But For The One by PhoenixE (G)
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stargateficrecShow: SG-1
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Sam Carter, Catherine Langford, General Hammond, Danial Jackson
Pairings: Jack O'Neill/Sam Carter, pre-Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Categories: Het, pre-slash
Warnings: some Sam-bashing (from Jack's POV in the context of a failing relationship)
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's Website: JD Divas profile, Area 52 profile or The Alpha Gate profile
Link: on JD-Divas or The Alpha Gate
Why This Must Be Read: I seriously cannot believe this story has not been recced here! Or maybe it has, just not in this category. If there's any Jack/Daniel fan out there who hasn't read this story yet, you really, really should. While originally written as a sort of preview for a much longer story (that will sadly probably never get written at this point), it stands on its own quite nicely.
There are a lot of stories out there that deal with the idea of an alternate universe where Daniel didn't join the Stargate Program when Doctor Langford tried to recruit him. Heck, the show itself has done it a few times. PhoenixE has taken this pretext and gone with a different approach than most people, who assume that somehow Sam and her crew would've eventually figured out how to work the gate even if it took them longer to do so. If you're interested in her actual thought process, PhoenixE says it best herself in her extra-long author's note. And so we start this story with a failing Portal Command and a failing relationship between Colonel Jack O'Neill and Doctor Samantha Carter -- if you're a fan of the pairing you might want to skip this story, although to be clear Sam isn't actually being vilified here as such.
Enough talk. This is an interesting look at a 'what if' scenario, told from Jack's point of view with all the sarcastic inner dialogue you'd expect from the guy. Also, it's Phoenix E.
...After Catherine struck out with that geek they were pinning their hopes on, what the hell was his name again? Johnson? No, that's not it. Started with J. Jackson. Yeah, Daniel Jackson. Whatever. Anyway, he was apparently their last Great White Whoop-dee-doo for figuring out what the fuck those doodles on the cover stone meant. They'd already spent two years going through every other linguistic egghead on the planet and not one of them had a clue, so when the whiz kid blew us off the whole deal was dead in the water until some genius started monkeying around, just for the hell of it, dialling in the six symbols from the coverstone and then adding a seventh from off the gate. They just kept going around the circle, dialling those same six symbols, each time ending the sequence with a different seventh symbol. It was a pretty desperate shot in the dark but by that time, they didn't have anything to lose by trying.
And damned if it didn't pay off. They finally turned the thing on, even without the assistance of the Amazing Jackson but even right up until we sent the MALP through for the first and only time, they weren't even sure what they had or what exactly the puddle led to. They suspected the doughnut was some kind of transporter type thingee because of the name, 'Door to Heaven' – you go into the pool and go…somewhere, but they didn't know for sure. That's when they brought me in, to head up the recon team. Just in case it turned out their huge, honking metal hula hoop was indeed some kind of alien passport to another world.
My orders were simple. Assess the new environment, and if any potential threats were detected, destroy the Doorway so as to prevent any hostiles from using it to return to Earth.
Blow the bastard up good.
I was right on board with the whole 'blowing the thing up' agenda. Yeah, doing a 'Doctor Strangelove' with a tactical nuke, ride 'em cowboy, destination alien immolation woulda suited me just fine. So imagine my chagrin when even though it turned out we did get to use the nuke, unfortunately I didn't get to go along for the ride.
Didn't even get off the frigging planet.
My first mission for the as yet to be named 'Portal Command', (I'm still not crazy about the name but it's a sight less embarrassing than having to say I've been assigned to 'Door Command') was also my last and my shortest mission – and assignment - on record. Never mind never actually getting to set foot through their precious Doughnut, I didn't even have time to move into my office before it was all over and done with.
We sent the MALP into the puddle and what we saw before a dog-faced dude blasted the crap out of it was some kind of temple or something, swarming with hostiles. Weird -ass looking alien guys dressed in all this armour with hawk heads. Slightly more animated, aggressive and armed versions of the squashed fossil in the vault.
General West didn't even blink – ordered the bomb through on the spot. Boom. End of story and potential threat. Sam figured the bomb took out the Door on the other side as well as a significant chunk of the planet it was sitting on, because when they tried to dial up the joint again after a couple of hours, just to be sure, it didn't work because presumably, there was nothing on the other side to connect to. Which is what the bomb was supposed to accomplish and apparently, did.
Rah rah. In one fell swoop the Earth is saved from a possible alien threat and the best chance I had to go out in a blaze of glory went bye bye as well. I was kinda pissed off about it at the time, but I've learned how to live with having to live.
