Author's Note:
So... I'm thinking to myself... who haven't I written about from the original story? What am I missing? Then it occurs to me. Sally! I've alluded to her occasionally, but the story isn't told... so here it is!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of SG-1, however, I do own Sally, Shawn (if he appears in this story) Jaffer, and Jack (the dog) if they appear
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"Oh, this is not good..." Daniel looked down at his watch, much to Jack's surprise. They were huddled behind a big rock wall, guns out and pointed at a large advancing group of Jaffa that couldn't be seen, although their movements through the brush only a few hundred yards away made it perfectly clear that they weren't all that far away, and that all Hell was going to break loose any minute, now.
"What?" Jack scowled, checking the load on his P-90 one more time. He was almost out of ammo, and if Carter didn't get the gate opened soon, he was going to be tossing rocks at the Jaffa. "You got a hot date you're going to be late for?" Jack asked, sarcastically. Sarcasm was always a good thing to fall back on when your life was flashing before your eyes.
"I was supposed to be meeting Sally's parents tonight," Daniel said, breaking away from the thought long enough to check his own weapons. "She's going to kill me..."
"Yeah, well..." Jack peeked out from behind the wall, and ducked back just as a staff weapon fired at him, taking a chunk from the stone where his head had been only seconds before. "She's going to have to stand in line!"
He fired his P-90, trying to make every shot count, and Daniel stood up and did the same thing, showing only as much of himself as he needed to in order to be able to insure his shots weren't going wild. Daniel had become a fair shot in the years he'd spent with Jack, and was only getting better. The Jaffa he was aiming for went down in a heap.
"Colonel!"
Jack turned, just in time to see the gate activating and Carter beckoning for him and Daniel to come.
"Go, Daniel!"
O'Neill stood, completely exposing himself to make himself into the target of every Jaffa they were facing. It was the only way he could make sure that Daniel wasn't. He fired fully automatic, now, full bursts of machine gun fire raking through the Jaffa ranks as Daniel turned and ran full speed towards the Stargate Sam had finally managed to get open.
"Come on, Jack!"
He turned just in time to see O'Neill toss his now-empty machine gun aside, and reach for his Berretta, which was his backup weapon, and virtually useless against the Jaffa and their staff weapons. Jack knew it, Daniel knew it, and the Jaffa would realize it very quickly.
"Go, Carter!" Jack was ordering her to safety, and expected to be obeyed. He couldn't leave his position until he was certain the others were through the gate and on the other side, although he was beginning to make a retreat towards the gate himself, never turning his back on the enemy, who were crouched low in respect for the machine gun, but were already beginning to level their staff weapons at him now that they knew he wasn't holding it anymore.
Sam didn't argue. She couldn't. He wouldn't go until his team was safe, and that was all there was to it. She knew this. Knew it so well that she simply made sure she was already moving before he even called out the order to. She grabbed Daniel by the back of his jacket and pulled him through the gate with her as she dove in. Jack would follow. He always followed.
A Jaffa rose up in front of Jack, and he fired his Berretta at him. Emptied the whole clip into the alien's chest, and had the satisfaction of seeing him drop. Now he was screwed, though, because he was out of ammo, and wasn't close enough to the gate to make a run for it.
"O'Neill! Now!"
Jack turned and saw a staff weapon blast pass right beside him, striking a Jaffa fully in the chest and knocking him back about fifteen feet. He didn't hesitate. Tucking his Beretta into the waist of his pants, Jack launched himself towards the Stargate and Teal'c, and felt a bolt of energy slam into his back, knocking him into the big Jaffa, sending both of them tumbling through the gate. He felt a flash of pain, and felt himself dissolving.
Then swore when he reappeared at the other end of the Stargate, and tumbled down the ramp in a tangle of arms and legs with Teal'c, not stopping until they reached the bottom of the ramp, where he slammed into the support post of the railing.
"Close the iris!"
He didn't need to open his eyes to know that the voice was Hammond's, and he didn't need to look to know that the General was probably running across the room to check on SG-1. Which was a good thing, because Jack wasn't quite ready to open his eyes just yet.
"Colonel?"
He was lying on his stomach, pretty much still, since he was taking an inventory of how he felt, so he'd know exactly how much complaining to do when he saw Fraiser. Too much whining and she'd be annoyed. Not enough, and she wouldn't take him seriously when he really was hurting...
"O'Neill? Are you injured?"
He was, but not badly. Not badly enough to make everyone worry. Jack rolled over, and opened his eyes, looking up into Teal'c's concerned brown eyes, and Daniel and Sam's concerned blue ones.
"So, you're meeting her parents, huh...?" He winced when he felt a stabbing pain go through his lower back – the staff wound was being rubbed by the edge of his Kevlar vest – but Daniel smiled in relief, knowing Jack wasn't too badly hurt if he could make fun of him.
"Probably not. I was supposed to be there in half an hour, and that's not going to happen."
"Well, this time it isn't my fault," Jack said, defensively, as Janet Fraiser arrived, and was already beginning to kneel next to him. "This one was all-"
"I know, Jack," Daniel said, sighing. "But I can't really tell her that, can I? Which means I'll have to make something up. Again."
"Tell her you got caught in traffic," O'Neill told him, gasping when Teal'c helped him to his feet so he could be taken to the infirmary to have his injuries taken care of.
"For the millionth time?" Daniel shook his head; "I'll just call her and tell her I'll see her tomorrow... There's no way I'll be out of here in time to make it to the restaurant before they leave."
"Don't let me stop you..."
