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Pins and Needles (Chapter 6)

Pins and Needles Chapter 6

(Read Chapter One, Two, Three, Four and Five here!)

Rating: PG

Word Count: 2063

Fandom: Stargate SG1

Pairing: Sam Carter x Janet Fraiser

Summary:  Janet is a single mother and owner of a tattoo studio. Sam is a florist who has just moved into town. Janet's infatuated. Sam's a disaster gay. Flower shop/Tattoo parlour AU.

Notes: Hi y'all, I know it's been 2 years since I updated this and all I can say is I'm so sorry >.< Not long after I posted the last chapter, my mum got diagnosed with cancer, so life got thrown upside down for a while. She passed away at the end of last year and I just didn't have the brain capacity to update. Thanks for sticking with me and still giving this fic so much love.

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The day in the life of Janet Fraiser wasn’t usually very exciting. On weekdays, she’d open the store, sometimes with Vala, other times alone. She’d sweep, sterilize, set up and then respond to emails and do paperwork until the shop opened. With only two artists, their client base consisted of mostly regulars on the weekend but they’d get the odd walk-in as well. They made enough money to get by and while the shop wasn’t making them millionaires by any means, it wasn’t breaking the bank either.

That being said, with a break in meaning that they'd need to close for the rest of the weekend, clients would have to be rescheduled and what little money they would have made that day was out the door now.

Janet leaned back in her chair with a sigh, running a hand through her hair as she hung up with her last booking. The client had been understanding and had rescheduled for another day but Janet wished more than anything that she had something tactile to be doing rather than calling insurance and rifling through the paperwork.

Around 10, the bell above the door tinkled and Janet looked up to see her daughter waving goodbye to her friend Aly. The young girl dumped her overnight bag by the door and let out a whistle as she looked over the now patched up window.

“Dang mom, I didn't know you were doing renovations,” the teen mused. Janet didn’t hide the roll of her eyes as she climbed to her feet and pulled her daughter in for a tight hug.

“Yeah, well, it’s not something I’d’ve chosen, personally.”

The pair parted and Cassie pulled a chair over to the desk, dropping into it unceremoniously. 

“Did they take anything?”

“No, the sheriff thinks they got spooked and ran off.”

She hummed, picking at her nails. 

“How was your night darling?”

The teen was telling her mother about the weekend she’d had and Janet relaxed a little, listening intently to her daughter relaying the school gossip to her. It was a pleasant distraction to the morning of admin. It felt like days ago that Sam had visited and asked her on a date. Oh god.

She was supposed to take Sam out to dinner tomorrow night. On a date. She hadn’t been on a date in longer than she cared to remember and Sam was an incredibly smart, extremely gorgeous and charming woman and Janet was old and oh god, what if she scared her off?

Cassie seemed to notice her mother’s shift in attention. With a gentle prod, Janet snapped out of her thoughts.

“Yo mom, you okay? Where’d you go?”

“Sorry sweetie, I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now.”

The bell rang again, this time signalling Vala’s arrival. She looked overdressed, as she usually did, in her leather trousers and a loose-fitting men's shirt, her breasts spilling out of her push-up bra beneath the open buttons.

“I don’t understand men,” she exclaimed, dumping her purse beside Cassie’s bag. Janet laughed gently, watching her friend plop herself in front of the desk. “Look at me, Janet. Would you not want a piece of this?” The woman grabbed her breasts, pushing them together with a frown. Janet laughed again as Cassie’s face reddened and she hid behind her hands.

“Absolutely,” the tattoo artist smirked, reaching for the latte Vala had brought her. “But I may be biased because I love boobs.”

“Mom!”

“Precisely! So why is Daniel Jackson so bloody blind to my advances? Every morning I go in there, tits out, legs practically akimbo and nothing, not even a glance. What's wrong with me?”

“Maybe you’re not his type?” Cassie squeaked, giggling.

