Title: John Doe
Chapter: Four
Summary: The chapter we've all dreaded...time to bring in Pete.
Spoilers: Holiday, Small Victories, Affinity, small spoilers for The Lost City, and Beneath the Surface
They spent another good hour, hour and a half at Jack's house, looking around, trying to bring back old memories. They didn't get very far, he seemed to remember Cassie, he even remembered when Daniel had a little too much to drink at began ranting about how "deep" Teal'c really was. Though, he hadn't remembered that at the time, Ancient technology was slowly taking over his brain, their conversation before Daniel and Teal'c had arrived, or being frozen in the Antarctic. Sam said nothing about the experiences; he had to remember them on his own, she wasn't supposed to force him into anything.
While they were looking around the house she found a few things, tucked away in various places. The crossword puzzle was lying inside of a 2003 TV guide issue. That white bowl that he (when he had the Jonah memory stamp) had contemplated over, which incidentally brought back his memories, was in his kitchen, lying haphazardly on the table. A picture of Janet was tucked into the corner of the mirror in his bedroom, she was smiling that huge smile of hers, the one that said "I'm going to get you for this," whatever he had done to her must have been bad, she looked mad.
He had inquired about whom the woman in the picture was, had it been his wife? he wanted to know. All she could say was "no". Watching him stare at the photo in confusion had been too much for her, she had had to leave the room.
By the time they left, a few other memories had returned to him. Mostly just insignificant things, eating pizza and watching movies with the rest of SG-1, alone on downtime watching The Simpsons, things of that nature. But, it was only a handful of memories, and they were not coming back to him nearly as quickly as she would have liked, or hoped. Though, she told herself once more, any pace is better than no pace.
What had happened inside the house wasn't nearly as significant as what had occurred when they were outside, about to leave. The woman who lived across the street, her teenage daughter, and a large gray and white Husky were exiting a tan-colored Suburban, the young girl ranting about something. The dog's collar slipped from her hand as she argued with her mother and ran as fast as it could towards Sam and Jack.
"Sierra!" She called after the dog, "stop! Come back, now!"
The dog didn't listen, instead quickened its pace. When it reached them it stopped in front of Jack and stood on its hind legs, placing its front paws on his stomach. Jack smiled and pet the dog, slowly moving backwards so that she wasn't still on top of him. The girl came running across the street an exasperated look on her face.
"Sorry 'bout that, her leash must've slipped from my hands." She grabbed the dogs collar, and scolded the dog, "bad girl. Bad Sierra!"
"It's all right," Jack said, "no harm done."
The dog tried to walk away and she tugged at her collar, "you've been gone for awhile, work take you out of the country again?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Just had to check on some things."
She looked over at Sam, "I've not seen you here in awhile. My name is Chloe." She extended her hand and Sam took it, giving her a friendly shake.
"Sam."
"Nice to meet you Sam," her eyes trailed to the diamond ring on Sam's finger, "are you two...?"
"No!" Sam called out, a little too quickly. She pulled her hand back embarrassed. "I'm sorry...no, WE aren't. I am though."
"Oh...well congratulations anyway." The dog tugged at her leash, "stop, Sierra." She looked back at Jack, "well...it was nice to talk to you again. Bye, Jack."
"Bye...Chloe." He called after her as she walked away, the dog running ahead.
They were silent as they got into Sam's car. When she pulled out of the driveway and began to drive down the street she noticed that he was staring at her hand, the one in which her engagement ring was on. "So, uh...you're engaged? For how long?"
She kept her attention on the road, not daring to look him in the eye. "Only about a month."
"Oh...who's the lucky guy?"
She sighed; this was a bit harder than she imagined it would be. "His name is Pete. He's a cop."
"Hmm."
"Hmm, what?"
"Nothing."
"I was thinking that we would go to see Daniel at his apartment...Teal'c is with him I think. Maybe being around everyone at once, somewhere we use to meet up a lot, will bring something else back?"
"Whatever you say...you're the one who remembers where to go."
