Title: No Advanced Warning
Author: Darkstarspanky aka Carter
Summary: SG-1 gate to a planet with Ancient technology. With this technology, they get themselves into a rather...interesting situation.
Rating: PG, for language obviously
Spoilers: Anything that happened previous to "Heroes I & II"
Disclaimer: Not mine...yadda, yadda, yadda...I only own the SG-1 DVDs and a shipload of tapes...
Author's Note: First off, I'd like to apologize for not updating yesterday. I only slept 2 hours before I had to go to my ortho and when I came home, I watched both Stargate shows and fell asleep! I woke up not too long ago. Second, thanks to CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur, Sci Fi Fan Gillian, and Goddess Anjanee for their reviews! You might find out what the NID actually wanted...
Sam's POV
Pretty soon I found out what tomorrow holds. Considering I woke up right after tomorrow started. Well, now it would be today...but that isn't my point. I woke just after midnight with a nightmare. That stupid stabbing just won't stay out of my mind. That man will do anything just to get his hands on something superior. If I didn't know better, I'd say he was a Goa'uld.
Asking us to come with him is one thing, but stabbing me to 'see if my healing powers worked' that's just downright stupid. He should know by now that we'll get his ass for this. But still, why did he want us? How did he find out about us in the first place? For now, I won't worry. I'll talk to Jack about it in the morning.
I guess I'll try and go back to sleep. Hopefully I won't have more nightmares. First it was the Anubis-is-really-Pete-and-he's-come-back-to- kill-me-and-Jack nightmare, now it's the Kinsey-is-the-bastard-that-stabbed- me-and-I-almost-died nightmare. But that last one actually happened, so I guess it more of a haunting versus a real nightmare.
I think it's rather dangerous to leave me alone at night with my thoughts. Because of the fact that my brain won't shut off, I'm in great danger of never sleeping. Though I slept pretty well that night when I was handcuffed to Jack. Ah, the memories. Someone please shoot me. I can't believe I'm actually thinking this. Wait! Don't shoot me. I don't wanna die!
"Alright, Carter. Shut the hell up and go to sleep!"
I can't believe I'm talking to myself again. Maybe I do need to go see a therapist. ACK! Brain, if you love me at all, you will shut down so I can sleep.
I guess I went to sleep, because I woke up later to the infirmary staff puttering around, filing things, checking supplies, hovering over Daniel because he's seemed to have collapsed, checking my vitals...
Wait a minute. Did I just see Daniel? Uh oh...I think that caffeine deprivation due to the coffee switch has put him in the infirmary. Eh...he'll be fine in a few hours. And if he's not, I'll blame it on Jack.
What? It's every man for himself here. Well, at least this time it is. It just goes to show you that Daniel is really addicted to caffeine. I feel bad for him. He doesn't even know it was a prank. He thinks it's a permanent change. But he tried to pull one over on me and Jack, so I don't feel that bad for him. Oh! I have another idea! Loosen the bolts on Daniel's chair so that when he sits down, he'll instantly fall...but I think after that, we should stop. It was only an alarm clock after all.
I guess I'll have to ask Jack later. Or, I can send him a telepathic message and ask him now. I like the telepathy idea. Ha ha! We can use it during briefings and annoy Hammond! So many possibilities!
I was saved from having to call Jack by the fact that he visited me. He walked in, smiled at the nurses and came over to me.
"How are you doing, Carter?"
"Hmm...fine. But I don't think we can say the same for Daniel."
"What do you mean?"
"Look over to the bed four down from mine."
"Oh. Is that our fault?"
"Probably. Or just the fact that his body isn't used to the lack of caffeine. But I'd say both."
"True. I wonder when the last time was that he had a decaf beverage."
"The way he reacted to the coffee, I'd say about three years."
"That is one insane Space Monkey."
"You can't afford to talk, Sir. You drink almost as much coffee as he does."
"I do not!"
"Sir..."
"Alright, fine. I drink two cups less than him."
"Oh! Two cups! And how many do I have?"
"Not enough?"
"No. I have enough. It just doesn't take me as many cups as you two to get the same effect."
I was right. I guess it's because they've built up a tolerance. Kind of like with alcohol. Though I can honestly say that Daniel has a higher tolerance for caffeine than for alcohol. He'll have one glass of wine and be drunk. It's too funny when it happens. And I started to laugh because of this thought.
"What's so funny?"
"I was just thinking about his high tolerance for caffeine, but his low tolerance for alcohol. He's so funny when he's drunk."
"Yes...he is. Kind of like that time on 595 when you..."
"Ahem! Why is it you always bring things up that will embarrass me?"
"Because it's just so damn fun. You get all riled up by it."
