Life is…Prologue

 

Story Notes:

Title: Life is…

Status: WIP

Type: Drama, angst, AU

Rating: PG-13

Season: mid-season 4, shortly after “The Curse”

Author’s Note:  One of my friends on the Little Danny online group wrote the scene snippet which I’ve included as the prologue to the Life is… story.  Something about it sparked my imagination, and since she was busy with other stories, she gave me permission to hijack her plot bunny and make it my own.

 

 

 Life is Funny – by Cancer

 

             Ya know, life is funny.  I don’t mean “Funny, Ha Ha.”  No, I mean, odd, weird, that sort of funny.

             See, SG-1 was visiting PSX—umm, darn it, Carter is better at planet designations than me.  It was a planet she got all sciency excited over, and there were also rocks and chicken scratchings for Daniel to drool over.

             So, anyway, there we were.  Teal’c and I doing our perimeter patrols, bored outta our skulls.  Carter was playing happily with her toys, and Daniel was playing happily in the dirt.

             OK, you get the picture.  Things were normal, too frigging normal.  I mean, we’re SG-1.  We don’t do normal.  So, something was bound to happen.  It didn’t.  Carter finished playing with her toys, and Daniel finished playing in the dirt.  We headed back to the gate.  Daniel dialed us home.  We stepped through the event horizon.

             That’s when it all went to Netu.  SG-1, a team of four, was now a team of three point five.  Dr. Daniel Jackson had arrived back in the gate room aged twelve, according to Doc Frasier’s calculations.  A very bewildered and frightened boy of twelve.  Who didn’t know any of us and completely shut down.  The Doc says it’s a defense mechanism.  Obviously one that he developed from his time in foster care and one he automatically switched on as soon as he stepped through the gate.

             So, the situation at present is that Carter is frantically running system checks to find what happened between the time we left the planet and our arrival in the gate room.  Teal’c is beating the hell out of a punch bag.  And me?  Well, I’m currently sat beside a twelve-year-old boy who is curled up into a ball on a hospital bed, ignoring everyone and everything.

             Yeah, life is funny.   ¤

 

 

 

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Disclaimer:  The Stargate characters all belong to Gekko Film Company, Glassner/Wright Double Secret Productions, MGM-UA Worldwide Television, Showtime, Sci Fi Channel, and Stargate SG-1 Prod. Ltd. Partnership.  This fanfic is not intended to infringe on any of those rights and is meant solely for the purpose of entertainment.  All other characters, the story idea, and the story itself are the sole property of the author.