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1) The one without Oma.
A lot of the other differences were typical. Their Sam had long hair, which she kept in two braids hung over her shoulders. Daniel stared at her and thought she looked like Heidi coming down the mountain side.
She looked back at him, and her eyes started to shine, and seconds later she was crying.
His Sam, who was plucking self-consciously at her own short hair, looked at her counterpart in confusion.
“Let me guess,” Daniel said. “I’m dead?”
Their Sam nodded, clenching her jaw and making a visible effort to stop the tears.
“He’s good at that,” said Mitchell. “The dying.”
It wasn’t a very sensitive thing to say, and even through her tears Their Sam managed to get off a glare.
“I’m sorry,” Daniel said, walking up and putting a hand on her arm like she was His Sam. “What happened to me?”
“Radiation poisoning,” Their Sam said, and she looked like she was going to say more until she saw the expressions that passed over all of their faces. “That happened in your timeline, too? And you lived? How?” Her voice cracked on that last word and the tears threatened again.
“I didn’t exactly…” Daniel paused. “Oma.”
“What?”
“Oma Desala,” Daniel said. “The Ascended being who saved Shifu?”
Their Sam stared at him blankly. “Sha’re’s son?” Daniel clarified.
“The Tok’ra took him,” she said, suddenly showing recognition. “I didn’t know his name.”
Daniel blinked, withdrawing his hand from her arm. “Oh,” he said.
Cameron, having had the benefit of missing all of Daniel’s deaths, moved forward with their actual goal of this mission.
“We’re here to see how this SGC’s doing against the Ori,” he said.
Their Sam didn’t stop looking at Daniel. “Which Goa’uld is that?” she asked. “We probably killed it. There aren’t many left.”
“You’ve never heard of the Ori?” Mitchell asked.
“No,” Their Sam said. “Like I said, there aren’t many left.”
Mitchell nodded. “Good,” he said. “Congrats.” He made eye contact with his team and whistled. “Let’s go.”
His Sam clapped a hand on Daniel’s back, propelling him back to the mirror.
“I’m dead,” he said to her, softly, as they walked towards its shimmering surface. “And the Ori didn’t come to Earth.”
And His Sam had to understand what he was saying, as did Cameron and Teal’c as they closed around him before the mirror.
“Yeah,” she said.
“Let’s go home, Jackson,” Mitchell said.
“Indeed,” rumbled Teal’c, and pushed Daniel through the mirror first.
2. The one without Mitchell.
Cameron Mitchell thought she looked and acted exactly like the Sam he knew, and it made the differences in the timeline all the stranger. He almost preferred the one that looked like Rapunzel.
Other Sam understood their mission immediately, comprehended the dangers of remaining in that dimension, and she was straightforward and direct as she briefed them on her SGC’s fight with the Ori.
It was pretty much in the same shape as their own world: one step forward, six steps back, one step forward, an Oraci back. Cameron didn’t have a counterpart at this SGC, and he didn’t ask why since it probably involved death, or paralysis, or something equally depressing. Everyone else was here: another Daniel, another Teal’c, another Vala.
The conversation over, Mitchell stood up and whistled for his team’s attention. “Let’s go back home, folks,” he said.
A look of confusion sliced across Other Sam’s face, as the rest of SG-1 started moving towards the quantum mirror.
“You’re in charge?” She asked, looking from Mitchell to the original Sam and back again.
Mitchell paused. “Sort of,” he said.
Other Sam looked at the his Sam. “You have seniority.”
Mitchell’s Sam shrugged. “He put SG-1 back together,” she muttered, moving towards the mirror.
“What?” This Sam wouldn’t drop it. “Why did it need to be put back together?”
“Jack went to Washington,” Mitchell’s Sam said. “I decided to do some R&D, Teal’c was involved in the Jaffa nation…”
“You left SG-1?” Other Sam sounded horrified. “Why? Why didn’t you want to lead it?”
Cameron decided his Sam didn’t have to answer that question, since she looked like she really didn’t want to. He hustled Teal’c, Daniel, and Vala towards the mirror, and he didn’t hear her response.
3. The one with Mitchell’s wife.
The wedding ring was one of the first things Cameron noticed about his counterpart in this world. He avoided asking about it until they had the mission directives out of the way, but he was dying of curiosity.
This world was having a slightly better time of it; they’d killed the Oraci as a child and that, apparently, made things better. Vala made a strange face when she heard that.
“Sorry,” she whispered, and shrugged.
Other Vala dismissed the apology. “Oh, I didn’t kill her.”
Daniel perked up. “Did I? It was me, wasn’t it?”
