Disappearance 4
Disappearance 4
by Dena
Title: Disappearance 4
Author: Dena
Email: natalieverrydt@hotmail.com
Category: Romance, Angst
Pairing: Sam/Jack, Daniel/Janet
Spoilers: In the line of Duty
Season: any
This story is a sequel to: Disappearance I,II,III
Series: Disappearance
Rating: PG
Content Warnings: none
Status: Completed
Summary: Sam and Jack end up stranded on an alien planet with a lot of problems on their hands. Will they be strong enough, emotionally and physically, to be able to finish their journey?
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. We have written 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 authors. Not to be archived without permission of the authors.
Author's notes: This one's for you Sarah!
Disappearance IV
*Daniel Jackson*
"OK I can do this! I'm just going to tell him what happened and when he kicks my ass I 'will' kick back! Yeah!"
Am I giving myself a pep talk here? In front of a mirror non-the-less! To hell with it I 'need' a pep talk big time! Considering the fact Jack would normally be the one to give these, I'm going to have to do this myself. A siren goes off and soon after that the familiar sounding voice of Lieutenant Simmons announces an incoming wormhole, followed by a call for me with the message that I am expected in the briefing room. "Oh God I can't, I can't do this, what on Earth am I going to tell him?" "Just tell him the truth Daniel Jackson." "Whoa! Teal'c, what are you doing here?" Great like my heart wasn't pounding enough already! "I am intrigued by the way you talk to yourself before you go in the briefing room. O'Neill does that also when he has an important meeting." "He does? He gives himself pep talks?" "He does."
Odd, he's mister cool himself.
"I always thought he was the one 'giving' the pep-talk?"
"He is indeed good at those talks but I believe he had enough exercise over the years." "There you have a point...well I suppose I should go now. I don't want to make Jacob wait." "I shall accompany you Daniel." "Thanks Teal'c." On the way over to the briefing room both of us remained silent. It was a comfortable silence that neither one of us wanted to break. When we arrived at the briefing room I took one last deep breath to calm my nerves and then stepped trough the door. Teal'c closed it softly behind me and took guard near the door. I took a seat across from Jacob and looked at the General, waiting for his signal before I began. At times like this I really, really hated being the linguist. I wish Janet were here. Whoa, I wish what?! Where the hell did that come from? Shaking my head a little to clear it I finally looked up to Jacob. "Hey Jacob." "Daniel, what's going on? Why was I called here, and why hasn't Sammie been to see me?" Boy can he cut to the chase. Not immediately knowing what to say I looked at the General for some help. He gave me a slight nod, indicating he would get this meeting started. "Jacob we have called you here because we have something to tell you." "George don't tell me that something happened to my little girl...please tell me she's ok." "I'm sorry Jacob, but I'm afraid I can't do that." The expression on Jacobs's face changed and I could immediately tell that Selmac was taking over. "I am pleased to see you all again and I also apologize for barging in like this, but Jacob was losing control for a moment and I could not allow that. So you claim that his daughter Samantha has been killed?" Killed, no. Oh man he's completely taking this the wrong way. Go Daniel, go save the day. "No Selmac that's not what we are saying. Yes something happened to Sam and Jack but it's not what you think." The expression on Jacob's face changed from serene to distress, indicating Jacob was back in charge.
