Broken Circle
by Kym
EMAIL: kymz5@yahoo.com
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Action/Adventure, Dan & Jan
STATUS: Complete
SUMMARY: The SGC is destroyed and Daniel and Janet find themselves alone on a planet.
DISCLAIMER: Stargate SG-1 belongs to Gekko, Showtime,
MGM and a bunch of other people. I unfortunately, am
not one of them. Nobody ever makes money doing this,
including me-- but it sure is fun. No infringement was
intended.
*Running*
*Screaming*
*Orders Wrapped in Panic*
*Fear*
*Death*
Daniel woke with a start. It was the nightmares
again. Horrible, wrenching things that ripped him from
his sleep, sometimes screaming. The images were clear
enough in his memory, he hated reliving them at night.
In his mind he could still see the panic and surprise
on peoples faces as they rushed to evacuate through
the Stargate. The attack had come so suddenly- there
was no warning. Why the Goa’uld had attacked then, how
they had slipped through all of Earth’s tracking
devices, were questions left unanswered. The only
information they had was from scattered reports, all
of which related the same thing: the first Goa’uld
ship appeared in the sky a week before, bringing with
them death and destruction.
For much of the military, being conquered was new.
Daniel, however, had lived through it before. It was
the alternate universe he had once visited happening
all over again; it was what would of occurred if they
hadn’t stopped Apophis’ ships before. This time,
however, it was *his* world they attacked, and this
time *no one* could stop them. With Earth’s defenses
weakened, a second Goa’uld ship arrived, this one
concentrating on the SGC. Teal’c informed them that
when the System Lords felt at all threatened by a
planets defenses they would often split invading ships
up. The first caring the guards, the second caring the
Goa’uld for the final invasion. The fact that they had
stopped Apophis’ ships before probably caused them to
use this tactic.
The forces stationed at SGC tried to defend the base
as best they could, to buy time for others to evacuate
through the Stargate to another world. Weapons fired,
sending deafening echoes through the halls. Many died,
including Jack. SG1 had volunteered to stay behind, to
be the last to leave and to make sure the Stargate was
destroyed so no one could follow them to their new
home. They were setting charges when the Gate Room was
invaded by a lone Searpent Guard. A shot from his
staff weapon caught Jack in the side. Teal’c returned
the fire, killing the intruder, but it was to late.
Jack was dead. Daniel remembered having the inane
though of how it wasn’t like in the war movies when a
“best buddy” died. There were no parting words, no
last farewells, there was just a lifeless body and no
time to cry.
“Time for you to head out. There’s nothing you can do
for him,” Gen. Hammond spoke the order gently, as if
he knew making it an order would lessen the pain of
leaving Jack behind, dead or not.
While the others went up the ramp Daniel stayed
behind, realizing that Hammond wasn’t following
“Aren’t you coming?” he asked.
“No, someone has to make sure these charges go off,
or set them off manually if need be.”
Daniel had always admired the General’s leadership.
He also admired his patience with the unco-operative
civilian he knew he could be. There wasn’t time to let
him know he felt. He hoped a few words would say it
all “Thank you- for everything”
Hammond only nodded, but Daniel knew he understood .
“The four of you had better get a move on.”
“*The four of us.*” Daniel thought -what was left
of Sg1 and Dr. Janet Frasier, who had -“respectful
asked to not go with the group she had been assigned,
but to stay at SGC and continue in her duty of
treating the wounded”. She would leave only when the
last group, SG1, left. “*If the world still
existed,*” he mused , “*she would have gotten a
medal.*”
As they passed through the event horizon Daniel
turned back. He wasn’t quite sure why, for the
proverbial last look he guessed. The scene blurred as
he was pulled into the worm hole, but his vision was
clear enough to see Sha’re enter the gate room with a
royal guard, in what evidently was suppose to be some
kind of triumphant entrance. The gate room dissolved
in a flash of light, more light than was normal for
gate travel. Daniel knew that Gen. Hammond had
competed his self appointed mission.
What happened next had the unreal quality of a
dream, in fact the nightmares that plagued him seemed
more tangible. As hopeless as it was, his first
instinct was to return to SGC. He realized that the
Stargate there, in all likelihood, didn’t exist
anymore, making return impossible. Still, he had to
try to go to Sha’re. He remembered scanning the area
all around their Stargate looking for the DHD, but
there wasn’t one to be found. He’d said something to
Janet, he couldn’t recall what. Had he told her about
Sha’re? Had he told her about his need to try to get
back to her? It was all just a bleak haze. The only
clear thing in his memory was that Janet had been
there for him. When he finally fell to his knees
crying in exhaustion, frustration and pain of from his
loss, Janet held him close. She rocked him gently,
comforting him without words. The fact that she did
what she did really didn’t surprise him, she had
always been there for him.
