Sammie Nicks
Author's Note: This fic's been sitting on my comp since October of last year and after tweaking it a bit, I thought I'd give it a chance to see daylight. Tell me if I did the right thing! Inspired by listening to Stevie Nicks' 'Edge of Seventeen'. Oh yeah, pairings… there are some slight Daniel/Janet and Jack/Sam… if you want to see it that way. Happy fanfic reading!
Setting: Early half of SG-1… I'd between seasons 1 and 4.
Disclaimer: Nothing of Stargate belongs to me! Um… it's a short disclaimer because… well… you guys probably know everything already and I'm too lazy to make it longer.
The Beginning
Samantha Carter got up from the ground and zipped up her shiny, black jacket. She rubbed her head. There was a small bruise on the back of it for some reason.
"I guess it actually happened… I didn't know she would take it literally…"
With a sigh, she walked up the stairs and stepped onto the platform. She kept telling herself to breathe. The platform instantly rose and lights immediately bombarded her. She couldn't see anything. That was probably for the better, anyhow.
A microphone appeared before her. There was applause as the announcer announced her name.
"Why, oh why did I let Janet talk me into doing this?" she thought to herself. "Oh right, she blackmailed me…"
The electric guitars started to play slowly, working up to a steady rhythm.
Sam closed her eyes and she tried to remember how in the world she got onto this stage in the first place…