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Barters N Garters Library Time and time again i see Chapter Two Washington, DC was not where Daniel Jackson was going but Calla didn’t know that, Nicholas however did. Jack was set to cover for him should the need arise. Daniel was going to meet with Ares and hash out what to do about the new arrival who’d been staying with the God of War. He told Calla he’d be gone a few days simply because hours turned into days on the magickal islands of Earth and since he didn’t know how long this was going to take he thought it better to be safe than sorry besides she could always get in touch with him through the cell phone or with her own head. He just hoped she didn’t decide to use the downtime to pop in on Dear Old Dad. “Daniel, got a minute?” Daniel turned around to see Dr. Adams behind him. “No, not really, I…” “It’s important, is Calla with you?” Her test results. “No, she isn’t, she’s home. I promise we’ll make an appointment to come in and see you just as soon as I get back from….” “It’s true I’d rather do this with her here and I know I’m one of the last people you want to sit down with no matter how many times I apologize but I do have one question for you, if it isn’t too much trouble.” Dr. Adams gestured toward the open door of the infirmary. Oh brother. “No, of course not.” He mumbled. This was about Calla the woman he loved, of course he could spare a few minutes for that. Once inside the office Adams sat him down. “I know this isn’t a question you want to hear or answer coming from me but just keep in mind that I am a doctor and that’s how I’m posing, all right?” Oh crap! “All right,” he mumbled watching Adams open a manila folder on his desk. “Yu didn’t happen to engage in sexual intercourse with her a few hours before she miscarried, did you?” Adams asked as quickly and impersonally as he possibly could knowing the answer was no. He knew that Daniel was left behind here on the Base while Calla went off with Duncan MacLeod for a day and half but still he had to ask. “Ah, no, I didn’t.” Daniel stuttered. “Why?” Adams thought for a second of how best to say what was coming next and thought that quickly and cleanly were probably best. Pawing through the papers he pulled out a yellow sheet and handed it over to Daniel. “Because I found live sperm in her.” “You what?” “She had sex with someone not more than two hours before she miscarried. Any idea who it was?” Holy fucking shit! Duncan MacLeod SWORE he had no designs on Calla. Here Daniel was worried about Davy and what he was doing and saying, what he was going to do and say when Daniel left for a day or two. “Maybe.” There was a sharp stabbing pain in his heart. How could she do that to him? Pregnant with his child no less! Little tart! “Anything else?” “That’s not enough for you?” Adams quipped and was instantly sorry. “She should be here for this but, her blood tests came back.” More shuffling and another piece of paper handed over to Daniel. “It seems that Eros gave her mandrake. Normally it wouldn’t cause a miscarriage but in her case it appears to be a very effective abortificent. I imagine it’s her unique physiology and I imagine Eros knew that when he gave it to her.” Eros! Oh fuck! Not Duncan MacLeod. Of course she hadn’t slept with Duncan MacLeod! After what they had just come through she’d never do anything like that! Daniel scolded himself for being such suspicious asshole. It was Eros who had sex with her. Sure it was. Duncan said that Daniel came and took her from him, that Daniel said it was all right but they all knew now that it hadn’t been him it had been EROS. Why didn’t she tell him? Didn’t she think he could handle it? Then again, knowing her, it came down to nothing more than not wanting to burden him with the information. “I want her to come in for a follow-up examination and some more tests.” Adams told him. “Why? I mean, she seems all right.” “I just want to see how she’s doing and measure the amount of Xerinium in her system. You and your brother are welcome to stay in the room like you did last time.” Adams took back his papers and closed the folder. “How is she doing, Daniel?” “Tired, she’s always saying how tired she is.” He mumbled trying to wrap his head around the