Disclaimer: Not mine. Never have been. Wish they were.
Spoilers: Up to Meridian in Stargate, not got a clue yet in Highlander, but won't really matter as I plan on explaining everything at some point and I'm not exactly an expert myself.
Summary: Daniel has finally found a place that he can stay. But a strange visitor brings his past back into the light – most of which he would rather stay hidden. Stargate/Highlander crossover.
A/N: I know it's been done before, but so has just about every other story out there at least once. Please be nice, this is my first fic and it would mean so much to this poor little author's heart if I could have some nice reviews. PLEASE!!! Constructive criticisms welcomed, flames put back on the fire where they belong. And now to the story.
Dr Daniel Jackson; currently an archaeologist, anthropologist and linguist, had just spilt coffee on his work.
"Damn."
He jumped up, pushing his papers to safety away from the rapidly spreading brown liquid on the tabletop. He groaned quietly to himself: This was so not going to be his day. He felt the all too familiar scalding sensation, and watched as a blue light whizzed across his hand, healing all signs of his recent burns. 'Oh it's great to be immortal.' He grabbed the box of tissues and started to mop up the coffee, wishing that his quickening would extend to his now illegible translations he had spent the last hour working on. Just as he had sat down and picked up his pen again, the door flew open revealing a very disgruntled Colonel Jack O'Neil.
"Why, oh why do we have to have check-ups?" he moaned before collapsing into a nearby chair.
"Already?" said Daniel, who had not looked up from his new translations; slightly different from the previous one he had spent so long on.
"Yes. And if you don't get your butt down there right now..."
"Let me guess. Janet threatened you with needles again." Daniel interrupted.
"No" said Jack, looking a little ashamed "The nurses. Hey, they can be really vicious when they want to be!" he protested at Daniel's laugh.
Daniel just turned back to his work. "OK, but just let me finish..."
He didn't even have time to finish his sentence. With speed usually reserved for battle situations Jack jumped up, grabbed Daniel's arm and forcefully dragged him out of the room. After checking Daniel over for injuries Jack let go, waiting to see what response this would earn him.
"Well I'll just be going to the infirmary then, shall I?"
"Thata boy!" smiled Jack cheekily. "And give old doc Frasier my regards" He yelled after Daniel.
"Will do" Daniel called down the corridor, almost bumping into two airmen coming down the other way. 'You know it's amazingly easy to act clumsy around this place' he thought to himself sarcastically.
He arrived in the infirmary to find Janet finishing her examination of Sam, who's face broke into a smile as soon as she saw who had just walked in.
"Hi Daniel. I see the colonel found you at last."
"Yes Sam, I know I am late again. It's not my fault! If you gave me a half hour warning each time I might even be early."
"If we were lucky." Joked Jack, who had just sidled through the door. "Now, I think my work here is done Janet. One mostly uninjured Daniel, in return for no nurses. Or needles." He added quickly.
"Well now that you have finally arrived we can get started." Janet said, shooing Sam out of the room.
"Yeah, I'd better get going too. Hammond wants that stupid report in for PX... whatever. You know, the pink planet."
"Bye Jack."
"Enjoy." Grinned Jack as the door was pushed shut by Janet. She and Daniel waited until the footsteps had faded into nothing, and then relaxed.
"Do you realise just how hard it is to make sure you're alone for these exams?"
"Well this time you didn't exactly have to try that hard. Teal'c is in his room, Sam can't exactly stay, and Jack, amazingly, left on his own. And personally I'm much more grateful to you for faking my results all these years." They both smiled, remembering just how many times Daniel had to pretend to be unconscious while Janet changed the test results or fooled the monitors.
Janet was the one person at the SGC who actually knew exactly what Daniel was. The only reason she knew at all was because no one else on base was quite as healthy as he was – all the time. She had actually found out extremely quickly, almost immediately in fact...
****Flashback****
"Hi, I'm Dr Frasier."
Daniel automatically pulled back, his instinct of avoiding doctors even worse than the plague kicking in. But eventually he took the offered hand and smiled back saying "Daniel Jackson."
"Well if you'll just step over here then we can get started."
Things were going pretty well, until she asked him for a blood sample...
"No!" he shouted, more fiercely than he had intended. But this didn't put Janet off.
"Come on. Don't be a baby." She said in the tones of one well used to this reaction. "You were getting on so well. It won't hurt, it's only a few drops of blood that you don't need anyway, and then it will all be over."
But this wasn't what Daniel was worried about. He was more scared that she might accidentally see the quickening working on the puncture in his skin. But he knew that refusing would only cause suspicion, and so he eventually held out his arm, praying that he could cover it up before she could see anything. He almost made it. She was just turning around, when she saw a small blue light where she had just injected her patient. It was so quick she almost didn't see it, and so decided to check for herself.
"Oh dear," she said, dropping Daniel's blood sample and treading on it to make sure it spilled. She blushed, hoping that Daniel would not be suspicious "I'm really sorry about this. You don't mind if I take another one do you?"
She barely waited for an answer before grabbing another needle, leaving Daniel thankful that he had supposedly not been noticed, but also hoping that he could manage it again. Yet again she injected him, this time remaining to watch the blue light come again. She held Daniel's gaze for a moment before saying "There's nothing you want to tell me, is there?"
And so he told her everything. From his first death (he was over 200 years old!) to the quickening and the game. There was just something about her that made him trust her almost immediately, something that would come in handy later on.