"When I get out of here, I'm coming to kill you. With that cool electricity thing. Then it won't be so cool, will it?"
"Uh...I think I'll leave now..."
"Nah, you can stay. Go find a bed to hide under."
"Touché."
"You know, we could always change it to me being pregnant instead of Janet...now we just need to find a really shocking person to be the father..."
"Oh yeah, that'll be the day."
"What?"
That little...oh, he's in for it now. What? He thinks I will never have children? Oh yeah, he's at the top of my hit list now. Though really, there is only one man I would want to be the father of my children...but he's being such an ass right now, that I may have to reconsider.
"I...what I meant was...I don't know."
"I know what you meant, so now I will have to kill you."
"What?!"
"I don't think hiding under a bed in the infirmary will help you this time, since I'm already here. So I would suggest running for your life."
"What?!"
"Heh...just kidding. I can't kill you if I want to keep my job."
"Oh...I knew that."
But it was obvious that he didn't. Mostly considering I could hear him thinking: 'Thank God' over and over in his mind.
"Did not. I can hear your thoughts."
"Ahh! Damn Ancients!"
"I don't think it's so bad. But seriously, who should I say the father is?"
"We could say it was Kinsey, that's why he stabbed you, so no one would find out?"
"Okay, now that's just insulting. I would never do that with him. I'm scarred for life by that suggestion. Thank you very much. Ugh."
"You could always say you don't know who it is..."
"And that makes me look like a slut."
"Fine! Me!"
Can't say the thought didn't cross my mind. But I wasn't too sure he would go for it. Apparently he would.
"Well, since it's as unlikely as the rest, why not?"
"What do you mean 'as unlikely as the rest'?"
"That it would never happen..."
"I know that..."
"Then why did you ask?"
"Carter! Stop it!"
"Yes, Sir. But seriously, why did you ask?"
"Ugh...now I know why it wouldn't happen."
"And why would that be? You don't find me attractive?"
"I'm not allowed to answer that question?"
I know why he asked. He thought I meant that I didn't like him. Ha. Jack is so bad with words sometimes. I know I shouldn't, but I can't help teasing him for it. Good thing he doesn't know that's why I do it.
'Yes, I do. Well, I do now, anyway.'
Whoops. I forgot about my thought-guarding. Damn it all to hell!
'I seriously hate you right now.'
'Fine.'
'Fine.'
Thoughts guarded? Good. If I just keep thinking about a brick wall, I should be okay. He just invades my mind like that?! How could he? I don't invade his mind without his permission! Okay, I do. But that isn't the point! I'm a girl, he should respect my privacy. But he's a guy, so he doesn't give a damn.
"We'll go with you on this one. Though if General Hammond finds out, we'll be in so much trouble we won't see daylight."
"We can't see daylight down here anyway. So it wouldn't really matter."
"Eh...technicalities."
"You're just saying that because you know I'm right."
I stuck out my tongue at him, "For once."
'Screw you.'
'I know you want to...but think of the regs...'
"That's not what I meant, and you know it."
It's nice that we can have friendly banter like this again. Well, it's more like flirtatious banter really. But that's fine with me. It's been so long since we were this comfortable with each other. It's actually quite nice. Doing this now makes me realize just how much I missed it from before.
It was all Pete's fault. My dating him made Jack uncomfortable. Well, he's dead and he's not Anubis. So I think we can have that again. Wahoo. Life is good when your stalker boyfriend is dead and you have kick-ass powers like the Ancients.
"You know, I don't think I've ever seen any indication that the Ancients had powers like mine..."
"Except Oma, she killed a lot of Jaffa with her lightning powers..."
"Yeah, but she was considered Mother Nature. I'm not even close. I wonder if my mother ever had anything like that...?"
"It's all possible. Hey, I think Daniel's waking up."
I looked over at Daniel's bed. Sure enough, he was waking up. He did not look happy.
"Look away, maybe he won't notice our guilty expressions."
"What guilty expressions? I don't have one."
"Okay fine, my guilty expression. You've become a stickler for technicalities haven't you, Sir?"
"You know me..."
"Unfortunately, I do."
"Hey! That was not nice at all."
"Oh, did I say that out loud?" I said with an innocent look on my face
"Funny. Hey, Daniel! How're you feeling?"
All he got was a grunt in response. I think Daniel's cranky-ness is going to last for days. Has the man even thought about getting Coke or Pepsi? For a guy so smart, he can be really dumb sometimes. Maybe after I get out of here, I'll drop by and bring him a can or two. It'll help his mood, and it'll draw suspicion away from me.
"If we're going to do this whole 'pregnancy' thing, we can't let Teal'c know. If we do, his reaction won't be genuine. Janet would have to know in case Daniel asked her for the truth."