The silence from Vala was palpable. “No, impossible.” She huffed. “Anyway, at least the other handsome man at the cafe can appreciate a work of art. Practically tripped over himself to pay for our drinks.” She looked pretty proud of herself and Janet snickered, taking a long sip of her drink. The caffeine was a welcome buzz and she relaxed a little more, watching her daughter and friend talk together. 

Janet was reminded at times like this how lucky they were to have such great friends around them. Even though Vala could be loud and immature and frustrating at times, she was a loyal and caring friend and had always been there for Janet when she needed a drinking buddy or a shoulder to cry on. Even more than that, she was great with Cassie. Being a single parent was hard and Janet always feared that she was too strict on her daughter. Jack and Vala were always there to parent her when it got too much.

It really did take a village to raise a child.

“Have you decided what you want for your birthday?” The woman was asking. The pair stood in front of the full-length mirror, Vala braiding the younger girl’s blonde curls. “What about a tattoo!”

Cassie was giggling. “Think mum would let me get a tramp stamp?” 

“Absolutely not,” Janet called but they seemed to ignore her.

“Ooh or maybe a few face tattoos!”

“Oh, or I could get my nose pierced!”

“Or your nipples!”

“She’s 15, not 25, Vala!”

The dark-haired woman shot her a grin in the mirror.

“Lighten up, Jan! I had mine done at 15!”

“Of course you did,” she muttered, unable to help the smirk that found her lips. “Besides, she has a ‘not-date’ with Damien that day.”

“Ooooh, Damien!” Vala teased and the teen blushed again, pushing the woman playfully. 

“It’s not like that! We’re going bowling with our friends!”

“Mmmhm, I've heard that one before.” She tied the braids off with a grin that both Fraisers knew to mean that Vala had a wicked idea. “Does that mean we need to go shopping for a cute, definitely not flirty, not-date outfit?”

Cassie's eyes widened and the pair turned to Janet, both grinning madly. 

“Can we mom? Please?” “Come on, Jan, how can you say no to us! Your daughter has a not-date and I’m… well, I’m going through a hard time with my love life! It’s called retail therapy!”

It would be nice to get out of the studio, Janet concluded. There wasn’t much they could do until the security company sent the footage to the police and that wouldn't happen until Monday morning. She was also painfully aware that she didn’t have anything nice to wear on her date with Sam so maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

“Fine.” The pair’s excited squeals drowned her out but she grinned nonetheless and got up to grab her coat.

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The mall was fairly busy. Christmas was still a few months away but already people seemed to be out trying to beat the holiday rush. 

The pair dragged Janet from store to store, taking their time rifling through every shelf and aisle. Vala couldn’t resist a quick trip into Victoria’s Secret where she got herself several new sets of lingerie; it wasn’t news to anyone that she had an Only Fans and that's how she could afford these luxuries. Tattooing didn’t pay incredibly well and a woman like Vala needed extra income to support her lavish tastes.

While she waited for her friend to finish her haul, a dark green set caught Janet’s eye. It was made of satin but black lace lined the cups and the waist of the panties; the fabric was soft under her touch and there were only two sets left. One just happened to be in her size. Chewing her fingernail, she stared at the lingerie, feeling a little ridiculous. She was a woman fast approaching her forties, looking at sexy lingerie from Victoria’s secret. If it were anyone else, she’d be right there, urging them to ‘treat themselves’ and ‘fuck the patriarchy’, but she was her own worst hypocrite.

She heard a gasp from behind her. Vala rushed forward, grabbing the set and holding it up to Janet’s torso. 

“Oh you have to!” The woman purred, admiring the colour against Janet’s tan, inked skin. “It’s so sexy! You have to.”

“I don’t know…”

“Don't be daft! It’s perfect for you!” With that, Vala was marching back to the counter and Janet had no choice but to follow her. “Now you have something spicy to wear if you ever get the guts to ask Sam out.”

