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I am a late comer on this ship, I know. I pretty much was turned onto Stargate when I was injured (for my own stupidity I assure you) and I took to the Netflix to find something to occupy myself. I discovered that one of my favorite movies of all time had been made into a TV show, so I started to watch. And fell in love. With Daniel Jackson. Madly. Not just Michael Shanks (although I am fairly certain that he is a Grecian God - oh dear lord....) but the character himself. Then came seasons 9 and 10 and I was just upset by the whole thing. I love Claudia Black and the scenes were fun, but really? Her? That is what they decided he would end up with? Ugh. I mean really, what would they talk about, ever? So, I made him someone. This is your warning. This is sorta a Mary Sue. Sorta because a Mary Sue is Ms. Perfect and while Adrienne seems perfect at first she is NOT. By a stretch. She needs someone like him as bad as he needed someone like her. This is their love story.

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Cleaning up - friendship story

I just get these little friendship moments that I think enhance the main arc.

Here's an old idea I found on my phone!

(This is before they realize they have fallen in love with each other but their friends are starting to notice things)

Adrienne figured that with the odd schedule she might as well stay on base, get some stuff done around here, maybe map out some future database research or work on her novel. She hated mid shift and for the life of her she didn't understand why, even with both she and Daniel on SG-1, in the world they and their teammates were subjected to the constant shuffling of hours. Working for the government as long as she had, she'd learned just to go with it; they were gonna do what they wanted to do anyway. 

A sigh escaped her lips, the Cajun rubbing pale hands over and equally pale face, past dark eyes, finally peering at the basket. 

She'd start with her bed. 

Ripping off the covers, Adrienne tossed the linens onto her desk, pulling away the not as fresh fabric just as her door opened. 

She didn't even need to look up. 

"Well hello there..." she called out playfully, hearing him shutting the door behind her. 

"You disappeared," Daniel accused, "I thought you were start the next section of the database."

Oops, she forgot to leave a note when he hadn't gotten back from his meeting and did just leave once she'd mapped out her to-do list. 

"Sorry, shug. I was, but I actually got a headache staring at the screen so I decided to come down here and get started on my domestic to do list. How was your meeting?" 

"Typical," he answered, "which is why I decided to walk around to cool off, see what everyone was doing, bother you..." he trailed, Adrienne feeling her cheeks flush. 

She kinda adored him, a lot. 

"I love how bother me is on your list of things to do to amuse yourself," she said over her shoulder, biting her lip, knowing her cheeks were flushing. 

Vala is NOT right Addy. 

Stop it. 

"I was just gonna check and see what you were doing..." he led again. What in the hell did he want from her, an invitation?

Damn stupid Vala and her damn stupid ideas. 

"What’s it look like I’m doing Indy?" she teased, unable not to with him, "I’m cleaning."  

With that, she went back to her work, pulling the clean purple fitted sheet from her "washed" hamper. She'd just tossed it into the air to open it, bringing it down on the surface when there he was, right at her side, curious eyes examining the bed. 

"What are these? It's not your usual." 

He knows your usual sheets Addy; Vala's right...

"They’re t-shirt sheets," she answered, blowing off the second half of the statement. 

"T-shirt sheets?" he inquired, curious, and Adrienne wasn't surprised. Guys, even less disgusting guys like Daniel usually just bought whatever sheets were on sale, that kinda matched, and took them home. 

"Oh yes..they're sheets. Made out of t-shirt material," she explained with a bright smile, "Come touch them..."

She watched him frown, making that face of his, pushing his glasses up his nose before reaching out, running his hand over the surface. 

And then his jaw dropped.

"Why did I not know these existed??"

Adrienne shrugged. 

"You're a man?" 

"And they’re cold!" he disregarded her answer, rubbing his hand over the surface. 

"I know," she was beaming, pulling the corners down before racing to finish the other side, "aren’t they great!?!"

"I am definitely crashing here tonight, definitely," he declared, falling back onto them, SG jacket and all. 

"Do you know how bad that sounds?" she couldn't resist, he was so funny right now, so...


He was so cute right now. 


"Hush," he said, sitting up again to take off his boots, "it's not like one of us was gonna stay put all night. I think the odds of us watching a movie together on base are now officially higher than Teal'c saying indeed." 

Because we're a god damn couple....

Addy you need to get a grip. 

"Cooyon," she fussed, "get ya fool ass up. You help me make dis and den we can pick a movie." 

He stood, laughing, Adrienne rushing to get her blankets, her stomach a mess of nerves. 

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Addying it

Dialogue Only

Inspired by the fact that I am not nor will I ever be Addy Rowan Jackson, if for only the reason that I am NOT a hacker. 

But this little one WAS inspired by the bit of hacking I did tonight :D 



What are you doing in the floor?

Pic kee toi ya gawd damn piece ah merde...


Try ta get me ta buy dat shit when dis ah do jus fine, fuck ya, Imma figya dis out...


Naw, Imma plug dis 'ere and den reset, where in da 'ell is dat paperclip.


Indy, gah dammit what da ya want!?!?!

To know why you are crawling around on the floor in your pajamas at midnight.

I'm installing a new router.

A what?

A router, you know, so I can have WiFi in here.

In your room?


But we have it in the lab.

But I want it in my room.


So, I can watch TV in here that is not on a DVD. Why are you so damn nosey and why are you in my room at midnight in YOUR pajamas.

I can't sleep and didn't feel like working.