"What if we get both you and Janet to do that?"
"Holy crap, he'd practically die from shock if we told him that. Let's do it."
"Speaking of which, I think I know what Kinsey and the NID wanted from us."
"And what would that be?"
"Uh...kids."
"Sir, they have kids of their own."
"No! That's not what I meant and you know it! Stop doing that! They know we have the gene code similar to the Ancients, right?"
"Yes..."
"Well, if we were to...have a kid, the gene would be passed down, right?"
"Yes..."
"It would be stronger than us, wouldn't it? The gene would be more present...or something?"
"That's disturbing. Very disturbing. It's a child, not a science experiment!"
"Carter, there is no child. Calm down, would ya?"
"Right, sorry. But seriously, that's sick."
"Which part? The part where our kid is being tested on, or our kid in general?"
"Back to this again? This is more redundant than a broken record."
"You still haven't answered my question."
"I didn't think I had to. You know I would never say that."
"Of course you would never say it..."
"Or think it..."
"That's better."
"Why are you so interested in this, anyway? It doesn't really matter because it would never happen."
"Someday..."
"What did you just say?"
"What? I didn't say anything."
A smile broke out on my face. I can't believe he actually said that out loud. It was probably just a slip-up, but he said it nonetheless. He really is such a nice, sweet, caring guy. No matter how much he tries to deny it and cover it up with that hard-ass exterior. I love him for that. Well, not the part where he tries to cover up for it, but the fact that it's there.
"That's what I love about you..."
"What?"
No! No, no, no! That did not just come out of my mouth. Dear God, take me now. Love, Samantha. Fine! I caught him, he caught me. It's all fair. I really do hate my life though. I really should consider denying it, but I guess he could always invade my mind if he really wants to know. Which I'm sure he will, no matter how much he respects my privacy. Hell, I'd do it. I already did.
"I said, 'that's what I love about you.' Just don't go repeating it, okay?"
"But what do you love about me?"
He was smiling. Maybe I should slap him...but no, that would ruin the moment. But I'm about to ruin it anyway.
'You're going to make me say it, aren't you?'
'I would never make you do anything...Samantha.'
'I take it back. I hate you again.'
"Hey, let's forget about that...bust me out of here so we can tamper with Daniel's desk chair."
Good. Change the subject, maybe he'll forget all about what I said.
"Not until you tell me what you love about me."
Or not...I decided to just to say that I love his sharp wit and sarcasm. Which I do. When it isn't directed at me.
"Fine! It's your sharp wit and sarcasm."
"I don't believe you, but alright. And I can't bust you out of here."
"What? Why not?"
"Doc will kill me if I even attempt it, then she'll use her big and honkin' needles on me next time I'm in here."
"Which will be in a few minutes, if you don't get me out now! I'll tell her specifically to use those..."
"Okay, okay! You win! I'll help."
"Works every time."
"Unfortunately, it does. Now get your ass up so I can get you out."
It's still very weird to see him as a teenager again. Come to think of it, it's also very weird to be a teenager again. But I guess I don't have to worry about getting wrinkles any time soon. That is definitely a plus.
After I was unplugged, I got out of the bed and almost fell over. But really, I don't know why that happened. Anyway, Jack caught me before I hit the floor. He seems to be doing a lot of that lately. I'm just glad he has those lightning-fast reflexes...otherwise I'd be in here a lot more often than I'd care to admit.
I walked over to Daniel's bed, with Jack in tow. I checked to see if any nurses were still around. None.
"Hey, Daniel. How are you feeling?"
He fixed me with his best death-glare.
"Oh, glad to see you're okay. I have something I wanted to tell you..."
"What?"
"I'm...pregnant."
I smiled. It was all I could do to keep from laughing.
"You're...pregnant? How...?"
"I think you know how...or do I have to explain it to you?"
"No...is Pete the father?"
"Hell no. Thank God. Jack is."
The look on his face was priceless. Something that I would laugh at for years to come. It was a mixture of shock and...was that happiness? I expected shock and disbelief. Not happiness. It must be the lack of caffeine making him nuts.
"I always knew it would happen."
"Huh?" I said
"What?" was Jack's response
"From the first time I saw you two, I knew you would get together."
"Heh...uh...Daniel, we were kidding."
"What? You mean you aren't pregnant?"
"Ah...no. It was a prank."
"Oh..."
"You thought we would get together?"
Leave it to Jack to miss the point completely. It's like that time Daniel told us about the Quantum Mirror and how Jack and I got engaged.
"Uh...yeah. It's pretty obvious. Everyone in the base, including your father even has a pool..."
Jack and I both looked at him. They have a pool betting on when we'd get together?! Wait a minute, my father is a part of it?! I'm going to kill him.