The woman paid for it and handed the bag to Janet with a grin.

“Thank you,” she conceded, cheeks burning with excitement.

The trio left the mall, wallets lighter but bags full of goodies. While Vala and Cassie had been in the change rooms, Janet had found herself the perfect top to go with her lingerie; not that she thought they’d have sex on the first date but it made her feel sexy and desirable nonetheless. 

Janet would never admit it but Vala was right. This had been exactly what the three of them had needed. She was feeling calm and relaxed in a way that she hadn’t for a few days and she couldn’t wait to get home and spend the night watching movies with her daughter. Every year seemed to be flying by faster than the last and before she knew it, Cassie would be moving out and going to college. Janet was fully determined to take advantage of these moments with her daughter while they lasted.

She stepped off the travelator first, stepping out of the automatic doors into the parking lot, Vala and Cassie behind her. They’d gotten a spot only two rows from the doors and as she maneuvered past a blue VW, her truck came into view.

Her heart sank.

The passenger's side window had been smashed in and the contents of her glove compartment and centre console were spilling onto the bitumen. A few people were standing around the vehicle, gossiping. A sheriff’s cruiser pulled up alongside the crowd and Sheriff Hammond and his deputy, Walter, jumped out. 

Janet felt Cassie grip her hand as she stopped before the mess.

“This your truck Janet?” The deputy was clearing some onlookers away from the scene as Hammond approached. She nodded, trying to process the scene in front of her. Could this week get any worse? 

“We’ve been inside for an hour at most,” Vala told the man, taking up guard by Janet’s side.

“There’ve been a lot of break-ins lately,” Walter told them, stopping beside Hammond.

“Did they take anything?”

“I don’t know, I didn't get a look…” She couldnt tear her eyes away from her registration papers that lay on the concrete, the ink slowly blurring into a black blobl as water from the puddle soaked into the paper.

“Right well, we’ll have to get her back to the impound and see if we can’t find any prints.”

“How long will that take?” This was Vala who stood close to Janet, her presence firm and comforting.

“Could be a day or so. We have to call in the folks from the next county over.” So much for her date with Sam tomorrow.

The process took almost an hour. Though it appeared that the car, besides the broken window, was fine, a tow truck was called to transport it back to the impound. Vala had taken cassie home while Janet sorted it, not without complaints from the young girl.

“First your shop, now your truck. One hell of a coincidence, don't you think? Can you think of anyone that’d want to get back at you? Disgruntled family, unhappy client?”

“No. I don’t know why anyone would want to make my life miserable.” For a moment, the image of her ex-husband flitted across her mind but she shook the thought away. They had a restraining order and he didn’t even know where they lived. Still, she told the sheriff as much; she wasn’t taking any chances.

“What’s his name?”

“Sergeant Hugh Walker.”

“Alright, we’ll look into it.” The man’s gaze softened and he touched her arm gently. “You need anything, you let me know, alright?”

Janet returned the man’s smile, nodding gratefully. She watched them go, her car in tow. She stayed where she was for a long moment, letting the stress and the thoughts storm around her head, stinging her eyes. Pulling her coat tighter around her, she headed back inside to call a cab.

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New chapter of Pins and Needles tomorrow? (That’s been sitting unedited in my files for a year now) 👀

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Stargate: The Next Generation

My (half formed) idea for a Stargate continuation series.

So it would start off with Jack’s clone (played by Michael Welch), who is now a Colonel in the Air Force, finally being assigned a place at Stargate Command. He’s being given leadership over a new SG-1 team.

The only other person who I’ve decided on being part of this team would be Rya’c (played by Neil Denis) whose taking his fathers place on the team!

Cassandra (played by Katie Stuart) would have followed in her mom’s footsteps and become a doctor. I’m not sure given the timeline if she would be at the point in her career where she could be the bases CMO when the series starts. But I definitely want her to be the base doctor who treats the new SG-1 team whenever they get injured!