He didn’t know how long she had held him, just as he
didn’t know how long it was before he realized it was
only Janet there. There was no one from SGC and, for
that matter, no other humanoid life at all. They were
not on the planet that was their original destination.
Later, when they talked about what had happened, they
came to the conclusion that the explosion must have
altered the destination of the worm hole. The Stargate
had been known to miss it’s target before because of
some kind of cataclysmic interference. It had sent Sam
and Jack to the Antarctic and it had sent SG-1 to
1969. From what they could gather, the blast from the
explosives must have caused it to miss again. They
were alone on an unknown world, with no DHD to send
them to their original target planet. That was nearly
a year ago.
Daniel shook his head to try to clear it of the past
and pull himself back to the present. The night
around him was black and chilled. The fire they’d
built earlier was dying. Picking up a stick, he
pocked at the embers to bring the them back to life.
He watched as the sparks jumped and melted into the
dark. The rising flames lit the area, allowing him to
see Janet sleeping nearby. She looked so beautiful, it
made him suddenly realize how long it had been since
he had laid with a woman he actually loved. He watched
her breasts rise and fall with each breath she took.
Daniel felt the needs he’d been trying to hide over
the past few months grow stronger. He wanted her with
a frantic passion, but he couldn’t be sure if she felt
the same. Even at SGC he had guilty yearnings, but
there had always been Sha’re, he could never betray
her. Still, he couldn’t help but care about Janet. She
was always so calm and gentle, never judging, never
asking for an explanation, not with Hathor, not with
the addiction to the Sarcophagus. But then, she was
always like that with everyone. He wouldn’t fool
himself into thinking it was anything special for
him. If he revealed his feelings to her now and she
didn’t feel the same it could shake their friendship,
possibly shattering it. He couldn’t bear that. He
would rather live with out her touch than live with
out her at all.
Janet could feel Daniel’s eyes on her. She turned to
him and thought she saw desire there, or maybe it was
just her own hope. She’d wanted him for so long. Her
urgings started on SGC. Daniel was kind with a quite
courage that she found arousing. She loved him even
then, only she could never make it know, because there
had always been Sha’re. He loved her so much. She
knew he would never betray her, not of his own free
will, not when he had control of his mind. Then, when
they arrived here and he knew she was dead, it was
as if he had died too. She held him when he wept for
her, but only as a friend. They’d held each other many
times since, but it was always out of joy, or fear or
to comfort each other. Never with heated desire. Now
it seemed things had changed, yet she needed to be
sure before she acted on her emotions. She sat up, to
look deeper in his eyes. In the light of the fire, she
could see the hunger was there.
“It’s cold,” she was hoping he would understand her
invitation.
Daniel moved to sit beside her and wrapped a blanket
around the both of them, as they had often done on
cold nights. The closeness made his craving rise. The
warmth of her body next to his and the gentile smile
she gave him made Daniel suddenly realized he was
safe, Janet would never hurt him.
He drew her up close to him, becoming intoxicated
with her fragrance. Brushing her cheek with a kiss, he
declared his love for her. She whispered to him that
she had always loved him. The revelation made him hate
the time he had wasted, but glad that they could now
be together.
Daniel kissed her and in return, she kissed him. They
enraptured in the joining- tasting, touching,
exploring their newly confessed love. Janet felt his
soft mouth move to her neck, touching sensitive nerves
that sent excited chills to secret places no one had
ever reached before, places she never new existed. She
couldn’t remember when she had felt such want. Janet
held him like a precious gift she was afraid of
losing. She caressed his arms and pressed her lips
against his eyes, his cheek, his mouth. Her tender
kisses were sweat and lingering.
Quickly they tore at each others cloths, impatient
to find what pleasures they could discover. Daniel
traced the contours of her body, stopping when his
hands cupped her nubile breasts. Her back arched as he
ran his thumb across her nipples, they were hard and
protruding. He let one hand drop to her thigh and
followed its curve to the space between her legs that
was a point of pleasure. She sighed at his touch,
becoming moist and wet and ready.
The light from the fire gave Janet’s face a sensual
glow as she ran her fingers over his chest, moving
them steadily downward, coming to rest on his arousal.
She stroked it gently, her eyes giving the promise of
something more. He kissed her deeply, and could feel a
heat grow that seemed to mirror the fire beside them.
She caressed him, causing his blood to flow, hot and
anxious. The throbbing in his groin swelled until it
grew into a pounding rhythm that spread through out
his body. He embraced Janet, pushing himself inside of
her, pulsating with the beat of that rhythm. Sounds of
pleasure came from her as they joined into one. All
around him was a blur, there was only Janet, the fire
and the rhythm.