"Oops..."
"Yeah, oops is right. I think we should leave now..."
"I couldn't agree more, Sir."
We just walked out of the infirmary. I was still in shock. I can't believe they have a pool going. They bet on my love life?! They bet I would have one with my CO?! I'll have someone's ass for this.
"Do you remember the days when Teal'c would talk to us about anything and Daniel wasn't in the infirmary because of a caffeine addiction...?"
I gave him a weird look and said, "Uh...no."
"Good, cause I thought it was just me."
"As far as I know, the coffee and caffeine addiction came when he was first trying to decipher the symbols on the cover stone."
"Hmm...wouldn't know about that."
"Yeah, Daniel tells me you were too busy trying to keep him away from finding out about the Stargate."
"Squealer."
"You know, it's so nice to see you've both grown up since then."
"You didn't even know us at that point. How would you know?"
Apparently he missed the part where I'm implying that they haven't grown up at all.
"From the stories I've been told. You're both still quite childish."
"What stories? I was a hard-assed military commander ready to blow up the 'gate with 5,000 good people needing to be rescued."
"I was talking about when Daniel sent you back through. And there are some stories of when you weren't so...ahem...hard-assed. When you were with Skaara."
I know it's still a touchy subject with him. Skaara had ascended last year. But he isn't dead, so that should be some comfort. I guess.
"He was a great kid. I couldn't help but lighten up when I was around him."
"So you admit it? You were a little childish on that mission?"
"I wouldn't go as far as saying 'childish', but I said I lightened up."
"Eh...same difference." I said as I waved my hand in dismissal.
"Not really."
"Alright, alright. So, to Daniel's office to loosen the screws in his chair?"
"Sounds like fun. We have to make sure the security camera doesn't catch us, but catches him when it falls."
"We're so cruel sometimes. It sort of makes me feel bad."
"No. You can't feel guilty...if you do, the pranks won't be as fun!"
"I know...but Daniel doesn't deserve all of this, does he?"
"Nah, but I can say it's for all the times he's made me sit through his boring lectures."
"I've watched you, it may look like you aren't paying attention...but I know you are. You find it mildly interesting at the least."
It's true. I've seen him. I watch him sometimes during briefings. But I guess I shouldn't admit that. It's like saying I sit there and pine for him during briefings. Which I don't. Well, I try not to anyway. I know he does that to me sometimes, too. But if he even gets the slightest hint that I know, he'll stop.
"I do not."
"Don't lie...I already know."
"This telepathy thing really sucks."
"Only because I'm using it as a lie detector."
"Yes. So, let's find Teal'c."
"Uh...sure."
Coward. You changed the subject! Oh, well. Let's go see Teal'c.
"You know, I think we should give the NID what they want."
"Are you serious?! That's completely insane!"
"Well, not actually give it to them. Merely have the kid..."
'What?!' was the first and only thought that entered my mind.
"What?!"
"Seriously. You want kids, I want kids. We could have a powerful kid. And Thor would have another human to love. And probably owe numerous favors to. That, and the whole base is waiting for us to have kids."
I had to laugh at the part about Thor. It was true, he did owe us a lot of favors.
"But if we did that...one: we'd have to deal with a court martial, two: we would be teen parents, and three: well, I don't really have a three. But Hammond would be really pissed if we did that. I guess that's three."
"So? We always piss of Hammond."
"Actually, it's more like you piss off Hammond and I help."
He sighed,
"Anyway..."
"I don't think I have to point out the huge responsibility in this. And the fact that it can't happen, no matter how much we want it to."
"So you admit it! You do like me..."
"I never said that..."
"But you implied it! Don't lie...I can always use the lie detector..."
"Fine. Whatever. You win. Now will you shut up?"
"No. I won't until you agree."
"Then we'll be here a while."
I don't know why I'm so resistant to the idea...I really don't. Maybe it was Daniel's little comment back in the infirmary. I still can't believe they have a betting pool going on that. I'll have to ask Teal'c who started it when we find him.
"I'll kill the person that came up with the betting pool on us."
"Come on, you have to admit it's funny."
"No, I don't."
"It's ironic that they see it, and we didn't until it was brought up."
No...please don't start this...I'll do anything not to start this. Well, not anything. But I really don't want to get into this. Every time we talk about it, start to talk about it, think about it, the damn thing causes trouble...
A/N: Again, I'm sorry it took so long. But at least the chapter is around 500 words longer than the others! I hope you guys like it! They might find Teal'c in the next chapter, who knows? But hey, good news for me! I get my braces off soon! Not that you really needed to know. Er...anyway, please review! Thanks!
