Suggested Rating:  for anyone

Category:  Daniel/Janet romance

Setting:  Season 9, missing scene for “Ripple Effect”

Synopsis:  The Janet and Daniel visiting from a parallel universe share some thoughts on their predicament, and that of their counterparts

 

Author’s Comments:  I think this episode has done more to revitalize the enthusiasm, admiration, and appreciation for Dan/Jan in general of shippers everywhere!  I know my muse was pleased to get to play with this particular storyline.  Hope you enjoy.  Oh, and this hasn’t been beta-read.  So I apologize for any mistakes or the need of any glaring editorial alterations.  ; )

 

DISCLAIMER: All publicly recognizable characters and places (the Stargate SG-1 stuff) are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret Productions.  This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment only and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended.  Previously unrecognized characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author.  Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

 

 

 

RIPPLES

 

- by Michelle Lunsford (date January 2006)

 

 

 

Janet followed her guide wordlessly, trying not to be unnerved by the surprised expressions of others as they passed by.  I wonder if this is how it feels being a ghost, she wondered, trying unsuccessfully to make light of the situation.

 

Eventually they arrived at a closed door.  The SF opened it and she offered a habitual “thank you” as she stepped past the guard into the room.

 

“Finally,” Daniel exclaimed as he saw her.  “I thought they would never bring you back, despite General Landry’s assurances.”

 

She could tell from his body language that he’d been pacing, and he wasted no time in moving around the small table in the room to reach her side.  The door closed behind her and she looked up at him.  As expected, there was worry and questioning in his eyes.  But all he said was, “Well?”

 

“I know now why they separated me from you two,” Janet answered simply.  The implications of her statement, and all that she had learned, had already begun settling on her some time before.  But now that she was here, alone with her Daniel and Teal’c, the significance of it all overwhelmed her and she felt her knees go weak.  “I think I better sit down,” she added, reaching for the chair.

 

“Are you unwell?” Teal’c asked as he helped her maneuver into the seat.

 

“No,” she assured.  “But I’ve just received some pretty big news about what’s going on.”  She turned to glance at Daniel, who had taken the seat beside her.  “And about something of a more personal nature.”

 

“What is it?” Daniel asked, reaching for her hand.

 

She welcomed the familiar touch, squeezing his fingers slightly in an effort to steady herself.  “Apparently we are no longer in our reality.  This is a parallel universe.  There are, in fact, several SG teams here, and all are from a different universe.  But in this reality, it’s seems that I…”  She took a deep breath, attempting to steel herself further, but at the last moment she glanced down at their hands, unable to meet Daniel’s eyes.  “Their Janet died, two years ago.”

 

Silence hung heavy for a moment before Daniel finally spoke.  “Let me guess.  So Landry took you for what, some kind of little reunion with this reality’s SG-1?”

 

His tone sounded harshly accusatory, but she knew it was only because he’d been worried about her and their unknown situation here.  If things had been reversed, he would have appreciated the opportunity to see her again, just as she knew this reality’s Daniel had been.

 

“Yes.  But it’s okay.  Landry is only thinking of his people.  Besides, they were able to brief me about what’s going on.  And considering what is going it, it’s no surprise they haven’t sent anyone to talk to you yet and explain the details.  I’m sure their personnel are very busy trying to handle things.”

 

She shared all that she’d learned then.  They deduced that Martouf – who also hadn’t been returned to them – had offered to assist Sam, who was no doubt working to find a solution to the problem.  Teal’c even suggested that if multiple SG teams had arrived on this earth, then no doubt multiple Samantha Carters were all helping in this endeavor.  But neither of them seemed any more pleased than she had been about the prospect of not being able to return to their earth.

 

“What will happen if someone doesn’t find a solution?” Daniel finally asked.

 

Janet grimaced.  “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.  We’ve got to get back and work on finding that cure.  In fact, this SGC might even be able to help us in that regard.  They were able to find a cure for the same Ori plague here.  And what interaction I’ve had with these people so far tells me they are enough like our own SGC that we can trust them.  They’ll do the best they can to get us home.”

 

Daniel’s eyebrows rose slightly behind his glasses.  Janet wasn’t surprised at his skepticism.  After all, he’d been very irate when the general had insisted on separating her and Martouf from the rest of their team.  But she still trusted her instincts.  The Daniel and Teal’c she’d recently spoken with had help allay her fears.

 

Suddenly the door swung open and the same SF who had accompanied her peered inside.  “I’ve been instructed to see if there’s anything you need,” he said in a reasonably friendly voice.  “If you’d like to come with me, we can see about getting you something to eat.”

