This is the sequel to the ties that bind, which was my first ever Stargate fic. For anyone who hasn't read that feel free to go check it out or feel free to read the summary below.
Tie's that bind: After Fifth had let her go, (New order part two) Sam had thought she was free of the replicators, on a personal level at least. She had no idea how wrong she was. Fifth had done something to her beyond her knowledge, something beyond her control, something that would tie her to him for the rest of her life.
Summary: This is the sequel. Its about the aftermath of the war between the Stargate team and Fifth. Who survived the war? How is life afterwards? And what happens when a new danger threatens to ruin the existence the team has found.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
"Come on, hurry up. I'll be late!" Sam shouted from outside a closed door, "Again…" she muttered as she turned and walked into the kitchen.
She grabbed her keys off he worktop and took a swig of her coffee. Finally she heard a door creak open and seconds later watched Grace walk into the kitchen. She smiled at her, she may not have looked impressed having to get up so early but with her hair done neatly and some make-up applied she certainly looked fresh faced and ready to go. She couldn't believe how much she had grown up in only the last few months.
"Remind me why I can't stay at home while you go to work."
"Because you can't. Besides if you didn't want to spend all day with me at the SG then you shouldn't have got suspended from school for fighting, again."
"He started it." she protested as she took a bottle of water out of the fridge.
"Yeah, you said. But I think knocking him unconscious went a little too far." Sam said.
"He pinched my butt, was I supposed to do say thanks but don't?"
Sam had to smile, secretly she was proud Grace had stood up for herself, but did feel bad on the boy she had knocked out with a single right hook.
"Are you ready." Sam asked in a nagging tone, but with a smile.
"Yes." Grace replied the same way, practically mimicking Sam's smile.
"Let's go kiddo." she said giving Grace a playful nudge out of the kitchen.
Grace and Sam stepped out of the lift and were met by Jack.
"Good morning." he chirped, "No school today, Grace?" he asked as the three of them walked towards Sam's lab.
"We're on a break." she lied.
"No you're on a break." Sam corrected.
"Suspended?" Jack questioned.
"That's what they said." Grace said.
"Fighting," Jack asked.
"I knocked a boy unconscious if that counts as fighting." she said with a smile.
"A little one sided." Jack pointed out.
"A little… He pinched my butt first." she said.
Jack stopped momentarily, thinking. He smiled, liking that Grace didn't allow such touching from boys. "So he deserved it." Jack said, catching them up.
"I thought so." Grace said.
"But she's very sorry for knocking him out." Sam said for her.
Grace nodded and smiled at Jack, who smiled back.
"I'll meet you in the lab." Sam said to them before walking off.
Jack smiled at Grace as she watched and waited for Sam to walk off out of sight. "Right hook," Grace told him before pretending to throw one aimed at him. Jack just laughed and smiled.
"Jello?" he asked.
"Only if it's blue." Grace smiled as she followed his lead to the cafeteria.
Jack walked into Sam's lab where she was sat doing some sort of experiment that he didn't and would never understand. "That look's….boring…" he said making her smile, God he loved her smile.
"Where's Grace?" she asked.
"Having a lesson with Teal'c. I swear she'll be a better fighter than him someday." Jack replied.
Sam smiled back but was clearly not as enthusiastic as he was. Jack saw this, "What is it?" he asked her.
Sam sighed, Grace reminded her so much of herself but she couldn't help but find that a scary thing. She hated to think Grace would suffer the same tragedies she had. She knew it was only a matter of time before Grace would want to join the Stargate programme and she also knew she would be welcomed to it with open arms. There were already talks of her one day being a SG team leader. That really scared her though, she didn't want to think Grace would have to go through some of the things she had been through whilst off world.
"I don't know, I just wish that sometimes Grace was normal." Sam thought out loud.