Later,
Darkstarspanky aka Carter
Author: Darkstarspanky aka Carter
Summary: SG-1 gate to a planet with Ancient technology. With this technology, they get themselves into a rather...interesting situation.
Rating: PG, for language obviously
Spoilers: Anything that happened previous to "Heroes I & II"
Disclaimer: Not mine...yadda, yadda, yadda...I only own the SG-1 DVDs and a shipload of tapes...
Author's Note: First off, I'd like to apologize for not updating yesterday. I only slept 2 hours before I had to go to my ortho and when I came home, I watched both Stargate shows and fell asleep! I woke up not too long ago. Second, thanks to CapriceAnn Hedican-Kocur, Sci Fi Fan Gillian, and Goddess Anjanee for their reviews! You might find out what the NID actually wanted...
Sam's POV
Pretty soon I found out what tomorrow holds. Considering I woke up right after tomorrow started. Well, now it would be today...but that isn't my point. I woke just after midnight with a nightmare. That stupid stabbing just won't stay out of my mind. That man will do anything just to get his hands on something superior. If I didn't know better, I'd say he was a Goa'uld.
Asking us to come with him is one thing, but stabbing me to 'see if my healing powers worked' that's just downright stupid. He should know by now that we'll get his ass for this. But still, why did he want us? How did he find out about us in the first place? For now, I won't worry. I'll talk to Jack about it in the morning.
I guess I'll try and go back to sleep. Hopefully I won't have more nightmares. First it was the Anubis-is-really-Pete-and-he's-come-back-to- kill-me-and-Jack nightmare, now it's the Kinsey-is-the-bastard-that-stabbed- me-and-I-almost-died nightmare. But that last one actually happened, so I guess it more of a haunting versus a real nightmare.
I think it's rather dangerous to leave me alone at night with my thoughts. Because of the fact that my brain won't shut off, I'm in great danger of never sleeping. Though I slept pretty well that night when I was handcuffed to Jack. Ah, the memories. Someone please shoot me. I can't believe I'm actually thinking this. Wait! Don't shoot me. I don't wanna die!
"Alright, Carter. Shut the hell up and go to sleep!"
I can't believe I'm talking to myself again. Maybe I do need to go see a therapist. ACK! Brain, if you love me at all, you will shut down so I can sleep.
I guess I went to sleep, because I woke up later to the infirmary staff puttering around, filing things, checking supplies, hovering over Daniel because he's seemed to have collapsed, checking my vitals...
Wait a minute. Did I just see Daniel? Uh oh...I think that caffeine deprivation due to the coffee switch has put him in the infirmary. Eh...he'll be fine in a few hours. And if he's not, I'll blame it on Jack.
What? It's every man for himself here. Well, at least this time it is. It just goes to show you that Daniel is really addicted to caffeine. I feel bad for him. He doesn't even know it was a prank. He thinks it's a permanent change. But he tried to pull one over on me and Jack, so I don't feel that bad for him. Oh! I have another idea! Loosen the bolts on Daniel's chair so that when he sits down, he'll instantly fall...but I think after that, we should stop. It was only an alarm clock after all.
I guess I'll have to ask Jack later. Or, I can send him a telepathic message and ask him now. I like the telepathy idea. Ha ha! We can use it during briefings and annoy Hammond! So many possibilities!
I was saved from having to call Jack by the fact that he visited me. He walked in, smiled at the nurses and came over to me.
"How are you doing, Carter?"
"Hmm...fine. But I don't think we can say the same for Daniel."
"What do you mean?"
"Look over to the bed four down from mine."
"Oh. Is that our fault?"
"Probably. Or just the fact that his body isn't used to the lack of caffeine. But I'd say both."
"True. I wonder when the last time was that he had a decaf beverage."
"The way he reacted to the coffee, I'd say about three years."
"That is one insane Space Monkey."
"You can't afford to talk, Sir. You drink almost as much coffee as he does."
"I do not!"
"Sir..."
"Alright, fine. I drink two cups less than him."
"Oh! Two cups! And how many do I have?"
"Not enough?"
"No. I have enough. It just doesn't take me as many cups as you two to get the same effect."
I was right. I guess it's because they've built up a tolerance. Kind of like with alcohol. Though I can honestly say that Daniel has a higher tolerance for caffeine than for alcohol. He'll have one glass of wine and be drunk. It's too funny when it happens. And I started to laugh because of this thought.
"What's so funny?"
"I was just thinking about his high tolerance for caffeine, but his low tolerance for alcohol. He's so funny when he's drunk."
"Yes...he is. Kind of like that time on 595 when you..."
"Ahem! Why is it you always bring things up that will embarrass me?"
"Because it's just so damn fun. You get all riled up by it."
