Routine Mission blues-- and a way to cure them
Jack and Jonas are both injured while on a mission off world. During their re-coop time, Jack teaches Jonas a new sport. I have lots of ideas to keep the plot rolling, so please read and review, and let me know if I should continue on or scrap this one and start over.
Rating- PG
Author- urdreamkeeper
Email- [email protected]
Category- general/humor/angst
Season- 6 since Jonas is in it
Disclaimer- I own no part of Stargate or it's characters, so please don't sue! I just wanted to see our heroes engage in a little extra curricular activity after a not so routine mission that's all.
"Sir, this is Carter, please respond. Over?"
Nothing since the Colonel's last transmission thirty minutes ago. Well, this was just perfect, Sam thought to herself. What had started out as a wonderful day, and a very uneventful mission, was ending in typical SG-1 fashion-- eventful. Sighing and feeling her body prepare for action, Sam keyed her radio again.
"Teal'c, are you monitoring? The colonel isn't responding on his radio, and I am having just as hard a time trying to raise Jonas as the Colonel was."
"I am aware of the situation Major Carter, what is your location?"
"I'm about three clicks due south of you Teal'c. I have just left a uh.. forest of sorts, and I am standing at the top of some pretty tough looking cliffs. This might be the way to the cave that Jonas was referring to. I think something has happened to them, and if this is the way that they were headed, then I definitely have something to worry about."
Sam stood at the top of the cliffs looking down at a jagged drop off, with numerous routes and paths all the way to the bottom.
"Understood Major carter, I will reach your location in approximately twenty minutes."
"Okay Teal'c. I can't really do anything else until you get here, so I am going to do a little bit of recon, and meet you at the top of these cliffs in twenty minutes or so. Copy that?"
"Agreed."
The radio's silence wasn't very comforting, so Sam took off in a westerly direction scouting the area for any signs of Colonel O'Neill or Jonas. She was beginning to understand the Colonel's skepticism whenever SG-1 was slated for a routine mission. They never had just a routine mission. They could never just get samples and go. They could never just set up a remote observatory of another planet's .... whatever the SGC was paying for that week to be observed, and go. It was usually the routine missions that got one of her three favorite companions in some sort of trouble. Well two favorite companions anyway. Jonas was kind of growing on her, and he didn't seem to get himself in near as much trouble as Daniel used to. She continued on for another eight minutes until she heard a scream of perfect agony coming from somewhere below her.
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//I am not babysitting him today, I swear to God. I'll give him one thing, he's about as persistent as Daniel was when it comes to rocks and caves and writings. Damn sunny day, mineral survey, routine mission. From now on, we are not classifying our missions as routine. We are finding a new word for missions that don't involve unfriendly fire. //
Jack chased after Jonas silently grumbling to himself. He was SO enjoying watching Carter collect her samples. He enjoyed watching Carter do anything. He even imagined watching Carter... never mind. Jonas had the worst timing, too. Just as he had parked himself beside some kind of a tree-like thing, and had started to doze, his newest alien comrade had come over the radio exclaiming gleefully something about writings, and a cave. By the time Jack had caught up to Jonas, the athletic man was already most of the way down the cliff, weaving his way through the ledges and slipping his way down to what could only be the cave he had so briefly babbled about on the radio.
"Jonas, this is O'Neill. I am at the edge of the hill and I see where you are headed, and I am NOT authorizing you to go in there, over."
"Colonel, just give me ten minutes okay? The markings on the altar we saw when we came through the Stargate were Goa'uld as I said, and although this planet seems to be deserted, I think there might be......."
The radio hissed static as O'Neill watched Jonas enter the cave. The transmission was no longer audible. Whatever elements made up this planet, apparently they were too strong for Sg-1's radio transmitters to contend with.
Sighing, Jack keyed his radio to hail Carter and Teal'c.
//I should have zatted him and tied him to that tree-thing until Carter was done with her survey. //
"Teal'c, Carter, this is O'Neill, copy?"
"Colonel, is everything okay?"
"I am here O'Neill."
"Yeah uh.. Listen up. Jonas just decided he doesn't like his spot on SG-1. So after I fetch him, and we head back to the SGC, don't let me forget to remind Hammond about a replacement."
"Did Jonas take off again sir?" Carter was smiling, he could hear it.
"I believe Jonas Quinn is quite content being a member of SG-1 O'Neill. Why would he require a replacement?"
" Because Teal'c, I am going to break his legs so he can't run away from me again. Does that answer your question Carter? Teal'c, you stay with the Stargate, and the survey and sample equipment. Carter, you head in my direction. South, until you come to a big, honkin' pile of rocks, and then west, got it?"
"Understood sir!"
//She said that with way too much amusement. I can't believe she thinks this is funny. I am going to miss the Avalanche vs. Black hawks game tonight, and I know it. //
" I will wait here for further instruction O'Neill".
" Roger that. Over and out." Jack started the not too steady descent down to the cave where he saw Jonas go in.
The path was treacherous, and several times along the way, Jack found himself on his butt, cursing at Jonas every time.
//How in the Hell did he get down here so fast? WITHOUT breaking his ass? That's okay, at least I'll have that satisfaction for myself if I ever get down there in one piece. I wish carter would hurry up, this would be a lot more fun if she was falling on her ass too. //
Jack made it to the opening of the cave and tried Jonas again on the radio. Nothing except for the static that had become infuriatingly familiar in the time since Jonas had disobeyed his order to not explore the cave.
Jack took his flashlight from his gear and started in towards the darkness, calling Jonas's name.
