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12: Family "Lean on me when you're not strong The
thing about families was that none of SG-1 had managed to keep one that didn't
at one time fall apart. So they had made a family of their own. Connected by
both success and tragedy, the team couldn't imagine one without the other at
this point. Especially after Daniel’s descention. On
that ramp as Jonas Quinn had walked up to his new job on Kelowna, there had
been a sound in the 'Gate room that couldn't be heard. It was the sound of a
"click". As Jack, Sam, Teal'c, and with much gratitude, Daniel, the
click as the team moved back into the perfect puzzle they'd always been. The
relief that day had been almost tangible, and even General Hammond, as he'd
witnessed Daniel stand alone at the end of the ramp, looking up at the very
thing he'd created, hadn't been immune to the poignant moment.
Jack O' Neill had his ways. And one of those was using his top level
security clearance to get what he wanted. He'd chased down Annie’s parents. It
wasn't hard. St. John White married Katerine LaTone in 1975, and had Annabella in 1976. St. John had been in the Army as a Black
Ops since 1974, so missions were not new to Katerine.
But something had happened that changed all that in 1980. When Jack got a hold
of St. Johns last mission report, it had been polka dotted in black cross outs.
That was unacceptable to Jack. So he'd called in a favor.
"General?" Jack asked from Hammond’s office door.
"Yes Jack? What can I do for you?"
"This is Annie’s fathers’ last mission report, but it's blackened
out. We should have top clearance to the truth right General?"
"I'm not sure Jack. You know how it goes in Black Ops."
"General, Annie deserves to know."
"I'll see what I can do Jack. The State Department isn't the most cooperative
when it comes to their secrets. But seeing as how we do
protect the planet’s greatest secret maybe that'll grease the wheels." Turns
out, it did. Jack found out that St. John had been sent to infiltrate a group
of arms dealers in Cuba. The mission went badly when the dealers received an
anonymous tip they had a spy in their midst. To spare the State Department the
embarrassment, they blamed the failure on St. John, and when he was killed,
they planted one million dollars in a fake account, and St. John took the fall.
Katerine had been fed a lie and denied St. Johns pension. Between Hammond and
Jack, they were able to 'talk' the State Dept. into rescinding their official
report, and a new report placed in the files. The
report now states the truth. Jack was happy. As soon as possible, Jack would
present Annie with her fathers Silver Star and the ten thousand dollars that
Katerine had been denied. He was in his living room, looking at his own Silver
Star, and thought about the irony. Charlie got to be proud of his father but
not live long enough to keep it with him, and Annie had lived with the absolute
lack of pride in St. John. He couldn't save his own son, but he could help the
daughter of a man who lived a life just like him. He felt a kinship with St.
John, and by proxy, Annie. He couldn't bring St. John back anymore than he
could Charlie.......but maybe he could help her be at peace with the father she
never got to know. The
day of Jacks party dawned bright and sunny. Warm enough to swim in the fishless
pond, and the air crisp. He and Sam put out chairs and Jack started the
barbeque.....which really meant just pouring beer on helpless slabs of meat.
Back at Daniels house, he was tapping his feet and looking daggers at
the bedroom door.
"Annie! For Gods sake, we're gonna be late."
"I'm comin, chill out!" Annie called back.
Daniel rolled his eyes.
Annie came out a minute later, and Daniel almost immediately regretted
rushing her. She'd dressed for the weather, and dressed wasn't exactly the
word. She'd worn a black and white striped bikini. The black spaghetti straps
haltered and tied in the back. It was little more than triangles of cloth
tightly holding Annie’s assets. Over it, she wore a fishnet half shirt, cutting
off just below the breasts. Her black frayed short shorts were folded over at
the top, giving the viewer a peek at the matching bikini bottom. Her perfectly
toned and tattooed legs went on for miles. A pair of chunky high heeled sandals
was strapped on, with the straps winding up her leg. She had on her gaggles of
bracelets, necklaces, and her earrings were lightning bolts. She'd rebraided
her bangs, and tucked them behind her right ear. The rest was tied up in a
tight braided ponytail, with her skull holder. Her green eyes were heavily
lined and shadowed, her lipstick a creamy black. She'd worn all her piercings,
ten in the left ear, eyebrow...two, nose ring, lip ring, and her tongue ring
could be seen when she licked her lips. She shook out her hair and slid on
black tinted sunglasses, blinged out on the sides with tiny diamonds spelling
out C.W. She slid down her sunglasses and leaned against the doorjamb, one arm
high on the wood.
"You were saying babe?" Annie teased as she slipped another
lollipop in her mouth.
"You....Annie...." Daniel looked down at himself. He'd just
worn a black t-shirt, blue jeans and sneakers. Annie smiled.
"Don't even baby. You leave the pyrotechnics to me.
You......god....your eyes are worth more than every bit of glamour I can
squeeze out." She slithered over and grabbed him, sliding her hands into
his back pockets and lowering her lips to his neck. Daniel groaned. He really
should stop her. They were late. Late......oh god that feels good. Her sucking
lips and scraping metal were sending him into orbit. What was the problem? Oh
yeah...late. Late where? They weren't late anywhere.