I also know I want Hailey (played by Elizabeth Rosen) to be there as well but she wouldn’t be part of the new SG-1 team cause by this point in the timeline she’d have a much higher rank than Jack’s clone. Maybe she’s like the new head scientist of the base.

I know we need at least two other characters to fill out the new SG-1, but I just can’t think of who I’d want those characters to be. Wether they be all new characters made up solely for this series. Or old characters from the original series. All I know is I kind of want both of these characters to be female. That way we can have 2 male SG-1 members and 2 female SG-1 members.

Daniel is now in charge of Atlantis. He cameos every now and then.

Sam is the general in charge of the SGC. She keeps a picture of the original Sg-1, and a picture of Fraiser and General Hammond on her desk. Every now and then when there’s a scene of her in her office the camera pans to show these two pics. (And maybe at the end of the first episode they do a little tribute “in memory of Don S. Davis”)

Jack has retired by this point, he’s living his best life at his cabin fishing all the time, and him and Sam have finally been able to get married!!!! Sam often talks about him and how he’s enjoying his retirement.

Teal’c is the leader of the free Jaffa and makes occasional cameos to help out the new SG-1 on their missions and to just spend some time with his son ever now and then.

Vala makes occasional cameos. She and Daniel eventually got married and she splits her time between Atlantis and traveling around the galaxy causing chaos.

Mitchel is a general now and he’s in charge of the Beta Site. We get cameos from him once in a while whenever the new SG-1 has to go to the Beta site for one reason or another.

And for the new bad guy of the series. The Furlings finally make an appearance! We know they disappeared from our galaxy a long time ago and we were never given an actual reason for that. I’m gonna say for this series they went off to either a completely different galaxy or to another dimension. And now they’ve returned to this galaxy/dimension, and they bring news with them of the new big bad that’s coming. They’ve been fighting this enemy for generations in this other galaxy/dimension the whole time they’ve been gone, trying to prevent it from making its way to our galaxy/dimension. But they’ve failed and the big bad is on its way and this galaxy/dimension needs to prepare itself. But now we have the Furlings here for the rest of this new series helping the Tau’ri to defeat this new bad guy!

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Please reblog so this reaches as many people as possible!

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Teal'c is supposed to be the autistic coded one because he doesn't understand Earth mannerisms and idioms. However, when in his own culture, he behaves in a more neurotypical way.

(Teal'c still could be autistic. All your faves are autistic.....etc.)

Dr. Daniel Jackson, on the other hand, is the "in-touch with his feelings" and "always getting seduced guy." Typically, this is not the person associated with autistic representation. However, I would argue that he is that guy because he is autistic. He says what he's thinking all the time, no matter the, often bad, consequences. He is the King of empathy and paying attention to little details of interaction and communication. He has no regard for what others may think of him and only acts per his very strong moral compass. He can be gullible because he always believes the best in people, even when maybe he shouldn't.

TLDR: Daniel Jackson is hot and autistic and I love him and want to kiss his face.

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Welcome back to the hellsite!

You've missed some things lmao

How very ominous, anon! 😅 care to fill me in?

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Stargate SG-1: S02 E13 Spirits - SAMANTHA CARTER ICONS

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It’s been a hot minute since I’ve been on Tumblr and already I am falling back into my Stargate shit 😅

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Stargate SG-1: Scorched Earth

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cry are you alive?

Some days I’m not so sure but apparently! ❤️

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Is this still active? I know the stargate fandom is fairly dead. And how often do you update pins and needles because I love it so much, is there more? Anyways, have an incredible day. :)

Hello friend!! Thank you so much for your message!

I haven’t been around for a bit but I absolutely want to be more active. I’m a full time uni student but I’ll do my best to post more :) and thank you for the lovely words about Pins and Needles! I have another chapter written, I just need to edit and post! 😘

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Pins and Needles Update

Hey yall, i’m working on the next chapter of Pins and Needles after about 100 years. Sorry it’s been so long! <3 If anyone’s still interested in it, it should be out within the week! 