fact that her no-good Brother raped her again and there was little doubt in Daniel’s mind that this time, Eros looked just like Daniel Jackson when he did the nasty deed. After all, they all saw him when he went into the room where he was holding her. They watched him change from his own body to Daniel’s. “She’s a little pale and she doesn’t sleep.” Oh, well, at least now he had a possible answer for why she wasn’t sleeping. “I’ll bring her in as soon as I get back from….DC. If it’s important, Nick can bring her in before that.” “You discuss it with her, will you? I would like to see her as soon as possible.” “I’ll see what I can do.” Daniel said before walking out the door and making his way off the base. They were doing it again, each of them keeping their fair share of secrets from one another. This is the last time, he told himself as he drove the shiny Jaguar down the winding country road. Who knew, ya know, maybe after this little visit with Ares he would tell her about the baby. All Daniel wanted was to know how it happened before he told Calla. Turning on the radio another part of him said he should stop trying to fool himself, he had no intention of telling Calla that baby was his. In fact, he’d probably end up finding her a very good home and watching her from a great distance. That would work. After all the child was never supposed to be in the first place. Then there was Davy. People never really change not at their core anyway. They may get older and a bit more mature—then again they may not mature at all. They may get rich or become poor or have families and have Time smooth out some edges or make them jagged. But Who They ARE never really changes and Daniel was an idiot to think that his time in Hades had changed Davy. Yesterday, when they came home and Nicholas took him upstairs Daniel discovered just how true that was. Nick left the room the way David did because Daniel to experience it. Nick wanted him to see the pictures of Calla all over the bed, nightstand, dresser even on the floor. Smell the old spunk in the air, a stench that got stronger each day they were away. He could even touch it all over the soft cotton sheets if he wanted to. Five seconds after walking into his bedroom Daniel was charging toward the door only to have Nicholas stop him. “We’re not gonna throw him out, Dad. Not yet.” “What?” “Until he pisses Mom off she’ll just say we’re being hasty.” “No, she wants him out.” “She said he could come and….” “I said that,” Daniel told him quickly and as Calla had reminded him just yesterday. “I told him he could stay here, she just said he could live.” Daniel didn’t argue with Nick over it, he’d find another way to get Davy out of the house. First things first, Daniel stripped the bed of his brother’s funk and his spunk. Put the photographs away and laid on fresh sheets and blankets. Yep even the nice heavy blankets Calla liked had to be washed although there weren’t any overt signs of David on them. Daniel almost burned the mattress like he wanted to do the last time Davy came to town. That was yesterday. Today Calla had been at the new house with the kids all day and Davy was alone in theirs. Daniel wanted to have it out with him then but the USAF just didn’t see it that way. So he spent the first 12 hours of the day answering questions and now he was on his way to toss David out of his house and then to strike a bargain with Ares. If that wasn’t dancing with the devil, Daniel didn’t know what was. Surely Ares wanted something and he had in a mind way that he could get it and Daniel could not refuse just as he’d done to Calla. Pulling into the driveway Daniel saw that everything was the way he wanted and neither the hot rod nor Calla’s little red Integra were in the driveway. They were all still fixing up the new house for Nick and Annie. “David?” Daniel called out as he tossed his keys down on the small table in the hall between the living room and kitchen. “Davy?” In Daniel’s office Davy stopped tapping on the keyboard and glanced at the closed door. By the sound of his voice Danny had something serious on his mind. “Here we go.” David muttered. “In here Danny.” Taking in the line of sight from the door to the computer screen, Davy pushed himself back in the chair so that