Daniels eyes dilated. He turned her, and placed her against the wall.
"What are you doing baby?" She sang, teasing him with his own
need.
"I don't know...." Daniel said through the fog. He yanked down
her ridiculously short shorts and bikini bottom. Opened his
jeans. He had NO idea what the hell he was doing. He yanked down his
boxers. Spat on his hand, and stuck two fingers inside his lover. She was
already soaking wet. He pulled her ass out, and shoved his throbbing need
inside her.
"You know what you're doing." Annie teased as he slammed into
her again and again.
"Oh god, you feel so good Annie. Warm...HOT.
I'm not gonna last long Annie." He warned her. She took the hand not on
her ass and brought it to the front of her, teaching him the ways.
"Oh....yeah...." He muttered, and used his fingers to
stimulate her clit. They
moved together, his hips and fingers. The connection bloomed. He was coming. The pressure, the images of how she was dressed, her gothic
sexuality a sirens song for his soul. He'd never been like this before. A sexual being. He'd always been detached and shy. But with
Annie, it was like he was on fire, and after so much cold, it felt good. He was
slowly coming out of his shyness. The Alpha Male he didn't usually acknowledge
due to being such a learned and gentle man. He knew Annie loved him for that,
and she loved just listening to him read and nuzzling watching TV, but at times
like these, when she was giving off such a vibe, pulling on that part of him,
he couldn't turn it off, and he had to see it through. So he took her.
"ANNIE!" He screamed, releasing violently. He felt her follow
him, crying out as she too showed him how much she appreciated the pleasurable
assault. Daniel panted as he pulled back, leaving his girlfriends body almost disappointing.
"Dammit Annie....you're like a drug." He looked terrified for
a second as she fixed herself.
"You think this is something I'm doing to you?"
"I'm...I'm...I don't.....against the WALL Annie? The
door of my OFFICE. I shoved artifacts on the ground to make enough room
to....to.....And that’s not even counting our nightly marathons." He
blushed. The things she had him doing at night.
"Okay, let me ask you this. Were you like this with Sha're?"
"No. I was always...in control of myself." He ran his hand
through his hair....only making it cuter.
"Well, control is overrated Daniel. I'm not a drug. I'm just
someone you trust and love. And maybe someone you trust enough to let go. To really let go. To crack open that shell of Dr. Jackson
made of trinium, and let Daniel out. I'm not changing you Daniel.....I'm
helping you release your burden." Daniel started.
"What did you say?"
"What...release your burden?" She frowned. Daniel hugged her
close. Oma. Sometimes he felt her and her meaningful
teachings in the strangest places. But if Annie knew to say that, then maybe he
should listen to her.
"You're right. I'm sorry baby. Wanna take your sorry excuse for a
boyfriend to a party?" "Nope. But I'm willing to take my fabulous one."
Daniel rewarded her with one of his rare hundred watt smiles.
The party was already in full swing when they got there. Annie ran up on
the deck. Jack waved from the barbeque, and Sam hugged her. She shook Teal'cs
hand.
"Hey peoples! I am here; the par-tay may begin!"
Seeing Dr. Frasier, she ran over to give Janet a hug. But she stiffened some. Annie looked hurt,
until she looked out on the lawn and saw the teenage Cassandra. Annie removed
her sunglasses.
"Bad influence?" Annie asked.
"She's never seen you Annie."
"You know me well Janet. Do you think I'd corrupt your kid, or
undermine your authority with her? I am what I am and I won’t apologize for it,
but I'm not going to try and force it on others. And besides Janet, like I told
"I'm sorry Annie." She shook her
head. "You were protecting your daughter
Janet....don't ever apologize for that." Annie
smirked and leaned down to kiss Janet on the cheek.
They both did wince when Cassie turned around and got an eye full of
Annie. She walked up on the deck.
"Hi. I like your shoes!" Cassie said. They were surprised,
Cassie didn't take to strangers. But something about Annie put the teenager at
ease, and soon they were both hopped up on the railing, talking. Cassie seemed
to open up to Annie. All of a sudden, Annie jumped down, and announced the
party needed music. She grabbed her portable, and went out to where there was a
bench about twenty feet away. She put it down and all of a sudden the sounds of
Christina Aguilera singing "Dirrty". Annie got on the table and
danced as Cassie watched and laughed from the grass. On
the deck, Jack, Sam, Teal'c and a few invited marines and SFs were all drawn to
the edge of the railing. There was some catcalling and encouraging. It became
rowdy as Annie ran her own one woman USO. But when Annie took her sunglasses
off, her green eyes only held heat for one man, and she beckoned Daniel with
them. He
smirked to the crowed, put his hands in his pockets and walked to the table.