When their love was consummated he held her in his
arms and he fell into a deep and comforting sleep, one
with out nightmares, one filled with hope.
**********************************************************
The next few months were happy ones. While exploring
their new world, they would occasionally find ruins
indicating that some form of intelligent life had at
least visited the planet and the translations kept
Daniel busy. Janet found plant life that was related
to medicinal plant life on Earth and the study of
those kept her occupied. Most important of all, they
had each other.
In the Springtime of their world they came across a
large structure that Daniel felt was built by a
civilization more advanced than the one they left
behind. The building was made out of a metal that they
couldn’t identify and held inscriptions of many
languages on every wall. In the center stood a
pedestal that resembled the DHD. Its base however, was
different and the crystal in the center was blue in
color and had a constant glow.
“What do you think was it’s purpose?” Janet asked.
“Well, the writing says something about a last hope,
I’m not sure what that means.”
They didn’t even have to discuss it, Janet knew
Daniel wanted to stay and explore their new find.
**************
Daniel held Janet close to him as he told her that
all the translations said the same thing. There was no
other answer. The pedestal in the structure he had
been studying housed some sort of combination doomsday
- time travel device. A weapon that, once activated by
the pedestal, would be sent back in time to a Gua’old
ship orbiting whatever planet was dialed into the
device. It would destroy that ship, and possibly
discourage any further invasions. He theorized that
was why there had not been a DHD at the Stargate. If
the weapon failed, there would be no home to which
they could return. If it succeeded, who ever activated
it would change the past and automatically be
transported to the changed timeline.
“I didn’t think any race had mastered time travel
yet,” Janet said.
“Teal’c told us once that the Goa’uld had
experimented with time travel. That is, he told Jack
and Jack told me. I guess whatever race built this had
mastered it.”
“So we can send this -weapon-back in time, destroy
the first ships and possibly avoid any others from
following?”
“When we destroyed Apophis’ ships before it stopped
them, for a while. If it worked before, maybe this
will work now. We could change it all, Earth will be
spared and...” he didn’t finish, but Janet knew his
thoughts and spoke them for him
“Sha’re would still be alive.”
"Yes, if Teal’c was right and she was on the second
ship.” He took both her hands in his. “If we do this
Janet, it will erase all we’ve had here. It won’t even
be a memory. We would be thrown into a different
timeline, a time back on Earth when none of this even
happened.” He kissed her quickly, with a burst of
passion. “I love you. I don’t want to loose you.”
"I know, and I don’t want to loose you, but we both
know it’s not just us we have to consider, we have to
do it Daniel, we have no choice.”
“Maybe there’s something else..”
“There is nothing else,” Janet broke him off.
“Talking about it will only makes it hurt worse. Some
things are better left unsaid. We should just do it--
we should just do it now.”
He nodded and silently pressed the symbols that
would send the weapon to Earth, stopping before
touching the center crystal. Janet understood the
reason for his hesitation. Intellectually he knew
countless lives relied on it, but his heart would see
erasing all they had become as betrayal to her; like
trading one love for another. *“Maybe,*” she
reflected, “* if we did it together it will be easier
for him, easier for us both.”* Janet’s thoughts were
interrupted by the gentle touch of Daniel’s hand on
her face
“The Hindu believe that souls are drawn together,
they encounter each other in life after life, their
paths continually crossing and parting. They believe
that love is eternal and can defy the ages. If that’s
true and we weren’t meant to be together in this life
time, I know we’ll be bound in another, because our
souls will be forever imprinted with the love we have
now.”
He drew her in close and pressed his lips to hers in
a last kiss that was as sensual as the first. While
they were linked, Janet ran her hand down his arm
stopping when her fingers held his. Clasping his hand
in hers, she raised it to the crystal. Janet could
feel herself joining with Daniel as they fell into
oblivion.
*****************************************************
It was the latest buzz of the base. A lone Goa’uld
ship mysteriously exploded just as it entered Earth’s
orbit, no one was sure how or why. Daniel had been
talking to Jack about it and had agreed to go with him
to see the radar pictures when he saw Janet. He gave a
nod and a smile, like he always did when he saw his
friend, but this time there was something distinctly
different. He felt a bond with her that wasn’t there
before, as if they had shared something that was lost.
It was a memory he couldn’t quite touch, far away yet
close, like a distant lovers voice carried in the
mist. The memory contained an unexplainable sadness.
He thought he read a sorrow in her eyes too and felt
that, at least in part, he was to blame. He thought he
should say something. *“Some things are better left
unsaid.”* The words came to him in a jolt, but from
where.
“You coming Daniel?” Jack’s voice shattered his
thoughts.
'Ya, I’m coming,” but it was difficult to break his
gaze from Janet. When he finally did, it felt as if a
part of him had died.
End
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