The Vengeance Of Hathor
by John O'Connor
Disclaimer:  Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the
property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom,
MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko 
Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes
only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright
infringement is intended. The original characters,
situations, and story are the property of the author.
Notes: Spoilers for "Hathor," "Out Of Mind," and "Into
The Fire." 
Thanks to Han for the suggestion/challenge.
Part 2
Doctor Janet Fraiser was desperately tired. She hadn't
really slept in the weeks since SG-1 had disappeared.
Even when they found Teal'c, he was in a coma and
unable to tell them anything. When he recovered, he
had little useful information and has since quit the
SGC and returned to his people to carry on his fight
against his former masters.
The worst was when Colonel Makepeace returned and told
them that, from the Tok'ra, he learned that Hathor had
reappeared and taken SG-1, with the exception of
Teal'c, captive. Things looked pretty hopeless.
Janet had tried some over-the-counter sleep aids but,
though they made her sleep, they didn't provide the
rest that she needed.
Every night Sam was on a mission, the expanse of white
sheets reminded her of how empty her bed was when her
lover wasn't there. It was worse now that she knew Sam
was in mortal danger and might never come back.
As she lay there, she remembered their first night.
Sam was so nervous but so eager to please. Janet knew
that night that she was in love with Samantha Carter
and wanted to spend the rest of her life with the
beautiful blonde.
******
Janet kissed Sam after Sam had recovered from her
first orgasm. Sam happily returned it and then pulled
Janet against her. "I want to feel your warmth on me.
I want to feel your body against mine," Sam whispered.
Janet smiled with joy. She had become more and more
enthralled with Sam and now that they were finally
together, she couldn't believe her luck. This
beautiful woman wanted her too!
Sam held her tightly and said, "I want to make love to
you and enjoy your body. Please bear with me, I've
never done this with a woman before."
Janet was touched and had to swallow past a huge lump
in her throat before she could say, "I will be happy
if we just stayed like this tonight. I feel so happy
wrapped in your strong arms."
Sam kissed her deeply, the feel of Sam's tongue
dancing in her mouth made Janet tingle all over. When
Sam began to kiss her way down Janet's body, the young
brunette felt a warm rush of love and excitement flow
out from wherever Sam's lips and tongue were.
Janet had never had a lover who thrilled her as much
as Sam did. She hoped Sam would feel the same.
As Sam reached Janet's breasts and began to lick and
nibble on the hard nipples, Janet found rational
thought increasingly difficult.
******
A knock on her door roused Janet from her memories of
happier times. "Mom?"
Janet got up and opened the bedroom door. "What is it
honey?"
"I miss Sam. I'm scared for her."
Janet held the young girl in a tight embrace,
smoothing her long brown hair gently. "Sam will be
fine. She's a strong, brave, smart woman. She'll be
back soon," Janet lied.
"But she's never been gone this long before," Cassie
said.
'Hathor, you evil bitch! For what you're putting my
daughter through, if I ever see you, I'll rip you
heart out and stuff it down your throat!' Janet
thought angrily as she held her daughter. "She will be
alright. This is Sam we're talking about, you know."
She could feel the girl nod against her as she held
her, trying to offer what comfort she could. She
walked with Cassie back to the teen's room and sat
with her until the young girl fell asleep.
Janet returned to her lonely room wishing she had
someone to offer her that kind of comfort. The only
person who could was lost in an alien prison on the
far side of the Galaxy.
She refused to shed any tears. Sam was coming back.
She couldn't possibly leave them like this. Not Sam,
no matter who or what got in the way.
******
Sam lifted her face from Janet's bosom and smiled
somewhat timidly, "Was that alright?"
"Oh God, Sam! Was it ever!"
Sam let her fingertips trail down Janet's body and
play with the silky curls between her legs as she
again began to suck on the hard nipples.
Sam snaked her finger into the wet slit and began to
lightly caress the walls of Janet's vagina. She kissed
her way down there and began to lick around her
fingers. As she did, the clitoris popped up out of
it's little hiding place and Sam marvelled at it
before taking it in her mouth and applying some gentle
suction to it. When she flicked the tip of her tongue
across it, Janet moaned loudly and grabbed Sam's head.
As Janet pulled Sam into her, Sam again flicked the
clit's tip. She repeated this several times until
Janet saw bright flashes behind her closed eyes as she
reached her first climax. She lost all touch with
herself except her hot, exposed core.
When she opened her eyes, Sam was looking at her with
a trace of concern. "Was I alright?" the blonde asked
in a timid voice.
Janet simply nodded and drew her down to kiss the
traces of her juice from Sam's mouth.
Later, as they cuddled under the blanket, Sam
whispered, "I have wanted to try this ever since I was
a teenager, but I was afraid. I thought there was
something wrong with me."
"There's nothing wrong with you or what we did, Sam.
With the right person, with you, it can be beautiful.
Just like you." Janet kissed Sam softly.
"Janet, I always thought sex was dirty and wrong," Sam
replied. "But this wasn't. It was so wonderful."
Janet just held the woman in her arms tighter, as she
said in a light voice, "Well, I'm glad I could show
you it's not."
Sam smiled happily, "Can you show me again?"
******
Waking up to the sun coming through the bedroom
drapes, Janet still felt tired. She struggled up and
into her bathroom to take a quick shower before making
Cass' breakfast.
As Janet towelled herself off, she remembered
something Sam had said after they had gotten together.