Daniel and Teal'c were going over things that might help bring back Jack's memories when there was a knock at the door, Daniel got up to answer it, but before he could get to the door it opened itself, and Jack and Sam entered. He wasn't surprised to see him, Sam had told him that she would probably be dropping by after going to Jack's house. Of course, she hadn't actually said "Jack's house"...it was still "The General's house." He sighed to himself.
"Hi guys, you want something to drink?"
Sam shook her head, so did Jack, who was on his way into the living room, presumably to talk with Teal'c. Sam stayed behind and shifted nervously from one foot to the other, twirling her ring around on her finger. Daniel got tired of the silence quickly.
"What?"
She looked up at him, her eyes full of mixed emotions. "You don't know how hard this is."
That shocked him, "I don't?"
She sighed, "well, you do, of course. But...seeing him at his house, not remembering anything, or knowing where anything was...it was...I don't even know the words for it. I had to explain almost everything to him, why he had all the DVD's of The Simpsons, where we were and what we were doing in ALL of the pictures, where his bathroom was, where his bedroom was, even where the garbage can was located! And, when he didn't know who Janet was...it was just too much, I had to leave the room, I would have started crying I know it. The look of confusion on his face..."
"Did he remember anything?" He wanted to know.
She nodded, "a few things. He remembered who Cassie was," she smiled, "and when he had the ancient outpost downloaded into his memory...the second time, he remembered you trying to convince him exactly how deep Teal'c was. But, he didn't remember about the download, or anything else about what had happened. Um, some other things, too. Little things, SG-1 meeting up at his house, eating pizza, drinking beer, watching Star Wars...because of Teal'c. Those things."
"Well, that's better than nothing."
She looked down, her feet suddenly becoming astonishing, "I guess so."
"There's something else isn't there?"
She nodded without looking up. "As we were leaving the girl who lives across the streets dog broke free from her grasp, it came running up to the General. When she came over to get it, she noticed my engagement ring, asked if he and I were engaged. Then he started to ask questions, about who I WAS engaged too. It was a little bit..."
He lifted an eyebrow, in a way that would make Teal'c proud. "A little bit, what?"
She pursed her lips together and glared at him. "I'm going into the living room now."
She walked past him still glaring intensely. "What did I say?!?" He called after her. She ignored him.
"Fine," he muttered to himself, following her into the living room. Teal'c was in the process of showing Jack how to kel'no'reem, though he didn't actually have to do so anymore. Jack seemed to be having a hard time with it.
"Have I ever tried to do this before?" He asked Teal'c, one eye opened slightly to look at the Jaffa.
"Indeed you have, O'Neill."
"Oh. Did it go as well as this?"
"Why do you not try and remember yourself? Think of it, O'Neill. It will come back to you a-gain."
He shut his eyelids tightly, deep in thought. After awhile, his eyelids popped open. "Ma'chello!"
"Yes! Ma'chello! You remember him?"
"Inventions to fight the Goa'uld! His mind switcher! It switched Teal'c and I..." he shot a look in Teal'c direction, "he wanted to shave my head!"
Teal'c bowed his head, not phased by the dirty look Jack had given him. "Indeed I did, O'Neill."
Jack smiled, "I'm starting to remember."
Daniel nodded, "slowly but surely...just keep thinking about things, if you get a feeling of déjà vu--"
He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, Jack cut him off, "déjà vu...fishing."
Daniel looked at him through confused eyes, "fishing?"
Sam however, understood. "Right. What else do you remember about that?"
"You wouldn't come..." he thought it over for a second, "Thor! My little gray buddy, did you guys try to talk with him? Maybe he can get my memory back?"
"The Asgaurd don't have that type of technology...they're too advanced for memory loss."
"Oh..."
"But, at least you're remembering things more rapidly. That's a good sign," Sam told him.
He nodded and Daniel noticed his gaze switch to her ring finger, he looked away from it quickly, and began to fuss at Teal'c for wanting to shave his head. Daniel looked over at Sam and caught her gaze, she gave him a "don't even start" look. So, he didn't.
A/n: ok, so Pete isn't actually in this chapter...but, he is mentioned. He'll come in soon, but not for long. Remember, I'm a shipper! Lol, anyway, please review!
