammond suggested.
SG1 and Charlotte followed the General along the corridors, passed confused personnel and to the briefing room, where the shutters were down.
"Aww, why'd you close the metal thingy's?" Charlotte asked walking to the window.
"You know what we do here?" Sam asked taking a seat.
"Yeah, gate to other planets, make friends, and kill snakeheads, etcetera, so on and so forth."
"How?" Daniel asked.
"Uh, because I practically live at the SGC." She walked over to the shutter opener mechanism and flicked the switch. The shutters opened to reveal the most expensive machine to run the US government has. "That's better."
"Sorry, but why would I let you live at the base?"
"It's a long story, before I start you should probably get Daniel a cup of coffee, or three." She grinned sitting opposite him.
"Did you just growl?" Jack asked looking shocked at his friend.
"No!"
"Yes you did!"
"I didn't I just, I was clearing my throat."
"Liar!" Jack cried.
"Enough!" Hammond bellowed.
"Sorry Sir, General." They apologised and sat in silence.
"Please start Miss O'Neill."
Charlotte laughed. "You have never called me Miss O'Neill before. It's normally 'Charlotte Louise O'Neill!' or 'Lottie!'" She cried out.
"You that bad?"
"Learned from the best."
"I created a monster!" Jack sighed holding his head in his hands.
"Anyway, it started with the gun incident..."
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YOU WILL REVIEW DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!