"When I get out of here, I'm coming to kill you. With that cool electricity thing. Then it won't be so cool, will it?"
"Uh...I think I'll leave now..."
"Nah, you can stay. Go find a bed to hide under."
"Touché."
"You know, we could always change it to me being pregnant instead of Janet...now we just need to find a really shocking person to be the father..."
"Oh yeah, that'll be the day."
"What?"
That little...oh, he's in for it now. What? He thinks I will never have children? Oh yeah, he's at the top of my hit list now. Though really, there is only one man I would want to be the father of my children...but he's being such an ass right now, that I may have to reconsider.
"I...what I meant was...I don't know."
"I know what you meant, so now I will have to kill you."
"What?!"
"I don't think hiding under a bed in the infirmary will help you this time, since I'm already here. So I would suggest running for your life."
"What?!"
"Heh...just kidding. I can't kill you if I want to keep my job."
"Oh...I knew that."
But it was obvious that he didn't. Mostly considering I could hear him thinking: 'Thank God' over and over in his mind.
"Did not. I can hear your thoughts."
"Ahh! Damn Ancients!"
"I don't think it's so bad. But seriously, who should I say the father is?"
"We could say it was Kinsey, that's why he stabbed you, so no one would find out?"
"Okay, now that's just insulting. I would never do that with him. I'm scarred for life by that suggestion. Thank you very much. Ugh."
"You could always say you don't know who it is..."
"And that makes me look like a slut."
"Fine! Me!"
Can't say the thought didn't cross my mind. But I wasn't too sure he would go for it. Apparently he would.
"Well, since it's as unlikely as the rest, why not?"
"What do you mean 'as unlikely as the rest'?"
"That it would never happen..."
"I know that..."
"Then why did you ask?"
"Carter! Stop it!"
"Yes, Sir. But seriously, why did you ask?"
"Ugh...now I know why it wouldn't happen."
"And why would that be? You don't find me attractive?"
"I'm not allowed to answer that question?"
I know why he asked. He thought I meant that I didn't like him. Ha. Jack is so bad with words sometimes. I know I shouldn't, but I can't help teasing him for it. Good thing he doesn't know that's why I do it.
'Yes, I do. Well, I do now, anyway.'
Whoops. I forgot about my thought-guarding. Damn it all to hell!
'I seriously hate you right now.'
'Fine.'
'Fine.'
Thoughts guarded? Good. If I just keep thinking about a brick wall, I should be okay. He just invades my mind like that?! How could he? I don't invade his mind without his permission! Okay, I do. But that isn't the point! I'm a girl, he should respect my privacy. But he's a guy, so he doesn't give a damn.
"We'll go with you on this one. Though if General Hammond finds out, we'll be in so much trouble we won't see daylight."
"We can't see daylight down here anyway. So it wouldn't really matter."
"Eh...technicalities."
"You're just saying that because you know I'm right."
I stuck out my tongue at him, "For once."
'Screw you.'
'I know you want to...but think of the regs...'
"That's not what I meant, and you know it."
It's nice that we can have friendly banter like this again. Well, it's more like flirtatious banter really. But that's fine with me. It's been so long since we were this comfortable with each other. It's actually quite nice. Doing this now makes me realize just how much I missed it from before.
It was all Pete's fault. My dating him made Jack uncomfortable. Well, he's dead and he's not Anubis. So I think we can have that again. Wahoo. Life is good when your stalker boyfriend is dead and you have kick-ass powers like the Ancients.
"You know, I don't think I've ever seen any indication that the Ancients had powers like mine..."
"Except Oma, she killed a lot of Jaffa with her lightning powers..."
"Yeah, but she was considered Mother Nature. I'm not even close. I wonder if my mother ever had anything like that...?"
"It's all possible. Hey, I think Daniel's waking up."
I looked over at Daniel's bed. Sure enough, he was waking up. He did not look happy.
"Look away, maybe he won't notice our guilty expressions."
"What guilty expressions? I don't have one."
"Okay fine, my guilty expression. You've become a stickler for technicalities haven't you, Sir?"
"You know me..."
"Unfortunately, I do."
"Hey! That was not nice at all."
"Oh, did I say that out loud?" I said with an innocent look on my face
"Funny. Hey, Daniel! How're you feeling?"
All he got was a grunt in response. I think Daniel's cranky-ness is going to last for days. Has the man even thought about getting Coke or Pepsi? For a guy so smart, he can be really dumb sometimes. Maybe after I get out of here, I'll drop by and bring him a can or two. It'll help his mood, and it'll draw suspicion away from me.
"If we're going to do this whole 'pregnancy' thing, we can't let Teal'c know. If we do, his reaction won't be genuine. Janet would have to know in case Daniel asked her for the truth."