“We don’t have a you,” said Other Mitchell, cocking an eyebrow. “It was me.”
“Good job,” Mitchell told his counterpart.
They started packing up to leave, shortly after that.
Mitchell sidled over to Other Mitchell. “Hey,” he said, pointing to the other man’s left hand. “You’re hitched?”
“Yeah.” Other Mitchell blinked at him, grinning.
“Can I ask who?”
Other Mitchell laughed. “DeeDee.”
The name didn’t ring any bells. “I don’t think I’ve met her.”
“Sure you have.” Other Mitchell chuckled. “DeeDee Jackson. Danielle Jackson.”
And unfortunately, he said that loud enough that Daniel heard and came over.
“What?” he asked.
“Oh dear God,” Mitchell said. He looked at Daniel. “We’re married. And you’re a woman.”
Daniel’s mouth fell open. “What?” He processed it a lot quicker than Mitchell did. “Am I…is she here?”
“No,” Other Mitchell said. “She’s home with the baby. That’s why I killed the Oraci.”
“Baby?” echoed Daniel. He looked at Mitchell. “Let’s not tell anyone about this.”
“Agreed,” Mitchell said, instantly. “But we might have to kill Sam, Teal’c and Vala or they’ll tell.”
“I’m okay with that,” Daniel said.
As Mitchell moved towards the mirror before the others picked up on the conversation, he heard Daniel ask a question to Other Mitchell:
“Hey, this is going to sound odd…but does your Vala hit on me…er… your wife?”
Other Mitchell nodded. “Incessantly.”
4. The one without the Ori.
Daniel was dead in this universe, too.
They only spent a couple of minutes wandering around the strangely empty SGC, before they ran into someone they knew. Daniel looked at them for a second before his eyes glowed and he screamed for help in a language only Teal’c understood.
The heavy sounds of Jaffa boots chased them back to the quantum mirror.
5. The one with the Ori.
Again, the SGC was dark and vacant. Completely devoid of people or activity, and it seemed to have been abandoned long enough for a thin layer of dust to coat the gate room.
Only one room was full of people: the morgue.
“The plague?” wondered Sam.
“Let’s go home,” Mitchell said, face grim. “They can’t help us.”
Daniel led the way as they turned around. “We could have helped them.”
1) The one without Oma.
A lot of the other differences were typical. Their Sam had long hair, which she kept in two braids hung over her shoulders. Daniel stared at her and thought she looked like Heidi coming down the mountain side.
She looked back at him, and her eyes started to shine, and seconds later she was crying.
His Sam, who was plucking self-consciously at her own short hair, looked at her counterpart in confusion.
“Let me guess,” Daniel said. “I’m dead?”
Their Sam nodded, clenching her jaw and making a visible effort to stop the tears.
“He’s good at that,” said Mitchell. “The dying.”
It wasn’t a very sensitive thing to say, and even through her tears Their Sam managed to get off a glare.
“I’m sorry,” Daniel said, walking up and putting a hand on her arm like she was His Sam. “What happened to me?”
“Radiation poisoning,” Their Sam said, and she looked like she was going to say more until she saw the expressions that passed over all of their faces. “That happened in your timeline, too? And you lived? How?” Her voice cracked on that last word and the tears threatened again.
“I didn’t exactly…” Daniel paused. “Oma.”
“What?”
“Oma Desala,” Daniel said. “The Ascended being who saved Shifu?”
Their Sam stared at him blankly. “Sha’re’s son?” Daniel clarified.
“The Tok’ra took him,” she said, suddenly showing recognition. “I didn’t know his name.”
Daniel blinked, withdrawing his hand from her arm. “Oh,” he said.
Cameron, having had the benefit of missing all of Daniel’s deaths, moved forward with their actual goal of this mission.
“We’re here to see how this SGC’s doing against the Ori,” he said.
Their Sam didn’t stop looking at Daniel. “Which Goa’uld is that?” she asked. “We probably killed it. There aren’t many left.”
“You’ve never heard of the Ori?” Mitchell asked.
“No,” Their Sam said. “Like I said, there aren’t many left.”
Mitchell nodded. “Good,” he said. “Congrats.” He made eye contact with his team and whistled. “Let’s go.”
His Sam clapped a hand on Daniel’s back, propelling him back to the mirror.
“I’m dead,” he said to her, softly, as they walked towards its shimmering surface. “And the Ori didn’t come to Earth.”
And His Sam had to understand what he was saying, as did Cameron and Teal’c as they closed around him before the mirror.
“Yeah,” she said.
