Title: Getting to Know You: Part 10
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Solitudes
Summary: Charlie's in for an ass kicking. That's the least of his problems.
Author Notes: Set in Season 1, Humour/Drama, Charlie O'Neill IS alive in this story, and Sam has a son with Jonas Hanson.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognisable characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended. Previously unrecognised characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead is coincidental and not intended by the author.
Note: Thank you very much to all of the people that send reviews! I am very grateful! : )
~ Getting to Know You: Part 10 ~
Copyright (c) 2003, Ruth
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"I am SO gonna kick your ass!"
"Agh!" Charlie shouted, and ran away from his father to hide behind Sam.
"Are you both crazy?" He shouted, "You could have been killed!"
"Colonel!" Sam hissed, "May I suggest that you keep your voice down?"
Jack suddenly realised where he was, and lowered his voice.
"Did you hear me?"
"Yeah," Charlie replied, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
Jack sighed deeply, and took in the rather comic sight of two teenage boys cowering behind his 2IC.
"You're both lucky to even be alive," he murmured. "Come here," he said, gesturing to Charlie with his arm.
Reluctantly, Charlie went over to Jack and squealed in surprise as his father pulled him into a bear hug.
Nathan snorted, but abruptly stopped when Sam drew him close to her and embarrassed him equally.
When both parents had dutifully embarrassed their children, they released them.
Charlie coughed and looked at the wall whilst Nathan waited for the blush in his cheeks to go down.
"How did you find us?" Sam asked, sitting down against the wall.
"Well, you see, we..."
Charlie stopped as they heard footsteps approaching the door. Jack leapt to his feet and practically stuffed Charlie back into the hole in the wall, and pushed Nathan through after him.
Nathan bit back a grunt of pain as his ankle connected harshly with the concrete of the wall panel, but kept quiet.
The door was pulled open, and a heavily armed jaffa entered the room. Sam desperately hoped that Jack would be quiet, for the sake of both their sons.
The jaffa smirked as he looked at Jack and Sam.
"Our lord will see you soon," he smiled, "And we suggest that you should prepare your guests for the same treatment that awaits yourselves."
"Guests?" Jack asked incredulously, "What guests?"
"The ones that are hiding in the ventilation shaft," the jaffa continued.
Sam's cheeks began to burn. God, not the boys, she thought, take me, but not the boys.
As if to prove his point, the jaffa dealt Sam a blow to the chest with the butt of his staff weapon which sent her flying back into the wall. She bit back a cry of pain and slumped against the cool, grey wall, wishing that she could be somewhere else.
The jaffa gave a final smirk and turned on his heel, leaving the room.
Jack instantly went to Sam's side and frowned, gingerly touching her cheek with his finger.
"Carter? You okay?"
"Hmm," she mumbled, still gritting her teeth so as not to alarm Nathan and Charlie.
They heard a grunt of annoyance from behind the grate and Jack went over to them. Sam could see the terror in his face that he quickly masked from the children.
"You two have to get out of here," he ordered.
"But..." Charlie protested.
"I mean it!" Jack said, his voice rising, "Dammit, Charlie, now is really not the time for you to be pig-headed..."
"For crying out loud!" Charlie groaned, "You heard that jaffa! They already know that we're here! Who's to say that when we do try to escape, they won't have people waiting to take us out then?"
Sam closed her eyes. It looked as if there was nothing good about their current situation.
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Narim tentatively looked out from behind the ruins of what used to be the Tollan meeting hall, the large weapon held loosely in his inexperienced hands. He was desperate to find Captain Carter and Colonel O'Neill. Of where they were he had a fairly good idea, but it was not one that pleased him.
He edged out from behind the building and ran for the cover of the nearest tree.
It could barely be called a tree any more - its once proud trunk was burning and black from staff weapon blasts, and most of its proud leaves had fallen to the ground below it, making a macabre carpet among the spilled blood.
He knew that he only had about half of a mile to go until he reached the old detention centre, which was no doubt where Apophis' jaffa were holding Captain Carter and Colonel O'Neill prisoner. He flattened himself against the back of the tree as he heard footsteps approaching. They were heavy and metallic - definitely that of the jaffa.
"Our Lord will arrive at any moment."
"He will be most pleased with the prizes that we have managed to procure for him."
"Captain Carter and Colonel O'Neill - the two greatest warriors of the Tau'ri."
"Yes. He'll also be receiving two bonus prizes."
Narim frowned. Who could the jaffa be talking about?
