Chapter Nine

Comfortable accommodations turned out to be fit for a Queen.  They were taken to a moderate sized home that was very ornately decorated and had several items of plush furniture.  It also had a maid and a butler or as Daniel thought of them; spies.  The man was young, hardly a man at all no more than a boy.  “What’s your name?”

“Hahn.” The young man replied. “How may I serve you, Lord Daniel?”

“You?” Daniel asked the maid as they stood in the living room with its roaring fire and gold couches.

“Hannah.” She replied. “Hahn is my brother.” 

She wasn’t very old either.  “Go to your quarters.” Daniel told them and they followed his order without questioning.  The place could be bugged for all he knew and Daniel started looking around with a keen eye for anything that looked like a microphone or camera.  He wasn’t the only one, Ares was already picking things up and looking for monitoring devices.

Annie was just about jumping out of her skin as she shifted from one foot to the other trying to stay in one place. “Anything?”

“Any…” Daniel stopped and took in the look on her face. Annie knew what they were looking for and so did Calla and John Waston.  “I don’t know.”

Damn it!  “Mom, maybe we should find the bathroom and the bedrooms?” Annie asked in an almost falsely cheerful voice.

Calla didn’t want to go wandering around this house and she didn’t have to use the bathroom.  The bathroom.  “Yes, that’s a wonderful idea.”  She took Annie’s arm and they wandered through the house looking for the bathrooms and bedrooms.  They found a bathroom on the first floor but it was too close to where Hahn and Hannah had wandered off to.  Slowly they went up the large staircase to explore the second floor where each of the four bedrooms had its own bathroom.  They looked in each room and made remarks on the décor as they went.  In the third bathroom Annie closed the door after they walked in. She looked around the small room for anything at all that looked like a listening or visual device and found nothing. She even stood on the toilet and inspected the ceiling tiles before she set her bag down on the counter and opened it.  “They drugged him,” she whispered. “I know they did. He looked terrible.”  Annie looked around again and even slid the mirrors aside on the medicine cabinet in front of them, still she found nothing out of the ordinary. “Nicky hasn’t been sick one day since we’ve been together except for that shit…that Xerinium shit…that made him…” Annie stopped and held the vial of Nicholas’ Ichor tight in her hand. “Sorry, Mom.”

“It’s obvious they know about that,” Calla returned interested to see what Annie was going to do with the Ichor. “Don’t apologize. It’s history.” Bad history to be sure but history nonetheless.  “How do they know?”

Annie shook the vial in her hand a few times and then took a small silver machine from the black bag. “David?” It seemed logical. He was the only person who had fairly close contact with Ambassador A’lena when SG-1 was here last. Maybe he said something.

“No,” Calla shook her head. “David wouldn’t tell them that. It’s not exactly casual conversation, is it?” Catching sight of herself in her Queenly garb in the mirror she stepped back and away from Annie who was starting her work and took the sprigs of babies breath and pins from her hair.  “I don’t think David knows about…about you. About what happened that night, he didn’t see you and I never told him or Daniel for that matter.”  That meant Jack and Sam were also out. They wouldn’t know about Annie either.  It was quite the puzzle.  “I don’t mean to bother you while you’re working but would you be a dear?” Calla held one hand out to Annie while she pointed downward with the other. Annie took her arm so Calla could take off the high heeled shoes she’d been wearing all day. “Oh that’s better.” She said with relief as her stocking feet settled on the cool floor and she wiggled her toes to stretch them.

Annie opened the vial of Ichor and dipped in a small tube with a bulb end to suck out a small amount which she then placed on the tray on the silver machine which was a miniature mass spectrometer.  Suddenly it sprang to life and let out a short series of beeps as a red light went back and forth across the screen and numbers which made no sense to Calla scrolled by on the display screen. “How are you feeling? You really should leave here after your meeting tomorrow.” Calla looked tired and worn.  “Come on, that’ll take a while, let’s find something more comfortable for both of us.”  In the bedroom they found nightgowns, robes and slippers which they changed into. Calla very carefully hung up the gown so as not to wrinkle it because she’d be wearing it again tomorrow. It was good to be out of it and the slip and the damn shoes. She almost felt human again well if it wasn’t for the light feeling in her head and the fact that she couldn’t seem to focus on anything.  Annie took Calla’s vitals and then a small amount of Ichor from her. “I just want to make sure you’re ok.  Nick’s right you really shouldn’t be here.”

