hattie_notqueen: (Hattie & Cam)
Cam: ... like robbing banks in Venice?
Hattie: Are we going to do that?
Cam: No, but we could watch it. Seriously, the Italian Job is a great movie. ... and Charleze Theron is really hot in it, too.
Hattie: Blondes are definitely more your type. So, party in your room? I'll bring the jello.
Cam: Tell Teal'c to bring popcorn.
Hattie: Mom and Dad?
Cam: Drinks.
Hattie: Great. And you get the floor. No WAY am I sitting in that chair. Your bed is MINE. *a look* No innuendo implied.
Cam: Fine. But no bogarting the popcorn this time.
Hattie: What? *eyes him* Are you denying a pregnant woman movie food?
Cam: Okay, okay. Tell Teal'c to bring some for YOU and for the rest of us.
Hattie: *glares* I hate you.
Cam: What? That way everybody's happy.
Hattie: You act like it's all that WEIRD. It's not. *still glowering* Just stay off my bed.
Cam: You mean MY bed that I'm letting you sit on.
Hattie: Mine for the next three hours. And I won't be sitting, I'm going to be LOUNGING and if you don't want me to con a backrub out of you, hush. *sweet smile*
Cam: Okay, okay.
Hattie: *wheedling and kind of pathetic-like* But seriously? Caaaaaaaaam.... backrub? *hopeful smile*
Cam: What am I, your personal masseuse?
Hattie: *actually bats eyelashes* Oldest and dearest friend. Besides Teal'c. *BEAMS*
Cam: *smiles* Aw, c'mere kiddo.
Hattie: *rolls eyes but scoots over anyway*
hattie_notqueen: (Hattie & Cam)
Your muse has the task of convincing someone to do something or go somewhere that they have already said no to someone else on. Let's see them work some of their magic.