“Let’s go home, Jackson,” Mitchell said.
“Indeed,” rumbled Teal’c, and pushed Daniel through the mirror first.
2. The one without Mitchell.
Cameron Mitchell thought she looked and acted exactly like the Sam he knew, and it made the differences in the timeline all the stranger. He almost preferred the one that looked like Rapunzel.
Other Sam understood their mission immediately, comprehended the dangers of remaining in that dimension, and she was straightforward and direct as she briefed them on her SGC’s fight with the Ori.
It was pretty much in the same shape as their own world: one step forward, six steps back, one step forward, an Oraci back. Cameron didn’t have a counterpart at this SGC, and he didn’t ask why since it probably involved death, or paralysis, or something equally depressing. Everyone else was here: another Daniel, another Teal’c, another Vala.
The conversation over, Mitchell stood up and whistled for his team’s attention. “Let’s go back home, folks,” he said.
A look of confusion sliced across Other Sam’s face, as the rest of SG-1 started moving towards the quantum mirror.
“You’re in charge?” She asked, looking from Mitchell to the original Sam and back again.
Mitchell paused. “Sort of,” he said.
Other Sam looked at the his Sam. “You have seniority.”
Mitchell’s Sam shrugged. “He put SG-1 back together,” she muttered, moving towards the mirror.
“What?” This Sam wouldn’t drop it. “Why did it need to be put back together?”
“Jack went to Washington,” Mitchell’s Sam said. “I decided to do some R&D, Teal’c was involved in the Jaffa nation…”
“You left SG-1?” Other Sam sounded horrified. “Why? Why didn’t you want to lead it?”
Cameron decided his Sam didn’t have to answer that question, since she looked like she really didn’t want to. He hustled Teal’c, Daniel, and Vala towards the mirror, and he didn’t hear her response.
3. The one with Mitchell’s wife.
The wedding ring was one of the first things Cameron noticed about his counterpart in this world. He avoided asking about it until they had the mission directives out of the way, but he was dying of curiosity.
This world was having a slightly better time of it; they’d killed the Oraci as a child and that, apparently, made things better. Vala made a strange face when she heard that.
“Sorry,” she whispered, and shrugged.
Other Vala dismissed the apology. “Oh, I didn’t kill her.”
Daniel perked up. “Did I? It was me, wasn’t it?”
“We don’t have a you,” said Other Mitchell, cocking an eyebrow. “It was me.”
“Good job,” Mitchell told his counterpart.
They started packing up to leave, shortly after that.
Mitchell sidled over to Other Mitchell. “Hey,” he said, pointing to the other man’s left hand. “You’re hitched?”
“Yeah.” Other Mitchell blinked at him, grinning.
“Can I ask who?”
Other Mitchell laughed. “DeeDee.”
The name didn’t ring any bells. “I don’t think I’ve met her.”
“Sure you have.” Other Mitchell chuckled. “DeeDee Jackson. Danielle Jackson.”
And unfortunately, he said that loud enough that Daniel heard and came over.
“What?” he asked.
“Oh dear God,” Mitchell said. He looked at Daniel. “We’re married. And you’re a woman.”
Daniel’s mouth fell open. “What?” He processed it a lot quicker than Mitchell did. “Am I…is she here?”
“No,” Other Mitchell said. “She’s home with the baby. That’s why I killed the Oraci.”
“Baby?” echoed Daniel. He looked at Mitchell. “Let’s not tell anyone about this.”
“Agreed,” Mitchell said, instantly. “But we might have to kill Sam, Teal’c and Vala or they’ll tell.”
“I’m okay with that,” Daniel said.
As Mitchell moved towards the mirror before the others picked up on the conversation, he heard Daniel ask a question to Other Mitchell:
“Hey, this is going to sound odd…but does your Vala hit on me…er… your wife?”
Other Mitchell nodded. “Incessantly.”
4. The one without the Ori.
Daniel was dead in this universe, too.
They only spent a couple of minutes wandering around the strangely empty SGC, before they ran into someone they knew. Daniel looked at them for a second before his eyes glowed and he screamed for help in a language only Teal’c understood.
The heavy sounds of Jaffa boots chased them back to the quantum mirror.
5. The one with the Ori.
Again, the SGC was dark and vacant. Completely devoid of people or activity, and it seemed to have been abandoned long enough for a thin layer of dust to coat the gate room.
Only one room was full of people: the morgue.
“The plague?” wondered Sam.
“Let’s go home,” Mitchell said, face grim. “They can’t help us.”
Daniel led the way as they turned around. “We could have helped them.”