Let me know if you want me to tag you when i upload! <3

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Feelings about Samantha Carter: I love this character with my entire heart and soul, she is my child, I will protect her forever

Feelings about Helen Magnus:

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Pins and Needles (Chapter Five)

(Read Chapter One, Two, Three and Four here!)

Rating: PG

Word Count: 1499

Fandom: Stargate SG1

Pairing: Sam Carter x Janet Fraiser

Summary:  Janet is a single mother and owner of a tattoo studio. Sam is a florist who has just moved into town. Janet's infatuated. Sam's a disaster gay. Flower shop/Tattoo parlour AU.

Notes: Sorry this took so long and it’s not very long but I’m trying to get the next chapter done! Thanks for sticking in there!

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“You sure you’re okay?”      Jack and Janet sat in her truck outside of his house, the full moon casting shadows across the stone path that led to his door. Tall trees loomed over them like great beasts, moving together with the winter wind blowing around the parked car. The smaller woman sighed, staring out into the darkness, hands gripping the steering wheel tight.      “Yeah,” she said finally, her honeyed eyes glancing over at him, illuminated only by the dim cab light. “I’m okay. It’s been a long day, that’s all.”      “Course.” Janet turned her gaze back to the house. They hadn’t been alone like this since they cut off their ‘arrangement’ and Janet suddenly felt so incredibly lonely. She’d made a promise to herself that she wouldn’t be jealous of the relationship that seemed to be forming between Jack and Sam but she couldn’t help but the bitterness that formed in her mouth when she thought of them together. “Hey, you know if you need anything…”

     “I know.”      “I can take Cass for the rest of the weekend; give you some time to do what you need to do.”      “Thank you, Jack, but I think the more normal I keep things, the more normal I’ll feel.”      His hand found hers on the wheel. Their eyes met again and then their lips, her fingers abandoning her death grip to take purchase in his short hair. It was a familiar dance, one that used to thrill and delight her but now it seemed outdated and dull. After only a moment, the redhead pulled away, pressing herself back into the seat with a heavy exhale.      “Jack…”      "I know. We said we wouldn’t.” He clicked his tongue, gaze dark in the night.      “It wouldn’t be fair on you, honey,” she said softly, avoiding his eyes.      There was a long pause. “Sam?”      They both knew that there was no point in her answering. Her attraction for the woman was as clear as day and as much as she wanted it to be Jack because he was handsome and warm and emotionally unavailable and that meant low commitment, there was something so infatuating about the woman she’d known for a week.      “I’m sorry,” she said finally, still tasting his familiar taste on her lips.      “Don’t be. You deserve the world, Jan, and Sam’s great.” They shared a smile and Jack unclipped his belt. “See you ‘round.”      With that, he was gone. She watched him trudge up the path and into the dark house and sat there a little while longer before heading home to her own lonely bed.