"I'm sorry for being so presumptous but when you said that she wasn't ok I thought the worst." "I know, but I would like to tell you what happened." "And I would like to know." "Ok, here we go. We went to this planet and when we arrived there Sam picked up a signal of an electromagnetic field in the neighbourhood. She and Jack went to investigate and suddenly they disappeared into thin air. We couldn't find them anywhere so we came back to the SGC for help. Upon our return we found a hole in the field and went trough it. After a ten-minute walk we found a little village. We all thought we would be able to find Sam and Jack there but the people of the village hadn't seen them. Hanrelk, the leader of the village invited us over saying he had important information. It seemed that the field was a transportation device placed there by the Beloga's, the planet's original inhabitants, who are by the way very advanced in their technologies. Sam and Jack were transported to a medical facility were they were tested upon. An infiltrator was able to get them out but not after they gave Sam something she didn't respond to very well. According to Hanrelk she was in pretty bad shape when they got her out." "Then were is my little girl now?" "Still on the planet, we don't know where exactly, ..." The words were floating trough the room and it was like they hit a wall when they reached Jacob. He didn't want to hear this, he didn't need to hear what had happened to her, he wanted to know how she was doing and tell her in person how wonderful she is. "The infiltrator will bring them back safe to the gate, under the condition that they survive ..." "How long?" Looking at him I knew he was running out of patience and I was running out of excuses. "God damn it Daniel, 'how long'?" Jacob stood up and hit his fists on the table. "...6 months." I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to see the hurt look on the other man's face. I had enough feeling of guilt already, I definitely didn't need this too. "6 months of not knowing whether she's alive or not? That's what you wanted to tell me, that my Sam is on some godforsaken planet dying ... alone ..." Slowly he lowered himself back in his chair, disbelief written all over his face. "Colonel O'Neill is with her and I'm sure he'll do anything to get her home safe." "Yeah, I'm sure he will, but with that my little girl will still be gone for six months? How could you let this happen George, you promised that you would take care of her!" Lifting himself from the chair he went over to the table with drinks and slowly picked up a glass. He turned the glass a few times in his hand and then suddenly threw it against the wall. General Hammond slowly stood up and walked over to Jacob, who at the same time turned around. "I am very sorry for Jacob's behavior but he is most distressed." "That's ok Selmac, he just had a lot of information to take in, maybe it is best that you go to some quarters and take some time for yourself." "That would be most pleasurable, thank you." "Teal'c, if you would accompany them?" "I will, General Hammond." With that he stood up and left with Jacob in his wake. I on the other hand let my head fall on the table as soon as they were out of hearing-range. 'Damn that actually hurts, but it would make one hell of an excuse to go see Janet. No, no, don't you dare going there Daniel Jackson, she's your physician for gods sake!' Suddenly I felt a strong hand on top of my shoulder, which definitely belonged to the General. "How are you doing Son?" "All considering, pretty well I guess. I don't think I can say the same for Jacob, though." "No certainly not, he's taking this a lot harder then I had expected. He of all people should know what the risks are when you're in this branch of the business. I've noticed that ever since he blended with Selmac that he has become a lot more intent on building up a strong relationship with his daughter. Maybe that's the reason that he's taking this so hard." "Yeah maybe. The other day I talked to Sam about having family and she told me the same thing. Ever since he's blended he's a different person who's trying to make up for all the lost time. And now that chance may have been taken away from him. God I feel so bad for him." "Well I'm sure this isn't easy on you either, because it ain't even easy on me. And I'm just their Commanding Officer, they are your friends." "Well I'm holding on to the thought that maybe we can get them back soon with the help of our allies. Besides Sam is fighter, she'll survive. Hell, she even survived being blended with Jolinar." "I know Dr. Jackson, I've known her ever since she was a little girl and she sure is a tough woman, I'm sure they'll both make it of that planet alive."
"Yeah."
"Well then now that that is settled, I want you, Teal'c and Janet to take some time off. I think it would be wise that the three of you get your heads clear on this matter."
"But..."
"No buts Dr. Jackson, your desk and papers will still be here when you get back. That translation of P4X-875 won't go anywhere, believe me." "Okay, three days, no more."
"Five."
"Four."
"Okay, you've got yourself a deal Dr. Jackson, will you inform Teal'c and Dr. Fraiser of our decision?"
'Cool I get to go to Janet, oh shit he wants me to go to Janet, say no, come on say no!' "Yes I'll do just that General, I'm already on the way over there."