CAM: I don't CARE, I'm not going to see the Sex and the City movie with you. I'm not going with AMY.
HATTIE: I'm not AMY. And I'd do it for you. If there were some goofy movie YOU wanted to see.
CAM: You want to see all the movies I want to see, so that's not fair.
HATTIE: Well, come on! It's not like I even want to see THIS one, but I promised myself that I'd see every movie that came out from May 1 to August 31. It's a QUEST.
CAM: EVERY movie?
HATTIE: ... That gets a C or above from reviewers.
CAM: Just wanted to make sure the hormones hadn't erased your standards.
HATTIE: Well, come on. Sex and the City? But it's part of the QUEST. I wouldn't send YOU on a quest by yourself, you can't send ME on one by MYSELF. And if Teal'c can see Mamma Mia with me? You can TOTALLY see Sex and the City.
CAM: The difference is Teal'c LOVES Abba. I'm ... well, kind of scared of those four chicks.
HATTIE: *deadpan* Grandpa Landry agreed to see 'Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2'.
CAM: *matches* Did you actually tell him what it was about?
HATTIE: Kind of? I didn't see the first one. But he's a smart man. I'm sure he looked it up.
CAM: Somehow, I doubt it.
HATTIE: So? He said he'd see it. And Dad? Well, Indiana Jones, of course. Mom? X-Files.
CAM: Now that's cheating. They actually LIKE those.
HATTIE: And you might like Sex and the City. I heard that Chris Noth might... ride in an airplane? *winces*
CAM: Well, gosh, why didn't you say so?
HATTIE: *might pout just a little* Look, you do this for me and I won't tell Amy you did it. Our secret. And? I'll throw in Batman, my treat.
CAM: *thinks a moment* ... Okay, fine. BUT you have to go see the next movie I want as you to, no matter what you might think of it.
HATTIE: Deal. *bites lip* Hellboy 2?
CAM: With the arm and ... Come ON, it's gonna be AWESOME
hattie_notqueen: (Hattie & Cam)
Cam: Because I don't want your dad coming after me. Again.
Hattie: Well, if I wasn't pregnant. And wait, what? Again?
Cam: Nevermind.
Hattie: What aren't you saying NOW?
Cam: Nothing!
Hattie: Cameron Mitchell, don't you get avoid-y with me.
Cam: I'm not! Honest.
Hattie: *eyes him* I know you did something.
Cam: I didn't do anything! ... Although if you ask your dad, it's a different story, but I think he just likes to blame me for anything involving you.
Hattie: Oh god. Am I missing something this time? Is it me?
Cam: No, no. It's just ... *does a really bad Daniel impression* "Hattie wants to go out to this place but it's too dangerous, but she said that's what guns are for, and it's YOUR fault."
Hattie: *O.o* Because you're the one that taught me most about guns (well, and then mom) and fighting, he's upset?
Cam: He's overprotective. I guess you can't really blame but ... good God does it get annoying sometimes.
Hattie: If he only knew...
Cam: *looks at her*
Hattie: *innocent* What?
Cam: I don't want to know.
Hattie: Probably not. If it makes you feel better, he wasn't that way before.
Cam: Who, your dad? Do I have to remind you about the time he slugged me?
Hattie: Dad. yeah. He... was understanding, almost. *smiles* That's because he doesn't remember, either.
Cam: Oh, you mean he WON'T always be this way. Well, I should hope by the time he's a grandpa ... *snickers*
Hattie: *shakes head* Don't do that or even MOM won't be able to protect you.
Cam: Aw, who am I kidding. He's gonna stop worrying about you and start worrying about Optimus Prime that kid of yours.
Hattie: Stop worrying about me? I wish my insta-age came with that switch. *wry* When are YOU going to stop worrying?
Cam: ... *trying to be all cool about it* Who says I worry now?
Hattie: You don't? About that time I got shot...
Cam: ... okay, I MAY have worried then.
Hattie: *smug smile to herself* You worry.
Cam: ... so do you.
Hattie: *maybe just a lil defensive* ... yeah? So?
Cam: *smug* Nothin'. Just nice to know you care.
Hattie: *makes a face and slugs him in his arm* Ugh. You.
Cam: Hey, no fair. You know I'm not gonna hit you back!
Hattie: I know! *laughs*
Cam: *tries not to rub his arm, because ... ow. But he's gotta look cool.* You're such a brat sometimes. *really dramatic sigh*
Hattie: *crinkles her nose and points* And you're a drama queen!
Cam: You take that back!
Hattie: Make me! I'm too old to spank.
Cam: *ahems* Is that what you tell KITT?
Hattie: As if I'd tell you! Besides, to be fair? *smirks* It's not what I told you before.
Cam: *makes a face* Okay, I know that technically it WAS ... will be ... me. But ... TMI.
Hattie: WON'T be you. Not anymore. *shrugs* Which is why it doesn't hurt to say it. Well- *snickers* Doesn't hurt ME.
Cam: ... *grumbles* I hate you.
Hattie: *teasing* You LOOOOOOOOOVE me. *thinks better of what she just said, nudges him and rests her head on his shoulder* You'd miss me if I weren't here.
Cam: *gives her a little affectionate noogie* Yeah, you've got a point there.
hattie_notqueen: (Excuse Moi?!)
Any change, any loss, does not make us victims. Others can shake you, surprise you, disappoint you, but they can't prevent you from acting, from taking the situation you're presented with and moving on. No matter where you are in life, no matter what your situation, you can always do something. You always have a choice and the choice can be power.
- John Donne


"The answer is no, Hattie, and that's final."

Daniel Jackson's voice was the same irritating matter-of-fact tone he'd always taken when he'd found a new translation that he was certain was correct. The only difference was that this one had the added 'Dad' filter thrown in and Hattie had to grit her teeth to keep her temper.

"You can't make that kind of decision for me," she pointed out. "I'm not a kid any more."

It was a harsh point of contention between them. THE point of contention, as it were. True, he'd seen her grow up. He'd educated her in all the finer points of literature, math, science and more, not to mention the pick-ups she'd had from Sam and Landry, Teal'c and Cam. He wanted her to go back so that her mother could experience all those things with her, too.

He wanted her to have a normal childhood. She knew this. Just as he knew that she considered what she'd lived and breathed to be perfect. Living eighteen years in .08 of a second was fine to her. It was what she had known. Exploring the Ancient database had given her a different kind of education, but one that was rounded, nonetheless. She had no doubt that she would pass any college entrance exam upon returning to Earth.

They were all going back, that much was fact. Teal'c had been chosen to stay old since he had so many years on the rest of them due to his previous symbiote and current Tretonin use. The only remaining question was Hattie.

She was fighting tooth and nail to get to stay old.

"You'd take your childhood, watching you grow up into the beautiful woman you are, from your mother?" It wasn't a new argument, not all on it's own. The 'watching you grow up into what you are now' bit was, and Hattie was prepared.

