NOTE from the PHOENIX: This is the third story in this series, starting with SG-1 K-9.
Thrown to the Wulves
"Oh my God...it hurts so much."
"Well maybe if you'd stop laughing for five seconds..."
"I can't help it," Jack panted on the other end of the phone "it's just so funny. Oh...my ribs...it's too early for this."
"I fail to see the humour in this."
"Yeah, well you would, Daniel."
"Jack, what am I going to do?"
"Do what I'm about to do: go back to bed."
With that said Jack hung up the phone. Daniel sighed heavily and put down his own phone. He should have known that Jack would be no help, but he had to call someone. Suddenly finding himself being kicked in the lower back Daniel turned around from his position on the edge of the bed. Jackson was chasing something in his sleep.
"Hey!" Daniel poked Jackson in the ribs. "Wake up, this little bundle of trouble is your fault, I'm not babysitting..."
Daniel looked down on the floor where the young Wulf mutt had been sleeping in her blanket only seconds ago. There was no sign of her now. Daniel got up and looked under the bed, but she wasn't there either.
"Jackson, where is she?"
Jackson managed a good approximation of a shrug.
"Don't give me that, you're her father, go find her."
Rolling his golden eyes Jackson slowly got up and stretched out. Jumping down off the bed he put his nose to the carpet and started sniffing out the pup's trail. He made his way over to the closet which was open just a fraction. Jackson pushed the door open enough to put his head in.
Jackson backed out of the closest with the puppy's neck scruff delicately between his large teeth. She in turn had a pair of Daniel's boxers in her sharp little teeth. Jackson brought his daughter over to Daniel and plopped her down on the floor. She continued to shred the silk fabric.
"You've been in my house less than ten minutes and already you're eating my underwear?" Daniel asked vexed as he pulled them away from her.
Looking up at Daniel with her oddly mismatched eyes she wagged her slightly curled tail. Daniel held up the boxers and discovered that she'd already munched a sizable hole in them. By the time he looked back at her she was gone again.
"How can something so small move so fast?"
Jackson was wondering the same thing when suddenly he yelped. Jumping up he found that he now had the little fur ball clamped firmly onto the end of his tail. He growled at her and she instantly let go. She tucked her tail and laid her ears back. Obviously feeling guilty Jackson reached down and licked her. His large tongue soaked the fur on the top of her head causing her to try and shake herself dry.
"Well...I guess you need a name."
Looking up at Daniel the puppy cock her head to the side and then proceeded to urinate on the carpet.
"Okay then, 'River' it is."
The newly named River started wagging so violently that her whole body was shaking. Jackson came over and pushed her out of the way to sniff at the new stain. Not about to be out done Jackson prepared to mark the spot as well.
"Don't even think about it!" Daniel barked. "You're in enough trouble as it is!"
Daniel hoisted River up off the ground and carried her into the kitchen to get some paper towels. He put a large number of the towels on the floor and placed a heavy artifact on top of them to soak up the urine. He took River to the backyard and let her snoop around under Jackson's watchful eye.
River was clumsy in the tall grass of Daniel's unmowed lawn. As he watched her he started to wonder if she was even old enough to be separated from her mother. He recalled the woman back on Jackson's homeworld saying something about it taking a full year to raise a Wulf. At the same time he wasn't sure if that counted for quarter Wulves as well.
Suddenly finding himself with a headache Daniel went back inside for some aspirin. When he came back he found that Jackson had carried River back inside and over to his food dish. She sniffed the dry kibble with disdain. When she spotted Daniel she raced over to him and whimpered pitifully.
"You're not even old enough to be off of milk are you?" Daniel sighed. "What you need is a mother..."
Daniel smiled as he finally stumbled across a useful thought. Ducking back into his room Daniel threw on a shirt and a pair of jeans. He gathered up River's blanket and scooped her up into it. Out of sight, out of mind Jackson started to head back off to bed.
"Oh no you don't, Mister. You're coming with us."
Jackson opened and closed his jaw in a way that made him look like Jack when he was mocking Daniel's rambling. However he went over to the front door and opened it for Daniel. Getting into his car Daniel drove across town. When they came to their destination Jackson jumped out of the car and rushed up to the door with his tail wagging violently.
With River bundled up in the blanket in his arms Daniel rang the door bell. An early riser Sam was fully dressed and ready for her day. Since they both had the day off she was a little surprised to find Daniel on her doorstep.
"Sam...you love dogs, right?"
"Why?" Sam asked suspiciously.
Daniel unwrapped the bundle he was carrying. River blinked a few times in the bright morning light. When she caught sight of Sam she started wriggling in excitement. Sam instinctively reached out and pick up the young Wulf. River began a desperate attempt to lick Sam's face.
"She's adorable." Sam beamed. "Her different coloured eyes are stunning."
"I thought you might think so."
"Where did you find her?"
"That's where things get...um...interesting."
Daniel looked down at Jackson who in turn attempted to look innocent. Sam furrowed her brow and looked down at Jackson as well. After looking at River and looking at Jackson a few times Sam gasped.
"This is Jackson's?" Sam asked, still not believing it.
"How is that even possible? I thought you had him neutered."
"I...uh...I actually had the vet do a vasectomy, at Jack's request."
"And it failed?"
"Not exactly." Daniel sighed. "You may recall Jackson's little trip in the sarcophagus a few months back?"
"It reversed it." Sam chuckled and then looked at Jackson. "And then you went out and found the first bit of tail you could get?"
Jackson wagged proudly.
"General O'Neill is never going to let either of you hear the end of this."
"Tell me about it."
Sam finally realized that they were standing on her front step and invited the pair inside. Jackson went and made himself at home on the rug near the couch. Sam put River down and she ran over to her father and started crawling all over him. Jackson pretended to ignore her, but when she settled down to sleep he curled up around her protectively.
"Jackson doesn't seem to mind being a father." Sam noted.
"A father isn't what she needs right now. I think she's too young to be away from her mother, but the woman who owns her mother is furious that this even happened, wants nothing to do with her. She probably would have brought her over the day she was born, but I was off world."
"Daniel...I don't know anything about raising puppies."
"Neither do I."
"You know if you brought her over here I wouldn't be able to say 'no', didn't you?" Sam shook her head sadly.
"So you'll take her?"
"I'm not going to take her, but I will help you guys."
"Well, it's not like we can just drop her off at the local humane society."
Daniel chuckled, waking the lightly sleeping pup. She untangled herself from Jackson and came up and sat at Sam's feet. She whimpered pitifully until Sam picked her up. After a moment in Sam's arms she began crying again.
"She's probably starving." Sam noted sadly.
"I don't know what to do about that. I mean you certainly can't just give them cow milk...can you?"
"No." Sam smiled. "The pet store will be open in an hour, they have replacement formulas."
"Of course. I probably could have thought of that if I hadn't been woken at six this morning with a surprise addition to my odd little family."
River started squirming so Sam put her back down on the floor. She scampered a few feet away before tripping on her own oversized paws.
"Does she have a name yet?"
"That's a pretty name, but why Riv..."
Sam stopped as River started peeing on her floor.