Chapter: Four
Summary: The chapter we've all dreaded...time to bring in Pete.
Spoilers: Holiday, Small Victories, Affinity, small spoilers for The Lost City, and Beneath the Surface
They spent another good hour, hour and a half at Jack's house, looking around, trying to bring back old memories. They didn't get very far, he seemed to remember Cassie, he even remembered when Daniel had a little too much to drink at began ranting about how "deep" Teal'c really was. Though, he hadn't remembered that at the time, Ancient technology was slowly taking over his brain, their conversation before Daniel and Teal'c had arrived, or being frozen in the Antarctic. Sam said nothing about the experiences; he had to remember them on his own, she wasn't supposed to force him into anything.
While they were looking around the house she found a few things, tucked away in various places. The crossword puzzle was lying inside of a 2003 TV guide issue. That white bowl that he (when he had the Jonah memory stamp) had contemplated over, which incidentally brought back his memories, was in his kitchen, lying haphazardly on the table. A picture of Janet was tucked into the corner of the mirror in his bedroom, she was smiling that huge smile of hers, the one that said "I'm going to get you for this," whatever he had done to her must have been bad, she looked mad.
He had inquired about whom the woman in the picture was, had it been his wife? he wanted to know. All she could say was "no". Watching him stare at the photo in confusion had been too much for her, she had had to leave the room.
By the time they left, a few other memories had returned to him. Mostly just insignificant things, eating pizza and watching movies with the rest of SG-1, alone on downtime watching The Simpsons, things of that nature. But, it was only a handful of memories, and they were not coming back to him nearly as quickly as she would have liked, or hoped. Though, she told herself once more, any pace is better than no pace.
What had happened inside the house wasn't nearly as significant as what had occurred when they were outside, about to leave. The woman who lived across the street, her teenage daughter, and a large gray and white Husky were exiting a tan-colored Suburban, the young girl ranting about something. The dog's collar slipped from her hand as she argued with her mother and ran as fast as it could towards Sam and Jack.
"Sierra!" She called after the dog, "stop! Come back, now!"
The dog didn't listen, instead quickened its pace. When it reached them it stopped in front of Jack and stood on its hind legs, placing its front paws on his stomach. Jack smiled and pet the dog, slowly moving backwards so that she wasn't still on top of him. The girl came running across the street an exasperated look on her face.
"Sorry 'bout that, her leash must've slipped from my hands." She grabbed the dogs collar, and scolded the dog, "bad girl. Bad Sierra!"
"It's all right," Jack said, "no harm done."
The dog tried to walk away and she tugged at her collar, "you've been gone for awhile, work take you out of the country again?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Just had to check on some things."
She looked over at Sam, "I've not seen you here in awhile. My name is Chloe." She extended her hand and Sam took it, giving her a friendly shake.
"Sam."
"Nice to meet you Sam," her eyes trailed to the diamond ring on Sam's finger, "are you two...?"
"No!" Sam called out, a little too quickly. She pulled her hand back embarrassed. "I'm sorry...no, WE aren't. I am though."
"Oh...well congratulations anyway." The dog tugged at her leash, "stop, Sierra." She looked back at Jack, "well...it was nice to talk to you again. Bye, Jack."
"Bye...Chloe." He called after her as she walked away, the dog running ahead.
They were silent as they got into Sam's car. When she pulled out of the driveway and began to drive down the street she noticed that he was staring at her hand, the one in which her engagement ring was on. "So, uh...you're engaged? For how long?"
She kept her attention on the road, not daring to look him in the eye. "Only about a month."
"Oh...who's the lucky guy?"
She sighed; this was a bit harder than she imagined it would be. "His name is Pete. He's a cop."
"Hmm."
"Hmm, what?"
"Nothing."
"I was thinking that we would go to see Daniel at his apartment...Teal'c is with him I think. Maybe being around everyone at once, somewhere we use to meet up a lot, will bring something else back?"
"Whatever you say...you're the one who remembers where to go."