So... I'm thinking to myself... who haven't I written about from the original story? What am I missing? Then it occurs to me. Sally! I've alluded to her occasionally, but the story isn't told... so here it is!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of SG-1, however, I do own Sally, Shawn (if he appears in this story) Jaffer, and Jack (the dog) if they appear
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"Oh, this is not good..." Daniel looked down at his watch, much to Jack's surprise. They were huddled behind a big rock wall, guns out and pointed at a large advancing group of Jaffa that couldn't be seen, although their movements through the brush only a few hundred yards away made it perfectly clear that they weren't all that far away, and that all Hell was going to break loose any minute, now.
"What?" Jack scowled, checking the load on his P-90 one more time. He was almost out of ammo, and if Carter didn't get the gate opened soon, he was going to be tossing rocks at the Jaffa. "You got a hot date you're going to be late for?" Jack asked, sarcastically. Sarcasm was always a good thing to fall back on when your life was flashing before your eyes.
"I was supposed to be meeting Sally's parents tonight," Daniel said, breaking away from the thought long enough to check his own weapons. "She's going to kill me..."
"Yeah, well..." Jack peeked out from behind the wall, and ducked back just as a staff weapon fired at him, taking a chunk from the stone where his head had been only seconds before. "She's going to have to stand in line!"
He fired his P-90, trying to make every shot count, and Daniel stood up and did the same thing, showing only as much of himself as he needed to in order to be able to insure his shots weren't going wild. Daniel had become a fair shot in the years he'd spent with Jack, and was only getting better. The Jaffa he was aiming for went down in a heap.
"Colonel!"
Jack turned, just in time to see the gate activating and Carter beckoning for him and Daniel to come.
"Go, Daniel!"
O'Neill stood, completely exposing himself to make himself into the target of every Jaffa they were facing. It was the only way he could make sure that Daniel wasn't. He fired fully automatic, now, full bursts of machine gun fire raking through the Jaffa ranks as Daniel turned and ran full speed towards the Stargate Sam had finally managed to get open.
"Come on, Jack!"
He turned just in time to see O'Neill toss his now-empty machine gun aside, and reach for his Berretta, which was his backup weapon, and virtually useless against the Jaffa and their staff weapons. Jack knew it, Daniel knew it, and the Jaffa would realize it very quickly.
"Go, Carter!" Jack was ordering her to safety, and expected to be obeyed. He couldn't leave his position until he was certain the others were through the gate and on the other side, although he was beginning to make a retreat towards the gate himself, never turning his back on the enemy, who were crouched low in respect for the machine gun, but were already beginning to level their staff weapons at him now that they knew he wasn't holding it anymore.
Sam didn't argue. She couldn't. He wouldn't go until his team was safe, and that was all there was to it. She knew this. Knew it so well that she simply made sure she was already moving before he even called out the order to. She grabbed Daniel by the back of his jacket and pulled him through the gate with her as she dove in. Jack would follow. He always followed.
A Jaffa rose up in front of Jack, and he fired his Berretta at him. Emptied the whole clip into the alien's chest, and had the satisfaction of seeing him drop. Now he was screwed, though, because he was out of ammo, and wasn't close enough to the gate to make a run for it.
"O'Neill! Now!"
Jack turned and saw a staff weapon blast pass right beside him, striking a Jaffa fully in the chest and knocking him back about fifteen feet. He didn't hesitate. Tucking his Beretta into the waist of his pants, Jack launched himself towards the Stargate and Teal'c, and felt a bolt of energy slam into his back, knocking him into the big Jaffa, sending both of them tumbling through the gate. He felt a flash of pain, and felt himself dissolving.
Then swore when he reappeared at the other end of the Stargate, and tumbled down the ramp in a tangle of arms and legs with Teal'c, not stopping until they reached the bottom of the ramp, where he slammed into the support post of the railing.
"Close the iris!"
He didn't need to open his eyes to know that the voice was Hammond's, and he didn't need to look to know that the General was probably running across the room to check on SG-1. Which was a good thing, because Jack wasn't quite ready to open his eyes just yet.
"Colonel?"
He was lying on his stomach, pretty much still, since he was taking an inventory of how he felt, so he'd know exactly how much complaining to do when he saw Fraiser. Too much whining and she'd be annoyed. Not enough, and she wouldn't take him seriously when he really was hurting...
"O'Neill? Are you injured?"
He was, but not badly. Not badly enough to make everyone worry. Jack rolled over, and opened his eyes, looking up into Teal'c's concerned brown eyes, and Daniel and Sam's concerned blue ones.
"So, you're meeting her parents, huh...?" He winced when he felt a stabbing pain go through his lower back – the staff wound was being rubbed by the edge of his Kevlar vest – but Daniel smiled in relief, knowing Jack wasn't too badly hurt if he could make fun of him.
"Probably not. I was supposed to be there in half an hour, and that's not going to happen."
"Well, this time it isn't my fault," Jack said, defensively, as Janet Fraiser arrived, and was already beginning to kneel next to him. "This one was all-"
"I know, Jack," Daniel said, sighing. "But I can't really tell her that, can I? Which means I'll have to make something up. Again."
"Tell her you got caught in traffic," O'Neill told him, gasping when Teal'c helped him to his feet so he could be taken to the infirmary to have his injuries taken care of.
"For the millionth time?" Daniel shook his head; "I'll just call her and tell her I'll see her tomorrow... There's no way I'll be out of here in time to make it to the restaurant before they leave."
"Don't let me stop you..."