Chapter 3 - First Dream
Sam found herself at home in her bedroom. The light of dawn was floating across the bed. Next to her Pete was still fast asleep breathing gently. She folded back the sheets and swung her feet out of bed. She went to the bathroom to have a shower, then got dressed. Back in the kitchen she started to make some coffee for the two of them. She then went outside to collect the newspaper. As she returned inside, Pete was up as well, she found him at the kitchen table waiting for the coffee machine to finish.
"Hey", she whispered embracing her boyfriend from behind kissing his neck.
"Morning." He smiled as he turned his head to kiss Sam's cheek.
Sam went over to the counter filling the two mugs she had put there with fresh coffee and carried them over to the table. "Shall I make us some breakfast?" she asked Pete.
He shook his head. "I've got the early shift today. I can just finish the coffee and then hope the highway isn't too crowded this morning...", he sighed.
Sam sat down opposite to him. "Duty calls", she said leaning forward with a sigh.
"You know how it is when the boss insists on a meeting at 7.30", he replied with a playful grin.
"Yeah", she smirked back at her boyfriend.
"So, time to go", he said rising from the table.
"Wait." Sam rose as well accompanying Pete to the door where she gave him a big hug and kissed him. He returned the gesture; they remained hugging and kissing for a long moment.
Suddenly the surroundings changed. Her house was gone and Carter found herself in a sumptuously decorated Goa'uld chamber in the arms of someone else... Baal!
Full of shock Sam tore herself away from his arms. She was panting heavily and could not hold herself from staring at him. He eyed her with a sardonic smile. "Your love is lost, Tau'ri", he said with a complacent laugh, "Soon I will have broken all your hopes and you will obey me as your one and only god."
"No", a scream escaped Sam's throat as she shot up. Cold sweat was running all across her body and she had to gasp for air.
The lights of the room flickered on as somebody walked through the door. It was the young woman she had met the day before. She was carrying tray with some bread and a glass of tea on it, that she now sat down next to the bed.
"Good morning", the girl said simply as she walked past the far corner of the room where she drew some clothes from a chest. She came back piling them on the bottom of the bed. As she saw that Sam was refusing to eat she gave her a concerned look.
"You have to eat something", she said admonishingly then adding: "It isn't poisoned, I promise you."
She handed the tea over to the major. "Please."
Sam who was still a bit dazed and even more puzzled took it from her and finally followed the other woman's pleadings.
Having finished the tea the younger woman helped Samantha to get dressed into a black, low-necked dress. Then they sat on the floor watching each other for a while before Sam finally spoke up.
"You haven't told me your name, yet", she stated.
"Samira and what's yours?"
"I'm Major Samantha Carter, U...", she held on as she realized Samira's big-eyed look on her. "Samantha", she finally introduced herself.
Now Sam could not hold herself from another curious question: "How long are you already serving Baal?"
"As long as I can think", Samira replied, "and he has always been good to me. As he will be to you. Have you changed your mind?"
Sam did not answer the question, she merely stared back at the other woman blankly. "Baal is not a god", she said more to herself than to anybody else.
Baal congratulated himself to the glorious plan he had thought up for the Tau'ri woman. Sooner or later he would break her strength by using her feelings of love and affection against her. As he had gotten to know about the emotional conflict she was in concerning the adoration of two different men, he had seen his chance to manipulate her mind easier and in a more enjoyable way as he had seen it for himself ever before. He would turn her into his loyal slave after some time, he just had to be patient and wait.
To be continued...
Sam found herself at home in her bedroom. The light of dawn was floating across the bed. Next to her Pete was still fast asleep breathing gently. She folded back the sheets and swung her feet out of bed. She went to the bathroom to have a shower, then got dressed. Back in the kitchen she started to make some coffee for the two of them. She then went outside to collect the newspaper. As she returned inside, Pete was up as well, she found him at the kitchen table waiting for the coffee machine to finish.
"Hey", she whispered embracing her boyfriend from behind kissing his neck.
"Morning." He smiled as he turned his head to kiss Sam's cheek.
Sam went over to the counter filling the two mugs she had put there with fresh coffee and carried them over to the table. "Shall I make us some breakfast?" she asked Pete.
He shook his head. "I've got the early shift today. I can just finish the coffee and then hope the highway isn't too crowded this morning...", he sighed.
Sam sat down opposite to him. "Duty calls", she said leaning forward with a sigh.
"You know how it is when the boss insists on a meeting at 7.30", he replied with a playful grin.
"Yeah", she smirked back at her boyfriend.
"So, time to go", he said rising from the table.
"Wait." Sam rose as well accompanying Pete to the door where she gave him a big hug and kissed him. He returned the gesture; they remained hugging and kissing for a long moment.
Suddenly the surroundings changed. Her house was gone and Carter found herself in a sumptuously decorated Goa'uld chamber in the arms of someone else... Baal!
Full of shock Sam tore herself away from his arms. She was panting heavily and could not hold herself from staring at him. He eyed her with a sardonic smile. "Your love is lost, Tau'ri", he said with a complacent laugh, "Soon I will have broken all your hopes and you will obey me as your one and only god."
"No", a scream escaped Sam's throat as she shot up. Cold sweat was running all across her body and she had to gasp for air.
The lights of the room flickered on as somebody walked through the door. It was the young woman she had met the day before. She was carrying tray with some bread and a glass of tea on it, that she now sat down next to the bed.
"Good morning", the girl said simply as she walked past the far corner of the room where she drew some clothes from a chest. She came back piling them on the bottom of the bed. As she saw that Sam was refusing to eat she gave her a concerned look.
"You have to eat something", she said admonishingly then adding: "It isn't poisoned, I promise you."
She handed the tea over to the major. "Please."
Sam who was still a bit dazed and even more puzzled took it from her and finally followed the other woman's pleadings.
Having finished the tea the younger woman helped Samantha to get dressed into a black, low-necked dress. Then they sat on the floor watching each other for a while before Sam finally spoke up.
"You haven't told me your name, yet", she stated.
"Samira and what's yours?"
"I'm Major Samantha Carter, U...", she held on as she realized Samira's big-eyed look on her. "Samantha", she finally introduced herself.
Now Sam could not hold herself from another curious question: "How long are you already serving Baal?"
"As long as I can think", Samira replied, "and he has always been good to me. As he will be to you. Have you changed your mind?"
Sam did not answer the question, she merely stared back at the other woman blankly. "Baal is not a god", she said more to herself than to anybody else.
Baal congratulated himself to the glorious plan he had thought up for the Tau'ri woman. Sooner or later he would break her strength by using her feelings of love and affection against her. As he had gotten to know about the emotional conflict she was in concerning the adoration of two different men, he had seen his chance to manipulate her mind easier and in a more enjoyable way as he had seen it for himself ever before. He would turn her into his loyal slave after some time, he just had to be patient and wait.
To be continued...