Disclaimer: Okay, I love Stargate, but I am working on limited information,
having only recently begun to watch the series. I'd been wasting my time
with Dragonball Z and the like. forgive me. So if anything seems off, just
take it as the best that I can do with what I've got to work with.
Prodigal Son...er...Daughter?
Chapter Two.
Almost as soon as the security guard had led her graciously to her holding room, an uncomfortably small and barely furnished room, equipped with a cot and small stand, Teal'la took a status report. Daniel had told her that they hadn't changed the old ventilation access panels until the first Goa'uld attack after her waking.
She dumped her duffel by the bunk and walked to the wall, prying a false panel from the shiny metal surface and smiling at the gaping hole before her. She crawled in and pulled the panel back onto the wall behind her, setting off on her own little journey through the ventilation shafts of the large facility.
"Over on our right you'll see some wires leading to the excessive lights required for Daniel's studies of alien texts, objects, junk, blah, blah, blah." she muttered to herself as she soldier crawled through the tiny space. "And on our left..." she smiled at the familiar sound of arguing voices. "the debriefing room."
She wormed, shimmied, and finally reached the end of the ventilation tube, sliding out carefully and trying not to make a sound as she wriggled and pulled herself out into the regular ceiling crawlspace.
"—Know anything about this girl. I mean, for all we know, she could be a spy." came Jack's accusatory voice.
"Well, if that's true, then we would have found a number of electronic equipment on her, but she and her duffel went through the X-ray tele-screen and apart from the guns...and her Jaffa symbol, she was clean." said Carter, in her all knowing, oh-so-sure-of-herself tone of voice. Teal'la toyed with the thought of Carter being her mother, but quickly returned her attention to the conversation, which was about her.
"Maybe she's from a different timeline or alternate Earth. I mean, it's not that farfetched, considering everything else that we've been through." suggested Daniel. Teal'la nodded, having wondered how long it would take him to even suggest that possibility. "She's worth at least some study, or questioning."
"Well if we're going to question her, we should do it and then send her back through the Stargate." Jack concluded hopefully.
"I do not think that she would tell us what we want to know if we tortured her, Colonel O'Neill." Teal'c said, and Teal'la nodded above them, smirking at Jack's eagerness to get rid of her.
"Not 'torture'. Interrogation. It's legal. Or we could send Daniel in to talk to her, she seems to like him." Jack replied. She suppressed a snort of laughter and then looked back at the ventilation shaft. She should start heading back, much as she wanted to stay and listen, so that the guard didn't look into the room and see her missing. She turned, placing all of her weight on one tile and promptly falling through the ceiling.
For a long moment after landing and rolling off of the table, Teal'la just lay there, clutching at the skin just above her heart and breathing heavily.
Meanwhile, the others had gotten over their mini-heart-attacks.
"Jeez, Louise." was Jack's first comment, as he put his hands over his face for a moment.
"Indeed." Teal'c replied.
Teal'la sat up, looking at the hole, looking at the mess on the table, looking at the adults that were staring at her.
"Wow." she said, grinning. A couple mouths dropped at this and she giggled. "That was fun, can I do it again?"
General Hammond looked at her as if she were insane, and then shook his head.
"No." he said. She pouted, but was unable to keep it up for very long. "How did you get out of your room?"
She shrugged.
"Would you believe about seven years of being sick and tired of being left behind?" she asked. Everyone shared a conspiratorial look and she dusted off her shoulders. "Plus about four years of trial and error." she added, standing up and dusting off her knees.
"Hey." said Jack, and she froze, looking at him. "Don't you move."
She had to wonder if Jack really thought this would work as anything but an instigation. With a mischievous grin she vaulted across the table, avoiding Teal'c's attempted grab, and dashed for the door as Jack and Teal'c got to their feet. Once outside, she slammed the door and avoided the guards, laughing as Jack and Teal'c collided with them upon opening said door.
She raced down the hallway, giggling madly as they followed, always one step ahead of them. She played this all the time with her friends back home, who were just about the same ages as those following her. But they'd never win. No one could ever predict her, so there was no way that they'd be able to catch her.
WHOMP!!
