Chapter six.
Disclaimer: well, I bet you never saw this coming. Now, wait for it…I DON'T OWN THEM. (Oooh! Shock, horror)
Authors Notes. Wow. To be perfectly honest, I've never written anything this long before. And the support is really great, so, if you want me to keep writing, please keep reviewing! Im v. sorry I haven't written anything in a while, but ill try and make up for it. : )
On the other side of the gate was…nothing. No people, no sunlight (there again, they were underground, so there was hardly likely to be sunlight), nothing. It was dark and deserted and Daniel started to worry what had happened on Earth that meant that they would abandon the alpha site.
"Guys, whats going on" murmured Sam, worried that she couldn't hear any noise."
Daniel pointed and gestured at Sam to Jack and he soon got the message.
"CARTER, THERES NO ONE HERE. ZIPPO. ZILCH. NADA…"
"Okay, okay, I get the point." Scowled Sam.
However, of course Jack was oblivious to the interruption, although he knew exactly what she was moaning about. Hearing or no, that woman could get across most things with her demeanor.
"…ZIP, ZOT, DIDDLY SQUAT,ZERO…" by now Jack was running out of things to say, but the rest of his team had stopped listening a long time ago.
"…NOTHING AT ALL."
Daniel, being naturally curious, went to have a look around.
"WOAH, SPACEMONKEY, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOURE GOING?" yelled Jack.
Daniel of course couldn't answer, but came up with an idea, if he could find something to write down what he was thinking, then he could communicate with the rest of the team. He shuffled over to a cabinet and looked inside for some writing equipment.
Something pressed hard against the cabinet and just for a second he hesitated about whether he should open it or not. Readying himself for whatever could be in the cabinet, Daniel took a steadying breath and flung open the door. Before he could react, hundreds of thing fell on top of him. Heavy and sharp things. Daniel screwed his eyes shut tightly and tried to react, but they kept coming out of the cabinet. He writhed with the sudden weight and thrashed about madly, but the sharp objects were merciless.
Meanwhile, back at Vadjra's 'den', Teal'c was still strapped firmly down, but Vadjra had decided to punish Teal'c for his earlier misbehaviour.
"I have a table full of interesting looking instruments here that ive been dying to try out on somebody. My last 'guest' died at a most inconvenient time."
Teal'c decided that this was DEFINITELY not his day. He glanced over at what looked to be vaguely like a trolley for medical equipment, but with some gouald attachments. The trolley itself was covered in metallic objects, all of which looked very foreboding. Some of them even seemed to have a brown paint on. Then Teal'c realised that the reddish brown stuff wasn't paint. He wondered exactly if the 'guest' before him had had an acquaintance with these repulsive, daunting, abominable, sickening instruments of torture…
Back at the alpha base Daniel had finally stopped struggling and opened his eyes cautiously. Then he realised what the objects really were. Folders. Lots of folders, with sharp edges and copious amounts of paper in them. He relaxed and stretched out slightly. Suddenly he realised that he had been fighting with paper, and felt like an idiot. He quickly looked round to see a large smirk on Jacks face, only for a second or two, then quickly to be replaced by the hard soldier attitude.
"DANIEL, I THOUGHT THAT TO TACKLE SOME PAPERWORK WAS MEANT TO BE FIGURITIVELY SPEAKING ONLY."
Daniel glared at Jack and quickly brushed off the folders from on top of him and got up quickly, moving away from the scene of the crime.
Suddenly, the klaxons on the stargate went off. Jack was oblivious to this, but Daniel, used it as a good distraction. Sam on the other hand was shocked out of her wits, feeling very vulnerable and defenceless and she now wished really hard that the SGC had installed an iris on the alpha site too. Three small ripples glittered over the pool then, three figures appeared out of the Stargate …