Fated Lives
by Allison
EMAIL: atsammy@home.com
Status: Work in Progress
Spoilers: None so far
Rating: Pg-13
Categary: Daniel/Janet, AU
Summary: In a universe where the 'Gate has been found, but not used for travel, two lives are fated to be together.
Disclaimer: Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.
Author Notes: Thank you to Bryn, who has been reading this since the beginning. I really appreciate it. Also, the information on the Babylonian language came from the following website:
http://www.wsu.edu/~dee/MESO/AKKAD.HTM . Also, the places in Denver and the surrounding areas in Colorado do exist. I know, I'm a frequent lurker at many of them. :-)
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Daniel was rushing through the first floor of the Denver Museum of Nature and Science, not paying attention to anything going on around him. His mind was on the artifact he'd been brought down from Chicago to see, and thus, he didn't notice the woman coming towards him until they collided. The woman fell backwards, losing hold on her binder and purse as she hit the ground. Daniel immediately started apologizing and helped her stand again. He gathered her things off of the floor and handed them to her, and it wasn’t until she had already left his sight that he realized that she had forgotten her organizer. He grabbed it off the tile floor and ran after her, but he didn't see her anywhere.
He opened the small notebook and looked for her name written anywhere. As luck would have it, her drivers license was in the front, with her name in plain view. Janet Frasier. He smiled to himself, and continued on to his temporary office. He did make a quick stop, however, at security and asked them to bring Janet Frasier up to his office if she stopped by looking for her organizer. Although it wasn't standard procedure, they agreed. With all the events going on at the museum that day (there were 14 different meetings, and 5 school tours, not to mention the regular visitors), they appreciated the help.
When he reached his office behind the dinosaur exhibit, he set the organizer in his briefcase, and then forgot about it. He spent the next five hours translating the writing on the artifact from Syria. It was and interesting artifact just because it was written in Babylonian-Akkadian Cuneiform, but it was found in Mauritania, Africa. This was an oddity because the farthest west any artifact in that language had been found in was present day Lebanon. He broke for lunch, eating it while staring at a section of text that he was having trouble deciphering, then got back to work. It was nearly 5pm when a knock on the door shattered his concentration. Blinking rapidly and pulling his brain out of the ancient language, he called out, "Come in."
The door opened and one of the security officers poked his head into the office. "That lady is here looking for her notebook. I brought her up. Hope wasn't interrupting anything."
Daniel shook his head. "No, that's fine, God knows I need a break... Send her in."
The guard backed out, and the woman from that morning came in. She murmured a "Thank you" to the guard, then looked at Daniel.
He stood, ran one hand through his mussed up hair, and held out his other hand to her. "I'm Dr. Daniel Jackson."
"Dr. Janet Frasier. They said you have my planner?" She shook his hand, looked quickly around the small office as she asked the question, then focused back on him.
"Uhh... Yeah." He turned and opened his desk drawer. "I am sorry about running into you this morning. I should have been paying more attention to where I was going, but I was caught up in this new artifact and..." He paused, taking in the look on her face, and blushed. "And... You probably don't want to hear about that." He held out the planner. "I would have left it with Security, but I don't really trust those guys."
She smiled faintly at him and took back her book. "Thank you." She looked again at his desk. "What are you working on?"
He looked up at her, shock on his face. "You really want to know?"
"Sure."
"Uhhh... Ok." He was interrupted by his stomach growling, and he looked embarrassed at her. "Sorry, I just had half a sandwich for lunch."
It was all Janet could do to concentrate during the conference. Her mind kept wandering to the guy she'd run into in the hall. She had never seen him before, but there was SOMETHING about him that would not allow her to focus on the topic at hand. When it was her turn to present, she had to force herself to speak and not stand there daydreaming. When the conference was over for the day, around 4pm, she headed for the parking lot, looking at
everyone she passed to see if it was the man from that morning.
She was almost to her hotel when she realized that she did not have her day planner. Figuring that she must have lost it that morning, she turned the car around at the next exit off I-70 and headed back for the museum. Traffic on the highway heading west was horrible, and she returned to the museum about ten minutes before it closed. She went to security, and within minutes found herself being led to a tiny office next to the dinosaurs.
It was the same man from that morning who had her planner. They introduced themselves, and he started saying something about what he'd been working on. All of her attention was focused on his mouth, and the next thing she knew he'd stopped talking and his face was turning red. She took back her book and looked again at the tablet that was on his desk, and asked, "What are you working on?"
She smiled inwardly at the flustered look on his face as he answered, "You really want to know?"
She didn't know if she really did or not, but she nodded and said, "Sure," anyway.
He started to answer when his stomach growled and he mumbled, embarrassed, something about only having had a sandwich for lunch. Before she could really think about it, she asked, "Do you want to go get something to eat? You can tell me about what you are doing over dinner."
The look of shock on his faced probably mirrored the one she was sure she was wearing herself. It took him a few seconds to respond, "All right."
It was now her turn to be embarrassed. "I uhh... I've never been to Denver before. Do you know anywhere where we can eat?"
He nodded. "I've been here twice before now. There are a couple places a few miles down on Colorado, or we could head back out to Aurora. What would you like to eat?"
She shrugged slightly, "I'm up for anything. What are the places near here?"
Daniel paused to think. "There's a Rainforest Cafe in the Cherry Creek Mall, and there is a sushi place, Noodles, and an Italian restaurant not far from the mall. I've been to the last three, they're pretty good."
"Sushi is fine with me. I'll follow you, since you know where it is."
Daniel flushed red again. "Oh... I forgot. My rental broke down this morning, I took a cab to the museum. I was planning on calling one to go back to the hotel as well."
She smiled at him, as her subconscious started jumping for joy. "I can give you a ride then. My rental car is working just fine. What hotel are you staying at?"
"The Holiday Inn at DIA. It's just off I-70..."
"I know. I'm staying there as well. A ride back there won't be a problem, since we're both there."
"Are you sure? 'Cause I can call a cab."
She smiled at him again, "It's fine. Really." She glanced around his office, then asked, "You ready to go?"
"Yeah, let me pack up." He turned to his desk and carefully picked up the stone tablet, placing it gently back into the padded container. He took a few minutes to quickly organize his notes, he would have time to do a better job later, and stuffed them into his briefcase. Making sure he had his keys, he followed her out the door, shutting off the lights and locking the door in the process. The lone security guard let them out into the warm Colorado evening.
TBC
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