****End Flashback****
Spoilers: Up to Meridian in Stargate, not got a clue yet in Highlander, but won't really matter as I plan on explaining everything at some point and I'm not exactly an expert myself.
Summary: Daniel has finally found a place that he can stay. But a strange visitor brings his past back into the light – most of which he would rather stay hidden. Stargate/Highlander crossover.
A/N: I know it's been done before, but so has just about every other story out there at least once. Please be nice, this is my first fic and it would mean so much to this poor little author's heart if I could have some nice reviews. PLEASE!!! Constructive criticisms welcomed, flames put back on the fire where they belong. And now to the story.
Dr Daniel Jackson; currently an archaeologist, anthropologist and linguist, had just spilt coffee on his work.
"Damn."
He jumped up, pushing his papers to safety away from the rapidly spreading brown liquid on the tabletop. He groaned quietly to himself: This was so not going to be his day. He felt the all too familiar scalding sensation, and watched as a blue light whizzed across his hand, healing all signs of his recent burns. 'Oh it's great to be immortal.' He grabbed the box of tissues and started to mop up the coffee, wishing that his quickening would extend to his now illegible translations he had spent the last hour working on. Just as he had sat down and picked up his pen again, the door flew open revealing a very disgruntled Colonel Jack O'Neil.
"Why, oh why do we have to have check-ups?" he moaned before collapsing into a nearby chair.
"Already?" said Daniel, who had not looked up from his new translations; slightly different from the previous one he had spent so long on.
"Yes. And if you don't get your butt down there right now..."
"Let me guess. Janet threatened you with needles again." Daniel interrupted.
"No" said Jack, looking a little ashamed "The nurses. Hey, they can be really vicious when they want to be!" he protested at Daniel's laugh.
Daniel just turned back to his work. "OK, but just let me finish..."
He didn't even have time to finish his sentence. With speed usually reserved for battle situations Jack jumped up, grabbed Daniel's arm and forcefully dragged him out of the room. After checking Daniel over for injuries Jack let go, waiting to see what response this would earn him.
"Well I'll just be going to the infirmary then, shall I?"
"Thata boy!" smiled Jack cheekily. "And give old doc Frasier my regards" He yelled after Daniel.
"Will do" Daniel called down the corridor, almost bumping into two airmen coming down the other way. 'You know it's amazingly easy to act clumsy around this place' he thought to himself sarcastically.
He arrived in the infirmary to find Janet finishing her examination of Sam, who's face broke into a smile as soon as she saw who had just walked in.
"Hi Daniel. I see the colonel found you at last."
"Yes Sam, I know I am late again. It's not my fault! If you gave me a half hour warning each time I might even be early."
"If we were lucky." Joked Jack, who had just sidled through the door. "Now, I think my work here is done Janet. One mostly uninjured Daniel, in return for no nurses. Or needles." He added quickly.
"Well now that you have finally arrived we can get started." Janet said, shooing Sam out of the room.
"Yeah, I'd better get going too. Hammond wants that stupid report in for PX... whatever. You know, the pink planet."
"Bye Jack."
"Enjoy." Grinned Jack as the door was pushed shut by Janet. She and Daniel waited until the footsteps had faded into nothing, and then relaxed.
"Do you realise just how hard it is to make sure you're alone for these exams?"
"Well this time you didn't exactly have to try that hard. Teal'c is in his room, Sam can't exactly stay, and Jack, amazingly, left on his own. And personally I'm much more grateful to you for faking my results all these years." They both smiled, remembering just how many times Daniel had to pretend to be unconscious while Janet changed the test results or fooled the monitors.
Janet was the one person at the SGC who actually knew exactly what Daniel was. The only reason she knew at all was because no one else on base was quite as healthy as he was – all the time. She had actually found out extremely quickly, almost immediately in fact...
****Flashback****
"Hi, I'm Dr Frasier."
Daniel automatically pulled back, his instinct of avoiding doctors even worse than the plague kicking in. But eventually he took the offered hand and smiled back saying "Daniel Jackson."
"Well if you'll just step over here then we can get started."
Things were going pretty well, until she asked him for a blood sample...
"No!" he shouted, more fiercely than he had intended. But this didn't put Janet off.
"Come on. Don't be a baby." She said in the tones of one well used to this reaction. "You were getting on so well. It won't hurt, it's only a few drops of blood that you don't need anyway, and then it will all be over."
But this wasn't what Daniel was worried about. He was more scared that she might accidentally see the quickening working on the puncture in his skin. But he knew that refusing would only cause suspicion, and so he eventually held out his arm, praying that he could cover it up before she could see anything. He almost made it. She was just turning around, when she saw a small blue light where she had just injected her patient. It was so quick she almost didn't see it, and so decided to check for herself.
"Oh dear," she said, dropping Daniel's blood sample and treading on it to make sure it spilled. She blushed, hoping that Daniel would not be suspicious "I'm really sorry about this. You don't mind if I take another one do you?"
She barely waited for an answer before grabbing another needle, leaving Daniel thankful that he had supposedly not been noticed, but also hoping that he could manage it again. Yet again she injected him, this time remaining to watch the blue light come again. She held Daniel's gaze for a moment before saying "There's nothing you want to tell me, is there?"
And so he told her everything. From his first death (he was over 200 years old!) to the quickening and the game. There was just something about her that made him trust her almost immediately, something that would come in handy later on.
****End Flashback****