Danny wouldn’t have any problem seeing the screen when he walked through the door. As the foot steps came closer he even turned up the volume on the speakers just a little. The door opened. Danny walked in. Calla whimpered through the speakers. “Dan—iel. M--ma…Master Daniel.” There she was that fine firm ass of her up in the air and David was behind her. Yep, ever since they were kids David always loved finding new and interesting ways to piss off Danny. This one proved to be particularly good as the next thing Davy knew he was ass over tea kettle and crashing to the hardwood floor. And he was laughing like a lunatic. Davy always laughed at Danny in moments like this. Nice little moments that Davy meticulously orchestrated just to rip him off. “What is so fucking funny?” Daniel cocked his arm back. “They ain’t my files.” Davy smirked. That bought him a few seconds. “They’se Nicky’s.” He just couldn’t wait to say it and watch Danny’s face fall. “Think about it,” he didn’t really have to encourage that because he could plainly see that Danny was thinking about it. Thinking about how David could not have saved those files because he’d been dead when that website reappeared. “I found ‘em on the ‘puter in da basement, Danny.” From the floor wedged between Daniel’s desk and his chair, Davy looked up at the screen again and smiled wider. “Looks like I ain’t the only one spankin’ the monkey to ‘er, hey Danny?” “I’m gonna kill you!” Daniel shouted and let his fist fly. Davy blocked with his other hand and tossed Danny off. “You ain’t gunna dew nuttin’ but listen ta me.” David said and stood up. Taking one last long look at the monitor he shut it off. “I’m listening, what do you want?” “He’s a big boy, Nicky is.” David said settling himself in behind Daniel’s desk in Daniel’s chair and fishing a Marlboro red out of the pack in his pocket. “I shuddn’t say he’s a boy, should I? Nah, he’s a man and a gud one ain’t he, Danny?” “Yes he is. Don’t light that in my…” Too late. Cigarette smoke was wafting through the air. “He isn’t a threat to his Mother.” The words sounded a bit tinny coming from his mouth after witnessing the scene on the monitor. Nicholas saved that file and, “how many more?” “Hey, you dew have a brain.” Davy complimented and blew smoke rings into the air above his head. “Frum wot I seen? All ‘u ‘em.” A deep inhale and more smoke rings. But, ah, he’s a gud boy, right, Danny? I mean, it cuddn’t be nuttin’, ya know, in his blood or nutting, nah cudd it?” “You’re not going to turn me against me son.” Daniel warned. “How do I know you didn’t hide those files somewhere….” “An’ wot? Twenty years later, right aft’a Dub-ya Dub-ya Three, I dun dug ‘em up from somewhere? Yew outta yer mind boy? Where in de hell would I have hid them anyway?” He knew the answer to that. “In a shoe box on my side of the closet.” Davy smiled wide. “Hoo-boy, yew sho’ ‘nuff got dat right.” His grin got wider and he laughed as he remembered the contents of that box. Not just pictures and DVDs of Callie with himself and several other men but he did have the website backed up in there. Reclaiming and backing it up were the first things he did upon taking over Daniel’s body and mind so many years ago. “Then again,” the smiled faded from his lips as he caught the fire in Daniel’s eyes. Davy cleared his throat and then went on, “yew trew out dat money and dem files years ago. Where wudd I git new ones? Wot yew jus’ saw belongs ta Nick-las.” Yeah, ok, so Davy was telling the truth. Still he didn’t understand. “Da point, Danny, is dat..well…I reckon a great numbba of yow friends dun spanked it off to Callie’s imagine dancin’ around in they head,” Davy teased with a smirk. “Probably even yo buddy Jack.” The smirk got wider. “But Nick-las, he an’nudder story, don’cha think Danny? The boy’s pullin’ his pud to his Momma. Nah, even I nevah did dat.” Daniel understood all of the implications David just laid out for him, chief among them being that Davy really wanted to put suspicion between Nick and him right now. Boys would boys and men would be men, if Teal’c or Jack or…Ares…whacked off with her in their minds every now and then Daniel could se their point. She was a beautiful woman but that wasn’t what David was trying to say. “Nicholas isn’t