"Dad. Who's to say I'd be the person I am now if I grew up on Earth? I wouldn't know half the things I do now, I would have had to suffer through public education, I wouldn't have unlimited access to galactic information and-" She sighed. "You'd take my childhood from me? All the Christmases, the birthday's, the... the LEARNING, everything that makes me ME from me, now?"

Hattie was dangerously close to crying.

"I wouldn't remember, honey," Daniel pointed out, taking off his glasses to wipe at his own eyes. "I won't remember any of that."

Shaking her head as she lowered it into her hands, she felt the tears come. "I can't have my life taken from me, Dad. Please. You have a life to go back to, I'll just go back to diapers and never knowing the awesome things I have and it feels like such a loss."

"Even if you never knew it was a loss?"

She just nodded. There were things they never talked about, things she hadn't told him about. Things he might have known about, but things they'd never actually discussed. And it was heartbreaking to know that all of it would be gone, too, with no one to remember how wonderful and beautiful it had been.

Quietly, her dad spoke again. "He wouldn't remember, either."

"All part of the tragedy, Dad," she said as she stood. He could make the decision, but she had to decide how she'd react. She wouldn't become a sobbing wreck. Nodding once at him, she left the room, taking a deep breath and heading to the workout room.

Once there, she took her frustrations out on a punching bag until her hands were raw, then winced as she ran them under cold water in her quarters.

"It'll all be for the best," came a voice as her door swished open.

Hattie sighed and looked down, patting at her knuckles with a light blue towel which she tossed into the sink. "Glad to see you're taking it with such a hearty attitude."

"Don't be like that," Cam said, crossing the room and wrapping his arms around her just as she sat, which caused them to tumble onto the bed. "Even if you stayed an adult, I'd forget and treat you horrible like I did in the beginning."

She nodded and rolled into his chest, burying her face there. "I know. I don't want to forget this, Cam, even if I'm the only one who remembers."

Sensing the seriousness of her tone and feeling how tense she was, Cam tightened his grip on her and kissed the top of her head. "Then talk to your dad again, sweetie. Tell him. You always have a choice. And the choice can be power."

"Do you want me to remember, Cam? Or would it be easier if I forgot? Would you rather see me two again?"

"If you remember this," he murmured as he kissed her gently, "and that I love you," he whispered, "I don't care how old either of us are. Talk to your dad."

Hattie nodded, feeling more like she had someone on her side, the one person who mattered. Her dad, for all his good intentions, couldn't prevent her from staying an adult.

When it came time, when the barrier went up, Hattie hugged Teal'c for the moment it took for the ship to explode. The heat, the intense heat, then black nothing-

- as she was shoved to the side with more explosions and she swore she saw a little girl vanish. She lay on the ground, her arms covering her head from the sparks and falling debris until she heard Sam Carter shout they were entering hyperspace. The pull behind her solar plexus gave her pause and then she stood, brushing off her uniform.

The look in her father's eyes as he searched for the toddler he'd been holding onto and the way it changed into one of knowing when he finally caught sight of her was almost heartbreaking. She swallowed and took a step forward. "Hi, Dad."

Hattie Jackson
Stargate OC
1042 Words (not including quote)
hattie_notqueen: (Sigh)
It's not that they're not together. She'd prepared herself for that part, really she had. If it was simply not being held or hugged or kissed or even being made love to, that would be one thing. But that's not it at all. Not even a little bit.

It's the way that he looks right through her, as if he never loved her at all. And really? He didn't. He hasn't yet, and if everything goes right, he won't have the chance.

It's sick, really. Putting things right so that your life, everything you've ever known isn't really yours to experience. To remember. Those little moments that take two people to remember correctly, where you fill in the moments by finishing each other's sentences? She has to that herself, without any help from a diary or anything else. Even Teal'c's memory can only go so far.

It's the little things. She knows this. The way he'd touch her cheek before he sat down at breakfast or the way he looked at her while she studied the chessboard. The way their footsteps would run in pace or the way their breathing would even out together... after. Things that only SHE can remember, or forget.

It's not even that he doesn't remember loving her. It's that he'd be horrified if he knew the truth. It's that he looks at her like she's just a kid again, if he can remember that she's not two at all. It's that he treats her like one of the guys when he used to treat her like so much more. It's that she's just Hattie, again.