"When I went in to check on them, I could definitely hear another two voices. I checked for life signs - there were two children in the ventilation shaft."
Narim's blood ran cold. Children? He couldn't let them fall into the hands of the Goa'uld. Now more determined than ever, he edged around the back of the tree and made a break for the cover on the other side of the track.
"Halt!" the largest jaffa shouted, spinning on his heel with his staff weapon held ready.
"What is it?" Another of the jaffa questioned.
"I head something," he growled, still keeping his staff weapon at the ready.
Narim held his breath and tried hard not to flinch as the jaffa advanced on his position.
"You must be mistaken, there is nothing here."
"I am certain!" The larger jaffa protested.
Narim used the ensuing argument as an opportunity to escape further into the wooded area, and to try and reach the detention centre.
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"Dammit, Charlie!" Jack groaned, "Stop arguing with me and get the hell out of here!"
"No!" Charlie shouted back, "I am not going to leave you here!"
"Agh!" Nathan shouted suddenly, shock in his voice.
"Nathan?" Sam asked fearfully, "What is it?"
"I...I...there's someone else coming through the ventilation shaft," he said.
"Don't shoot!" Came a soft voice, "I mean you no harm!"
"Narim?" Jack asked incredulously, "Well, it's about damned time!"
"I am sorry I could not have come sooner," Narim said, "But I have been unable to escape until now."
"Narim, get the boys out of here!" Jack ordered.
"But...I can also get the two of you free," Narim protested, "If you just give me a little time..."
At that moment, the room became darker and the floor began to shake.
"We don't have a little time!" Jack shouted above the roar of the descending mothership, "GO!"
"No!" Charlie shouted, struggling against Narim, who was trying to haul him out of the tunnel.
"Charlie, you remember this!" Jack shouted, as the footsteps grew louder, "I owe you one HUGE ass-kicking!"
"Yeah," Charlie murmured, as his legs went weak and Narim finally succeeded in pulling him out of the tunnel.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Next time: Charlie and Nathan grow more desperate as there is still no news from their parents, and Sam and Jack face a fight for survival against Apophis' torture.
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Author's Note: Sorry you had to wait so long, but I've been really busy. Hope you enjoyed it, please send feedback to jm-webmistress@fsmail.net
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Solitudes
Summary: Charlie's in for an ass kicking. That's the least of his problems.
Author Notes: Set in Season 1, Humour/Drama, Charlie O'Neill IS alive in this story, and Sam has a son with Jonas Hanson.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognisable characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended. Previously unrecognised characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead is coincidental and not intended by the author.
Note: Thank you very much to all of the people that send reviews! I am very grateful! : )
~ Getting to Know You: Part 10 ~
Copyright (c) 2003, Ruth
**********
"I am SO gonna kick your ass!"
"Agh!" Charlie shouted, and ran away from his father to hide behind Sam.
"Are you both crazy?" He shouted, "You could have been killed!"
"Colonel!" Sam hissed, "May I suggest that you keep your voice down?"
Jack suddenly realised where he was, and lowered his voice.
"Did you hear me?"
"Yeah," Charlie replied, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
Jack sighed deeply, and took in the rather comic sight of two teenage boys cowering behind his 2IC.
"You're both lucky to even be alive," he murmured. "Come here," he said, gesturing to Charlie with his arm.
Reluctantly, Charlie went over to Jack and squealed in surprise as his father pulled him into a bear hug.
Nathan snorted, but abruptly stopped when Sam drew him close to her and embarrassed him equally.
When both parents had dutifully embarrassed their children, they released them.
Charlie coughed and looked at the wall whilst Nathan waited for the blush in his cheeks to go down.
"How did you find us?" Sam asked, sitting down against the wall.
"Well, you see, we..."
Charlie stopped as they heard footsteps approaching the door. Jack leapt to his feet and practically stuffed Charlie back into the hole in the wall, and pushed Nathan through after him.
Nathan bit back a grunt of pain as his ankle connected harshly with the concrete of the wall panel, but kept quiet.
The door was pulled open, and a heavily armed jaffa entered the room. Sam desperately hoped that Jack would be quiet, for the sake of both their sons.
The jaffa smirked as he looked at Jack and Sam.
"Our lord will see you soon," he smiled, "And we suggest that you should prepare your guests for the same treatment that awaits yourselves."
"Guests?" Jack asked incredulously, "What guests?"
"The ones that are hiding in the ventilation shaft," the jaffa continued.
