The Final Report
Sitting at his desk Jack shoveled through the mountain of paperwork that had accumulated during the last five missions. Hed rather be pinned down under enemy fire than look at another forum, but there was no way Hammond was going to let him through the Gate again if he didnt get a majority of this done today.
Jack looked up as Daniel suddenly stormed into his office. He had a hefty report in one hand and a disgruntled look on his face. Jack ignored him even as the irate archeologist threw the fifty page ream of paper down on his desk. Daniel crossed his arms over his chest and glared spitefully at Jack unt
NOTE from the PHOENIX: Okay, Daniel is finally going to find use for all those languages he knows. However I'm too lazy to put all the foreign talk (cause there will be a lot of it) in italic. So, instead I'm going to use 'one quote' when people are speaking the foreign language and double quotes for English. Make sense? Good! Enjoy!
SUMMARY: On a seemingly peaceful planet Daniel and Janet find themselves mixed up in a war. When Daniel is mistaken for a medical doctor by the 'enemy' he finds that if he doesn't learn to play the part they aren't going to live long enough for rescue or escape.
PAIRING: This is a Daniel/Jan
One Night in Bangkok ch 1 by Phoenix-Cry, literature
Literature
One Night in Bangkok ch 1
NOTE from the Phoenix: Im in the mood to do some old school SG-1 so this is somewhere around season three or so. Im not going to go looking up everything and what order events were in so dont bug me if I get a detail wrong here or there when it comes to the Time Line. The big things are that Daniel has not Ascended, General Hammond is still around, Im thinking Carter will be a Major at this point, and the Goauld are still a big problem, but not a whole lot is know about them. Got it? Okay then, off we go! Enjoy!
PS- I used an on-line translator to get the Japanese in this, so forgive me i
Serendipity
It was raining, it rained here a lot. Jack hadn't decided if the rain was a good thing or not. Death would come a lot quicker if it wasn't for the rain. Again he didn't know if that was a good thing or not. He looked down at the delicate woman in his lap. He had never thought of her as 'delicate' before, if anything he felt she was tougher than he was. Right now, however, she wasn't just delicate she was fragile. Anytime Jack was forced to move he did so in slow motion to keep from breaking her any further. Along with the physical injures, sh
This is a continuation of Crimson's Halloween fan fic, please find the link in the comments and go read that first! Thanks!!
Trick or Treat SG-1
Call your lawyers, Boys, cause I am so suing you both for sexual harassment when this is over.
Daniel, have we made any remarks that could be taken as 'sexual harassment'.
Not that I can recall.
I am going to kil...
Now, now, Carter a bet's a bet.
Not when the race is fixed. Sam grumbled.
Major Carter, please report to the briefing room.
You'd better go, you kno
Go Wild
(Sequel to 'Secret Pleasures)
Jack lounged on his couch with his notebook computer on his lap. The TV was on, but the sound was muted as he typed away. He paused for a moment to reach out and take a pull at the beer on the coffee table. It was his sixth one that night and he was fairly certain what he was writing didn't make much sense, but he didn't care. It wasn't like anyone actually read it.
When there was a soft knock at the front door Jack glanced over at the clock. It was just after eleven, a little late for visitors. He closed his laptop and put
Secret Pleasures
Sitting at her drawing table Sam scribbled out the equation she was working on in a frustrated rage. She couldn't get the mathematics to balance unless the speed of light was about ten times what normal science accepted. Although she knew that physicists on Earth didn't have everything right she was fairly certain they weren't that wrong.
Glancing over at the clock Sam sighed heavily. She wasn't getting anywhere on this even after six solid hours of trying. Pushing away from the drawing table she pulled her laptop out and placed it on her lap. She had planed on opening a mathematical program to help her solve the dil
In the Heat of the Moment by Phoenix-Cry, literature
Literature
In the Heat of the Moment
NOTE from the PHOENIX: This story is in the K-9 universe, but it ignores certain aspects of the series. It kind of ignores Sins of the Wulf completely. In this Sam is back in her own body, but she is a Colonel in the USAF once again. Just go with it, this one is just for fun cause a friend of mine Crimson Diablo had a great thought after reading 'Turning Tail' and I'm running with it! Sit back and enjoy the ride.
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In the Heat of the Moment
Sitting at the drawing table in her lab Sam was sketching idly. She was supposed to be working on a new regulator for the Naquadah reactor, however her mind kept w
Turning Tail
Sam sat uncomfortably in the briefing room trying her hardest to concentrate on what the General was saying. River was under the table leaning up against her legs panting heavily. Taking a deep breath she tried to calm them both by reaching under the table and rubbing behind the wulf's ears. River pressed against her harder, revealing that she was shaking slightly. Sam swallowed hard, she simply couldn't get the knot out of her stomach.
Glancing over at Daniel she found that he was having a similar problem. He hooked his fingers into the collar of his Base jacket and pulled it away from his throat as if trying to get mor
NOTE from the PHOENIX: SPOLIERS. This is a Stargate Continuum piece that as a studying therapist I just couldnt keep myself from writing. In the movie Daniel appears to have a below the knee amputation, since my experience has only been with above the knee I have changed his injury to above. I know, I know they said something about giving them new names, but the movie didnt mention what they were so I went with Daniel Jackson sue me. Or better yet enjoy!
This story is one of medical fact.
The Looking Glass
Daniel jerked in his sleep in the grip of a recurring nightmare. Despite the sweat the rolled off