Sliding Through the Gate
Part 2
Author: Mac
Disclaimers in Part 1
Daniel woke up with a pounding headache. Oh yeah, he thought, a bunch of ruins fell on me. He suddenly remembered there were two others with him. He looked around frantically, but couldn't see either of them.
"Wade! Rembrandt!" he exclaimed. He put a hand to his head. That just made the pounding worse. However, he thought he heard someone shouting his name.
"Dr. Jackson?" That was Wade. Where was she? She sounded like she was... He glanced to his right. Like she was on the other side of a pile of rocks.
"Yeah, I'm here. Are you two all right?"
"We're fine," Wade replied. "You?"
"Just a bump on the noggin. Nothing I can't deal with." No sooner had the words come out of his mouth, he was back on the ground watching spots of light dance in his vision. He felt so tired. Maybe if he closed his eyes for two minutes...
Daniel immediately opened them when he heard Wade calling his name again. "Okay, I lied," he told her. "I think I have a concussion. I don't know how long I'm going to stay conscious here."
"Don't worry, we'll have you out of there in no time!" Wade said. "Remmy, there has to be a way we can help him!"
Before Rembrandt could reply, the pair heard a loud whooshing noise. "Maybe it's everyone else coming back," he suggested. "I'll go check it out."
"Be careful!"
He nodded and ran back into the direction of the Stargate. This whole situation was crazy. Of course, considering what they've been doing for the past year, this was just routine.
"What the hell..." Rembrandt muttered. Men in impressive looking armor with long staff-like weapons came barreling out of the wormhole. "This definitely can't be good!"
Wade nearly screamed in fright when Rembrandt clamped an arm on her shoulder. "Damn it, Remmie!"
"Sorry, girl, but we've got company. A crazy bunch of guys just came through the Stargate and it's not Colonel O'Neill."
"Bunch of guys in armor carrying weapons?" Came Daniel's question from behind the ruins.
"Yeah."
"The two of you might want to find some cover until tomorrow morning," Daniel said.
Wade shook her head. "But what about you? We can't just leave you out here alone."
"You don't understand. If they capture you, they'll use you as slaves. Look, I can't go into detail right now, but trust me, you do NOT want to get mixed up with them! I'll be fine," he added.
"He's right, Wade," Rembrandt said. "There are just too many for us to handle."
She sighed and finally relented. "We'll be back tomorrow morning," she told him. Rembrandt pulled her away before Wade could tell if Daniel had replied to her.
Daniel slowly raised himself into an upright position, leaning against the walls of the old temple. He was surprised it had held up as long as it had. Go figure it would collapse when he was in the damn thing!
A sharp pain coursed through his skull as he heard Goa'uld being shouted just outside the rubble. He couldn't make out what they were saying as most of the conversation seemed garbled.
He didn't understand why because when Wade and Rembrandt had spoken to him, he could hear them clearly. Probably from the concussion you, no doubt, have.
"Jaffa! Kree!"
Daniel sighed in relief. They were leaving. Now the hardest task he had to deal with was staying awake.
Back at the SGC, General Hammond was being briefed by Jack and Sam. Their guests were supposedly from an alternate dimension and they had the technology to prove it.
"General," Professor Arturo said, "I realize that you're following security protocals here, but I was wondering if there were any way to prove whether or not we're on our world."
Hammond looked thoughtful for a moment. "I think that can be arranged. Major Carter, why don't you help the Profressor and Mr. Mallory by getting any information they may need." Sam nodded, smiling at the pair. "Colonel O'Neill, take SG-8 and Dr. Frasier with you to the planet. We need to get everyone back here safe and sound."
"Yes, Sir!"
"Dismissed!"
Quinn stood up and walked over to Jack. "Colonel, I'd really like to go with you guys."
Professor Arturo took his young protege by the arm. "Excuse us, Colonel." When they were out of earshot, he spoke up again. "Quinn, are you out of your head? There was an earthquake on that planet and we are not going to do Miss Wells and Mr. Brown any good if we try to return and get injured ourselves. These people are professionals."
"I know, Professor. I know. It's just the guilt cropping up again," the young man exclaimed, running a hand through his hair.
"I wish you would stop blaming yourself. We all went through voluntarily. And before you say anything about Mr. Brown, remember that he has moved passed the blaming. We all have the same objective and that is to get home. Right?"
Quinn smiled. "Right, Professor."
"Professor, Mr. Mallory," Sam said, "if the two of you are ready..."
Jack waved at them. "Have fun, Carter."
"Bring them back, Sir!"