It's one thing to tell yourself that it would never have worked anyway, but it's something else entirely to see that played out as if your worst nightmare ("What if?") had come to life. She can't go back, she wouldn't want to go back and yet... she wonders. She wonders, in reverse now, what if? What if things hadn't gone back to normal? If time hadn't been reversed? If the Ori beam had finally hit the Odyssey and destroyed it or worse? If everyone had gotten old and died without her and she'd been forced to live the last twenty or thirty years of her life alone?

He might not remember being in love with her, but she remembers and she has to force herself to move forward. To act as though it never happened. She's not the only one, and maybe that's what sends her to Teal'c time and again. He has his own grief in love and they talk. They talk over and over and while he's stoic, she gets angry until there's nothing to be angry about anymore. She can't begrudge Cam his youth any more than he can begrudge her her age.

She watches him with Amy Vandenburg when they all take that vacation to Kansas. She knows her dad knows something she's not telling and there's a reason she's not telling. Would he kill her or murder Cam? It doesn't matter, it's all over and done and by the way Cam's disappeared with Amy, he's clearly moved on. Moved on from something he doesn't remember? It's not fair and she knows it, but she can't help the bitterness that chokes her from the inside out and the walk she takes into the middle of the cornfield does little to help the feeling.

On the base, he wonders why she's avoiding him, their chess games, their sparring matches and their jogs. When she agrees to the sparring match, there is genuine anger there and she has to quit before she attempts to do him serious damage. Instead, she agrees to an offworld mission with SG-12 as their linguist. Camping, it was not.

Instead, it gives her time to rethink her goals. SG-12, studying and finally, maybe, moving on from Cam. He knows now and while they have an understanding, they'll never be where they were. He's not 'her' Cam, anymore. Deep down she knows this even if her heart has a hard time recognizing it.

Hattie Jackson
Stargate OC
773 Words
hattie_notqueen: (Hattie & Cam)
Cam: Just a little girl!
Teal'c:: *pats Cam's head* Your feelings are only natural, Colonel Mitchell. In time, they will pass. *wise and knowing smirk*
Hattie:: Flailing is not new to you, you know. *pats Cam's head... thinks better of it and pats his arm instead*
Cam: *glares at everyone* I'm being punked, aren't I?
Hattie:: *quietly* No.
Shan:: *goes the way of Daniel*
Daniel:: *still hiding under his rock* Did you bring coffee?
Shan:: Lots. I figured you'd need it. *ducks under* They'll probably talk it through. She's moved on.
Daniel:: Moved on what now?
Hattie:: Me, Dad.
Shan:: Talking to Cam should be easy.
Cam: Yeah, because she remembers everything!
Daniel:: *hunkers down for more translating*
Hattie:: *sighs* I'd rather remember everything than never have experienced it. *shrugs and lifts glass, murmuring into it* It wasn't bad.
Cam: *puffs up his chest a lil bit* Well ... I mean, it couldn't have been.
Hattie:: *raises eyebrows and and looks away for a moment and doesn't say anything*
Cam: Aw, come on. Blink once for yes, twice for no?
Hattie:: Well, that wasn't the ONLY time we- *makes a lil motion with her hand* And not EVERY time was like the first and not EVERY time was- Are you SURE you want to know?
Cam: I'm not lookin' for DETAILS. Just ... you know what, never mind.
Hattie:: You were just... older. It wasn't a BAD thing. *small smile and she makes SURE her parents can't hear* I was never disappointed. *winks*
Cam: *winks and claps* Now THAT'S what I'm talkin 'bout
Hattie:: *actually might have blushed* Yeah, just like that.
Cam: *peers at the Jackson Rock* This never gets mentioned to your folks. Your mom would skewer me.
Hattie:: *makes a girlscout-y handmove* I would never. *eyes wide*
Cam: Good.
Hattie:: *nudges him from the side* We're cool, right?
Cam: *nudges her back* You know it, kiddo.
Hattie:: *closes eyes* Cam? Just.... ugh. *shakes head*
Cam: *smiles, mostly to himself*
hattie_notqueen: (Hattie & Cam)

She's currently in the middle of a three-way and the question catches her off-guard. It's enough for Teal'c to come in and sweep her off her feet. As her back hits the ground, she makes a soft 'oof' sound and she lays there for an extra moment, trying to catch her breath.