a threat to his Mother.” “I didn’t mean ta imply that he was.” Davy said in a more relaxed voice. “I jus’ thought yew shudd see it, dat’s all. I mean, I ‘magine he dun show’d yew yer bedroom.” “Turn About’s Fair Play, huh Davy?” Daniel asked. “You’d turn in your own son? Or at least, a young man you think is your son.” “He is mah son,” Davy said with narrowed eyes and squashed the last of the Marlboro out on in Daniel’s pencil holder. “You’ll never prove that.” “I dun hav’ta. Callie knows it. Dat’s all dat matta’s.” David said looking his twin in the eye. “Yew a gud Dad, jus’ our Dad was a gud Dad. Probably best yew raised ‘em up but he’s a man nah and he shudd know the truth The boy’s already got his suspicions, yew know’d that.” “Is that what you want, Davy? You want me to sit Nicholas down and disown him? Tell him I’m not his real father? Then what? You’ll go away?” “A talk like that wudd be up ta Callie I think.” David said in a very thoughtful voice. “Nah, you want me ta go away, right? Sah, ok.” He agreed easily. “But ah, it’s gunna cost ya.” “Here it comes. What? Name it.” “I got no place ta go, Danny. I’d like to go on back down ta Corpus but ah well, all dem folks think I fell off’n da face of da Earth and they’d be real surprised ta see me looking so good.” David shrugged his shoulders and fished another cigarette out of his pocket. “So, what I need, Danny, is a little wanderin’ around money.” “How much?” He didn’t think about it in the slightest. If he had to buy Davy’s way out of their lives then that was fine with him and it would be money well spent. “Callie dun made…wot? Over a million dollas wit her paintin’s?” David nodded his head answering his own question. “I reckon somewhere ‘round a quarter of that shudd dew me jus’ fine…well, for the foreseeable future dat is.” He explained. “Dun tell me yew ain’t got it, Danny, dats bullshit.” “I got it Davy. I don’t know if I can lay my hands on it so fast. You know, what with Dub-ya Dub-ya Three just having taken place and all. I imagine getting that amount of cash might take a few days.” “Yep, I ken see yer point on dat one.” “I’ll, um, I’ll tell you what,” Daniel said through tight lips. “We keep a few hundred in the house, on hand for emergencies…” “A’course yew dew.” “I’ll give you that, you take it and get out of here. When I get the rest I’ll contact you.” David smiled. “Yew think I’m an idiot, Danny?” “No. I just want you out of my house.” “An’ away from yer wife, I see dat.” Davy said with an exhale of smoke. “Wot yew gunna tell her ‘bout dat baby? I kain’t wait ta see how dat plays out.” “I’ll get you the money, Davy. I’m sure if I don’t that you’ll come back around to make trouble.” “Oh yeah, yew dun got dat right.” David agreed dragging on the cigarette. “A’ight, Danny, yew win. Gimmie da money and I’ll split. Callie always knows where ta find me…” “So do I. The nearest Motel 6.” Daniel said smugly. “I know you won’t go far on a few hundred bucks but you take it and you swear to me that you won’t come around here again.” “Not evah?” “Not while I’m gone. I want your word—whatever that’s worth—that you won’t say anything about you being Nicholas’ father or about that baby girl. This is family business Davy and…” “Ha! An’ wot, Danny?” David stood up and tossed his burning cig butt into the fireplace. “I ain’t family? No matt’a how much yew hate me, I’m always gunna be yer brother, Danny. Allllll-ways an’ dere ain’t nuttin’ yew ken dew ‘bout dat.” “A real brother wouldn’t do the things you do. You know, you did some good things back there. I thought there was a possibility that you’d changed….so did Calla. You haven’t changed Davy, you’re still the same old snake in the grass you always were. Follow me and let’s get this over with.” Daniel stood up and brushed past David who followed him into the kitchen. On the third shelf of the fourth cabinet, the one that had the rice and dry goods, there was a old metal potato chip tin that looked as old as the house. Daniel took it down from the shelf, opened it and handed David all the on-hand cash in the house, which was just over $500.00. “Take it and get out.” Daniel shoved it in his brothers’ hand. “Go get a room when I get back I’ll have the rest of it for you.” “Wot’s a’matter Danny? You