[Stargate: Drabble] "Face to Face" [G]
Title: Face to Face
Prompt: writerverse challenge #20 quick fic #7 (‘alternate realities’)
Word Count: 148
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Summary: SG-1 come face to face with… themselves, kind of.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Face to Face
After contact with two separate alternate realities where Sam had never joined the military, it was still something of a shock to come face-to-face with this SG-1.
“This is fascinating,” said Major Jackson, standing a foot away from Daniel, who was staring at him with an equal amount of interest. “Colonel, do you have any idea how amazing this is?”
“Nope,” drawled Colonel Carter. “But I’m sure Jack will tell us.”
“But it is!” protested Dr. O’Neill, pushing his glasses back up his nose. “Quantum physics, ma’am. Real, actual proof of alternate realities. If the rest of the scientific community could know about this-”
“-which they probably can’t, because your program is classified,” Jack interrupted. Then, he frowned and looked back at Sam. “Is this as weird to you as it is to me?”
Sam smiled, looking back at the two teams’ identical Teal’cs. “Oh, yes.”
THE END
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Prompt: writerverse challenge #20 quick fic #7 (‘alternate realities’)
Word Count: 148
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Summary: SG-1 come face to face with… themselves, kind of.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Face to Face
After contact with two separate alternate realities where Sam had never joined the military, it was still something of a shock to come face-to-face with this SG-1.
“This is fascinating,” said Major Jackson, standing a foot away from Daniel, who was staring at him with an equal amount of interest. “Colonel, do you have any idea how amazing this is?”
“Nope,” drawled Colonel Carter. “But I’m sure Jack will tell us.”
“But it is!” protested Dr. O’Neill, pushing his glasses back up his nose. “Quantum physics, ma’am. Real, actual proof of alternate realities. If the rest of the scientific community could know about this-”
“-which they probably can’t, because your program is classified,” Jack interrupted. Then, he frowned and looked back at Sam. “Is this as weird to you as it is to me?”
Sam smiled, looking back at the two teams’ identical Teal’cs. “Oh, yes.”
THE END
Current Mood:
crappy