From the first draft of Fallen (SG1 J/D PG)
From the first draft of Fallen…
Summary: The script for Fallen was edited quite a bit before filming…
From the first draft of Fallen…
Summary: The script for Fallen was edited quite a bit before filming…
"Colonel--"
Jack looked up in relief. The last thing he wanted to do was explain *flocking* to an old fart in a dress. He was surprised to see Reynolds smiling.
"--We found something you might want to see."
Holy crap…
"Daniel?"
“Um…?”
“Danny!”
"Arrom?" Shamda mumbled in confusion as the young man in question fairly leaped down the steps and onto the stranger who’d come through the Chappa’ai. Arrom certainly seemed intent on getting to know the one called O’Neill.
Carter watched in amazement as Jack and Daniel took turns tearing each other’s clothes off. She looked up as Reynolds began herding his guys back out of the ruins. “We *really* can’t see this.”
Sam nodded and heard Teal’c give a quiet chuckle. Dammit, she owed him a hundred bucks. And Janet. And Siler. She pressed one hand against Shamda’s chest as he started towards the pair and noticed that Teal’c was digging in one vest pocket. She hoped it wasn’t for his digital camera, although it would serve the pair right.
It turned out to be a tube of Vaseline, which he tossed over to land next to the pair writhing on the ground. He glanced at Sam.
“It prevents chapped lips.”
“Right…” Sam glanced at Shamda before returning her gaze to her friends. Holy Hannah… the Colonel certainly was bendable for an older guy. "Arrom?" she finally remembered to ask.
Shamda’s cute little assistant nodded while slowly tilting his head to one side. "It is what we call him."
Shamda covered the younger man’s eyes while frowning. "It means ‘Naked One Who Remembers Nothing But Is Obviously Not From Around Here’."
Cutie giggled, and Shamda huffed in annoyance. “He was naked when we found him. Couldn’t remember a damned thing…”
“A rather appropriate name,” Teal’c finally replied. “…Appropriate.”
Sam wondered if Daniel had up to that point been *Shamda’s* naked one… He certainly was… agile. It would be a shame not to share a talent like that. She cringed as the Colonel made a noise that sounded kind of like an asthmatic Siamese in heat, which was followed by Daniel sort of *melting* across his chest.
“Major Carter, I believe that perhaps you should assist Jonas in his efforts to survey the ruins.” Teal’c waited a few moments. “*Samantha Carter*.”
Sam jumped and pulled her eyes from Jack and Daniel. “Yeah, some of us actually have work to do.” She began to back up and then stopped, looking at Teal’c. “Should we get them to go someplace a bit more private?”
“I do not believe that it will be necessary.”
Sam frowned and started to question the remark when Daniel sat up and smiled hugely.
“I remember *everything*!” He smiled at Teal’c who smiled in return.
“Indeed,” he replied and began to unfasten his vest.
Sam rolled her eyes and turned to Shamda and the cute one.
“You have a tent we can borrow…?”
End
Summary: The script for Fallen was edited quite a bit before filming…
From the first draft of Fallen…
Summary: The script for Fallen was edited quite a bit before filming…
"Colonel--"
Jack looked up in relief. The last thing he wanted to do was explain *flocking* to an old fart in a dress. He was surprised to see Reynolds smiling.
"--We found something you might want to see."
Holy crap…
"Daniel?"
“Um…?”
“Danny!”
"Arrom?" Shamda mumbled in confusion as the young man in question fairly leaped down the steps and onto the stranger who’d come through the Chappa’ai. Arrom certainly seemed intent on getting to know the one called O’Neill.
Carter watched in amazement as Jack and Daniel took turns tearing each other’s clothes off. She looked up as Reynolds began herding his guys back out of the ruins. “We *really* can’t see this.”
Sam nodded and heard Teal’c give a quiet chuckle. Dammit, she owed him a hundred bucks. And Janet. And Siler. She pressed one hand against Shamda’s chest as he started towards the pair and noticed that Teal’c was digging in one vest pocket. She hoped it wasn’t for his digital camera, although it would serve the pair right.
It turned out to be a tube of Vaseline, which he tossed over to land next to the pair writhing on the ground. He glanced at Sam.
“It prevents chapped lips.”
“Right…” Sam glanced at Shamda before returning her gaze to her friends. Holy Hannah… the Colonel certainly was bendable for an older guy. "Arrom?" she finally remembered to ask.
Shamda’s cute little assistant nodded while slowly tilting his head to one side. "It is what we call him."
Shamda covered the younger man’s eyes while frowning. "It means ‘Naked One Who Remembers Nothing But Is Obviously Not From Around Here’."
Cutie giggled, and Shamda huffed in annoyance. “He was naked when we found him. Couldn’t remember a damned thing…”
“A rather appropriate name,” Teal’c finally replied. “…Appropriate.”
Sam wondered if Daniel had up to that point been *Shamda’s* naked one… He certainly was… agile. It would be a shame not to share a talent like that. She cringed as the Colonel made a noise that sounded kind of like an asthmatic Siamese in heat, which was followed by Daniel sort of *melting* across his chest.
“Major Carter, I believe that perhaps you should assist Jonas in his efforts to survey the ruins.” Teal’c waited a few moments. “*Samantha Carter*.”
Sam jumped and pulled her eyes from Jack and Daniel. “Yeah, some of us actually have work to do.” She began to back up and then stopped, looking at Teal’c. “Should we get them to go someplace a bit more private?”
“I do not believe that it will be necessary.”
Sam frowned and started to question the remark when Daniel sat up and smiled hugely.
“I remember *everything*!” He smiled at Teal’c who smiled in return.
“Indeed,” he replied and began to unfasten his vest.
Sam rolled her eyes and turned to Shamda and the cute one.
“You have a tent we can borrow…?”
End