“The core is deep.” Calla said and hoped she sounded confident.  Nicholas took the compound to ward off the libidinous effects of the miniscule amount of Xerinium which rose up from the planet’s core. It wasn’t something meant to ward off the poisonous effects because as far as the SGC scientists could ascertain the amount of the heavy metal was not enough to be toxic to a normal healthy Olympian.  “I’m fine. How are you holding up?”

“Hangin’ in there,” Annie said with a smile. 

“I’ll have him home to you by tomorrow night, I promise.” Calla said and put her hand over Annie’s. “It’ll be all right.”

“There you are,” Daniel said from the doorway. “I thought you were going to come back downstairs.” There she was all right, his Wife. She didn’t look like Queen Calla any more, no not the Ruler of Altair Ain or Leader of the Olympians, not regal. Now she was just Calla Jackson worried Wife of Daniel and Mother of the currently imprisoned Nicholas Jackson.

The thought of going back down the stairs made Calla’s knee cry out in protest. “Do you mind if we stay here?”

“Lady Calla…” John Watson began as he came into the room and then quickly turned and walked out upon seeing the ladies in their night attire. “Excuse me, I’m sorry.”

“It’s all right President Watson come in.” Calla said to him. “Where’s Father?”

“Still, ah, looking around the place.” Daniel said and smiled. Ares was still looking for anything out of the ordinary and Daniel didn’t doubt the old man wouldn’t let a single crack or crevice escape his attention.

“I see.” Calla looked at the President of UCOE. “What can you do for you, Mr. President?”

Knowing he was in the presence of several powerful people he walked over the threshold to stand by the bed where Calla was sitting. “You can start by calling me John.”

“And you can call me Calla.”

“Well,” he said in a fairly loud voice as he looked around the room, “to tell you the truth I’m a little perturbed at being left out of this meeting tomorrow.”

“I promise I will not speak for Earth and I will tell you every detail.” Calla assured him. “I don’t know why Sovereign Nibor will only meet with Father and me. I will do everything that I can to ensure Earth receives their end of this bargain.” She promised.

A large figure blocked out the light coming from the hallway. “These things are all over this house!” Ares roared and dropped a rather heavy sack to the floor with a loud thud. He bent over and opened it taking out two of the familiar fertility statues.

“They’re all over this planet.” Daniel countered.

“Are they?  Are you aware that they’re all made of Xerinium?” Ares challenged and then snorted.

“That’s what I thought, thank you, Father.” The little statues were everywhere and even though she hadn’t been here very long each time she was near one of them her head felt a little lighter and her stomach knotted up as though she were about to orgasm although she had not been touched.

Daniel’s mouth dropped open in a little ‘o’ as light dawned on him.  Those statues, there were six of them in that blasted room!  He was duped into having sex with those women.  Nicholas probably was as well.  He looked over at Calla who was looking up at him with sad eyes.  She looked away from him after a moment and addressed John Watson. “I’m sorry to trouble you with manual labor but, John, would you be so kind as to take that sack away from my Father? Would you kindly take it outside?”

“Outside?” Ares blasted.

“They don’t belong to us, Father,” Calla said softly, “we can’t just destroy them but if they’re outside, far away from the house, they shouldn’t bother us.”

John Watson bent to put his hand on the sack and then stood up again. “I thought only the core of this planet was made of that stuff.”

“Ummm.” Ares intoned. “There must be at least one deposit much closer to the surface that you were lead to believe.” He took in the look on the man’s face. “What’s the matter? Is too heavy for you?”

“It won’t hurt you.” Annie said to the UCOE President. “It doesn’t affect humans at all.”

With that bit of reassurance John Watson hoisted the sack and flung it over his back.  “I trust we’ll talk in the morning before your meeting?”

“Of course,” Calla told him. “Good night, John.”

“Did you get all of them?” Daniel asked Ares and from the other room something started to beep.

“That’s it, it’s ready.” Annie said and took a deep breath before she walked back into the bathroom.

“You might want to grab those and toss them out a window.” Ares pointed to the four statues, two sets on each nightstand by the bed, of Brigid and Cernunnos.

Opening the window closest to the bed Daniel took Ares’ advice and tossed the four statues to the grass below before sitting on the bed next to Calla and taking her hand. “What’s Annie doing?”

“Testing Nicholas’ Ichor.” Calla held her hand to her forehead. “What do we do if they drugged him?  How do I go through with this treaty knowing these people can’t be trusted?”

