Just Dinner
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Category:
Stargate: SG-1 › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
12
Views:
1,908
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Stargate: SG1, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 10
Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate.
****I am a HUGE Foo Fighters Fan and recently attended their sold out concert in Philly this is my tribute.******
It was the middle of the night. Not that that made much difference in a retro fitted missile silo, except for the small decrease in personnel.
Becca wheeled down the hallway hoping to avoid unwanted attention i.e., Daniel, Jack, Sam, Teal’c, Walter, and Dr. Brightman etc. etc. She was finally out of traction and they had transferred her into the VIP quarters.
She was BORED!
She had to get some work, something; she just did not care about the social life of the stars. If she had to look at one more magazine, or read one more romance novel she was going to scream. She could practically feel her brain cells’ melting, okay maybe that was an exaggeration.
She was almost there, one more corridor and she was home free.
Suddenly she came to a screeching halt and screamed.
Looking up she saw Daniel’s smiling face, “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Let go! I am going to my lab and you can’t stop me!” she said trying her best to push his hands off the handles.
“Uh, no you’re not, and yes I can.” He said with a twinkle in his eyes and in a perfect imitation of the Soup Nazi, “No work for you!”
He turned her chair around taking care not to bang her extended leg against the wall. He heard her grumble something quietly that sounded suspiciously like bastard.
Bending down so that his head was next to hers he whispered, “I have a surprise for you.”
The contact of his breath on her ear caused the hairs on the back of her neck stand to on end.
Straightening he continued, “I had a feeling you would try something like this so I stayed on base and asked security to call me when they saw you headed for your lab.”
He did not steer her back towards the VIP suite so she started to get curious. Stopping in front of what Becca knew was just a huge storage bay Daniel told her to close her eyes, she gave him a skeptical look but did as she was told. He opened the door and rolled her inside closing it behind them.
She couldn’t tell how far into the room they went before he told her to open her eyes again, it was pitch black, “Daniel?” She said.
“Becca, didn’t you have concert tickets for tonight?”
“Thanks so much for that unpleasant reminder Danny Boy.”
“You’ve been spending too much time with Jack.”
Suddenly the a capella voice of Dave Grohl of the Foo Fighters filled the space.
Burn all the candles out.
Make a wish but not aloud.
Relive the here and now.
See you now and then.
I’m a revolving door.
I’ve seen it all before.
I will begin again.
But I can’t start until I see the end.
As the music started she notice that a huge screen had been set up at one end of the room, and on it was none other than the Foo Fighters in what was obviously a tape of a concert.
Daniel looked over at Becca as the song continued and realized that she was crying silently. Her hand reached out to grab his hand, her eyes, filled with wonder, met his.
“I have some connections, this is the actual concert you missed, it only ended about an hour ago, and it’s unedited.” He said.
“Thank you,” she mouthed silently.
Becca thought about it for a moment and then hooked her index finger at him; he raised his eyebrows so she repeated it. He leaned towards her slowly and she put her hand on his cheek and softly pressed her lips onto his. His eyes widened then closed as he angled his head to deepen the kiss; and as it did before time stopped.
A/N: Please Help What Direction Do you think the story should go in?
****I am a HUGE Foo Fighters Fan and recently attended their sold out concert in Philly this is my tribute.******
It was the middle of the night. Not that that made much difference in a retro fitted missile silo, except for the small decrease in personnel.
Becca wheeled down the hallway hoping to avoid unwanted attention i.e., Daniel, Jack, Sam, Teal’c, Walter, and Dr. Brightman etc. etc. She was finally out of traction and they had transferred her into the VIP quarters.
She was BORED!
She had to get some work, something; she just did not care about the social life of the stars. If she had to look at one more magazine, or read one more romance novel she was going to scream. She could practically feel her brain cells’ melting, okay maybe that was an exaggeration.
She was almost there, one more corridor and she was home free.
Suddenly she came to a screeching halt and screamed.
Looking up she saw Daniel’s smiling face, “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Let go! I am going to my lab and you can’t stop me!” she said trying her best to push his hands off the handles.
“Uh, no you’re not, and yes I can.” He said with a twinkle in his eyes and in a perfect imitation of the Soup Nazi, “No work for you!”
He turned her chair around taking care not to bang her extended leg against the wall. He heard her grumble something quietly that sounded suspiciously like bastard.
Bending down so that his head was next to hers he whispered, “I have a surprise for you.”
The contact of his breath on her ear caused the hairs on the back of her neck stand to on end.
Straightening he continued, “I had a feeling you would try something like this so I stayed on base and asked security to call me when they saw you headed for your lab.”
He did not steer her back towards the VIP suite so she started to get curious. Stopping in front of what Becca knew was just a huge storage bay Daniel told her to close her eyes, she gave him a skeptical look but did as she was told. He opened the door and rolled her inside closing it behind them.
She couldn’t tell how far into the room they went before he told her to open her eyes again, it was pitch black, “Daniel?” She said.
“Becca, didn’t you have concert tickets for tonight?”
“Thanks so much for that unpleasant reminder Danny Boy.”
“You’ve been spending too much time with Jack.”
Suddenly the a capella voice of Dave Grohl of the Foo Fighters filled the space.
Burn all the candles out.
Make a wish but not aloud.
Relive the here and now.
See you now and then.
I’m a revolving door.
I’ve seen it all before.
I will begin again.
But I can’t start until I see the end.
As the music started she notice that a huge screen had been set up at one end of the room, and on it was none other than the Foo Fighters in what was obviously a tape of a concert.
Daniel looked over at Becca as the song continued and realized that she was crying silently. Her hand reached out to grab his hand, her eyes, filled with wonder, met his.
“I have some connections, this is the actual concert you missed, it only ended about an hour ago, and it’s unedited.” He said.
“Thank you,” she mouthed silently.
Becca thought about it for a moment and then hooked her index finger at him; he raised his eyebrows so she repeated it. He leaned towards her slowly and she put her hand on his cheek and softly pressed her lips onto his. His eyes widened then closed as he angled his head to deepen the kiss; and as it did before time stopped.
A/N: Please Help What Direction Do you think the story should go in?