Bound by Fate
A Stargate SG-1 Novel
By
Cateye
RATING: R
WARNINGS: If for some reason(And there are many) that unbeta material offends you in anyway, please do yourself a favor and read another a story. You'll lose less hair that way. Everything ahead a time is spellchecked,and proofread yet if somehow there are some typos, please excuse them. Oh, and flames WILL be used to light my cauldron!
CATEGORY: S/J-MPJR (Supernatural Romance), AU, Angst, & Action Adventure
SPOILERS: Pretender-IOTH More than I can possibly list for Stargate...
TIME FRAME: Around Season 7 for Stargate, Three years after IOTH for Pretender.
SUMMARY: A connection between Ms. Parker & Samantha Carter brings both the Pretender universe and the Stargate universe up on it's ears.
DISCLAIMER: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story for entertainment purposes only and no money whatsoever has exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended.The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author.
Author's Note: First of all, I would like to say for the record this story over the last three months this piece has gone through so many changes, and revisements that I can't even begin to tell you. I don't expect to get feedback from you guys but if you wish to send me your thoughts and opinions, I would love to get them. The following piece has been both a labor of love, and a great challenge. It's not easy smashing two fandoms together, but all the same I enjoyed it. This has to be one of the first fan fiction novels that is a double shipper feature. I wanted to do this, and see that it could be done.
And secondly, I just the two couples together. Also you should be warned this is only the beginning! This story is the first of many that make up this series. Enjoy!
-Props!-
I want to give many props to first to my mom, who has always supported me, and my bro and sister Mandi and Josh, who has given me more love than I can possibly imagine, and I couldn't begin to think what my life would be like without those guys in it. I also I would like to give much props to those great fanfiction writers before me. Those who has made this random and many others what it is today. Dietcokechic, Neuropsych, Kate McKay, Eve8, StargateFan, Janmissa, and many others who bust their butts in front of a computer screen and write these fabulous stories! You know who you are! We fan fiction writers don't get paid to write this stuff, but we do anyway! And we do it not for the money but for the fans out there that silently support us. Thank you.
Now enough with all this gushy stuff and on with the show. Without further ado, I present for your reading pleausre...Bound By Fate!
- Prologue -
Melinda
For the most part, I'm used this. These dreams I have of Jarod. Over the years I stopped pretending (non pun intended) that I don't love him. That I don't want to be in his arms, every moment of everyday. At least this time I know that I can be completely truthful with one person: Myself. Yet this dream, this wonderful crazy dream, felt more than a dream. If felt real. The feel of the black silk dress against my skin, his strong arms around me that instantly brings goosebumps up my spine. Till this day he is still the only man that could do that with just a touch of his fingers on my skin. I felt him lead through a wide corridor, into a room that reminded me of 'The Arabian nights' I used to read as a child. Every color is so vivid, so wonderful that it feels that I'm being eloped into warmth. Royal blues, Dark hunter greens, and passionate reds. There in the center of it all, is a bed like contraption. A large mattress that looks so comfortable, that I could instantly fall asleep on. Yet I have a deep feeling that this bed is not going to be used just for sleeping. Suddenly, he turns me around to face him. And I see this wondrous chocolate brown eyes looking darker than I ever seen them. Passion seems to taken of hold of him. And it's glorious, because I know he wants me. He lowers his head and kisses me slowly, passionately. It's everything that I could ever want in a kiss. It speaks of his feelings, the love that he tried to show and which I denied.
I mold my body against him, and he lets lose a feral growl that brings shivers down my spine, the kiss explodes and all I want is him, inside me now. I want him to complete me, for us to be one. And as if he can read my mind, without breaking his kiss, he sweeps me into his arms in one fluid motion, lays me down his taunt body over me. And we finish a dance that long ago should have finished.
Samantha
I loved Jack O'Neil for as long as I remembered. It was one of the few constants in my life since I joined Stargate Command. I love everything about him, his goofy lopsided smile, the way that he can understand children, and that as old as he is, he never releases the inner child. I love his humor, his wicked, sarcastic, cynical, humor. He always knows how to make me smile and laugh. I love the fact that with every passing year, he grows more wonderful, more beautiful in my eyes. I love him inspite, how close off he can be, how he can shut everything out and become the hardass Colonel that half the time makes me want to kick his Irish ass! I love him inspite of his grief, a grief for a child that was lost to him because of accident that God forbid, more parents than shouldn't have to go through. I love him sad, angry, humorous, and childish. I love everything about him. And that's why this dream to me is both sad, and happy. Sad, that it could never be in real life. That I could never feel his lips on mine, his hands on my skin. It's because of the job that I love, that makes me have to sacrifice the right to be with the man that I love. And I'm happy because that even how sad that other fact is, it's the emotion that he makes me feel when he's near. Dream or not. The way the love bubbles through me, at how he's holding me now. How we are intertwined up underneath the bedsheets, after the most passionate, most joyous sessions of making love that I ever thought possible between a man and a woman. He is here with me, holding me. And I even can hear his breath. In and out. In and out. It calms me, and makes me aware that I'm the most luckiest woman on earth...in the universe, even. Damn I wish this was real, instead of some lucid dream that I have to wake from!