Daniel put his arm around her shoulders and drew her in close to place a soft kiss on her cheek. “Tough being the Queen and the Wife and the Mother.” He smiled for her and took her hand.  “We’ll figure a way out.”

“I knew it!” Annie cried out from the bathroom and soon appeared in the bedroom. “There’s in Xerinium in his system.”

That wasn’t news. “There’s bound to be some.” Daniel said holding Calla a little closer as she went rigid in his arms.

“Not this high,” Annie said and handed over the machine. “For it to be that high he would have had to ingest it.”

They gave me a pill.

Nick’s voice rang in Daniel’s head. “I see.”

Calla moved away from him and took a hard look. “You know something. What is it?”

The following twenty minutes were twenty of the most painful, embarrassing and excruciating minutes of Daniel’s life as he sat there explaining to his Wife and his daughter in-law about DNA samples and the Sengul’s most interesting way of extracting them. While the detail he went into was, well, very detailed, Daniel left out the part about him actually having sex with the two women who’d been sent to arouse him.  He didn’t have to say it, Kitty already knew. She knew it just a few moments after he walked in the door upon returning home.  Daniel told about Nick being sick the day of the kiva and how he couldn’t remember the night before, what he’d done or even how he’d gotten back to where they were staying.

Annie looked horrified as the color drained from her face. “Then he could have done it.” She said and sadly shook her head. Even if Nick hadn’t forced himself on however many women there had been he’d still had sex with them. It was doubtless they were all younger and prettier than she was.  For some time now Annie and Calla had been contending with the same problem; they were growing older while their Husbands remained in the pink of youth.

“No,” Calla whispered and held a little tighter to Daniel’s hand. “I know it’s hard to understand but Nicholas loves you with all his heart, I know he does. Whatever happened it was because they seduced him and they drugged him. He did not force them.”

“No? Look what he did to you under the influence of that stuff.” Annie scoffed and then felt instantly sorry. She shouldn’t have said that. There was no reason to hurt Calla over this.

Daniel winced a little as Calla’s little hand squeezed down around his a bit harder but her voice remained calm and light when she spoke. “It wasn’t the Xerinium, Annie, it was his anger and Nicholas isn’t angry any more. Whatever happened it’s because they wanted it to they forced him.”

That was a concept that was a little hard to take given Nick’s size and strength. His looks? They must have been crawling all over him. Women always looked at Nick no matter where they went or how close they were they looked at him, winked at him, blew him kisses as they passed by.  A few times they’d even slipped him their phone numbers right there in front of her.  Nick always threw them out but it always bothered Annie and made her feel inferior.  “I don’t know.”

“In your heart you do.” Calla rose to her feet and walked over to Annie. “He loves you and only you.” She looked down at the machine. “Can you print that out? Give me something I can take to my meeting tomorrow.”

“Leverage.” Daniel remarked from behind her.

“The truth is always the best leverage.” Calla returned but her heart broke for Annie as much as it did for herself. Both of their men had been unfaithful and after so many years together it was a jagged little pill to swallow.  “We’ll get him home and you’ll straighten everything out.”

“It’ll be fine, huh?”

“Eventually, yes, it will.” Calla gave Annie a hug. “I love you too, Annie. I’m always here if you want to talk or scream or whatever.”

Annie kissed Calla’s cheek and bid them both a good night saying she’d have a print out for them in the morning.   “Poor dear.” Calla sighed.

“Yeah,” Daniel agreed quietly. “Now what about you? Aren’t we going to talk about this?”

“No.” Daniel always wanted to talk and pick things apart.  Calla knew everything she needed to and any more details would just add insult to injury at this point. She stood in front of him and took his hands in hers. “I love you, Daniel. Do you still love me?”

“Always,” he said quickly, “I love you, Kitty.” Daniel held her hands to his cheeks. “I’m so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you.”

“Then nothing else matters.” Calla whispered and brought his hands to her lips. “You and me, we can do anything, remember?”

Daniel felt a wave of relief wash over him. Yes, he remembered. “You and me.” He agreed as he watched her bend down to kiss him. Her lips brushed over his making them tingle.  Calla might be older now but she was quite the Cougar, still beautiful, still the seductress and the Goddess.  “I want to make love to you.”  More than anything that was what he wanted at this exact moment in time but maybe she wasn’t ready to forgive him just that much. “Please? I missed you so much.”

Calla’s eyes, still deep green and luminous as emeralds, stare back at him with a glimmer he hadn’t seen in a long time. “Not as much as I missed you.”