She and the person she hadn't seen coming went down in a whirlwind of papers. She rolled a little bit away and then got to her knees, mortified that she might actually have hurt someone.
"Oh geez, mister, I'm so sorry." she said, hurriedly. "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!" she spluttered, snatching papers from the ground and putting them in a neater stack than what they currently were.
"No, you weren't." he said, slightly amused, and her head snapped up. She groaned. "And don't worry, I bounce back."
Correction. No one could predict her...but Daniel.
Daniel could predict her before he even knew what to call her.
"No fair! You cheated!" she whined, throwing the papers at him and turning, slipping on some papers, but making a valiant effort to get away. Unfortunately, for her anyway, Daniel had already gotten to his feet. He hurled himself at her with a theatrical yell and tackled her around the middle.
"Jack!! Hey, Jack!! I got her!!" he yelled, as she squirmed. He sat up, pulling her up with him, and dug his feet into the floor, trying to hold her still. She howled like a toddler that was being held away from her toys and kicked her feet, squirming as she tried to break Daniel's grip.
The others turned the corner to see this, and Teal'c tilted his head, taken aback at the sight. Jack was too for a moment, and then they moved forwards. She saw them and pouted, glaring at them.
"You cheated. I demand a do-over." she commanded. This took them by surprise, and Daniel's grip loosened some, tightening when she tried to take advantage of this quasi-opportunity. She huffed.
"Do-over?" Jack asked, and she nodded, folding her arms as best she could from a sitting position. "What is this, some sort of game?" he demanded. Her mood brightened, and she nodded, trying to stand up. Daniel thought she was trying to get away and dug his heels into the walk way. She managed to get one hand free and grabbed onto the grated floor, pulling herself forwards. Daniel made a valiant effort to not let go, but found himself being pulled up with her.
"Daniel!" she whined. "Stop being so clingy!"
At this, he was surprised, and let go. Unfortunately, she pitched forward, yelping as she quickly extricated her hand from the grate and standing up, eyes squinted shut as she gripped her wrist.
"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow." she said, shaking her hand as if to rid it of the smarts. Carter stepped forward in a most maternal fashion and both she and Daniel crowded around her to see if she was bleeding.
"Let me see." Carter said, and Teal'la held it out.
"It's okay, I've had wor-OW!" she yanked her hand back and held it to herself, refusing to let anyone see. Jack rolled his eyes, as Teal'c stepped forward.
"Perhaps we should take her to see Doctor Fraiser." he said, in his even tone of voice. Sam looked at Daniel, and they nodded, leading her off towards the doc's office. Jack watched them, dumbfounded. Obviously, this kid was leading his team astray and he was the only one not affected by it. He was going to make it his personal responsibility to watch over his team and make sure that she didn't corrupt them.
In Doc Fraiser's office, Teal'la kept the wincing to a minimum as the good doctor wrapped her hand and fingers in a light gauze. That was after she applied a salve that stung like hell.
"So, what'd you mean, when you said that chase was all just a game?" asked Jack, and the others looked interested in the answer.
"Just that, and you cheated, so I get a do-over." she said, wincing as Doc Fraiser accidentally pressed too hard. "Ow."
"Sorry."
"I don't think so." Jack said. Teal'la looked at him.
"You have to give me a do-over. It's in the rules!" she whined.
"Yeah, well, I'm breaking the rules." he snapped. She gaped, open-mouthed, and he looked at her, daring her to challenge him. She pouted at him.
"See if I ever play a game with you again, you cheater." she grumbled, resting her chin in her other hand. The others watched this exchange in pure, undiluted fascination. It was like watching two kids call each other names.
"Well, excuse me, but running around a top secret facility after an untrustworthy person of questionable mental status is not my idea of a good time." he said, and she rolled her eyes.
"No, I suppose you'd like to take me out to the firing range for target practice." she muttered. Jack glared at her.
"Okay, that's it. I know your kind, I've dealt with your type before. You're grounded. No phones, no computers, no boys...and no games!!" he said. She gawked at him.
"That's not fair!!" she protested, and the others shook their heads, enthralled by this conversation.
"Yeah, well, life's not fair." Jack said. "So there."
Teal'la stuck her tongue out at him.