- Chapter One: What dreams may come -
Blue Cove, DE
Ms. Parker woke up in a sweat. Her body that normally woke up with a the ever lasting ache that seemed to come with the fact that she decided to become celebant all those years ago... was gone for the first time since Tommy. The dream was felt so real to her that it made her so damn tingley all over the place. She looked at the clock 5:59 am. Great! She woke just before her alarm clock could catch her. She quickly turned off the alarm clock, before it could unsetttled her vast becoming janled nerves.
The dream was beautiful, and extremly imtiame. And so form made her feel that he was somehow with her. She wished that somehow, someway there was a way for them to be together. Yet the Centre kept them apart. He runs, she chase. Three years after she spouted those fateful words, did she began to loath them. It was a never ending curse. For almost going on eight years, she begun the chase that literally changed her life forever. It brought her joys (mainly broots, Debbie, Sydney & Tommy). It also her brought her some incrediable lows, so many infact it was hard to see the good in all that evil that she was so used to.
She tried to not think of Tommy's death. It was a blow to her heart that was always there with her now. The one person in this world who showed her without a doubt that she had the ablity to love, and to be loved in returned. She walked into her bathroom, and decided not to wallow today. She needed all her strength, her willpower today. She needed to draw strength from the fact that she was secertly doing that would make both the man that she loved, and the mother she lost proud, while hiding behind the personna that she three years ago with the help of Jarod and her building friendship. Two and half years ago, it began. With a simple phone call. He called her like always in the middle of the night. Yet this time it was differnet. When she picked up the phone, she was in full 'Ice Queen' mode. All bitch. Yet Instead of taunting her back, he was soft spoken and sincere. And after the hard day of dealing with the politics of the Centre, she began to realize how much she needed a friend. So instead of the usual bickering, she began to talk. Began to melt the reserve, the wall between them. And it was like old times, when she was thirteen years old, and talked for hours.
In the daylight hours, he was her prey. The annoying Lab rat, that seemed to dodge her at every turn. And she was the 'Ice Queen' Huntress. Following every lead he left for her. Going to every place that the light in side him seemed to touch. And only to those, who knew her so well after all these years, felt the differance in her. The slight sift in her personality. Yet to all others she was stilll the same. His friendship, their history together after all these years, was the cataylist of her change.
For the last two years & half years, since she came back from Carthis. After another dreadful bombshell she found from the Centre, she began to finsih her mother's work. God, only knew what made her start to do that. She just had enough of watching the horror around her, the lives destroyed that Centre corporation alone was responsible for. Yet she inteferred (both unknown to the trivumvate and her own team) in the break out of a new empath, Victoria. She with her untapped pretender ablites, seemlessly, almost magicaly, took the litte girl from SL-17, and with the help of Angelo smuggled her to freedom, (and with much late night research sessions) was able to place her & her birth parents with a new idenitity, and a new life far away from the Centre.
Thirteen subjects from both Lyle's and Raines projects began to disappear in the span of three years. And no one knew who this person nicknamed ' the phantom' was. No one supected her. Everytime she had some very full proof alibie. And besides, who would ever suspect that Ms. Parker, the woman who was indeed on the outside her father's daughter, was very much inside not even close.
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Colorado Springs, CO
Sam awoke quickly in her on base quarters, and unlike Melinda, she didn't have time to go examine her dream closely. She had to get to premission briefing that was of course at 0700. / Great t his exactly what I need./ She quickly put on a fresh set of BDU's, her standard combat boots, and ran out her quarters. Fortunaley, after the elevator ride, that in her opinion was too damn slow she was only eight minutes late for the briefing.
All eyes were on her, when she entered the briefing room. Carter was hardly ever late. So it was very unlike her to show up even five minutes late to a briefing. She was always the first person here. Always the first person with a smile for Jack as he entered the room, barely on time. It was their ritual. A shared look and smile, the first thing in the moring. In their own way it was their form of a good morining kiss. You know the one you give the perosn that you're with before you head off to work. It was one of the weird little things that only them shared.