The tone of her voice told him everything he needed to know; she was playful tonight and up for a round of I-Got-You-Last.  It had been years since they’d played that particularly delightful game.  “Did you? I don’t think so I think I missed you more.” Daniel cradled the back of her silver-fire head with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist while he kissed her and brought her down to the bed. Nuzzled firmly against him Calla’s lips faded away from his only to find the nape of his neck as her fingertips found the hem of his shirt and pulled it over him slowly. Those soft fingertips bending and flexing, grabbing at his flesh as they went bringing desire and arousal with them while his own hands stroked her hair and explored her back. The shirt slid over his head as she started sliding down him. Kissing her way down his torso she arrived at his waist and settled on her knees on the floor, she undid the belt, the clasp, the zipper and then stripped the slacks and the boxers away from him. Calla nuzzled her cheek against his outer thigh and planted small kisses on it while she slid off his shoes and then his socks before the slacks finally hit the floor.  Her tongue began gliding around his inner thigh as she breathed in Daniel’s scent and found it to be free of any strange odor which might offend her.  He was already hard and standing at the ready when she took him into the palm of her hand and stared up at him from between his legs her tongue now wetting her lips. 

Daniel stared back at her quite aware of that certain gleam in her eyes. Not only was she about to forgive him for his transgression she was about to remind him that there wasn’t a woman in the universe like her and how goddamn lucky he was to have her.  As her mouth descended down and enveloped his hard tender cock, Daniel’s back arched and came up off the bed when her tongue slowly made its way from the bottom of his shaft to the tip. His eyes rolled back in his head as he drew in a deep breath and let it out. “My girl, I love you, Kitty.” He sighed his body prickling stem to stern and his head spinning off to somewhere where the world just didn’t matter.

**

Ares was downstairs wandering the sleeping house when he suddenly broke out in a heavy bead of sweat and his cock stood painfully at attention. 

In his bedroom, President Watson found himself in a similar predicament as he rolled over with a heavy woody and tried to will it away. He didn’t have any idea of why he suddenly became so intensely aroused when all he’d been doing was laying here hoping all went well tomorrow and trying to get some sleep.

Annie, sitting at her makeshift little laboratory in her chosen bedroom suddenly felt flush. Like Ares she knew what it was but it took her a while to understand why it was so strong. Annie lived with Daniel and Calla along time and when they made love anyone in the area felt it usually it was pleasant but easily ignored once you got used to it.  Not this time. Still looking at her microscope and her test tubes she reached down between her legs much like John Watson did and tried to will the sensation away but the touch of her hand only made it worse.  She looked at the little read out of Nick’s Ichor and understood that Ares hadn’t found all of the Xerinium in the house.  Daniel and Calla were both Olympians and both susceptible to the libidinous effects of the heavy metal.

As far away as the prison the effects of their lovemaking was felt in this city. Nicholas wandered over to the window and stared out it in the direction of the house his parents were staying in.   Closing his hands around the cold bars he closed his eyes and then laid his forehead against them.  All around this quiet sleepy little town people were riding the wave tonight.

Although he tried his best to fight it Ares was drawn to the base of the stairs, he stood there for a moment looking up and listening with his wolf’s ears to the sounds coming from the bedroom. He tried to turn away from the stairs and managed to do just that, he even managed one step away from them before he turned back and began to ascend. With each soundless step he took his heart raced a little harder and his breathing grew shallower. Annie was in the room at the top of the stairs and he stopped outside her door to breath in the scent of her. It was strong and made his mouth water but she wasn’t the one he wanted and he turned to walk down the dimly lit hallway. He passed John Watson’s bedroom and paused long enough to listen to the man inside jerking off, Ares knew it would be a long time before the President of UCOE found the relief he so desperately sought. He’d be in there for the next hour or pulling on his cock trying to will the orgasm from it, he’d pull on it until it was raw and he’d pull more.  He wouldn’t cum until the two in the bedroom down the hall did and neither would Annie who was working herself up into a froth down the hall.

Telling himself he should go back he should go down the stairs and find the maid Ares continued down the hall. The door to the bedroom was slightly ajar and he peered inside. Daniel was behind her, he had her up against the table facing the window the two of them were bathed in moonlight. Ares had no trouble seeing what was going on in the room. He laid a hand on the door and the other on his aching cock.