Glaring, she stands again, reaching for her Sodan stick, "I really appreciate that, T, thanks."

"You must always remain aware of your surroundings, Hattie Jackson," he responds and she swears that if he WOULD wear the same smirking expression that Cam is, he... well, he would. So, she transfers her glare to Cam and tilts her head, her long ponytail swinging to the side.

"Superpower?" She repeats it, this time completely aware of the two men circling her.

"Yeah, you know. Superpower. Batman, Superman..." When he gets a blank look in return, he stops moving and she smacks him for good measure, sneaking in under his arm, the stick catching him in the sensitive spot just above his ribs. She's pulled it back before he can think to grab it. Now she's wearing the smug look and Teal'c actually give a short laugh. She winks at him. Irritated at the display and at the fact that she got the better of him, Cam asks, "You want to hear this or not?"

Hattie stops moving, too, and holds up a hand. "Okay, okay. We're done. What's Batman?"

"Batman is a superhero of the sixties and-" The next thing Hattie knows, she's getting a rundown of Batman, but not from Cam Mitchell. From Teal'c, which causes her eyes to go wide.

"So, Batman has superpowers?"

Cam has to jump in at that moment, "No, Batman doesn't have superpowers. I was just giving an example as a superhero-"

"But you said Batman had superpowers," Hattie pointed out, more to be onery than anything, leaning on her stick and trying not to smile.

"SUPERMAN. Superman has powers. Like-" And to see Cam screw up his face and think about it for a moment is really one of the funniest things Hattie's seen in a long time. She exchanges a glance with Teal'c and it's all she can do not to break into laughter. "Like, he could fly around the Odyssey really fast and reverse time."

Hattie blinked and gave him a Look. "That's ridiculous."

Cam pointed at her with a knowing smile, "No, it only SOUNDS ridiculous until you hear yourself say 'I am trapped on a spaceship, stuck in a time-dilation field'."

This time Hattie DID laugh and even Teal'c cracked a rare smile. "Indeed."

"I can't think of anything," Hattie finally admitted. "What would I do with superpowers here? I don't need to fly or be invisible. Everything we need is just given to us. We can't really be saved from the outside and on the inside there's nothing TO save."

By the end of her ramble, Cam was just staring at her. "You're too much like your Daddy. Only you two can turn a talk about superheroes into something NOT FUN."

Hattie couldn't help but laugh again.

Hattie Jackson
Stargate OC
544 Words
hattie_notqueen: (Ooooh You)
It wasn't his fault. He didn't remember. In fact, he not only didn't remember, but I couldn't tell him. Not 'couldn't' as in 'physically unable', but 'couldn't' as in 'so far beyond classified that he doesn't even know it exists'. I mean, he knows SOMETHING happened while on the Odyssey. They all do. Something HAD to have happened. I'm here. I'm 20 years older than when we started. And yet, I can't talk about it. Teal'c and I are the only ones who know.

What would I say? "Well, Cam, you and I were in love. Deeply in love. You gave up on the thirty-odd-year age difference and actually loved me. Boy, did you. In fact, we sex it up twice a day, every day, for a year and a half!"

I'm sure it'd go over well. The man has a heart attack if I smile at him wrong. Why? Because not long ago, in his eyes, I was a year and a half old. Not only that? I'm 'Jackson's Daughter'. Oh, and Mom could kill him with her pinky. On the Odyssey, though, 'Jackson' was involved in his own little way to pass the time and Mom was nowhere to be found.

He waited until I was legal. And he was a gentleman. Soft, sweet... well, most of the time. Sometimes there just wasn't time for foreplay. But that's not what THIS is about. This is about jealousy.

With him not KNOWING? He got to pick up with Amy Vandenberg, right where he'd left off. Which, okay, to be fair? They hadn't even started dating yet, but the scare of living out his life sitting still was just enough for him to not want to be alone. When he said that to me, of all people? I had to tell him, "You weren't alone." He, of course, thought I meant everyone on the ship. But what could I say? He'd never have understood and I didn't want to freak him out.

But, yeah. I was a little jealous. Sure, she knew him in high school, but she didn't KNOW him. Not the way I did. And even if she started now, she still wouldn't get to know him the way I do. Did. No, DO. And even though I don't have romantic feelings for him now? No woman on Earth will ever know as much about Cameron Mitchell as I do. Which makes me a little smug. And, at the time? Tamed the jealousy.

