Lightening Bolt.
A "Gutter Press" Fan Fiction
By Abydos.
Disclaimer: STARGATE SG-1 is a registered trademark of MGM/UA and SHOWTIME-Online. This fanfic is not intended to infringe on those rights and is written solely for entertainment. No copyright infringement intended. I am only borrowing these characters for a brief while and will give them back as I found them when finished. I will derive no profit from this story except the pleasure I get from letting my imagination run free within some one else’s universe…so lets get on with it shall we.
Dark clouds gather over head as Dr. Daniel Jackson looks out through the kitchen window at the woods beyond the cabin that his friend Col. Jack O’Neill had let him use for the weekend.
Daniel pushed up from the sink and walked into the living room where he crouched by the already set grate and set a match to it watching the flames rise and consume the wood. That was how he’d been feeling lately. Like the work was beginning to consume him…He’d needed to get away. Spend some time by himself and think.
The rain pelted relentlessly against the windows and outside lightening flashed across the sky. Daniel pushed up away from the fire and shoved his hands deep into his trouser pockets. He missed Shar’re, the smell of her hair and the soft feel of her body against his…
The knock broke him from his reminisces with a jolt. It sounded again before he realised that it wasn’t his imagination, but that some one was actually knocking on the cabin door. Frowning Dr. Jackson walks to the door and opens it to find a young woman standing sopping wet in the door way.
"Ahamm, sorry to bother you but do you happen to have a telephone or a mobile? My jeep just broke down and I gotta call for help." She says in a voice that would send shivers down any red blooded males spine.
"Yes, a phone…over there!" Daniel said and pointed to a black telephone on the sideboard behind the deep blue cushioned sofa.
The woman entered dripping puddles all over the polished wooden floor.
"My name is Nepi." She tells him as she pulls off wet gloves and shoves them into even wetter pockets.
"My publisher said a weekend in the mountains would stimulate my imagination and cure my case of writers block.." she told him as she unzipped her coat and pulled a damp piece of cardboard from a damp shirt pocket.
"Daniel…I’m Daniel Jackson…" he said with a smile. Nepi smiles at him and turns her attention to the telephone..
"Oh hello Crays garage…yes I have…Hello!, Hello!, damn it…!" she says and puts the phone back into the cradle. "Now what will I do?" she says more to herself than Jackson.
Daniel looks at her standing there and offers her a suggestion.
"How about you shower and have dinner with me…If the lines are down they probably won’t have them fixed until after the storm." He suggests.
Nepi regards this stranger with suspicion in her eyes. How does she know he’s not some mass murderer who’ll kill her in the shower…or have her for dinner…
Noticing the doubt on her face he blushes and smiles.
"I promise I won’t touch you scouts honour." He says and indicates the stairs that sweep up to a landing just in behind the front door. "Bathroom is the third door along..there’s clean towel’s in the cupboard to the left." He says and walks towards the kitchen.
"Its up to you but its warm and dry in here and there’s spaghetti for dinner." He says over his shoulder.
Nepi looked towards the storm splattered window and then to Jackson as he vanished into the kitchen and the sound of rattling pans was heard. Her stomach rumbled and the fire looked warm in the grate. With a sigh she decided to trust him. "Third door eh?" she called hoping that she wouldn’t regret it.
Daniel busied him self in the kitchen chopping the peppers, mushrooms, onions and garlic for the sauce.. So much for spending time on his own. He mused scrapping the vegetables into the olive oil and frying them lightly before adding fresh tomatoes and herbs to the mix. The smell of cooking permeates the kitchen as the pasta cooks in boiled water and the vegetables cook. Daniel sets two places at the small table by the fire.
Nepi, stood beneath the water and relished in the warm water as it flowed over her…the wet clothing having been tossed in a heap on the floor. She didn’t realise how cold she’d been until she stepped beneath the shower and felt the warmth on her body. She’d propped the chair she’d found up against the door and desperately hoped she wouldn’t need it. Though at this time she didn’t care…steam rose around her and she sighed. It would be a pity to have to leave.