That's a first.

No, I thought you would know by now that I can't sleep.

That you didn't feel like working...

Vala told me she wanted to make me scream her name through the archaeology wing....


That's not funny.

Nope, it's not just funny, it's hilarious, dammit can ya hand me a paperclip from my desk?

Why do you need a paperclip?

To reset the router.

With a paperclip?


Wow, that's some real advanced technology there...

Ya want me ta send ya back to Vala?

Getting the paperclip...

Thanks, now, come here.

On the floor?

No Indy, the ceiling. Yes the floor.



Do you need another paperclip?

Shut up. No, I need you to take off your shirt.


So I have something nice to look at while I do this.

(Daniel frowns)

Sorry, with Vala stalking you in the lab, probably sans underwear, I couldn't resist. I don't wanna see you naked ya coo yon, just get down here and help me.

Ok, what do you need.

After I reset, I will unplug, turn back on the power and I need you to check connections behind me nad tell me how many little blinky lights there are while I configure the lap top.

I have an IQ in the 170s and you are reducing me to counting blinky lights?

Start counting Indy if ya wanna have something good to watch on my TV when you can't sleep or are trying to avoid being jumped by your harem of women.

Why do I subject myself to this torture?

Because you love me. Ready?

Zero blinky lights.

Smartass. Ok, give me as they come on.

One, that's one blinky light. Ha, ha, ha.

Shug, was that the Count?


From Sesame Street.


Oh dear god...any more?

Two, that's two.

Stop Daniel, just stop, it's just, no, just don't..

Fine, there, no wait, four, but the fourth is orange.

That's fine (types...)

Five, ok, five, four green and one orange.

(Adrienne leaps to her feet)


What are you doing now?


By dancing around like an idiot in the middle of the night?


Great, you dance, I'm gonna take laptop and find something on TV.

You don't know how...

Then I suggest you come sit over here and show me or else I may delete background pictures of half naked Swedish men....

Coo yon....

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Out of Character - The things we do in love

It was late, later than he had planned on working but Adrienne had this way of keeping him going even when he wanted to call it quits. Before, he'd just fall asleep at the keyboard, working himself to the bone, but then she'd dragged him to his bed and made him crash and now? 

Now she dragged him to hers, and he didn't mind in the least. 

His eyes were dry and he had forgotten to put drops in, sitting down in his desk chair rubbing his blue orb underneath of his glasses. 

"Here take mine," she whispered passing a plastic bottle over to him which he took gratefully. She gave him just a moment, one drop in one eye and one in the other, Adrienne sitting down on his lap when he finished. 

"My room?" she asked, knowing he had no itnetion of letting either of them drive so late. 

"Sure," he replied softly, reaching to kiss her gently. They sat there in the lab, Daniel lips wandering all over his assistant's neck, the Cajun woman shivering in response. 

"Stop.." she giggled, pushing him away. 

"Stop what?" he teased. 

"Stop making me shiver," she pecked his nose, "even though I love that you make me feel like that."

"I love that I can make you feel like that," and he did, watching her moan in ecstasy was almost as good as when the feeling itself hit him, pleasing her, torturing her, being with her like he had never wanted to be with anyone else. She started to stand to leave but he just wasn't ready to let her go, pulling her to face him and bringing their lips together again. 

In the middle of the night, in their cold workspace, Daniel and Adrienne lets their mouths wander as if they were alone. 

Which they were...

For a few minutes at least.

"Stop that you two," Daniel heard a familiar voice behind him, one that in the past might have made him jump, that he might have actually cared about, but at this moment not so much. 

Adrienne didn't seem to care that much either. 

"No," he broke their passionate kiss only enough to answer Vala, Adrienne laughing lightly as he held her firmly in place quickly returning to his task. 

"It’s disgusting," she spat. 

"Then leave," Daniel answered from Adrienne's mouth, a growl of discontent his reply. 

"This is a public place," Vala noted, Adrienne pulling back this time to laugh. 

'Whatcha need shug?" she asked, her friend waving a folder in the air. 

"Sam said if you two were up, which I am pretty sure one of you is, could you take care of this before bed. Neither of you answered her calls and messages. Can't imagine why," she said, rolling her eyes. Red faced, he could tell Adrienne was tired because not only would he never normally act like this but she was the epitome of Southern prim and proper at times and sitting in his lap, still rubbing herself against him sneakily, dear god Vala LEAVE, was not normal for her either. 

Shit Ad, don't get up...

"Put it over there," Adrienne requested, pointing to her own desk, adjusting again, intentionally in his lap, "we'll do it before bed." 

"Uh huh," Vala retorted. 

"I swear, on my Uncle Buddy's moonshine," she answered with a smile, "and that's some serious she we be talkin' 'bout." 

Grumbling, something about being repulsive and acting like animals, Vala started to leave, Adrienne clearing her throat. 

"Shug?" she asked out, Vala coming to a halt. 


"Can ya shut da door?" Adrienne, his, his lover, requested. He watched as Vala's jaw dropped, her chest heaving as she breathed in to say something, but the words just didn't come out. Huffing, she marched through the opening, slamming the door behind her. 

"Thanks," he said, pushing Adrienne to get the folder and get to work so they could get to her room faster. 

"Me first, folder after," she said with a grin, a hand over her shoulder, a remote, pointed at the cameras. 

What the hell?

Daniel quickly forgot the folder as he felt fingers at his zipper...