"I plan to."
Part 2
Author: Mac
Disclaimers in Part 1
Daniel woke up with a pounding headache. Oh yeah, he thought, a bunch of ruins fell on me. He suddenly remembered there were two others with him. He looked around frantically, but couldn't see either of them.
"Wade! Rembrandt!" he exclaimed. He put a hand to his head. That just made the pounding worse. However, he thought he heard someone shouting his name.
"Dr. Jackson?" That was Wade. Where was she? She sounded like she was... He glanced to his right. Like she was on the other side of a pile of rocks.
"Yeah, I'm here. Are you two all right?"
"We're fine," Wade replied. "You?"
"Just a bump on the noggin. Nothing I can't deal with." No sooner had the words come out of his mouth, he was back on the ground watching spots of light dance in his vision. He felt so tired. Maybe if he closed his eyes for two minutes...
Daniel immediately opened them when he heard Wade calling his name again. "Okay, I lied," he told her. "I think I have a concussion. I don't know how long I'm going to stay conscious here."
"Don't worry, we'll have you out of there in no time!" Wade said. "Remmy, there has to be a way we can help him!"
Before Rembrandt could reply, the pair heard a loud whooshing noise. "Maybe it's everyone else coming back," he suggested. "I'll go check it out."
"Be careful!"
He nodded and ran back into the direction of the Stargate. This whole situation was crazy. Of course, considering what they've been doing for the past year, this was just routine.
"What the hell..." Rembrandt muttered. Men in impressive looking armor with long staff-like weapons came barreling out of the wormhole. "This definitely can't be good!"
Wade nearly screamed in fright when Rembrandt clamped an arm on her shoulder. "Damn it, Remmie!"
"Sorry, girl, but we've got company. A crazy bunch of guys just came through the Stargate and it's not Colonel O'Neill."
"Bunch of guys in armor carrying weapons?" Came Daniel's question from behind the ruins.
"Yeah."
"The two of you might want to find some cover until tomorrow morning," Daniel said.
Wade shook her head. "But what about you? We can't just leave you out here alone."
"You don't understand. If they capture you, they'll use you as slaves. Look, I can't go into detail right now, but trust me, you do NOT want to get mixed up with them! I'll be fine," he added.
"He's right, Wade," Rembrandt said. "There are just too many for us to handle."
She sighed and finally relented. "We'll be back tomorrow morning," she told him. Rembrandt pulled her away before Wade could tell if Daniel had replied to her.
Daniel slowly raised himself into an upright position, leaning against the walls of the old temple. He was surprised it had held up as long as it had. Go figure it would collapse when he was in the damn thing!
A sharp pain coursed through his skull as he heard Goa'uld being shouted just outside the rubble. He couldn't make out what they were saying as most of the conversation seemed garbled.
He didn't understand why because when Wade and Rembrandt had spoken to him, he could hear them clearly. Probably from the concussion you, no doubt, have.
"Jaffa! Kree!"
Daniel sighed in relief. They were leaving. Now the hardest task he had to deal with was staying awake.
Back at the SGC, General Hammond was being briefed by Jack and Sam. Their guests were supposedly from an alternate dimension and they had the technology to prove it.
"General," Professor Arturo said, "I realize that you're following security protocals here, but I was wondering if there were any way to prove whether or not we're on our world."
Hammond looked thoughtful for a moment. "I think that can be arranged. Major Carter, why don't you help the Profressor and Mr. Mallory by getting any information they may need." Sam nodded, smiling at the pair. "Colonel O'Neill, take SG-8 and Dr. Frasier with you to the planet. We need to get everyone back here safe and sound."
"Yes, Sir!"
"Dismissed!"
Quinn stood up and walked over to Jack. "Colonel, I'd really like to go with you guys."
Professor Arturo took his young protege by the arm. "Excuse us, Colonel." When they were out of earshot, he spoke up again. "Quinn, are you out of your head? There was an earthquake on that planet and we are not going to do Miss Wells and Mr. Brown any good if we try to return and get injured ourselves. These people are professionals."
"I know, Professor. I know. It's just the guilt cropping up again," the young man exclaimed, running a hand through his hair.
"I wish you would stop blaming yourself. We all went through voluntarily. And before you say anything about Mr. Brown, remember that he has moved passed the blaming. We all have the same objective and that is to get home. Right?"
Quinn smiled. "Right, Professor."
"Professor, Mr. Mallory," Sam said, "if the two of you are ready..."
Jack waved at them. "Have fun, Carter."
"Bring them back, Sir!"
"I plan to."