'Oh damn, why will my heart never listen to my brains? Now I actually have to go over there and say something that won't sound ridiculous, I'm never going to succeed in doing that!' I got up and slowly walked up to the door. As I reached it I realized that we still needed to make contact with our allies and that Hanrelk had absolutely no means to contact us if he had important information. "Uh, General, who's gonna contact our allies now that we are on leave?" "That's already been taken care of Daniel, SG3 are already on the case, now go before I have to make it an order!" "Yes Sir." I gave him a small nod and then disappeared through the door of his office. All the way to Janet's office I rehearsed what I was gonna say. 'Ok, how about this one: Hi Janet, we're on leave for four days, see you, bye. Too single-minded? I know! Hi, I just wanted to stop by and say that we're on leave by General's orders. See you in 4 days, bye! Now that sounded more like it.'
"Daniel are you okay?"
How embarressing. God I hope she didnt hear any of that! "Whoa, Janet, I ... I didn't see you!" "I noticed that you've been pacing in the hallway for some time now. Did you want to see me?" "Uh, yeah actually I need to talk to you." "Is it about Sam and the Colonel?" "No, the General has ordered us to get some leave." "Who's us?" "Well that would be you, me and Teal'c." "I'm on leave? Why?" I knew that that question was going to come but I didn't really want to answer it. I shoved my hands in my pockets and stood there for a second, deciding whether or not I was gonna tell her the real reason. 'Oh what the hell she has a right to know why she has to leave the base for 4 days.' "Because the General believes that we might be emotionally unstable." I gave her a look that she knew as, 'I'm telling you the truth but I don't really want you to know the truth'. "Emotionally unstable? Why would I be unstable?" "Well the General believes that we should have some time to ourselves so that we can sort out our feelings about this whole ordeal. Because he wants us to be completely over it when we get back so that we can perform our duties perfectly, which means in my case, don't get hurt." "But if we're on leave then who's gonna coordinate the rescue-ops?" Her face showed some concern when she mentioned the rescue-operation. "SG-3 is on the case, they'll be contacting our allies." "I see! So basically we're being shoved aside." "Basically, yeah we're being put off the case." I walk over to a bed and let myself fall on it. Lying there on my back staring towards the ceiling I suddenly felt someone sitting next to me. When I checked it out I saw Janet lying next to me, also staring at the ceiling. I couldn't help but stare at her beautiful slim form. Suddenly she looked me square in the eye and gave me a small smile when she noticed that I was staring at her. I quickly looked back at the ceiling and pretended that I hadn't noticed her catching me. "It bothers you, doesn't it?" "That I can't go looking for them, that I'm not there with them on that godforsaken planet. Yeah that bothers me! Doesn't it ever bother you, not being able to go out there?" "A little bit. I guess I've learned to live with not getting to go through that Stargate and visit other planets and learn about other cultures the way you guys do." "You would like to go through the Stargate?" "Yeah, just to see what it's like out there."
"Well let me just tell you that it ain't that pretty. In fact it's downright dangerous at times." "So I've been told!" Suddenly a brilliant idea popped up in that wonderful brain of mine. I sat up straight and leaned a little over Janet so that I could see her face. She gave me a funny look that instantly made me laugh.
"What?"
"Nothing, you just gave me weird look that's all!" "You sure?" I could feel a slight blush come over my cheeks as she spoke those words. 'Was she implying anything? Like my staring from before!' "Janet, you want to go trough the Stargate right?" "Right! You getting somewhere with this?" "Well, I was thinking about asking the General about some off-world leave." "And you want me to go with you?" "Well nobody is allowed to go through that Gate by themselves unless I go to Abydos, but that's not the planet I had in mind for a visit." I gave her a conspiritual glance, which immediately lit up her face? "You're not suggesting that we go to the planet where Sam and the Colonel are, are you?" 'God, I love that brain of hers, no woman has ever been able to understand me the way she does.' "That's exactly what I'm saying!" "I'd love to, but what about Cassie, I just can't leave her behind for four days?" "Who said anything about leaving Cas behind, she's welcome to join us." "Yeah but you just told me that practically every planet is dangerous and I ain't gonna put my daughter in unnecessary danger!" "Did anyone ever tell you, you're cute when you're concerned?" A flash of shock went over Janet's face before she started to blush very hard. 'Oh shit what the hell was I thinking, now she's not gonna come with me. She'll probable never want to see me again. Way to go Daniel, you just managed to screw things up once again.'
