Spoilers for: Heroes, Part 1 & 2
~~Author's notes: Don't own 'em. Or Disneyland – or Mickey Mouse – or anything for that matter. Just having a little fun. I started this story with something else in mind, but this is the way it turned out. Let me know if I should continue…~~
It had been a really long day. But now, finally, I was asleep. That deep down, snuggled up under warm blankets, never want to move again because every bone in your body is perfectly comfortable sleep. I had been that way for about half an hour. That is, until the knocking started. Softly at first, then with growing intensity until I thought the front door would fall off its hinges.
"Go 'way!!" I shouted. "Can't you see I'm asleep?"
"Sam? Let me in. I need to talk to you."
I knew that voice – it could only belong to one person. What on earth did he want?
"Grrrr," I grumbled, getting out of my really nice, soft bed and stumbled through the mess of clothes that I had shucked in my haste for the total oblivion of sleep. I made it to the front door; pulled the chain off and jerked open the door. "What can't wait until tomorrow…err, I mean later in the morning?" I said, glancing at the clock in the hallway. 2 a.m. Nothing ever good happens at 2 a.m. I looked back at him. His back was to me so I couldn't see his face in the weak moonlight that shone onto my porch. He turned.
"I..I just wanted to talk to you. About Janet."
Janet. Just her name brought a rush of tears to my eyes. It was hard to believe that she was gone. I sighed and opened the door further.
"Come in, Daniel," I said. "I'll go make some coffee."
I left him to close the door and went into the kitchen. I opened the cupboard for the coffee can and a picture taped to the inside of the door caught my eye. It was of all of us – Me, Jack, Daniel, Teal'c, Cassie and Janet – on a trip to Disneyland. Jack, Colonel O'Neill, had decided that Teal'c and Cassie needed to experience the fun of an amusement park. "What better place than Mickey's Palace?" he had said. I traced our faces with a fingertip, the tears threatening to spill out again. Daniel. I must keep it together for Daniel. Squeezing my eyes shut to prevent tears from escaping, I closed the cupboard door softly. I heard a shuffling noise and opened my eyes to see Daniel watching me from the doorway. His eyes were red-rimmed behind his glasses.
"Coffee will be ready in a minute," I said, setting the can on the counter. "I should have some cookies around here somewhere if you want one."
Daniel said nothing, but came into the kitchen. He picked up the coffee pot and began to run water into it.
"Daniel. Are you ok?" I asked, putting the coffee grounds into a filter paper and inserting them into the coffee machine slot. Daniel poured the water into the machine and flipped it on. He braced his hands on the counter and sighed.
"No," he replied, turning to face me. "I don't know if I'll ever be ok again."
Just then, I heard knocking at the front door. Sighing heavily, I pushed past Daniel and opened the door.
Jack stood there, his head haloed by the moon that still shone in the night.
"Carter," he said. "Everything ok? I saw your light on and thought something might be wrong."
"Come in, Sir. I was just putting the coffee pot on for Daniel. He had trouble sleeping, too," I said, gesturing for him to come in.
"Hang on," he says, turning around to wave at his truck. "Teal'c is with me. We both couldn't sleep and were driving around. Nice nightwear, by the way." He was referring to the silky nightshirt that I had pulled on before collapsing earlier. I grunted a response as I pulled a long coat off the hook by the door, pushed my arms into it and tied it closed.
"Good evening, Major Carter." Teal'c said, stepping up onto my porch. "I hope we are not disturbing you at this hour."
"No, Teal'c," I sighed, stepping back. "It's ok. Daniel is here, too. Please come in. We're having some coffee, sir – want some? Juice, Teal'c?" They both nodded and I closed the door behind them. Pushing past them, I went into the kitchen where Daniel was pouring coffee into three mugs and juice into another, knowing that Teal'c preferred juice to coffee.
"I'll bring these into the living room, guys," he said.
Nodding, I led the way into the living room, turning on a few lamps instead of the brighter overhead light. I curled up in my favorite overstuffed chair as Jack and Teal'c sat down on the sofa. Daniel entered with a tray bearing the coffee, juice and a plate with a few cookies that he had scrounged and set it down on the table in front of the sofa. Taking a mug from the tray, he sat down in the chair opposite me and looked at Jack.
"I guess we're here for the same reason," he said, taking a sip.
"Yeah, none of us could sleep tonight," Jack said, picking up a mug. He held it in his hands, staring down into the brew as if he could glean the secrets of the universe from it.
"That is not what you said when you came to me earlier, O'Neill," Teal'c rumbled. "You said we should check up on Major Carter and Daniel Jackson to see how they were feeling after today's service for Dr. Frasier."
"Geesh, Teal'c," Jack said, still staring into his cup. "Tell all of my secrets, why don't ya."
"Actually, I was asleep before anyone came over," I grouched, leaning over to pick up my cup. I cradled it in my hands, feeling the heat of the coffee through the ceramic and sighed. "But, I'm glad that you guys are here. I think we should talk about…what happened."
Silence. No one spoke. Jack shifted restlessly on the sofa. Teal'c picked up his juice and drained it in one go. Daniel examined the ceiling, his head resting on the back of the chair. I looked from person to person before clearing my throat.
"So…anyone know how the Avalanche did last night?"
Jack picked up the remote from the table and clicked the TV on. He turned to a sports channel and sat back on the sofa, the relief on his face evident.
No one said anything.
It was going to be a long night.
TBC??? Please review and let me know if I should continue…