"What if we get both you and Janet to do that?"
"Holy crap, he'd practically die from shock if we told him that. Let's do it."
"Speaking of which, I think I know what Kinsey and the NID wanted from us."
"And what would that be?"
"Uh...kids."
"Sir, they have kids of their own."
"No! That's not what I meant and you know it! Stop doing that! They know we have the gene code similar to the Ancients, right?"
"Yes..."
"Well, if we were to...have a kid, the gene would be passed down, right?"
"Yes..."
"It would be stronger than us, wouldn't it? The gene would be more present...or something?"
"That's disturbing. Very disturbing. It's a child, not a science experiment!"
"Carter, there is no child. Calm down, would ya?"
"Right, sorry. But seriously, that's sick."
"Which part? The part where our kid is being tested on, or our kid in general?"
"Back to this again? This is more redundant than a broken record."
"You still haven't answered my question."
"I didn't think I had to. You know I would never say that."
"Of course you would never say it..."
"Or think it..."
"That's better."
"Why are you so interested in this, anyway? It doesn't really matter because it would never happen."
"Someday..."
"What did you just say?"
"What? I didn't say anything."
A smile broke out on my face. I can't believe he actually said that out loud. It was probably just a slip-up, but he said it nonetheless. He really is such a nice, sweet, caring guy. No matter how much he tries to deny it and cover it up with that hard-ass exterior. I love him for that. Well, not the part where he tries to cover up for it, but the fact that it's there.
"That's what I love about you..."
"What?"
No! No, no, no! That did not just come out of my mouth. Dear God, take me now. Love, Samantha. Fine! I caught him, he caught me. It's all fair. I really do hate my life though. I really should consider denying it, but I guess he could always invade my mind if he really wants to know. Which I'm sure he will, no matter how much he respects my privacy. Hell, I'd do it. I already did.
"I said, 'that's what I love about you.' Just don't go repeating it, okay?"
"But what do you love about me?"
He was smiling. Maybe I should slap him...but no, that would ruin the moment. But I'm about to ruin it anyway.
'You're going to make me say it, aren't you?'
'I would never make you do anything...Samantha.'
'I take it back. I hate you again.'
"Hey, let's forget about that...bust me out of here so we can tamper with Daniel's desk chair."
Good. Change the subject, maybe he'll forget all about what I said.
"Not until you tell me what you love about me."
Or not...I decided to just to say that I love his sharp wit and sarcasm. Which I do. When it isn't directed at me.
"Fine! It's your sharp wit and sarcasm."
"I don't believe you, but alright. And I can't bust you out of here."
"What? Why not?"
"Doc will kill me if I even attempt it, then she'll use her big and honkin' needles on me next time I'm in here."
"Which will be in a few minutes, if you don't get me out now! I'll tell her specifically to use those..."
"Okay, okay! You win! I'll help."
"Works every time."
"Unfortunately, it does. Now get your ass up so I can get you out."
It's still very weird to see him as a teenager again. Come to think of it, it's also very weird to be a teenager again. But I guess I don't have to worry about getting wrinkles any time soon. That is definitely a plus.
After I was unplugged, I got out of the bed and almost fell over. But really, I don't know why that happened. Anyway, Jack caught me before I hit the floor. He seems to be doing a lot of that lately. I'm just glad he has those lightning-fast reflexes...otherwise I'd be in here a lot more often than I'd care to admit.
I walked over to Daniel's bed, with Jack in tow. I checked to see if any nurses were still around. None.
"Hey, Daniel. How are you feeling?"
He fixed me with his best death-glare.
"Oh, glad to see you're okay. I have something I wanted to tell you..."
"What?"
"I'm...pregnant."
I smiled. It was all I could do to keep from laughing.
"You're...pregnant? How...?"
"I think you know how...or do I have to explain it to you?"
"No...is Pete the father?"
"Hell no. Thank God. Jack is."
The look on his face was priceless. Something that I would laugh at for years to come. It was a mixture of shock and...was that happiness? I expected shock and disbelief. Not happiness. It must be the lack of caffeine making him nuts.
"I always knew it would happen."
"Huh?" I said
"What?" was Jack's response
"From the first time I saw you two, I knew you would get together."
"Heh...uh...Daniel, we were kidding."
"What? You mean you aren't pregnant?"
"Ah...no. It was a prank."
"Oh..."
"You thought we would get together?"
Leave it to Jack to miss the point completely. It's like that time Daniel told us about the Quantum Mirror and how Jack and I got engaged.
"Uh...yeah. It's pretty obvious. Everyone in the base, including your father even has a pool..."
Jack and I both looked at him. They have a pool betting on when we'd get together?! Wait a minute, my father is a part of it?! I'm going to kill him.
