Title: Future's Gift
Author: KP
Rating: PG/PG-13 at the most
Sequel: Future Awakening
Season: Future
Paring: Sam/Jack
Spoilers: Anything before this story and for now season 4 Divide and Conquer
Summary: Sometimes things given aren't what they seem, what we see holds meaning for things past and thing yet to come.
Disclaimer: SG-1 isn't mine I earn nothing as it belongs to MGM etc. Only thing that belong to me is this story and any original characters designed to tell it and other items contained within this story will be given a disclaimer as and when required.
A/N: I'm guessing the last part wasn't liked that much (its ok I wrote it and honestly can't say I was that impressed myself). But still being 'new' to fic writing having only a few titles to my name it happens sometimes when you test out things. Hopefully this might give back some of the things that got you to read this in the first place.
Just read it and see.
The sound fills the cave. He should be happy, he was happy for her he just couldn't show it not now.
Doc's stood there talking holding the child in her arms, but the words spoken don't register all I can do is stand there closed off to everything except the crying.
Its shock I guess, I knew this would come one day that Carter's life would be filled with more than dohickies and brilliant mind bending ideas to save the planet time after time she'd have the joy of the gift given to her but I can't be a part of it at least not like that.
Its better if I keep my distance, get my head round stuff. Sure I've had weeks and months just as she and every other person at the SGC has to get use to the changes in her life but I'm close, way to close to her and its confusing the hell out of me.
I didn't truly believe it till she was nearly taken, but how do I know without doubt or hesitation that what I hold for her isn't just thanks to my imagination. I've said it before and given another Zarc test I'll no doubt say it again, I care for her a lot more than I'm supposed to, but which 'one' do I hold any feelings for.
Figment of my imagination Carter gave me a son, Connor, regardless of the consequences she wanted him enough to potentially put her career on the line, knowing full well he was mine. It wasn't easy on either of us least of all her I went all the way to England to forget stuff only to waltz back into her life and the son I never knew about till the very day I returned.
In a way he made it easy for us, to get 'close' to open up more, relax, be normal friends and not constantly thinking about regulations, of course we always stayed professional and other than having Connor around things never really did change between us until I did the retiring thing.
Then that whole world just fell apart and within hours I'd lost her not long after that loosing Jake Connor to only to end up in this situation now.
This Carter, this Sam the one I'm looking at now is the real deal at least I think she is. She is everything I remember of the other Sam Carter, smart, brilliant, and beautiful, she's all that and way more since provided this whole thing isn't another trick, we've known each other for several years. It's that reason mainly that I can't be here day after day I won't grow to hate her just because she has the one thing that was taken from me.
Teal'c's stood guard at the entrance to the cave keeping the natives at bay just with the look he gives. They've been gathering in droves to get a glimpse of the kid leaving gifts or whatever ever since the rocks just vanished and Fraiser could get in and assist Carter.
I tried for hours and hours to shift all of it getting know where fast, running out of options to get her back to the SGC for urgent medical assistance only to let my own emotional state take advantage of one very tired, very out of it Carter. She kissed me and I didn't stop it, I gave into temptation and returned in full her actions. Thankfully other activity soon put a stop to that, twenty minutes later resulting in the small bundle she now held protectively in her arms.
Watching her she's taken to the child already, her eyes and her smile show that, occasionally there'd be a little fear and doubt as her eyes hurriedly kept track of the Doc's movements seeking assurance that everything was fine since her assistance was needed to get the kid breathing. Then she'd look in my direction her eyes full of sorrow, offering a silent plea, but I can't do what she asks, not yet, I'm not ready, if I did it now we'd only end up hating each other, because I can't let go of simple memories, I thought I could, but it's hard, a lot harder to do in reality.
When backup arrives we'll head back home, I don't think Frasier likes the idea of moving them with the crowd outside even with us here, there's way to many of them and considering the events that landed us here in the first place I for one don't blame her, from what I've seen neither of them seem to require that emergency medical help now, at least I hope not.
Daniel's with her now looking like the big brother in oar of the bundle he holds within the blankets, I wonder if it's a boy or a girl I haven't a clue, I spent hours trapped with her, helping all the way as much as I could given I'm not exactly the doctor. The real doc shows up and I run, back away because I can't deal with it.
I hope she gets what she wants a boy, personally I'd go with a girl, mostly because I never had a daughter and I'd like that for her a 'mini' Miss Carter Junior can never be a bad thing.
The troops arrive to escort us, plus one back to the gate, looks like its Pierce's team, Dad too, quick flight around the galaxy to seek Thor's help, returning to find everything way better than when he left.
Pierce has everything under control, his teams taken up defensive positions so everything's secure. While Jacob rushes to her side only to be stopped by Frasier as she whispers something to him, I hope nothings wrong, right now Jake's face is etched with concern and my feet a half way from moving me from the rock I'm sat on.
Doc rubs a comforting hand on his arm then steps aside, for a few seconds I can't get anything from him, then she gives him that look and he's congratulating his daughter as any father would. Their talking but I'm still not registering half of what's happening, he's given me a quick glance no doubt trying to thank me but I don't acknowledge him.
I stand momentarily to stop the knees from playing up, intending to head out side, only to be stopped by Jacobs hand coming to rest on my shoulder, no doubt trying to introduce me to the kid, but I come out with "we should get geared up" turning to Frasier "when your ready doc" before picking my pack up and heading out to survey the situation myself.