I did realize something, though. I don't do well with jealousy. Makes me pouty. And at the time? I was jealous of Amy Vandenberg. Now? I think they make a cute couple. She just better not break his heart.

Hattie Jackson
Stargate SG-1
483 Words
hattie_notqueen: (Default)
I've only had two 'partners', as it were. The first, cam, I grew up with. Well, actually, he was already grown. I mean, he was kind of there when I was born, and then I grew up and literally saw him every day from the time I was like, two on. And he just was and I can't remember a day that I didn't love him.

It started when he taught me to play chess. I think I was seven. A few years after that, I started going on his daily jogs with him, he showed me the X-302's in the hangar, that kind of thing. When I hit sixteen, maybe closer to seventeen, he started to come find me for those kinds of things. He'd interrupt the translating I was doing with Dad, always waiting til he'd left of course.

New Year's is when it all boiled it over, right after I'd turned seventeen. That was the first time he kissed me. Nine months later, on my 18th birthday... well.

Anyway, that's how we met. I've just always known him.


As for Kitt, I guess the best way to say we met is off the internet. Chat programs. Of course, I didn't know he was just using me to relieve his boredom in parking lots while waiting for Michael.

I didn't know he was a car, not until he said he'd come to Colorado to meet me. Then he gave me warning I think because he had to.

We went for a drive and talked and when I asked where he'd go if he had the chance? He said the Pacific Coast Highway. I'd never been, so off we went.

I have to interject here that I was crushing on a CAR. A car. I could barely admit it to myself, so there was no way I was going to admit it to um, HIM, but I did manage to ask if we were on a date. Right as I fell asleep. He was such a good sport, putting up with me.

Oh, how things progressed.

Anyway, that's how WE met. What a meeting.

Hattie Jackson
372 Words
Stargate SG-1
hattie_notqueen: (Hattie)
He'd always managed to keep his temper from her. At least until two days after her seventeenth birthday. It was then that she went jogging on her own for a bit when she couldn't raise him on the comms system and, as she jogged past his room, stopped to see if he was around.

He'd just finished trashing the room and she furrowed her brow at the broken bits of model plane and the slats of his bed on the ground.

"Get out of here, Hattie," he growled at her.

She'd been fingering the piece of wing that she'd picked up from the ground by the door when he raised his voice and to hide the fact that he'd hurt her feelings, she tossed it toward the broken bed with a curt, "Who's the biggest idiot you know?" before turning and jogging off.

It was her own mistake, she would readily admit (to herself), going back a couple hours later. It had bothered her seeing him so beaten down. So, she headed back in that direction after a session with Teal'c and as the door slid open again, she saw Cam picking up what was left of the room.

"Didn't I tell you to get lost?" His tone hadn't changed much, and it still stung.

"Have you always been a jerk?"

This time, she didn't have anything to throw, but it didn't matter. She flashed him a dirty look he didn't see and walked away.


Six weeks later, they were jogging and he made a quip about her glasses, she remarked back about his shoes, he commented rudely on her hair and she stopped in the middle of the hall to ask, "Who picks out your clothes?"

"What's wrong with my clothes?"

"Ever think about picking something that doesn't say US Air Force on it?" She raised an eyebrow and moved the tones from teasing into derisive.

"I'm IN the US Air Force," he reminded her, his tone also changing. His, however, bypassed derision and went straight into, 'not kidding'.


She resumed her jog and wasn't entirely surprised when he didn't join her again for almost three weeks.


"What makes YOU so special?" She was standing there with her arms crossed, the glare she'd inherited straight from her mother firmly on her face.

"Excuse me?"

Hattie faltered, and it showed, but only for a second. "I said, what makes YOU so special?"

Cam took two steps in her direction, and Hattie stopped breathing. He gave her a long look and said, "I'm still Colonel on board this ship and you'd do well to remember that, Catherine Hatshepsut Jackson. You're not your momma to be sneakin' around here."

At his pointed finger, she gave a small huff and spun on her heel.


It was New Year's and the entire ship had decided that it was going to be a semi-formal affair, the core producing outfits for everyone. She had chosen a dress that wouldn't cause her father to have a heart attack, but looked nice and accentuated the curves she'd come to notice on her body.

She headed down the hall and accepted Teal'c compliment with a quiet grace and a polite, "Thank you."