afraid of her looking at me and seeing you? Afraid I’ll,” David cleared his throat and dropped his voice and when he spoke again he sounded just like Daniel. “trick Calla one more time, Daniel? That I’ll step over the line and….well. maybe I just won’t be able to help myself. Then again….” David looked down at the money begin held out to him. “Maybe you’re really afraid of her seeing me when she’s in bed with you?” Davy grinned and looked up at his brother and returned to his own voice. “The only reason dat she’s yers, is cuz yew saw her first.” He reminded his brother. “That’s right,” Daniel said shaking the money at him. It was childish and it was stupid but sometimes Fate came down to nothing more than Dumb Luck. Almost forty years ago, in a mall in Greece, Daniel had seen her first and that was all that counted. “It doesn’t matter how I got her, she’s mine. Take this and go.” “If’n I’d wanted somethin’ ta eat ‘stead a’ goin’ down to the arcade, I’da seen her, well at least at the same time you did, wuddn’t I? Yep, I believe I wudd’a. Den mabbe things be different. Mabbe she’d a liked me more ‘an yew.” David took the money, counted it, and then stuffed it in his front jean pocket. “’S’a gud start.” He remarked. “The locks will be changed by tomorrow.” Daniel said without looking at him, he didn’t think he could take staring into his own face and eyes much longer, especially not with them staring back at him so brilliantly. “So if you’ve made a key or something it won’t be any good. If you come around here so help me god…” David let out a big huffing sigh and rolled those beautiful blue eyes. “Jesus H. Christ, Danny! Git a new line. I know’d yer gonna kill me.” “If I don’t, Ares will. You think on that one, brother.” Daniel put the tin back on the shelf and arranged the boxes of mac & cheese in front of it just as they had been. “Nick’ll be on the look out for you while I’m gone so just don’t do anything stupid.” He turned to look at his brother. “Father or not, he will beat you into a little greasy spot on the floor if you go near his Mother. Get out of here before she comes home.” “Wot-ev’a you want, Danny.” David didn’t hesitate he just smiled and gave a little wave before making his way to the front door. “Be seein’ ya soon, Danny. We’ll talk den.” David who didn’t have one damn thing to his name, not even a change of underwear, opened the door empty handed then closed it and he was gone. “Fuck me Freddy,” Daniel mumbled. He didn’t believe that Davy would keep his word but Nick would be around and he’d keep a good watch on things. So would Colleen. Calla would be all right. In the end, Davy didn’t want to do anything that would blow his chances of getting a quarter of a million dollars laid in his hot little hands. Chances were Davy’d be fairly good until that happened then it was anyone’s game. “With any luck Davy would take his money and buy a nice little casa down in Cabo. That would suit him just fine, all the tequila and hot Latina mamas he wanted. “Just go the fuck away Davy.” Nick. Oh, well, now there was one Jim Dandy of a conversation just waiting to be had! Daniel was counting on him to guard the house and the women—gods! That was such a primal and sexist thought! But he couldn’t help it, that’s exactly how he felt—there was a very good chance that someone should be guarding Nicholas. Why would he make copies of those files? ALL of those files? He didn’t have to ask himself if Nick really was (or at least had been) jerking off to them, he knew it was true. “They’re Olympians” he muttered trying to convince himself of some obscure little concept that…”they’re different.” Calla and Ares had been telling him that for years. On the surface Daniel knew that was true but deep down he didn’t want to admit to it any more than Calla did. End Chapter Two Of This story and all stories in the Barters N Garters Library are copyrighted to Lisa Beth Darling these stories
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Dancin' With the Devil
by
Moon Mistress
a/k/a
Lisa Beth Darling
A love that seemed strong, was not meant to be
Broken hearts don't always mend
Left too unsure to try love again
Just Between You & Me
April Wine
Dancin' With the Devil
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