The smell of cooking food wafted up and into the steam filled bathroom, causing Nepi’s stomach to growl even more. She switched of the taps and taking a large towel she dried herself off. Her hair she wrapped in a turban and her clothes she rang out and laid over the bath…slim chance in them drying any time soon. Maybe Mr. Jackson would have something other than the towelling robe that hung on the door that she could borrow. Slipping into it Nepi tied it tightly and padded barefoot from the steamy bathroom and down the stairs.
Daniel was busy setting out the plates when she entered the kitchen, he didn’t hear her coming. Until a slim arm reached around him and poked a finger into the sauce on one of the plates…
"umm, good looking and can cook too!" she smiled as he started and half turned.
"uh sorry, it was all I could find" she said noticing the curious look he gives her.
"I’ll find something else for you later, first lets eat…!" he said and as she stepped aside carried the plates passed her and into the low table by the warm fire. He poured her a glass of brandy and a glass of wine for himself, almost spilling it when he caught sight of Nepi as she bent forward and unravelled the turban then dried her hair…he was sure that robe didn’t look half as good on him then chiding himself approached her. Then they both sat down on two soft cushions and began to eat.
Daniel, when asked what he did gave her the Cover story that SG-1 had told him to use, the only true part of which was that he was an Archaeologist specialising in Egyptology and Ancient Languages…
Nepi as it turned out was a fiction writer who specialised in Romance fiction. Her publisher had wanted her to write a sequel to a Novel she had written six years earlier and in attempting to do so, she’d drawn a blank, coming up here was meant to elevate that blank. As Nepi told him her story she shivered, she wasn’t sure if it was the cold or the fact that he was so close…
Daniel watched her as she spoke and ate…she was so alive and vibrant. The fire caught the red in her hair and as she spoke the fold in her robe slipped open revealing soft pink flesh. She unselfconsciously closes it and continues speaking.
Daniel watches her gazing into her beautiful green eyes and wonders…how long has it been…
Nepi pauses and licks suddenly dry lips. He smiles across at her as lightening splits the sky and thunder sounds awfully close to them causing her to spill some of her brandy over her robe. Nepi apologises profusely to Daniel who leans over and begins to pat dry the spill with his napkin.
As he pats the spill Nepi wonders if it’s the rain pounding out side or her heart. His face turns up to hers.
Blue eyes met green and they both know what’s about to happen…very slowly with heart pounding in his chest Dr. Daniel Jackson moves closer. Very softly he brushes her lips with his..She doesn’t pull back so he moves even closer, his fingers gently touching her face as their lips meet again with more insistence. Nepi responds lip on lip, she parts her lips then and his tongue explores her mouth and in return hers explores his. Nepi raises her hands to his face.
Suddenly Daniel pulls from her, colour rising, guilty at wanting her so much when Shar’re is still his wife.
"I-I’m sorry…," he said catching her hands as he stands up and then releasing them…Intending to clam his libido he walks to the kitchen.
Nepi rises to her feet and frowning follows him.
"What happened in there?" she asked and listened while he tells her about Shar’re his ‘missing wife’. Stunned Nepi watches him as he stands, knuckles whiting on the counter top edge as his shoulders slump, and his head lowers. Something in her wants to take this man and wipe out what ever it is that pains him so much.
Nepi pads barefoot across the kitchen floor. Very gently she takes his arm and turns him to face her. She touches his worried face with her finger tips, working her way up and around his neck, into his hair.
"Just for now…there’s only you and me..!" she breathes.
He stares at her as she gently guides him down to her she kisses him, a soft gentle kiss.
Daniel responds by enfolding her in his strong arms and holds her to him as he kisses her with all the longing he feels within him. His mouth moves down her chin to her throat and the nape of her neck, his lips move up around her ear as he moves behind her kissing her skin and nibbling her ear.
