Jack O'Neill didn't know what was wrong with him, Danny was probably right
and it was nothing to worry about. But just the thought that Sam was
dealing with a Gould anything sent chills up his spine.
'Sure' he thought 'I always care about my people but I don't ever think I've been so worried about her as I am now. Who knows what the Gould are up to and I'm not there to help keep her safe . . . keep 'them' safe.'
"What concerns you O'neill?" Teal'C asked his friend as he sat next to him on board the cargo plane they caught heading to Paterson air force base.
Jack glanced up at the big Jaffa and frowned, "nothing really."
Teal'C merely raised an eyebrow in disbelief of this statement.
"Okay," he snorted in exasperation, "I worried about Carter."
"I would expect no less of you O'neill, you have always been very protective of children. Being concerned for you mate and child is nothing to be ashamed of."
"Carter is NOT my mate."
"She is with your child is she not?"
"Well . . . yah, but even if it was possible," he said with a hint of sadness, "she's made it abundantly clear that she doesn't want anything to do with me . . . like that."
Teal'C sighed and leaned back in the uncomfortable seat, "O'neill I believe you must not listen to closely to her words in this matter."
Jack looked at him in an incredulous way, "you think?"
Teal'C nodded, "indeed."
************************
Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind
By Verse12
Verse12@hotmail.com
**********************
Disclaimer:
I do not own these characters nor do I claim too, this is a simple fan based homage. Their creators and the companies they work for and with own the characters and all that pertains to them. (I.E. MGM, Double Secret Productions, Gekko Film) This is just fans of the shows expressing their love for it for fun, no profit is involved or expected thank you.
***********************
Chapter Thirteen
Overprotection
*************************
Jack raced down the hallway toward Sam's lab; he had seemingly set new land speed records in the hummer he had requisitioned at Paterson. Even Teal'C had griped the seat a little bit nervously during the ride. Jack burst into the lab, as Sam was busy typing at the computer, "Sam!"
She jumped at the sudden outburst from the door, "Geeze Jack, I mean Sir, are you trying to give me a heart attack," she said with hand to her chest.
"Are you okay Sam," he asked and crossed over to her.
"Yes Sir," she replied and got up off her stool and moved around the center island as if trying to keep something between them.
He frowned though and sighed and you could visibly see the solider in him take over, "So what's going on Major?"
Sam sighed with relief at the chance to let military protocol take over, "well Sir, Daniel found a jar in Chicago with Goa'uld markings."
"Yeah, yeah he told us that what's been going on since then?" he interrupted.
She frowned before she continued, "Well sir, he went back to Chicago to look for a second jar that's turned up missing, as well as some gold amulet."
"And we also found out that that the jar wasn't actually a jar it was in fact a sophisticated stasis unit."
"To what end MajorCarter?" Teal'C questioned from his position by the door.
"Teal'C? I'm sorry I didn't even see you there," she apologized as she jumped at his presence.
The big Jaffa simply nodded his head and responded, "I did not see the urgency that O'neill did."
"Yeah, yeah 'T's here so can we get on with this," Jack exclaimed with his usual surly attitude.
Sam simply frowned in her way and continued, "Well Sir to answer Teal'C's question, the jar was meant to hold a Goua'uld symbiote immobilized and unconscious."
"You mean we actually got a live Gould captured?" Jack smiled happy at the thought.
"Ahhh no we don't have a live Goa'uld, it was already dead. Evidently it died when the jar was cracked in shipment. Teal'C?" she questioned, "have you ever heard of any such thing before?"
The big Jaffa frowned as he reflected on his hundred plus years, "I have heard of legends, whispered among Jaffa of a Goa'uld taken by another and forcibly removed then later hidden away. But that is the extent of my knowledge, it was not something that was ever discussed openly or at any great detail"
Sam sighed and shook her head, "that's not much more than we already knew."
"So Danny's back in Chicago?"
Sam nodded, "He is headed back to Chicago to look for those missing artifacts" Sam sighed with a shake of her head.
"Oh great so what you're saying is that we could have a Gould out on the town?" Jack asked as he through up his hands in disgust.
He sighed, "okay, Teal'C lets go check in with the General, and then if he gives the okay I want you to go meet up with Danny in Chicago, just in case he needs back up."
Teal'C nodded his head and stepped out into the hallway to wait for Jack.
Jack got up slowly and strolled toward the door then with his back still turned he weakly spoke, "Sam . . . I, I'm sorry," he finally blurted out and he rushed out the door before she could say anything.
So Sam was left with her hand out stretched toward where he had left, "Sorry?" she whispered.
"Why?" she muttered as tears streamed down her checks.
To be continued,
*************************
End Notes:
There you go another chapter, I hope you all liked it. Thanks for all the encouragement it really helps.
If you all have anything you would like to see more of or a direction you would like things to go, let me know, I'll see what I can do.