Author: KP
Rating: PG/PG-13 at the most
Sequel: Future Awakening
Season: Future
Paring: Sam/Jack
Spoilers: Anything before this story and for now season 4 Divide and Conquer
Summary: Sometimes things given aren't what they seem, what we see holds meaning for things past and thing yet to come.
Disclaimer: SG-1 isn't mine I earn nothing as it belongs to MGM etc. Only thing that belong to me is this story and any original characters designed to tell it and other items contained within this story will be given a disclaimer as and when required.
A/N: I'm guessing the last part wasn't liked that much (its ok I wrote it and honestly can't say I was that impressed myself). But still being 'new' to fic writing having only a few titles to my name it happens sometimes when you test out things. Hopefully this might give back some of the things that got you to read this in the first place.
Just read it and see.
The sound fills the cave. He should be happy, he was happy for her he just couldn't show it not now.
Doc's stood there talking holding the child in her arms, but the words spoken don't register all I can do is stand there closed off to everything except the crying.
Its shock I guess, I knew this would come one day that Carter's life would be filled with more than dohickies and brilliant mind bending ideas to save the planet time after time she'd have the joy of the gift given to her but I can't be a part of it at least not like that.
Its better if I keep my distance, get my head round stuff. Sure I've had weeks and months just as she and every other person at the SGC has to get use to the changes in her life but I'm close, way to close to her and its confusing the hell out of me.
I didn't truly believe it till she was nearly taken, but how do I know without doubt or hesitation that what I hold for her isn't just thanks to my imagination. I've said it before and given another Zarc test I'll no doubt say it again, I care for her a lot more than I'm supposed to, but which 'one' do I hold any feelings for.
Figment of my imagination Carter gave me a son, Connor, regardless of the consequences she wanted him enough to potentially put her career on the line, knowing full well he was mine. It wasn't easy on either of us least of all her I went all the way to England to forget stuff only to waltz back into her life and the son I never knew about till the very day I returned.
In a way he made it easy for us, to get 'close' to open up more, relax, be normal friends and not constantly thinking about regulations, of course we always stayed professional and other than having Connor around things never really did change between us until I did the retiring thing.
Then that whole world just fell apart and within hours I'd lost her not long after that loosing Jake Connor to only to end up in this situation now.
This Carter, this Sam the one I'm looking at now is the real deal at least I think she is. She is everything I remember of the other Sam Carter, smart, brilliant, and beautiful, she's all that and way more since provided this whole thing isn't another trick, we've known each other for several years. It's that reason mainly that I can't be here day after day I won't grow to hate her just because she has the one thing that was taken from me.
Teal'c's stood guard at the entrance to the cave keeping the natives at bay just with the look he gives. They've been gathering in droves to get a glimpse of the kid leaving gifts or whatever ever since the rocks just vanished and Fraiser could get in and assist Carter.
I tried for hours and hours to shift all of it getting know where fast, running out of options to get her back to the SGC for urgent medical assistance only to let my own emotional state take advantage of one very tired, very out of it Carter. She kissed me and I didn't stop it, I gave into temptation and returned in full her actions. Thankfully other activity soon put a stop to that, twenty minutes later resulting in the small bundle she now held protectively in her arms.
Watching her she's taken to the child already, her eyes and her smile show that, occasionally there'd be a little fear and doubt as her eyes hurriedly kept track of the Doc's movements seeking assurance that everything was fine since her assistance was needed to get the kid breathing. Then she'd look in my direction her eyes full of sorrow, offering a silent plea, but I can't do what she asks, not yet, I'm not ready, if I did it now we'd only end up hating each other, because I can't let go of simple memories, I thought I could, but it's hard, a lot harder to do in reality.
When backup arrives we'll head back home, I don't think Frasier likes the idea of moving them with the crowd outside even with us here, there's way to many of them and considering the events that landed us here in the first place I for one don't blame her, from what I've seen neither of them seem to require that emergency medical help now, at least I hope not.
Daniel's with her now looking like the big brother in oar of the bundle he holds within the blankets, I wonder if it's a boy or a girl I haven't a clue, I spent hours trapped with her, helping all the way as much as I could given I'm not exactly the doctor. The real doc shows up and I run, back away because I can't deal with it.
I hope she gets what she wants a boy, personally I'd go with a girl, mostly because I never had a daughter and I'd like that for her a 'mini' Miss Carter Junior can never be a bad thing.
The troops arrive to escort us, plus one back to the gate, looks like its Pierce's team, Dad too, quick flight around the galaxy to seek Thor's help, returning to find everything way better than when he left.
Pierce has everything under control, his teams taken up defensive positions so everything's secure. While Jacob rushes to her side only to be stopped by Frasier as she whispers something to him, I hope nothings wrong, right now Jake's face is etched with concern and my feet a half way from moving me from the rock I'm sat on.
Doc rubs a comforting hand on his arm then steps aside, for a few seconds I can't get anything from him, then she gives him that look and he's congratulating his daughter as any father would. Their talking but I'm still not registering half of what's happening, he's given me a quick glance no doubt trying to thank me but I don't acknowledge him.
I stand momentarily to stop the knees from playing up, intending to head out side, only to be stopped by Jacobs hand coming to rest on my shoulder, no doubt trying to introduce me to the kid, but I come out with "we should get geared up" turning to Frasier "when your ready doc" before picking my pack up and heading out to survey the situation myself.