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Jack O'Neill, Sam Carter, Catherine Langford, General Hammond, Danial Jackson
Pairings: Jack O'Neill/Sam Carter, pre-Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Categories: Het, pre-slash
Warnings: some Sam-bashing (from Jack's POV in the context of a failing relationship)
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's Website: JD Divas profile, Area 52 profile or The Alpha Gate profile
Link: on JD-Divas or The Alpha Gate
Why This Must Be Read: I seriously cannot believe this story has not been recced here! Or maybe it has, just not in this category. If there's any Jack/Daniel fan out there who hasn't read this story yet, you really, really should. While originally written as a sort of preview for a much longer story (that will sadly probably never get written at this point), it stands on its own quite nicely.
There are a lot of stories out there that deal with the idea of an alternate universe where Daniel didn't join the Stargate Program when Doctor Langford tried to recruit him. Heck, the show itself has done it a few times. PhoenixE has taken this pretext and gone with a different approach than most people, who assume that somehow Sam and her crew would've eventually figured out how to work the gate even if it took them longer to do so. If you're interested in her actual thought process, PhoenixE says it best herself in her extra-long author's note. And so we start this story with a failing Portal Command and a failing relationship between Colonel Jack O'Neill and Doctor Samantha Carter -- if you're a fan of the pairing you might want to skip this story, although to be clear Sam isn't actually being vilified here as such.
Enough talk. This is an interesting look at a 'what if' scenario, told from Jack's point of view with all the sarcastic inner dialogue you'd expect from the guy. Also, it's Phoenix E.
...After Catherine struck out with that geek they were pinning their hopes on, what the hell was his name again? Johnson? No, that's not it. Started with J. Jackson. Yeah, Daniel Jackson. Whatever. Anyway, he was apparently their last Great White Whoop-dee-doo for figuring out what the fuck those doodles on the cover stone meant. They'd already spent two years going through every other linguistic egghead on the planet and not one of them had a clue, so when the whiz kid blew us off the whole deal was dead in the water until some genius started monkeying around, just for the hell of it, dialling in the six symbols from the coverstone and then adding a seventh from off the gate. They just kept going around the circle, dialling those same six symbols, each time ending the sequence with a different seventh symbol. It was a pretty desperate shot in the dark but by that time, they didn't have anything to lose by trying.
And damned if it didn't pay off. They finally turned the thing on, even without the assistance of the Amazing Jackson but even right up until we sent the MALP through for the first and only time, they weren't even sure what they had or what exactly the puddle led to. They suspected the doughnut was some kind of transporter type thingee because of the name, 'Door to Heaven' – you go into the pool and go…somewhere, but they didn't know for sure. That's when they brought me in, to head up the recon team. Just in case it turned out their huge, honking metal hula hoop was indeed some kind of alien passport to another world.
My orders were simple. Assess the new environment, and if any potential threats were detected, destroy the Doorway so as to prevent any hostiles from using it to return to Earth.
Blow the bastard up good.
I was right on board with the whole 'blowing the thing up' agenda. Yeah, doing a 'Doctor Strangelove' with a tactical nuke, ride 'em cowboy, destination alien immolation woulda suited me just fine. So imagine my chagrin when even though it turned out we did get to use the nuke, unfortunately I didn't get to go along for the ride.
Didn't even get off the frigging planet.
My first mission for the as yet to be named 'Portal Command', (I'm still not crazy about the name but it's a sight less embarrassing than having to say I've been assigned to 'Door Command') was also my last and my shortest mission – and assignment - on record. Never mind never actually getting to set foot through their precious Doughnut, I didn't even have time to move into my office before it was all over and done with.
We sent the MALP into the puddle and what we saw before a dog-faced dude blasted the crap out of it was some kind of temple or something, swarming with hostiles. Weird -ass looking alien guys dressed in all this armour with hawk heads. Slightly more animated, aggressive and armed versions of the squashed fossil in the vault.
General West didn't even blink – ordered the bomb through on the spot. Boom. End of story and potential threat. Sam figured the bomb took out the Door on the other side as well as a significant chunk of the planet it was sitting on, because when they tried to dial up the joint again after a couple of hours, just to be sure, it didn't work because presumably, there was nothing on the other side to connect to. Which is what the bomb was supposed to accomplish and apparently, did.
Rah rah. In one fell swoop the Earth is saved from a possible alien threat and the best chance I had to go out in a blaze of glory went bye bye as well. I was kinda pissed off about it at the time, but I've learned how to live with having to live.
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