Grace, who had finished her lesson walked up to Sam's lab, stepping just outside as Sam said the words "wish Grace was normal." She heard Sam's comment and decided to turn round, her face full of sadness. She wasn't going in there now. They would be leaving soon anyway and right now she just wanted to hide away in her room. She practically ran off down the corridor.
"What do you mean?" Jack asked Sam.
"I mean, I want her to be a happy average teenager, hanging out with friends and listening to music, talking about boys and the prom. Grace doesn't even want to go the prom." Sam said.
"First of all, Grace is better than average, she's one of a kind, Sam and secondly she does hang out with her friends, us. She listens to music, she talks about boys…" Jack began
"The one's she knocks out with a left hook doesn't count." Sam said matter-of-factly.
"Right…it was a right hook." Jack corrected, mimicking the punch. "And besides Carter, did you do all that when you were her age? Did you go your prom?" he asked.
Sam sighed, it was her way of saying no. How could she make him understand she wanted Grace to be able to live a normal, safe life.
Sam was driving home. Grace sat next to her in the passengers seat, staring blankly out of the window. The more Sam's comment went through her head the harder it was for her to hold back tears.
It was dark and the road that they were driving down was deserted. Sam glanced over at her daughter, knowing something was up. "You okay?" she asked reaching over and brushing her hair, only to have Grace pull away and swat her hand away.
"Fine." Grace replied simply and somewhat coldly.
Sam was confused. "What's up with you?" she asked, harsher than she meant it to sound.
"Nothing." Grace argued back.
"Something's up." Sam said knowingly.
"Yeah, me." Grace suggested.
Sam was about to question her comment when the car was jolted forward as it was hit from behind. Sam immediately put her hand on Grace's shoulder to hold her still, to stop her from whipping forward. "Are you ok?" she asked.
Grace was about to answer when the car was jolted forward again as once more it was struck from behind. Sam looked into the rear-view mirror to see a car speeding up behind her, she quickly put her foot down on the accelerator, flooring it.
She'd made little distance before the car was hit again. "Hold on!" she told Grace as she tired to floor it again. The car behind gained on them quickly. Sam was confused as it began to take over, coming alongside her. She tried to look in to see who it was but car swerved, hitting them side on.
Sam's small car was no match for the bigger apposing vehicle and her car quickly ricochet off of it. It hit a pot hole in the road and flipped over multiple times before it slid across the road, the sound of metal being grated along the hard road surface deafening both Grace and Sam. It slid right to the edge of the road before it began rolling down the bank, flipping, becoming more and more crushed, until finally it came to a stop as it slammed into a tree.
Sam felt herself immediately begin to drift in and out of unconsciousness. She looked over at Grace who lay lifeless, a big bleeding cut was on her forehead and her nose and lip were bleeding too. Sam guessed her own lip was bust too from the blood she could taste in her mouth. Her leg hurt like hell. When she looked down she could see it was trapped beneath crushed metal. Although Grace didn't appear trapped, Sam could clearly see her arm was broken.
She was about to give in to unconsciousness when the door was ripped open on Grace's side. She watched as two men reached in. One pulled a knife out the other a gun. "What are you doing?" Sam asked in panic.
The men stayed quiet. The one with the knife used it to cut Grace's seatbelt off, he then began pulling her out of the car.
"Don't touch her!" Sam yelled, "Leave her alone, please." she begged as tears stung her eyes.
She struggled but could do nothing to stop the men as they ripped Grace from the car. She still tried to get free knowing she couldn't, she had to stop these people taking her daughter. "Stop!" she begged, feeling unconsciousness take hold of her again.
The man pointed the gun into the car, aiming it at Sam, who now lay out of it. "Leave her, she's as good as dead anyway." the other man said pulling him back.
"I'm not taking that chance." the other man argued before firing the gun, his aim interrupted as the other man pulled at him.
"Will you come on. The kid is the only one they want, leave her. Let's go." he ordered.
With this the other man left, leaving Sam behind in the car, bruised, bloodied and unconscious.
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