Coincidentally it had to do with them during their
first encounter with Hathor.
******
As the women lured the male guards into their cell to
free themselves, Janet found herself kissing one of
the guards before one of the other women knocked him
out. Sam asked her one night while they were cuddling
after another hot session of love-making why Janet
wiped her mouth after kissing the guard.
Janet lay in Sam's embrace and said with complete
honesty, "Because it wasn't you."
The doctor also told Sam that she became even more
infatuated with the tall blonde when Sam came over to
help her out around her place after Janet had been
wounded during that little adventure.
"But I knew I was in love with you after Cassandra
came into our lives. Seeing you with her was so
heart-warming, that I knew I could spend the rest of
my life with you."
******
Janet shook her head resignedly, and went back to get
dressed. The honor she felt when she put on the
uniform was gone now that the woman who appreciated
her the most was missing.
After fixing Cass her breakfast and making sure she
had lunch money, Janet drove her to the junior high
school Cassie attended.
"Why are you driving? I always take the bus," Cassie
asked.
"I just, I wanted to spend some extra time with you.
And I'm not in a hurry to get to the Mountain, I
guess," Janet said.
Cassie took Janet's right hand and held it. "I had a
dream last night...Sam's in trouble but she'll be
alright."
Janet smiled at her daughter. "Thanks kiddo. I needed
that." 'I pray you're right.'
After dropping off Cassie, Janet drove on to Cheyenne
Mountain southwest of the city and passed all the
security posts before coming to the Command Center.
Normally, Janet wouldn't go near there or the Gateroom
unless she was requested. Her normal routine was to
check in at the Med Center and spend most of her day
their or one of the bio-labs. Since the disappearance
of SG-1 and the departure of Teal'c, she had been
haunting the Command Center.
As she walked in, the duty sergeant looked up and
said, "No word yet, ma'am. But Colonel Makepeace is
due to report in within the hour."
"Thanks, Sarge. Is the general in?"
"Yes, but he's on the red phone."
Janet nodded. Although she didn't know what Clinton
could do from Washington that trained experts hadn't
already tried here.
Instead of wasting time in the CC, Janet made her way
to the Med Center. Upon arrival, she found things to
be quiet. Some of her staff were standing around an
exam table playing cards.
"Hey, Doctor! Want us to deal you in?" Lieutenant
Richardson asked.
Janet gave her a tight smile and shook her head.
"Thanks Hannah, but I'm not much in the mood for cards
right now."
She went on into her office to try to get caught up on
some paperwork. When she saw the pile on the blotter,
she let out a heavy sigh and sat down.
After an hour of mindlessly filling out multi-part
forms for the DOD and the Pentagon, Janet sat back.
Pushing away form her desk, she walked into the main
room and headed for the coffee maker in the corner.
"Damn!" she exclaimed when she couldn't find any
creamer.
"Doctor?" Lieutenant Richardson asked. "Is there
something wrong?"
'Yes, the woman I love is being held captive, possibly
even being tortured, by an evil demi-god and there's
nothing I can do to stop it,' Janet thought before
saying, "We're out of creamer."
"Oh! Let me run to the commissary and..."
Janet waved her to silence. "No Hannah, it's okay. I
really need the caffiene more than the flavor."
As she headed back to her office, Janet wondered at
her last statement. What had she tried to tell her
aide? Was she even making sense?
She buried her head in her arms as she returned to her
desk. She jerked her head up when she heard, "Uh,
Doctor? Doctor Fraiser?"
Jerking up out of her seat, Janet tried to hurriedly
compose herself. "I'm sorry, General! I didn't hear
you come in."
"It's okay Doctor. But, if I may, you look like hell,"
General Hammond observed.
Glancing at a small mirror off to the side of her
office, Janet was forced to agree with her commanding
officer. Her eyes were sunken from fatigue, her
posture was horrible, and she looked drawn and wasted.
"Yes sir, General. I haven't been sleeping to well the
last few days," Janet said.
"Hell, Doctor, neither have I. Not since SG-1
disappeared." Hammond shook his head slowly and
continued, "I was speaking with the president earlier
when Colonel Makepeace reported in.
"They have found the Goa'uld stronghold but it's
heaviy guarded. No surprise there. The colonel and
SG-3 are keeping it under observation. Hopefully they
can find a weakness in the Goa'uld defenses and we can
send in an assault team to free SG-1."
Hammond looked at Janet, "Doctor, I realize that you
and Captain Carter are quite close. I wanted you to
know that we are doing everything we can."
Janet wondered at Hammond's statement about she and
Sam but knew better than to ask. "I appreciate the
information, sir."
"How's Cassandra doing?" Hammond, like everyone else
in the SGC, felt a parental affection for the orphaned
girl.
"Better than I am, sir. She knows Sam, Captain Carter,
will be okay."
Hammond smiled and nodded, "The innocence of youth.
"Doctor, I am going to let you in on a little secret.
I was talking to the president earlier and I have the
go ahead to mount a little mission of my own. I will
be leaving later today." Hammond leaned his large
fists on the edge of Janet's desk as he outlined his
plan. He stood up, "We will bring them home, Doctor.
All of them."
Janet felt an unexpected wave of relief wash over her.
"Yessir, thank you for letting me know, sir."
As Hammond turned to leave, she added, "Good luck,
sir."
"Thank you Doctor. I'm afraid we're going to need it."
 (c) John O'Conner
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