Thanks for everything, Later.
Signed: Verse12
'Sure' he thought 'I always care about my people but I don't ever think I've been so worried about her as I am now. Who knows what the Gould are up to and I'm not there to help keep her safe . . . keep 'them' safe.'
"What concerns you O'neill?" Teal'C asked his friend as he sat next to him on board the cargo plane they caught heading to Paterson air force base.
Jack glanced up at the big Jaffa and frowned, "nothing really."
Teal'C merely raised an eyebrow in disbelief of this statement.
"Okay," he snorted in exasperation, "I worried about Carter."
"I would expect no less of you O'neill, you have always been very protective of children. Being concerned for you mate and child is nothing to be ashamed of."
"Carter is NOT my mate."
"She is with your child is she not?"
"Well . . . yah, but even if it was possible," he said with a hint of sadness, "she's made it abundantly clear that she doesn't want anything to do with me . . . like that."
Teal'C sighed and leaned back in the uncomfortable seat, "O'neill I believe you must not listen to closely to her words in this matter."
Jack looked at him in an incredulous way, "you think?"
Teal'C nodded, "indeed."
************************
Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind
By Verse12
Verse12@hotmail.com
**********************
Disclaimer:
I do not own these characters nor do I claim too, this is a simple fan based homage. Their creators and the companies they work for and with own the characters and all that pertains to them. (I.E. MGM, Double Secret Productions, Gekko Film) This is just fans of the shows expressing their love for it for fun, no profit is involved or expected thank you.
***********************
Chapter Thirteen
Overprotection
*************************
Jack raced down the hallway toward Sam's lab; he had seemingly set new land speed records in the hummer he had requisitioned at Paterson. Even Teal'C had griped the seat a little bit nervously during the ride. Jack burst into the lab, as Sam was busy typing at the computer, "Sam!"
She jumped at the sudden outburst from the door, "Geeze Jack, I mean Sir, are you trying to give me a heart attack," she said with hand to her chest.
"Are you okay Sam," he asked and crossed over to her.
"Yes Sir," she replied and got up off her stool and moved around the center island as if trying to keep something between them.
He frowned though and sighed and you could visibly see the solider in him take over, "So what's going on Major?"
Sam sighed with relief at the chance to let military protocol take over, "well Sir, Daniel found a jar in Chicago with Goa'uld markings."
"Yeah, yeah he told us that what's been going on since then?" he interrupted.
She frowned before she continued, "Well sir, he went back to Chicago to look for a second jar that's turned up missing, as well as some gold amulet."
"And we also found out that that the jar wasn't actually a jar it was in fact a sophisticated stasis unit."
"To what end MajorCarter?" Teal'C questioned from his position by the door.
"Teal'C? I'm sorry I didn't even see you there," she apologized as she jumped at his presence.
The big Jaffa simply nodded his head and responded, "I did not see the urgency that O'neill did."
"Yeah, yeah 'T's here so can we get on with this," Jack exclaimed with his usual surly attitude.
Sam simply frowned in her way and continued, "Well Sir to answer Teal'C's question, the jar was meant to hold a Goua'uld symbiote immobilized and unconscious."
"You mean we actually got a live Gould captured?" Jack smiled happy at the thought.
"Ahhh no we don't have a live Goa'uld, it was already dead. Evidently it died when the jar was cracked in shipment. Teal'C?" she questioned, "have you ever heard of any such thing before?"
The big Jaffa frowned as he reflected on his hundred plus years, "I have heard of legends, whispered among Jaffa of a Goa'uld taken by another and forcibly removed then later hidden away. But that is the extent of my knowledge, it was not something that was ever discussed openly or at any great detail"
Sam sighed and shook her head, "that's not much more than we already knew."
"So Danny's back in Chicago?"
Sam nodded, "He is headed back to Chicago to look for those missing artifacts" Sam sighed with a shake of her head.
"Oh great so what you're saying is that we could have a Gould out on the town?" Jack asked as he through up his hands in disgust.
He sighed, "okay, Teal'C lets go check in with the General, and then if he gives the okay I want you to go meet up with Danny in Chicago, just in case he needs back up."
Teal'C nodded his head and stepped out into the hallway to wait for Jack.
Jack got up slowly and strolled toward the door then with his back still turned he weakly spoke, "Sam . . . I, I'm sorry," he finally blurted out and he rushed out the door before she could say anything.
So Sam was left with her hand out stretched toward where he had left, "Sorry?" she whispered.
"Why?" she muttered as tears streamed down her checks.
To be continued,
*************************
End Notes:
There you go another chapter, I hope you all liked it. Thanks for all the encouragement it really helps.
If you all have anything you would like to see more of or a direction you would like things to go, let me know, I'll see what I can do.
Thanks for everything, Later.
Signed: Verse12