 

The thought of moving through those halls again, and having everyone staring at her, was more than Janet felt up to at the moment.  “Is it alright if I remain in the room?” she asked.  “I’m feeling a little tired.”

 

The SF nodded affirmatively.  “So long as you agree not to leave this room unescorted, ma’am.”

 

“Of course.”

 

“I think I’ll stay too,” Daniel added.  “Teal’c, why don’t you just bring us back a little something, okay?”

 

“Very well.”  The Jaffa gave a slight nod and then stepped out into the hall.

 

She’d barely registered the sound of the door clicking shut before Daniel asked her, “Is there anything about all this you’re not telling me?”

 

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she shook her head.

 

“It’s just that… you seem a little shook up,” he explained, squeezing her hand.  “More so than just normal concern about the situation and all.”

 

Janet sighed.  “I suppose I am shook up.  I mean, it isn’t every day that someone tells you you’re dead.”

 

Unexpectedly she felt tears prickling at the corner of her eyes.  She bit her lower lip in an attempt to fight it, but it was no good.  As soon as Daniel saw her reaction, he reached for her.  And the moment she gave in and settled into his arms, the tears began to flow.

 

“Oh Daniel, I wish you could have seen their faces when they walked in and saw me.”

 

“It’s okay,” he soothed, gently running a hand against the back of her hair.

 

She withdrew a little, so she could look up at him.  “It was almost as if… well, I can easily imagine that the expression on that Daniel’s face was exactly how you would have looked if it had been you standing there instead.”

 

For the first time since this all began Janet saw some of Daniel’s irritation regarding their predicament begin to drain from his face.  He smiled sympathetically and ran a thumb lightly across her cheek, wiping away the dampness.

 

“Then I’m sure that must have been very difficult for him,” Daniel said softly.  “Seeing you again, despite being a good thing, must have also brought back a lot of painful memories.”

 

She nodded, leaning into him again.  “He told me how it happened.  It was the mission to P3X.  Only in their reality a stray staff blast hit Janet and killed her instantly.”  She nuzzled a little closer against his chest.  “And he was right there with her when it happened.”

 

“Dear God,” Daniel breathed, his arms pulling her nearer still.

 

They sat silent for a while, each lost in thought.

 

“Do you suppose…?”

 

Although Daniel didn’t finish his question, Janet felt pretty confident she knew what he was getting at.  Although they did survive P3X, it had been a harrowing mission.  And the near death of Wells, an airman with a new baby on the way, had made them both realize the absurdity of continuing to dance around the issue of their feelings regarding one another.  They’d finally decided to act on those feelings, and had been married less than a year later.

 

“I don’t know for sure,” Janet answered softly.  “But I can say that he did have feelings for her.  I could see it, in his eyes and in the way he spoke about her.”

 

A few additional heartbeats of silence passed before Daniel asked what she knew he would next.

 

“And did you tell him anything about us?”

 

“No,” she admitted.  She still felt a little guilty about that, but it had seemed the best way.  “I could only imagine it adding to his regret.”

 

“Hmmm.”

 

Something in Daniel’s response had been non-committal enough that Janet pulled back again to look at him.

 

“I understand what you mean,” Daniel said to her unspoken inquiry.  “And I even agree with you, to a point.  But on the other hand, I think that if the situation were reversed, and I had lost you, then I might be able to find comfort in the thought that you were alive and happy somewhere else.  To know that you’d found love and happiness, even if not expressly with me – yes, I could find some comfort in that.”

 

A tiny smile pulled at the corner of her mouth and she reached up to lovingly caress the side of his face.  “You never cease to amaze me, Daniel Jackson.”  Then she leaned forward, placing a light kiss on his lips.

 

He returned the smile, but it soon turned melancholy.  “I am sorry for him, because I know just how much he’s lost.  But I’m glad he’s at least been given this gift of seeing you again, even if it’s not truly his Janet.”

 

He cocked his head slightly, in that way she knew he did whenever following a train of thought all the way to its conclusion.

 

“And, in the end, I imagine you wouldn’t need to say anything to him about us anyway.  Because if he’s half as smart as I think he is,” and here the smile returned again with a glimpse of its original authenticity, “then all he has to do is take one look at you to see how happy you are.  And then he knows.”

 

“I love you,” she whispered.

 

“And I love you.”

 

She welcomed the warmth of his presence as he wrapped his arms around her.  She did feel sorry for the other Daniel too.  But she couldn’t help being grateful that, in her reality, things had worked out in their favor.  “And I’m so thankful we’re together, Daniel.”

 

“Me too, Sweetheart.  Me too.”

 

 

~ THE END ~

 

 

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