"Nice of you to join us, Carter." said Jack. Sam at that point, if wasn't for the nawing fact that he was her commanding officer would be rolling her eyes at him, but luckliy she reframed from doing this. Actually Sam could be called an expert on the subject, of holding back impluses. It was one of the many reasons she has gotten so high up in the command. She could bluff with the best of them. And today was no different.
"Sorry Sir." she said as she took a seat in the black leather chair.
"It's okay, Major. We were just beginning anway. Dr. Jackson please contintue." interuppted Hammond before Jack could stick his foot any further in his mouth.
Daniel began his usual fast paced talk about the findings of SG-12 on PX2-741 or Belios as the natives called it. The inhabiants were friendly, yet their weren't techonically advanced. The civilazation itself was a pre christian medevil society that Daniel of course found fansincating. It was the first real show of ancient celtic paganism that Daniel had seen offworld. Yet also there was another reason that SG-1 was being called to check this place out throughly...the ground was rich with Naquada. And hopefully in the near future, they can maybe have a treaty with these people so they can trade & mine for naquada that will prove invaulable in the long run.
Now normally for Major Samantha Carter phd. this would have her jumping up down. Yet today, she seemed oddly distracted. Her thoughts were not on how many naquada generators that she could make, or a new doohickey that she could power up with those resourses...frankley it wasn't on the new planet period. It was onlJack, and her special dream. The dream that would be in her heart for a long time. God, she wanted that dream to be reality! She didn't want him across the room, sitting there wiith looking at her, as concern dripped over his cognac brown eyes. No she wanted to be in his arms, to feel them around her. And it made her strangely angry with the world, and in the injustice of it all.
"Major Carter!" called the voice of Gen. Hammond that quickly drew her out her thoughts of him.
"Sorry sir, what did you say?"
Gen. Hammond's blue eyes looked over a woman that he knew since she was in diapers. His godchild. And even though after all these years later, when he found himself in the postion of being her superior officer, sometimes, George couldn't truly cut the concern of a godfather to his godchild. For you see she was much his daughter to him, as his own daughters..
His perceptive eyes noticed that she was distracted. And that wasn't like her. Which meant something is wrong. Sam, was always focused, so focused in fact that she it was almost scary how tunnelvision the woman can be when obtaining her objecitve.
"What do you think about the samples that SG-12 brought back." Sam blinked, and then she quickly went into scientist mode. Half the words that were coming out her mouth he did'n't understand, yet like always he seemed to get the jist of what she was saying, unfortuantly...Jack was a totally different matter. You could see how glazed over his eyes were, or the blank stare that told everyone that the lights were on but nobody was home. When Sam was finished, everyone looked to Gen. Hammond for their finial orders.
"Okay People, if that all, then you move out in 0900 hours, dismissed."
SG-1 stood up, each shuffling notes, files, and misguided papers as Teal'c and Daniel headed out of the room Expect for Jack. He hung back so he talk to his 2IC. He needed to figure out what was bothering her. It was his job as her commanding officer to look after the subonrates under him, but he also wanted to tell her that he would be there as a friend. So as she was about to walk out the room, she felt his hand on her shoulder, which brought back more vivid memories than should be apporate at the work place.
She swiftly turned around to meet his eyes. And this time, it was Jack's turn to squirm underneath her azure gaze.
"Sir?"
"Carter are you okay?" his words coming out softer than he meant to. She nervously bit her lip, as to figure out what to say, but all she could get out was the usual...
"Fine, sir."
"Are you sure, Carter... because you seem a little distracted today?" he asked.
Shit! She was hoping against hope that he wouldn't bring it up. She couldn't tell him about the dream. That inself would bring all sorts of emotions that shouldn't be explored at this point in their working relationship. Sam knew that she was going to have to lie to him, yet this man who annoyling sometimes could read her as well as she read him, was going to see right through her.
"Yes, sir. I just had some personal promblems that I have to deal with." There! she didn't completely lie! Yep there are some personal promblems, but he was right dab in the center of them. And she rather be sat on by a horde of Jaffa, then tell him that.
" Um...you know Carter you talk to me about anything..."
" I know, sir. I have to deal with this by myself, but thank you for offering." she interuptted. Her voice was so soft that he almost didn't catch it. His eyes shimmered with emotion that was usually well hidden behind his internal walls. They spoke heart to heart without using words. It one of the many ways that they commicated to each other.And this way was the most cherished.
Jack broke the moment by giving her own of her favorite smiles to see on his face. The goofy one that made him look almost ten years old. The inner child that Jack was almost constantly speaking to.
" So Breakfast, Carter?" She just nodded, returning his smile with one of her own that always seemed to take his breath away.
"Sure, if your buying sir."