"Um, guess not, thanks I guess." 'Okay, she's taking this rather well. At least she isn't running away like a mad woman and that's a good sign if you ask me.' "You're welcome! Now about Cassie, I think this is an opportunity to show her that she isn't left out on everything. She loves Sam and Jack very much you know and I think she too could use a few days off from school to cope with this whole situation." "You're probably right, but missing four days of school, I don't think so. She's gonna miss out on a lot and then she'll have to catch up on everything." "But she'll get to learn the customs of a whole new culture. Let's see! In one hand I have four days of school..." I lifted up a hand and held it steady at shoulderlength, "in the other hand I have the customs of an entire culture..." I lifted up my other hand and held it steady at eye-level, "the choice is up to you!" I could tell she was annoyed with me but she did seem to consider both options in her head. "Arch, you're such a bad influence on that girl and me!" I jumped of the bed with a fluent movement and placed my hand on either side of her legs that were tangling over the bedside. "So you're gonna come?" 'I looked at her with my best puppy-dog eyes and gave her my goofiest smile. "I guess, but 'you're' asking the General!"
Yes!
"Already on the way!" I ran out of the infirmary like a little kid that was just promised an ice cream, leaving a smiling Janet behind.
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*Colonel Jack O'Neill*
She was lying with her back turned towards me, I knew she'd been crying again. The thing was that I couldn't comfort her and that was what got to me. Before when she had an attack, I would hold her hand and say meaningless stuff to her until the pain went away, but now she wouldn't let anyone near her anymore. She wouldn't even let Quentin near her when she needed her medical treatment. It was Jolinar all over again, only this time Cassie wasn't here to help her snap out of it.
God I miss that kid.
At least the virus was starting to wear of which is a good thing I guess considering her condition. Her condition, really have to stop thinking like that, this is as much my condition as it is hers. In the past three days I have had a lot of time to think things over. At first I was in some sort of shock, maybe even denial and then I just became very angry with the guys who did this to us. But no matter how hard I tried I always came to the same conclusion, I was going to have a baby with the woman that I've been in love with from the moment I met her. Deep down I knew that this could never happen because of the regs and all, but my heart kept telling me that this mess was 'right'. If only she could look at it that way! Oh, I've tried to talk to her but she just turns her back at me or throws something in my direction. I know for a fact that she blames me for this whole mess and I think she has every right to. But I think she's forgetting the fact that she's not alone in this. My feelings are exposed here too. I knew that today's efforts have been in vane again so I silently made my departure. When I got to the door I turned around to look at her one more time. "I love you both!" It was barely a whisper, but I meant every damn word of it. I closed the door silently and made my way up to the deck. I sat myself on a bench that stood under a sunscreen and started staring at the scene that glided past the boat. It was a beautiful evening with pink clouds and a soft breeze, just strong enough to make you realize that winter was on its way. A few weeping-willows were standing along the shore waving their branches and leaves at me like I was some kind of an old acquaintance. But my brains wouldn't register all the beauty before me, all I could think about was my earlier statement and what that statement might lead too. I think I had been sitting there for more then an hour when I heard the faint sounds of someone making their way over to my position. When I looked up at the person approaching me I was shocked to say the least. There she was, barely dressed for an evening like this, standing near the railing so that she had something to keep her from falling over. She was trembling all over, whether it was from the cold or the effort she had to make to get here, I don't know. I slowly stood up and made my way over to her. I could see the tears shimmering in the last rays of the sun and I immediately felt bad in her place.
"Sam?" I was standing in front of her and it was like she didn't register my presence. Suddenly she looked me straight in the eye. "I'm sorry Jack." That was all I needed, to know that she was with us again, she had made her decision about this matter and she was taking control again. The tears that had threatened to fall before were now trickling down her face. I hugged her tightly and felt a whole lot of stress fall of my back. "I'm so sorry." She whispered in my ear. I pulled back a little so that I could see her face. "Don't be sorry Samantha, please don't be." With my thumbs I wiped away the tears on her face and then gave her tight hug again. When we parted we were both smiling, the first true smile I had seen on her face since this whole thing started.
