#000 Return To Edora (Pt 4)
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xfirefly9xTitle: Return To Edora (Pt 4)
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam, Jack, Daniel and Teal’c
Word Count: 830
Rating: PG
Previous Parts: Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3
Summary: Major Samantha Carter had never dreaded a mission with SG-1 as much as she did this one.
Notes: Thanks for all the reviews so far! And sorry for the extra long wait on this part. I had a little trouble working out where to go with it. Anyway, it's a bit longer than the previous chapters. And it answers the long awaited answer: who is the boy with Laira? Is he Jack's son? Hope you like!
“Jack!”
The woman threw her arms around him, a huge smile breaking out on her face. It didn’t look like it was just a casual hug between friends to her. It was more than that. There was something in the way she looked at Jack and the way her arms fell around his waist…
Sam scowled at Laira and found her dislike for the woman deepening more than she cared to admit. She was moving in on her territory and she didn’t like it. She didn’t like it a bit.
Stepping back a little, she forced her eyes shut and kept them closed for several seconds before opening them again just in time to see Laira pull back from Jack and give the boy by her side a gentle pat on the shoulder. She sighed restlessly.
“Laira,” Jack finally acknowledged with a nod. He brushed his clothes down absently with the palms of his hands, then turned back to Sam. “So, how about we get this show on the road, huh?” he said, throwing a smile in her direction.
Sam nodded mutely and smiled back.
Laira also agreed, immediately taking Jack by the arm and leading them off towards one of the cottages. He seemed to know where they were going and Sam felt another twinge of…what was it? Jealousy? No. Annoyance.
None of it – the last trip to Edora – should have happened. She should have been able to get Jack back home safely sooner. Why hadn’t she found a way? Shutting off those thoughts, she made her mind go blank and focused on her surroundings.
She threw a few quick glances towards the young boy as they followed Jack and Laira to size him up – not that she would admit it, even to herself. In all honesty, the boy was absolutely adorable. His hair was golden brown and fell in small curls over his head. Grey blue eyes finished the look and there was a splattering of freckles over his perfectly shaped nose. Truly adorable.
“Oh! I almost forgot,” Laira stopped abruptly to tell them. “This is Nathan.” She smiled at the boy and reached out a hand to ruffle his hair affectionately. “He’s my son.”
Jack raised an eyebrow that could rival Teal’c’s easily, giving the boy a curious look. “Nathan,” he repeated, thoughtfully. He continued to watch him for a moment longer before throwing the boy a cocky grin and glancing over at Laira. “Nice kid you’ve got there.”
He kneeled down next to the boy and muttered something that Sam couldn’t hear. It must have been something good because Nathan smirked. Having achieved his goal, Jack stood up slowly and turned back to Laira.
As if sensing Sam’s thoughts, he asked the question that she had been both dreading and wanting to hear ever since the first moment she had set eyes on Laira and her…her son. “Who’s the father? Anyone I know?”
Sam stiffened. “It’s not…uh…it’s not Colonel O’Neill, is it?” she mumbled anxiously, her cheek flushing.
Jack snorted. “No, no. It can’t be! I was never…we never…” he broke off and then visibly paled. “We didn’t…did we?” he asked Laira. “When we were drunk…?”
Laira raised an eyebrow and smiled softly. “No, he’s not yours,” she confirmed. “And we were never ‘together’ if that’s what you mean. It was clear that your heart belonged to someone else and although I enjoyed your company immensely, I knew that was all that I would get while there was any chance of returning to your world.”
“Ahh, right,” Jack drew out. “Okay then.”
“So, no,” Laira answered Jack’s question easily. “You haven’t met him. He didn’t come into the village until after you had returned to your home.” She smiled sadly. “Unfortunately, you won’t be meeting him. He was one of the last explorers to go through the Stargate after it was fully restored.” She grimaced.
“Oh?” Sam put in, finding herself able to relax more now that she knew that Nathan wasn’t Jack’s and that Laira had a serious relationship with someone else. Inwardly, she sighed in relief.
“Yes. It was decided after you left that the Stargate would be put into use for the good of our people. It took a week to restore it and then the first groups of explorers went through. They came back to us, fine and well, so we sent a second group and a third. We now have a number of teams not unlike the ones on Earth that you described to me.”
She paused. “Matthew joined one of the teams in their last mission to replace one of their injured members, but they haven’t returned.”
Jack frowned. “Do you know where they went?”
He immediately wished he hadn’t asked.
Laira swallowed nervously and explained. “They went to an address that some of the children found written on a cave wall. Apart from the gate address, no one could understand the language. We don’t know anything more than that.”