A/N: Okay, so that was chapter two. I think that turned out rather well, don't you? I love the argument between Jack and Teal'la, they're like perfect mirrors of each other.
Prodigal Son...er...Daughter?
Chapter Two.
Almost as soon as the security guard had led her graciously to her holding room, an uncomfortably small and barely furnished room, equipped with a cot and small stand, Teal'la took a status report. Daniel had told her that they hadn't changed the old ventilation access panels until the first Goa'uld attack after her waking.
She dumped her duffel by the bunk and walked to the wall, prying a false panel from the shiny metal surface and smiling at the gaping hole before her. She crawled in and pulled the panel back onto the wall behind her, setting off on her own little journey through the ventilation shafts of the large facility.
"Over on our right you'll see some wires leading to the excessive lights required for Daniel's studies of alien texts, objects, junk, blah, blah, blah." she muttered to herself as she soldier crawled through the tiny space. "And on our left..." she smiled at the familiar sound of arguing voices. "the debriefing room."
She wormed, shimmied, and finally reached the end of the ventilation tube, sliding out carefully and trying not to make a sound as she wriggled and pulled herself out into the regular ceiling crawlspace.
"—Know anything about this girl. I mean, for all we know, she could be a spy." came Jack's accusatory voice.
"Well, if that's true, then we would have found a number of electronic equipment on her, but she and her duffel went through the X-ray tele-screen and apart from the guns...and her Jaffa symbol, she was clean." said Carter, in her all knowing, oh-so-sure-of-herself tone of voice. Teal'la toyed with the thought of Carter being her mother, but quickly returned her attention to the conversation, which was about her.
"Maybe she's from a different timeline or alternate Earth. I mean, it's not that farfetched, considering everything else that we've been through." suggested Daniel. Teal'la nodded, having wondered how long it would take him to even suggest that possibility. "She's worth at least some study, or questioning."
"Well if we're going to question her, we should do it and then send her back through the Stargate." Jack concluded hopefully.
"I do not think that she would tell us what we want to know if we tortured her, Colonel O'Neill." Teal'c said, and Teal'la nodded above them, smirking at Jack's eagerness to get rid of her.
"Not 'torture'. Interrogation. It's legal. Or we could send Daniel in to talk to her, she seems to like him." Jack replied. She suppressed a snort of laughter and then looked back at the ventilation shaft. She should start heading back, much as she wanted to stay and listen, so that the guard didn't look into the room and see her missing. She turned, placing all of her weight on one tile and promptly falling through the ceiling.
For a long moment after landing and rolling off of the table, Teal'la just lay there, clutching at the skin just above her heart and breathing heavily.
Meanwhile, the others had gotten over their mini-heart-attacks.
"Jeez, Louise." was Jack's first comment, as he put his hands over his face for a moment.
"Indeed." Teal'c replied.
Teal'la sat up, looking at the hole, looking at the mess on the table, looking at the adults that were staring at her.
"Wow." she said, grinning. A couple mouths dropped at this and she giggled. "That was fun, can I do it again?"
General Hammond looked at her as if she were insane, and then shook his head.
"No." he said. She pouted, but was unable to keep it up for very long. "How did you get out of your room?"
She shrugged.
"Would you believe about seven years of being sick and tired of being left behind?" she asked. Everyone shared a conspiratorial look and she dusted off her shoulders. "Plus about four years of trial and error." she added, standing up and dusting off her knees.
"Hey." said Jack, and she froze, looking at him. "Don't you move."
She had to wonder if Jack really thought this would work as anything but an instigation. With a mischievous grin she vaulted across the table, avoiding Teal'c's attempted grab, and dashed for the door as Jack and Teal'c got to their feet. Once outside, she slammed the door and avoided the guards, laughing as Jack and Teal'c collided with them upon opening said door.
She raced down the hallway, giggling madly as they followed, always one step ahead of them. She played this all the time with her friends back home, who were just about the same ages as those following her. But they'd never win. No one could ever predict her, so there was no way that they'd be able to catch her.
WHOMP!!
She and the person she hadn't seen coming went down in a whirlwind of papers. She rolled a little bit away and then got to her knees, mortified that she might actually have hurt someone.