Daniel and Teal'c were going over things that might help bring back Jack's memories when there was a knock at the door, Daniel got up to answer it, but before he could get to the door it opened itself, and Jack and Sam entered. He wasn't surprised to see him, Sam had told him that she would probably be dropping by after going to Jack's house. Of course, she hadn't actually said "Jack's house"...it was still "The General's house." He sighed to himself.
"Hi guys, you want something to drink?"
Sam shook her head, so did Jack, who was on his way into the living room, presumably to talk with Teal'c. Sam stayed behind and shifted nervously from one foot to the other, twirling her ring around on her finger. Daniel got tired of the silence quickly.
"What?"
She looked up at him, her eyes full of mixed emotions. "You don't know how hard this is."
That shocked him, "I don't?"
She sighed, "well, you do, of course. But...seeing him at his house, not remembering anything, or knowing where anything was...it was...I don't even know the words for it. I had to explain almost everything to him, why he had all the DVD's of The Simpsons, where we were and what we were doing in ALL of the pictures, where his bathroom was, where his bedroom was, even where the garbage can was located! And, when he didn't know who Janet was...it was just too much, I had to leave the room, I would have started crying I know it. The look of confusion on his face..."
"Did he remember anything?" He wanted to know.
She nodded, "a few things. He remembered who Cassie was," she smiled, "and when he had the ancient outpost downloaded into his memory...the second time, he remembered you trying to convince him exactly how deep Teal'c was. But, he didn't remember about the download, or anything else about what had happened. Um, some other things, too. Little things, SG-1 meeting up at his house, eating pizza, drinking beer, watching Star Wars...because of Teal'c. Those things."
"Well, that's better than nothing."
She looked down, her feet suddenly becoming astonishing, "I guess so."
"There's something else isn't there?"
She nodded without looking up. "As we were leaving the girl who lives across the streets dog broke free from her grasp, it came running up to the General. When she came over to get it, she noticed my engagement ring, asked if he and I were engaged. Then he started to ask questions, about who I WAS engaged too. It was a little bit..."
He lifted an eyebrow, in a way that would make Teal'c proud. "A little bit, what?"
She pursed her lips together and glared at him. "I'm going into the living room now."
She walked past him still glaring intensely. "What did I say?!?" He called after her. She ignored him.
"Fine," he muttered to himself, following her into the living room. Teal'c was in the process of showing Jack how to kel'no'reem, though he didn't actually have to do so anymore. Jack seemed to be having a hard time with it.
"Have I ever tried to do this before?" He asked Teal'c, one eye opened slightly to look at the Jaffa.
"Indeed you have, O'Neill."
"Oh. Did it go as well as this?"
"Why do you not try and remember yourself? Think of it, O'Neill. It will come back to you a-gain."
He shut his eyelids tightly, deep in thought. After awhile, his eyelids popped open. "Ma'chello!"
"Yes! Ma'chello! You remember him?"
"Inventions to fight the Goa'uld! His mind switcher! It switched Teal'c and I..." he shot a look in Teal'c direction, "he wanted to shave my head!"
Teal'c bowed his head, not phased by the dirty look Jack had given him. "Indeed I did, O'Neill."
Jack smiled, "I'm starting to remember."
Daniel nodded, "slowly but surely...just keep thinking about things, if you get a feeling of déjà vu--"
He didn't get a chance to finish his sentence, Jack cut him off, "déjà vu...fishing."
Daniel looked at him through confused eyes, "fishing?"
Sam however, understood. "Right. What else do you remember about that?"
"You wouldn't come..." he thought it over for a second, "Thor! My little gray buddy, did you guys try to talk with him? Maybe he can get my memory back?"
"The Asgaurd don't have that type of technology...they're too advanced for memory loss."
"Oh..."
"But, at least you're remembering things more rapidly. That's a good sign," Sam told him.
He nodded and Daniel noticed his gaze switch to her ring finger, he looked away from it quickly, and began to fuss at Teal'c for wanting to shave his head. Daniel looked over at Sam and caught her gaze, she gave him a "don't even start" look. So, he didn't.
A/n: ok, so Pete isn't actually in this chapter...but, he is mentioned. He'll come in soon, but not for long. Remember, I'm a shipper! Lol, anyway, please review!