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam, Jack, Daniel and Teal’c
Word Count: 830
Rating: PG
Previous Parts: Pt 1, Pt 2, Pt 3
Summary: Major Samantha Carter had never dreaded a mission with SG-1 as much as she did this one.
Notes: Thanks for all the reviews so far! And sorry for the extra long wait on this part. I had a little trouble working out where to go with it. Anyway, it's a bit longer than the previous chapters. And it answers the long awaited answer: who is the boy with Laira? Is he Jack's son? Hope you like!
“Jack!”
The woman threw her arms around him, a huge smile breaking out on her face. It didn’t look like it was just a casual hug between friends to her. It was more than that. There was something in the way she looked at Jack and the way her arms fell around his waist…
Sam scowled at Laira and found her dislike for the woman deepening more than she cared to admit. She was moving in on her territory and she didn’t like it. She didn’t like it a bit.
Stepping back a little, she forced her eyes shut and kept them closed for several seconds before opening them again just in time to see Laira pull back from Jack and give the boy by her side a gentle pat on the shoulder. She sighed restlessly.
“Laira,” Jack finally acknowledged with a nod. He brushed his clothes down absently with the palms of his hands, then turned back to Sam. “So, how about we get this show on the road, huh?” he said, throwing a smile in her direction.
Sam nodded mutely and smiled back.
Laira also agreed, immediately taking Jack by the arm and leading them off towards one of the cottages. He seemed to know where they were going and Sam felt another twinge of…what was it? Jealousy? No. Annoyance.
None of it – the last trip to Edora – should have happened. She should have been able to get Jack back home safely sooner. Why hadn’t she found a way? Shutting off those thoughts, she made her mind go blank and focused on her surroundings.
She threw a few quick glances towards the young boy as they followed Jack and Laira to size him up – not that she would admit it, even to herself. In all honesty, the boy was absolutely adorable. His hair was golden brown and fell in small curls over his head. Grey blue eyes finished the look and there was a splattering of freckles over his perfectly shaped nose. Truly adorable.
“Oh! I almost forgot,” Laira stopped abruptly to tell them. “This is Nathan.” She smiled at the boy and reached out a hand to ruffle his hair affectionately. “He’s my son.”
Jack raised an eyebrow that could rival Teal’c’s easily, giving the boy a curious look. “Nathan,” he repeated, thoughtfully. He continued to watch him for a moment longer before throwing the boy a cocky grin and glancing over at Laira. “Nice kid you’ve got there.”
He kneeled down next to the boy and muttered something that Sam couldn’t hear. It must have been something good because Nathan smirked. Having achieved his goal, Jack stood up slowly and turned back to Laira.
As if sensing Sam’s thoughts, he asked the question that she had been both dreading and wanting to hear ever since the first moment she had set eyes on Laira and her…her son. “Who’s the father? Anyone I know?”
Sam stiffened. “It’s not…uh…it’s not Colonel O’Neill, is it?” she mumbled anxiously, her cheek flushing.
Jack snorted. “No, no. It can’t be! I was never…we never…” he broke off and then visibly paled. “We didn’t…did we?” he asked Laira. “When we were drunk…?”
Laira raised an eyebrow and smiled softly. “No, he’s not yours,” she confirmed. “And we were never ‘together’ if that’s what you mean. It was clear that your heart belonged to someone else and although I enjoyed your company immensely, I knew that was all that I would get while there was any chance of returning to your world.”
“Ahh, right,” Jack drew out. “Okay then.”
“So, no,” Laira answered Jack’s question easily. “You haven’t met him. He didn’t come into the village until after you had returned to your home.” She smiled sadly. “Unfortunately, you won’t be meeting him. He was one of the last explorers to go through the Stargate after it was fully restored.” She grimaced.
“Oh?” Sam put in, finding herself able to relax more now that she knew that Nathan wasn’t Jack’s and that Laira had a serious relationship with someone else. Inwardly, she sighed in relief.
“Yes. It was decided after you left that the Stargate would be put into use for the good of our people. It took a week to restore it and then the first groups of explorers went through. They came back to us, fine and well, so we sent a second group and a third. We now have a number of teams not unlike the ones on Earth that you described to me.”
She paused. “Matthew joined one of the teams in their last mission to replace one of their injured members, but they haven’t returned.”
Jack frowned. “Do you know where they went?”
He immediately wished he hadn’t asked.
Laira swallowed nervously and explained. “They went to an address that some of the children found written on a cave wall. Apart from the gate address, no one could understand the language. We don’t know anything more than that.”