"Oops..."
"Yeah, oops is right. I think we should leave now..."
"I couldn't agree more, Sir."
We just walked out of the infirmary. I was still in shock. I can't believe they have a pool going. They bet on my love life?! They bet I would have one with my CO?! I'll have someone's ass for this.
"Do you remember the days when Teal'c would talk to us about anything and Daniel wasn't in the infirmary because of a caffeine addiction...?"
I gave him a weird look and said, "Uh...no."
"Good, cause I thought it was just me."
"As far as I know, the coffee and caffeine addiction came when he was first trying to decipher the symbols on the cover stone."
"Hmm...wouldn't know about that."
"Yeah, Daniel tells me you were too busy trying to keep him away from finding out about the Stargate."
"Squealer."
"You know, it's so nice to see you've both grown up since then."
"You didn't even know us at that point. How would you know?"
Apparently he missed the part where I'm implying that they haven't grown up at all.
"From the stories I've been told. You're both still quite childish."
"What stories? I was a hard-assed military commander ready to blow up the 'gate with 5,000 good people needing to be rescued."
"I was talking about when Daniel sent you back through. And there are some stories of when you weren't so...ahem...hard-assed. When you were with Skaara."
I know it's still a touchy subject with him. Skaara had ascended last year. But he isn't dead, so that should be some comfort. I guess.
"He was a great kid. I couldn't help but lighten up when I was around him."
"So you admit it? You were a little childish on that mission?"
"I wouldn't go as far as saying 'childish', but I said I lightened up."
"Eh...same difference." I said as I waved my hand in dismissal.
"Not really."
"Alright, alright. So, to Daniel's office to loosen the screws in his chair?"
"Sounds like fun. We have to make sure the security camera doesn't catch us, but catches him when it falls."
"We're so cruel sometimes. It sort of makes me feel bad."
"No. You can't feel guilty...if you do, the pranks won't be as fun!"
"I know...but Daniel doesn't deserve all of this, does he?"
"Nah, but I can say it's for all the times he's made me sit through his boring lectures."
"I've watched you, it may look like you aren't paying attention...but I know you are. You find it mildly interesting at the least."
It's true. I've seen him. I watch him sometimes during briefings. But I guess I shouldn't admit that. It's like saying I sit there and pine for him during briefings. Which I don't. Well, I try not to anyway. I know he does that to me sometimes, too. But if he even gets the slightest hint that I know, he'll stop.
"I do not."
"Don't lie...I already know."
"This telepathy thing really sucks."
"Only because I'm using it as a lie detector."
"Yes. So, let's find Teal'c."
"Uh...sure."
Coward. You changed the subject! Oh, well. Let's go see Teal'c.
"You know, I think we should give the NID what they want."
"Are you serious?! That's completely insane!"
"Well, not actually give it to them. Merely have the kid..."
'What?!' was the first and only thought that entered my mind.
"What?!"
"Seriously. You want kids, I want kids. We could have a powerful kid. And Thor would have another human to love. And probably owe numerous favors to. That, and the whole base is waiting for us to have kids."
I had to laugh at the part about Thor. It was true, he did owe us a lot of favors.
"But if we did that...one: we'd have to deal with a court martial, two: we would be teen parents, and three: well, I don't really have a three. But Hammond would be really pissed if we did that. I guess that's three."
"So? We always piss of Hammond."
"Actually, it's more like you piss off Hammond and I help."
He sighed,
"Anyway..."
"I don't think I have to point out the huge responsibility in this. And the fact that it can't happen, no matter how much we want it to."
"So you admit it! You do like me..."
"I never said that..."
"But you implied it! Don't lie...I can always use the lie detector..."
"Fine. Whatever. You win. Now will you shut up?"
"No. I won't until you agree."
"Then we'll be here a while."
I don't know why I'm so resistant to the idea...I really don't. Maybe it was Daniel's little comment back in the infirmary. I still can't believe they have a betting pool going on that. I'll have to ask Teal'c who started it when we find him.
"I'll kill the person that came up with the betting pool on us."
"Come on, you have to admit it's funny."
"No, I don't."
"It's ironic that they see it, and we didn't until it was brought up."
No...please don't start this...I'll do anything not to start this. Well, not anything. But I really don't want to get into this. Every time we talk about it, start to talk about it, think about it, the damn thing causes trouble...
A/N: Again, I'm sorry it took so long. But at least the chapter is around 500 words longer than the others! I hope you guys like it! They might find Teal'c in the next chapter, who knows? But hey, good news for me! I get my braces off soon! Not that you really needed to know. Er...anyway, please review! Thanks!
Later,
Darkstarspanky aka Carter