Daniel’s right hand slips beneath the robe and cradles a breast. His finger and thumb teasing a nipple as she gasps her body sinking against him…he pushes her hair to one side and she feels his warm breath on her neck as he gently tickles the back of her neck with his tongue.
Nepi feels his desire as he presses against her. She wants him, but is willing to let him go at his own pace…enjoying the exquisite torture.
Her skin is so soft beneath his fingers and she tastes so sweet to his lips as he kisses the back of her neck and hears her moan, a moan that sends fire throughout every part of his body. It would be so easy to rush this. To bring it to its basest level, but neither of them would achieve anything from that only a base animal release. It wasn’t his style..there would be no discovery, no fulfilment and no fun in that. His left hand slides down her robe covered body and then in under the robe, over her admen and into her warmth… her moans only serve to excite him more as she presses against him.
Nepi wants to turn to force him to finish what he has started but he holds her close, she turns her face to him and they kiss, she moans and he loves the way it feels against his mouth. Her hands move around behind her, grabbing him by the hips she grinds against him…and its his turn to moan.
Finally Nepi turns and steps free of him, his eyes are filled with a deep desire and she has every intention on fulfilling it. She takes him by the belt and licking her lips pulls him back into the living room. Standing in front of the fire she pulls the shirt from inside his jeans. Leaning close Nepi unbuttons it one button at a time kissing his chest as she goes…his nipples how ever distract her and he runs his hands through her soft red hair as she pays heed to them. Her tongue moves on down his abdomen and plays in his belly button for a moment causing him to laugh and pull her up to him. Hungrily his mouth devours hers as she teases him…finally undoing his jeans and sliding back down his body.
Daniel’s eyes close…his breathing is coming hard now as she pays close attention to the part of him that wants attention the most. Biting his bottom lip he tries to fight his urges his eyes close and he runs his hands through her hair again. Her hot mouth doing wonderful things to his body… finally unable to bear it any more her pulls her up to him, her mouth tasting of him.
Daniel pulls open the robe’s belt and gently touches her body beneath, she groans and licks her lips as his hands slide over her body…Slowly his hands move up her body and slide the robe from her. It slips to the floor revealing her to him in all her glory.
"So beautiful…" he murmurs and his mouth finds hers again.
Daniel sinks to the floor, taking her hand and pulling her gently down to him. She straddles his body, tracing the outline with her fingers. His hands touch her face and he traces her mouth with a finger, she kisses his hand. He then brushes his finger tips down the length of her body, feeling her quiver beneath his touch. She smiles at him then and eases back, he bites his lip as he becomes part of her…
"Umm…!" she sighs his hands reaching for her breasts.
They move then as one, firelight catching the sweat of their bodies, they roll and he looks down at her his eyes full of emotion. They kiss. Slow and deep. He gasps into her mouth and she holds onto him, both bodies trembling with release.
Nepi takes his face in her hands. She smiles up into his blue eyes and he returns it. She lets her hands trace down across his shoulder blades and the small of his back before squeezing his buttocks. Then she bends her head in towards his chest and takes a nipple in her mouth.
Daniel surprised feels himself stirring again within her… she lifts away her head and grins at him. He grins back, they kiss again, tongues reacquainting themselves with each other’s mouths as the stirrings become feelings. Her hands continue their work over his buttocks, back and shoulders, the feelings become a desire. She moves against him and nuzzles his ear and he feels the desire strengthen and become a want.
Her hands reach up into his hair and pull him down her legs wrap around him and pull him in deeper.
"Oh God!" he breathes as his want has become a full blown Need. As her mouth seeks out his.
"mmm," she responds. Before they are once more lost within the mystery of each other.
Vaguely at the back of his mind and without too much guilt Daniel finds himself hoping that the storm will last all weekend.
The End
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