Annie jumped into his arms, and sat on the table top while she buried her
fingers in soft brown hair and kissed Daniel full on the lips. There were choruses
of boos and a lot of "Aww mans" but Annie just laughed, tipped her
head to the sunshine and pulled a tissue out of her pocket. She always had one
handy for Daniel to wipe her signature black lipstick off should they get into
it in public. He wiped it off, and turned back to the deck, shrugged, and
ruffled Cassie’s hair. The statement was clear. 'I may dress like a slutty goth and dance like a stripper, but I'm property of Daniel
Jackson'. SG-1 looked at each other and nodded. Sexy, rowdy,
and out of control, but loyal to the core. That’s the best they could
ask of Annie.
Cassie came running up to the deck, and excitedly asked if Annie could
come over and visit them. Janet nodded, smiling. Cassie looked longingly out
where the music was still playing and Annie was touching Daniel lightly on the
cheek.
"She is SO cool." Janet’s smile faded a little.
"I love you baby." Annie looked at Daniel and never let his
blue eyes drop. The words echoed through his mind.
"Annie..." She yelped as he picked her up and brought her to
sit on the railing. She moved to face their company. But he didn't surrender
his place between her legs, and he rubbed her back in circles.
Jack had a memory flash through his mind. The first trip back to
"Hey Danny, she's at least from this planet this time." Annie
snorted. "You sure Jack?" She winked and everyone laughed. "Actually.....no." Jack quipped. George Hammond arrived late, explaining his
granddaughter had hurt herself on the playground. Annie saw a lot of people
stiffen.
"At ease people!" He chuckled. "Hi General!" Annie waved. "Is Kayla
alright?"
"Yes she's just got a sprained ankle."
"That’s good. Kids can be so accident prone. But resilient."
They sat down to eat after that. Conversation flowed from one person to
the next. But it was SG-1 that stayed in their own
world. Plus one now as Annie joined their inner circle.
"I'm telling you Sam, they were toys!" "For KIDS?" Annie nodded.
"Okay, the way I saw it was a little girl pressing symbols on it
until a teddy bear popped out. Though I don't think it was like, a bear. But if
she got it wrong, it shocked her. Not enough to really hurt her, but to teach
her. I THINK that's how they taught the kids to read. Yikes huh? I think I
prefer my Speak N' Spell. Thing had a voice like a possessed accountant, but at
least it didn't shock me!" Annie was talking about the circular symboled
balls that SG-12 brought back from PJS-522.
"Yeah, I'm trying to figure out the language from it. It’s really
quite fascinating." "Oh, yeah. It was quite 'fascinating' to watch you play
with it a little too much and wind up getting shocked." Daniel glared at
her.
"I thought you said you weren't going to tell anyone about
that!"
"Did I?"
Daniel ducked his head, shaking it in resignation. Sam giggled. Teal'c seemed
to grin, and Jack smiled brightly. His 'kids' were happy. Alive,
together. He almost owed Annie more than he could give her. But he DID
make plans for Annie to receive her father’s medal and money in a ceremony
soon. Jack had to talk to her first. Make her understand.
Annie was laughing again, her fey like eyes sparkling in the sun. One of
the marines down the table shook his head.
"Man, Dr. Jackson gets to get that daily." Another nodded.
"Yeah, guy is lucky as hell."
Later, as the sun set and Annie was talking to Cassie on the railing
again, Daniel and Jack shared a beer a few feet down. Daniel was so happy. He
looked at Jack.
"I'm gonna marry her Jack." Jack choked on his beer.
"Daniel, you mean someday right...RIGHT?" "Nope. I already asked her, but she said it wasn't a
good idea. I was just upset about what Jacob had said and I needed to calm
down. But I meant it Jack. She said that if I still felt the same way in a
month, we'd go to Vegas that DAY. She's only got two and a half weeks
left."
"Daniel, are you sure?"
"Ya know when I decided to stay on "Yeah. I'll never forget it."
"I've got that exact feeling when I'm with Annie."
"If you're sure Danny, I'll support you. But.....don't you think
you could do better than VEGAS?"
"Yeah, let’s ask the General if we can marry in the 'Gate room."
Daniel laughed.
"Might not be a bad idea Daniel. But he said no way to the
Christmas lights and mistletoe."
"Damn....I was kinda looking forward to making out under it."
"Daniel, somehow, if Annie got it in her head to go further than a
make out under the 'Gate, she'd figure it out." Daniel laughed.
"You're probably right." He blushed and ducked his head, but
the tendril that he shared with Annie vibrated. He didn't think it was a bad
idea either. As
if she knew she was being talked about, Annie lifted her head to stare in their
direction. She smirked at Daniel, and suddenly, he had a graphic image of
screwing her up against the tree that shaded the bench sear into his mind. He
gasped.
"Something wrong Daniel?" Jack asked.
"Annie thinks she's funny." He shook his head. End of Chapter Twelve of Coma White This story along with all original characters and situations were created
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by
Ryanne
And I'll be your friend
I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
Till I'm gonna need
Somebody to lean on..."
Lean On Me
Bill Withers
By Ryanne
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