"That's a little more like my girl!" Her smile grew at my statement but suddenly changed in pain.
"Sam?" She lost her grip on the railing and fell right into my arms. I slowly put her on the bench that I had been sitting on before and placed my jacket under her head, while I checked for her pulse. It was through the roof.
"Sam?" Her eyes were screwed shut and she wasn't responding to my voice or touch. But then I felt a faint pressure on my hand that told me she was coming round once more. "Make it stop!" It was a mere whisper, but the message came through loud and clear. "Slow breaths, focus on the breathing like we talked about and everything will be just fine sweetie, don't you worry, everything is going to be just fine. Shhhht!" I slowly stroked her hair as she lost consciousness again. I ran inside to find the medicines that were on her bedside table and gave them to her the first time she regained consciousness. After she got her pill she fell into a restless sleep, she would wake up from now and again. I placed myself in front of the bench but not before I had placed a blanket over her so that she wouldn't catch a cold. I was staring at her with growing amazement. She was so young and yet she had something over her that made her look beyond her actual age and look experienced. That was probably because she had been through a lot these past few years, while working on the Stargate-program. Yet I decided that it was just that little part of her that I loved the most and that made her even more beautiful. She had been with me from the beginning and never ever did I wish that she were a man because no man would have been able to do whatever she has done for me and SG-1. She gave me back my reason to life, she gave me love again, a feeling that I thought lost to me forever. I realized that there would probable be no other woman that I would have wanted children with. I slowly stroked her hair and kissed her cheek before I picked her up so that I could carry her back inside the boat where it was warm and cozy. When I came to the cabin-door I thought I heard a sound and started to look around, but I couldn't spot anything. Just as I was about to enter the cabin I heard it again, this time much closer. If I didn't know any better I would have thought it to be an airplane, but the Beloga's didn't have plains, did they? Stepping away from the cabin I had a clear view on the sky. That's when I spotted the small airplane coming towards us in a very strange way. I looked at the cabin and saw Quentin standing there, unaware of the plane that was coming right at them. I yelled at him to come out on the deck but he didn't understand me. I was probably talking to fast so that he couldn't read my lips. "Quentin! Get the hell out of there!" But still he didn't hear me and because I was carrying Sam I didn't have any free hands to signal him the danger. I could feel Sam waking up, but she wasn't steady enough to walk on her own. The pilot of the plane started firing at us and soon the boat's engine was on fire. The only way that we were gonna survive, was if we would jump into the river and hope that we would make it to the shore. When I saw the plane coming back for a second round I knew that it was now or never. "Oh crap! Sam listen to me!"
"I'm listening!"
"Look I know that it's gonna be hard but you're gonna have to take a deep breath when I say so. We'll probably gonna have to stay under water for a while. You're gonna have to hold on very tight, okay and I'll probably gonna need you to swim for me, because I can't support you all the way to the shore. Okay, you with me!" "I'm with you!" I could tell that she was scared about what was gonna happen because she knew that she wouldn't be able to make it all the way to the shore on her own. I held on to her tightly as I started to run towards the railing. Just as I made my leap in the dark, the whole ordeal blew up, sending us flying into to air. Suddenly I felt a sharp object hit me in the back and I lost my grip on Sam. 'Ah crap! Shit this hurts!' My whole back was burning and I when I made contact with the water I could tell that it would take a miracle to get us out of this mess alive. The water surrounded me with a violent force, stabbing me with its cold knifes. I tried to fight my way up to the surface but I couldn't. I felt Sam gripping my shirt and that was the last thing I felt before I lost consciousness. 'Please let her and the baby survive!' was the one sentence that kept crossing my mind. And then it went black and dark, my body finally giving in to the tremendous pain it had been suffering for the last minute.
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