Jack and Jonas are both injured while on a mission off world. During their re-coop time, Jack teaches Jonas a new sport. I have lots of ideas to keep the plot rolling, so please read and review, and let me know if I should continue on or scrap this one and start over.
Rating- PG
Author- urdreamkeeper
Email- [email protected]
Category- general/humor/angst
Season- 6 since Jonas is in it
Disclaimer- I own no part of Stargate or it's characters, so please don't sue! I just wanted to see our heroes engage in a little extra curricular activity after a not so routine mission that's all.
"Sir, this is Carter, please respond. Over?"
Nothing since the Colonel's last transmission thirty minutes ago. Well, this was just perfect, Sam thought to herself. What had started out as a wonderful day, and a very uneventful mission, was ending in typical SG-1 fashion-- eventful. Sighing and feeling her body prepare for action, Sam keyed her radio again.
"Teal'c, are you monitoring? The colonel isn't responding on his radio, and I am having just as hard a time trying to raise Jonas as the Colonel was."
"I am aware of the situation Major Carter, what is your location?"
"I'm about three clicks due south of you Teal'c. I have just left a uh.. forest of sorts, and I am standing at the top of some pretty tough looking cliffs. This might be the way to the cave that Jonas was referring to. I think something has happened to them, and if this is the way that they were headed, then I definitely have something to worry about."
Sam stood at the top of the cliffs looking down at a jagged drop off, with numerous routes and paths all the way to the bottom.
"Understood Major carter, I will reach your location in approximately twenty minutes."
"Okay Teal'c. I can't really do anything else until you get here, so I am going to do a little bit of recon, and meet you at the top of these cliffs in twenty minutes or so. Copy that?"
"Agreed."
The radio's silence wasn't very comforting, so Sam took off in a westerly direction scouting the area for any signs of Colonel O'Neill or Jonas. She was beginning to understand the Colonel's skepticism whenever SG-1 was slated for a routine mission. They never had just a routine mission. They could never just get samples and go. They could never just set up a remote observatory of another planet's .... whatever the SGC was paying for that week to be observed, and go. It was usually the routine missions that got one of her three favorite companions in some sort of trouble. Well two favorite companions anyway. Jonas was kind of growing on her, and he didn't seem to get himself in near as much trouble as Daniel used to. She continued on for another eight minutes until she heard a scream of perfect agony coming from somewhere below her.
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//I am not babysitting him today, I swear to God. I'll give him one thing, he's about as persistent as Daniel was when it comes to rocks and caves and writings. Damn sunny day, mineral survey, routine mission. From now on, we are not classifying our missions as routine. We are finding a new word for missions that don't involve unfriendly fire. //
Jack chased after Jonas silently grumbling to himself. He was SO enjoying watching Carter collect her samples. He enjoyed watching Carter do anything. He even imagined watching Carter... never mind. Jonas had the worst timing, too. Just as he had parked himself beside some kind of a tree-like thing, and had started to doze, his newest alien comrade had come over the radio exclaiming gleefully something about writings, and a cave. By the time Jack had caught up to Jonas, the athletic man was already most of the way down the cliff, weaving his way through the ledges and slipping his way down to what could only be the cave he had so briefly babbled about on the radio.
"Jonas, this is O'Neill. I am at the edge of the hill and I see where you are headed, and I am NOT authorizing you to go in there, over."
"Colonel, just give me ten minutes okay? The markings on the altar we saw when we came through the Stargate were Goa'uld as I said, and although this planet seems to be deserted, I think there might be......."
The radio hissed static as O'Neill watched Jonas enter the cave. The transmission was no longer audible. Whatever elements made up this planet, apparently they were too strong for Sg-1's radio transmitters to contend with.
Sighing, Jack keyed his radio to hail Carter and Teal'c.
//I should have zatted him and tied him to that tree-thing until Carter was done with her survey. //
"Teal'c, Carter, this is O'Neill, copy?"
"Colonel, is everything okay?"
"I am here O'Neill."
"Yeah uh.. Listen up. Jonas just decided he doesn't like his spot on SG-1. So after I fetch him, and we head back to the SGC, don't let me forget to remind Hammond about a replacement."
"Did Jonas take off again sir?" Carter was smiling, he could hear it.
"I believe Jonas Quinn is quite content being a member of SG-1 O'Neill. Why would he require a replacement?"
" Because Teal'c, I am going to break his legs so he can't run away from me again. Does that answer your question Carter? Teal'c, you stay with the Stargate, and the survey and sample equipment. Carter, you head in my direction. South, until you come to a big, honkin' pile of rocks, and then west, got it?"
"Understood sir!"
//She said that with way too much amusement. I can't believe she thinks this is funny. I am going to miss the Avalanche vs. Black hawks game tonight, and I know it. //
" I will wait here for further instruction O'Neill".
" Roger that. Over and out." Jack started the not too steady descent down to the cave where he saw Jonas go in.
The path was treacherous, and several times along the way, Jack found himself on his butt, cursing at Jonas every time.
//How in the Hell did he get down here so fast? WITHOUT breaking his ass? That's okay, at least I'll have that satisfaction for myself if I ever get down there in one piece. I wish carter would hurry up, this would be a lot more fun if she was falling on her ass too. //
Jack made it to the opening of the cave and tried Jonas again on the radio. Nothing except for the static that had become infuriatingly familiar in the time since Jonas had disobeyed his order to not explore the cave.
Jack took his flashlight from his gear and started in towards the darkness, calling Jonas's name.