“Sing for me,” Daniel whispered, “c’mon, Kitty, sing for me.”  He could feel her she was so close to him and so close to the edge as he stroked her inside and out.  It had been ages since they’d made love like this so unhindered by her aching bones. Tonight she was as lithe and nimble as she’d ever been. As his arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled himself deeper inside of her she started to coo and let those little moaning sounds that he loved so much. Her hips pushed back against him and her body started to quiver. Soon she’d say it, he couldn’t wait to hear it but for now he’d revel in her sweet song. All of those little coos and sweet moans that heightened his desire and his pleasure. He felt something hot and lustful behind him and Calla began to pull away. “No, it’s all right.” Daniel whispered as he bent closer to her so he could whisper directly in her ear. “I know he’s there. Let him watch.”  If he takes one step through that door I’ll kill him.

With just her eyes she looked back over her shoulder to see Daniel’s face and Ares’ beyond him peering in from the doorway. It wasn’t right to taunt and tease Ares this way but it was far too late and far too good to stop now and Calla only wanted more after this. It had been so long since they’d made love this way and she was hungry.  Ares would have to settle for voyeurism tonight. She started to coo and grind her hips against Daniel once more. “Take.”

“Give.” Daniel countered and was surprised at how fast the old reply fell from his lips. How many years had that been?   The walls around him began to constrict and grow moister.  Although he could feel her toes hanging over the edge Calla refused to fall. She was holding back on him and he wasn’t going to stand for that tonight. “Give.” Daniel demanded in a harsher voice and thrust deeply into her. “Give to me or I will take it.” She quivered and toddled on the edge the lips so close to her ear closed down on the nape of her exposed neck.

She reached back to cradle his head and hold his lips against her skin. “I love you, Danny.”

Danny.

That was what he was waiting for.

Ares be damned, she was all his now as he surged in and out of her and she climaxed. “That is so beautiful, Kitty.” Daniel moaned as she opened up and surrendered to him. “So beautiful. More.”  He found that sweet spot and he wasn’t going to let up. Calla just kept cumming as he milked her from behind getting every last drop. From behind the door Ares let out a very low and very audible growl that rolled on and on.  The sound of the jealousy in the resonating sound made Daniel’s cock harder it grew so long and so hard that it pulsated and turned a deep purple inside her. The cooing coming so sweetly from the woman below him began to turn into soft whimpers. But he was still hitting that sweet spot and she was still cumming even though she was trying to pull away from him now. He held her firm pushing her further into the edge of the table.

“Danny…please…” she gasped.

Daniel felt the palm of Ares’ hand hit the door.  If he didn’t stop soon the God of War would come crashing in here. The thought of it brought a certain dark eroticism with it. He planted his hands firmly on her lower back and pushed her into the table in front of her, pinning her there just where he wanted her while the climax worked its way up from his toes and finally he exploded inside her with a howl.

President Watson’s cock finally let go of its load and tomorrow he would find it quite red and sore. Tomorrow night he would have to explain the phenomena to his wife but for tonight he was happy just to be rid of the erection.

Annie who’d been using a test tube to masturbate in her bed climaxed soaking the sheets.

Both of them collapsed into a deep sleep.

Ares walked away from the door unsatisfied.

“More,” Calla whispered from inside the bedroom. The sound of her voice and the gentle plea in it made Ares turn back as Daniel took her to where she really wanted to be;  the bed. Calla surprised him when he settled on top of her and she rolled him over so that she was in the dominate position.

Ares watched a while longer. Stood there listening and watching almost feeling her as she slid up and down on Jackson, taking him into her over and over again.  The old woman he was coming to know seemed to have faded away for the night.  Most of the time she needed help getting up from a sitting position but she wasn’t having that problem now as her lower back rolled grinding her hips down on Daniel’s and she used the muscles in her thighs to pump herself up and down.  The memory of his night with her on the beach filled his mind as the scent of her rose hot in the air and the imprisoned cock between his legs screamed out for release and relief.  He could push the door open and make his way across the room before either of them knew it.  He could just push her down onto Jackson as he’d done once so long ago and settle in behind her.  The two of them could fill her bringing her to the heights of ecstasy. As though Jackson could read his mind he pulled her down to him kissing her long and deep, holding her to him while she pumped up and down on him and that fine milky ass begged for his entry.

His working manhood was a secret from Jackson, a gift from Calla to him.  He mustn’t use it this way. It was going to be a long night for the God of War who finally found the strength to turn away from the door and make his way down the stairs. 

End of Chapter Nine of
Golden Years
by Moon Mistress
a/k/a Lisa Beth Darling
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