"Oh geez, mister, I'm so sorry." she said, hurriedly. "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!" she spluttered, snatching papers from the ground and putting them in a neater stack than what they currently were.
"No, you weren't." he said, slightly amused, and her head snapped up. She groaned. "And don't worry, I bounce back."
Correction. No one could predict her...but Daniel.
Daniel could predict her before he even knew what to call her.
"No fair! You cheated!" she whined, throwing the papers at him and turning, slipping on some papers, but making a valiant effort to get away. Unfortunately, for her anyway, Daniel had already gotten to his feet. He hurled himself at her with a theatrical yell and tackled her around the middle.
"Jack!! Hey, Jack!! I got her!!" he yelled, as she squirmed. He sat up, pulling her up with him, and dug his feet into the floor, trying to hold her still. She howled like a toddler that was being held away from her toys and kicked her feet, squirming as she tried to break Daniel's grip.
The others turned the corner to see this, and Teal'c tilted his head, taken aback at the sight. Jack was too for a moment, and then they moved forwards. She saw them and pouted, glaring at them.
"You cheated. I demand a do-over." she commanded. This took them by surprise, and Daniel's grip loosened some, tightening when she tried to take advantage of this quasi-opportunity. She huffed.
"Do-over?" Jack asked, and she nodded, folding her arms as best she could from a sitting position. "What is this, some sort of game?" he demanded. Her mood brightened, and she nodded, trying to stand up. Daniel thought she was trying to get away and dug his heels into the walk way. She managed to get one hand free and grabbed onto the grated floor, pulling herself forwards. Daniel made a valiant effort to not let go, but found himself being pulled up with her.
"Daniel!" she whined. "Stop being so clingy!"
At this, he was surprised, and let go. Unfortunately, she pitched forward, yelping as she quickly extricated her hand from the grate and standing up, eyes squinted shut as she gripped her wrist.
"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow." she said, shaking her hand as if to rid it of the smarts. Carter stepped forward in a most maternal fashion and both she and Daniel crowded around her to see if she was bleeding.
"Let me see." Carter said, and Teal'la held it out.
"It's okay, I've had wor-OW!" she yanked her hand back and held it to herself, refusing to let anyone see. Jack rolled his eyes, as Teal'c stepped forward.
"Perhaps we should take her to see Doctor Fraiser." he said, in his even tone of voice. Sam looked at Daniel, and they nodded, leading her off towards the doc's office. Jack watched them, dumbfounded. Obviously, this kid was leading his team astray and he was the only one not affected by it. He was going to make it his personal responsibility to watch over his team and make sure that she didn't corrupt them.
In Doc Fraiser's office, Teal'la kept the wincing to a minimum as the good doctor wrapped her hand and fingers in a light gauze. That was after she applied a salve that stung like hell.
"So, what'd you mean, when you said that chase was all just a game?" asked Jack, and the others looked interested in the answer.
"Just that, and you cheated, so I get a do-over." she said, wincing as Doc Fraiser accidentally pressed too hard. "Ow."
"Sorry."
"I don't think so." Jack said. Teal'la looked at him.
"You have to give me a do-over. It's in the rules!" she whined.
"Yeah, well, I'm breaking the rules." he snapped. She gaped, open-mouthed, and he looked at her, daring her to challenge him. She pouted at him.
"See if I ever play a game with you again, you cheater." she grumbled, resting her chin in her other hand. The others watched this exchange in pure, undiluted fascination. It was like watching two kids call each other names.
"Well, excuse me, but running around a top secret facility after an untrustworthy person of questionable mental status is not my idea of a good time." he said, and she rolled her eyes.
"No, I suppose you'd like to take me out to the firing range for target practice." she muttered. Jack glared at her.
"Okay, that's it. I know your kind, I've dealt with your type before. You're grounded. No phones, no computers, no boys...and no games!!" he said. She gawked at him.
"That's not fair!!" she protested, and the others shook their heads, enthralled by this conversation.
"Yeah, well, life's not fair." Jack said. "So there."
Teal'la stuck her tongue out at him.
A/N: Okay, so that was chapter two. I think that turned out rather well, don't you? I love the argument between Jack and Teal'la, they're like perfect mirrors of each other.