Sam's cheeks began to burn. God, not the boys, she thought, take me, but not the boys.
As if to prove his point, the jaffa dealt Sam a blow to the chest with the butt of his staff weapon which sent her flying back into the wall. She bit back a cry of pain and slumped against the cool, grey wall, wishing that she could be somewhere else.
The jaffa gave a final smirk and turned on his heel, leaving the room.
Jack instantly went to Sam's side and frowned, gingerly touching her cheek with his finger.
"Carter? You okay?"
"Hmm," she mumbled, still gritting her teeth so as not to alarm Nathan and Charlie.
They heard a grunt of annoyance from behind the grate and Jack went over to them. Sam could see the terror in his face that he quickly masked from the children.
"You two have to get out of here," he ordered.
"But..." Charlie protested.
"I mean it!" Jack said, his voice rising, "Dammit, Charlie, now is really not the time for you to be pig-headed..."
"For crying out loud!" Charlie groaned, "You heard that jaffa! They already know that we're here! Who's to say that when we do try to escape, they won't have people waiting to take us out then?"
Sam closed her eyes. It looked as if there was nothing good about their current situation.
**********
Narim tentatively looked out from behind the ruins of what used to be the Tollan meeting hall, the large weapon held loosely in his inexperienced hands. He was desperate to find Captain Carter and Colonel O'Neill. Of where they were he had a fairly good idea, but it was not one that pleased him.
He edged out from behind the building and ran for the cover of the nearest tree.
It could barely be called a tree any more - its once proud trunk was burning and black from staff weapon blasts, and most of its proud leaves had fallen to the ground below it, making a macabre carpet among the spilled blood.
He knew that he only had about half of a mile to go until he reached the old detention centre, which was no doubt where Apophis' jaffa were holding Captain Carter and Colonel O'Neill prisoner. He flattened himself against the back of the tree as he heard footsteps approaching. They were heavy and metallic - definitely that of the jaffa.
"Our Lord will arrive at any moment."
"He will be most pleased with the prizes that we have managed to procure for him."
"Captain Carter and Colonel O'Neill - the two greatest warriors of the Tau'ri."
"Yes. He'll also be receiving two bonus prizes."
Narim frowned. Who could the jaffa be talking about?
"When I went in to check on them, I could definitely hear another two voices. I checked for life signs - there were two children in the ventilation shaft."
Narim's blood ran cold. Children? He couldn't let them fall into the hands of the Goa'uld. Now more determined than ever, he edged around the back of the tree and made a break for the cover on the other side of the track.
"Halt!" the largest jaffa shouted, spinning on his heel with his staff weapon held ready.
"What is it?" Another of the jaffa questioned.
"I head something," he growled, still keeping his staff weapon at the ready.
Narim held his breath and tried hard not to flinch as the jaffa advanced on his position.
"You must be mistaken, there is nothing here."
"I am certain!" The larger jaffa protested.
Narim used the ensuing argument as an opportunity to escape further into the wooded area, and to try and reach the detention centre.
**********
"Dammit, Charlie!" Jack groaned, "Stop arguing with me and get the hell out of here!"
"No!" Charlie shouted back, "I am not going to leave you here!"
"Agh!" Nathan shouted suddenly, shock in his voice.
"Nathan?" Sam asked fearfully, "What is it?"
"I...I...there's someone else coming through the ventilation shaft," he said.
"Don't shoot!" Came a soft voice, "I mean you no harm!"
"Narim?" Jack asked incredulously, "Well, it's about damned time!"
"I am sorry I could not have come sooner," Narim said, "But I have been unable to escape until now."
"Narim, get the boys out of here!" Jack ordered.
"But...I can also get the two of you free," Narim protested, "If you just give me a little time..."
At that moment, the room became darker and the floor began to shake.
"We don't have a little time!" Jack shouted above the roar of the descending mothership, "GO!"
"No!" Charlie shouted, struggling against Narim, who was trying to haul him out of the tunnel.
"Charlie, you remember this!" Jack shouted, as the footsteps grew louder, "I owe you one HUGE ass-kicking!"
"Yeah," Charlie murmured, as his legs went weak and Narim finally succeeded in pulling him out of the tunnel.
**********
TO BE CONTINUED...
**********
Next time: Charlie and Nathan grow more desperate as there is still no news from their parents, and Sam and Jack face a fight for survival against Apophis' torture.
**********
Author's Note: Sorry you had to wait so long, but I've been really busy. Hope you enjoyed it, please send feedback to jm-webmistress@fsmail.net