Her dad had kissed her cheek and spun her in a circle telling her that he was proud of her, but that she needed to go to bed early because it was going to be an early morning.

Grandpa Hank had said he wanted the first dance, Sam had said she liked how Hattie had done her hair and just then, Cam arrived.

"Hey, Cam," she said, refusing to admit to herself, much less anyone else, that his opinion mattered most. "Whatcha think?"

"It's nice."


"Yeah, it's nice. Looks okay on you."

Hattie glared as the rest of the group started eating and ignoring the two of them, off in their own little corner. "What about you, CAMERON? You call THAT sexy?"

"Wasn't trying to impress you," he snarked back before heading in the direction of the food table.

This time, her feelings really WERE hurt. Who ELSE did he have to look nice for? Landry!?

It was up to her to ignore him and she did, taking turns dancing with Landry, her father and then Teal'c, who was nothing but gentlemanly toward her. Constantly and unwaveringly. He spun her around the dance floor and she laughed, totally enjoying herself. A faster paced tune picked up and she let go of Teal'c to move independently while still standing close. He, too, moved to the beat and the two of them laughed and smiled, enjoying each other's company. When the music ended, she placed a hand against her chest as a sign of fatigue and Teal'c took the hint, bowing slightly and moving back to the party.

Nearby, a voice came low and sardonic from the shadows. "That was dancing, not a fit, right?"

Hattie exhaled and rolled her eyes toward the sound. "As long as it was 'nice', what do you care?"

Shaking her head in exasperation, she stalked past him, completely unprepared for the hand that grabbed her elbow to stop her. The snarl made her heart drop into her stomach and for a moment she couldn't breathe as his voice came at her again.

"I care."


Months passed and they ran in silence, with that only being broken if and when Cam asked if Sam had made any progress with the core technology. It meant that Hattie had stopped working with Sam just so she could tell Cam so and he'd stop asking. One day, she arrived for their jog and he wasn't there. She shrugged and swiped her card for the level they ran on and her card didn't work.

Didn't work?

With frustration, she went from one transport to another her passkey refusing to work on any of them, effectively confining her to Level 14.

He didn't come to dinner, he wasn't in his quarters. She didn't want to tell her father or any of the others about any of the problems the two of them had been having because when she talked them out, it sounded so... petty. Worse, it sounded like some kind of... spat, and she hated that.

Finally, sometime in the middle of the night, with Hattie sprawled on the ground outside his quarters, he came back to his room.

When he swiped his card and his door didn't open he glanced down at the figure on the floor. He nudged her with his foot and she practically jumped to her feet.

"What's the matter, Colonel Mitchell? Can't get in?"

"Fix it."


"Fix it now, Hattie."

"No. Not until you fix my passkey."


"Who died and put you in charge?" Came her snapped retort and he paused, for a moment, flustered.

"I AM in charge, after Landry," he pointed out.

"I didn't go to Landry because this is STUPID. You're acting like a kid. I want my access back," she told him.

"There are things on this ship that aren't safe," he told her, pulling things out of his ass. Her eyes got wide.

"I've been on this ship since before I was TWO and now there are things on it that can hurt me? You want to try it again? WHAT can hurt me, Cam?" He stayed silent and she moved closer, poking him hard in his cotton covered chest. "WHAT can hurt me? TELL ME!"

"ME!" He finally shouted back. "I can hurt you. I can hurt you, Hattie. Me." With a groan, he pulled her close and kissed her, his mouth coming down on hers as if he'd never wanted to kiss anyone like that in his life.

For her, it was a dream come true. When he deepened the kiss, she followed his lead, completely unaware of what to do. It was her first kiss and she was at a loss. He wasn't pulling away, though, which meant she had to be doing something right. After another minute, he finally shoved her away.

"Go to bed, Hattie."

She blinked. "What?"

"Go. Away."

"Are you serious?" She was breathing hard and her face was hot and he was telling her to GO AWAY?! Was he out of his mind?

"I'm serious. We'll talk tomorrow, but right now-?" He shook his head and held up his hand and motioned at his door. "Fix this first."

Dazed, she reached over and swiped her card, then watched as he walked into his quarters alone. As his door swished shut behind him, she reached up to touch her lips. A smile crossed them and she felt a hot blush come over her again.

"Oh, my."

He was definitely in charge.

Hattie Jackson
Stargate SG-1
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