She was glad that Cassie was staying with a friend for the evening, partly so the girl didn’t freak out about the break-in and partly because that meant that Janet could have a breakdown without her daughter worrying.      As soon as she arrived home, she’d started running a bath and stripped to her underwear, lighting a few candles in the bathroom as she grabbed a bottle of wine and set up her Bluetooth speaker. There was no need for a glass, she decided and moments later, she was sinking naked, into the water. The bubbles threatened the edge of the dub dangerously as she reclined back, letting Stevie Nicks’ raspy voice fill the room around her. Janet took a long gulp of the wine and closed her eyes, pushing the stress of the day from her as she sang along.      All regard for the neighbors went out the window when ‘Dreams’ started and Janet found herself singing the lyrics into the darkness, loudly and without any thought but for herself.      “...They say women, they will come and they will go; When the rain washes you clean, you'll know, you'll know...”      The tears started unexpectedly. Her hands shook as she put the wine down, gripping the bath for support, her chest aching and body quaking. Fire burned behind her ribs as she gasped for air between the sobs. She wished that she hadn’t turned Jack away but more than that, she wished Sam was there. She’d treated the blonde so badly that morning and yet Sam had been so nice to her after the break-in.      Janet wiped her face with a towel, using some of the yoga breathing to calm herself. She reached for her phone, freezing when she saw a missed call notification. It was the same number that had called her that morning at breakfast; even though she’d blocked his number, every so often she’d get calls from unknown numbers and she assumed it was him trying to get to her and Cassie. She’d changed her number countless times but he always found a way to contact her.      He had a right to see his daughter, he argued. Janet told him that he’d given up that right when he threatened their lives. She had a restraining order against him but that could only do so much.      Not wanting to deal with that right now, she deleted the notification and sent a quick text to Sam.            I was awful today, I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you sometime?      She set her phone back down and finished her wine. It wasn’t until the water was cold and the candle almost burnt out that she stood, wrapping herself in her largest, coziest towel and retreating to her bed alone.

“So, have you thought about what you want to do for your birthday?”      Janet and Cassie sat in a bright corner of Daniel’s cafe, almost completely surrounded by piles of old books but basking in the warm sun filtering through one of the only windows in the shop. Every day was getting colder so the pair had opted for hot chocolates to pass the time as they read their respective books.      Cassie looked up from hers, a copy of ‘The Great Gatsby’ that she was reading for class, and shrugged, tucking a stray hair behind her ear.      “I don’t know. I think Damien wants to take me to the bowling alley…”      Janet’s brows shot up and she grinned playfully. “Damien, huh? Just the two of you or…?”      “No,” she responded too quickly, cheeks pinkening. “I mean, I’m sure he said something about his friends coming too.”      “Mmhm,” Janet took another sip of her drink and smirked, looking back down at her ‘Tattoo Life’ magazine that Daniel ordered in specially for her.      “Do you think Jack and Vala can come over for my birthday...for dinner?”      There was never a day that Janet didn’t feel guilty for the lack of family that her daughter was growing up without. Her own parents had almost disowned her when she got pregnant out of wedlock and had actually gone through with it when she got divorced and came out. Her former in-laws were dead and any support the pair had before the divorce was left behind in Montana.      “I’m sure they’d love that, honey.”      “Sam too?”

An hour later, Janet left the cafe to check on her own store. She and Jack had patched up the broken window the night before but she really needed to organise a more permanent replacement and get some admin done. She loved her job but she hated paperwork the most. Daniel would keep Cassie occupied for some time while Janet got some work done.      The small woman stopped in front of her rather sad looking shop and sighed. The business was doing well but this incident would put them back until the insurance could be sorted. Gathering herself, she unlocked the door and made her way into the dark studio. If not for the glass and some tattoo books strewn across the tiled floor, it would have been hard to tell that there ever was a break-in. Setting her coffee down, she sat behind her desk and got to work.      She wasn’t sure how long she’d been there, on hold with the insurance company and security firm but eventually, there was a gentle knock on the glass-paneled door. Janet looked up and couldn’t help the smile that came across her face when she saw Sam.      “Hey you,” Sam smiled back as Janet got to her feet, stretching, “I saw your light on and I thought I’d come to say hi.”      Janet ran a hand through her hair, suddenly aware that she must look a sight in front of the angel that was Sam.      “I’m sorry about yesterday,” the smaller woman felt her cheeks warming but she reminded herself that she was a bad bitch and continued. “I was jealous...of you and Jack and I had no right to be.”      Blue eyes blinked at her for a long moment and then Sam grinned.      “Thank you. Maybe you can make it up to me. Over dinner?” Janet was speechless. She stared at Sam, her tired brain trying to catch up. “I’m free tomorrow night…?”      It took Janet another moment to gather her wits and she felt herself back.      “Yes ma’am. I’ll pick you up.”      “It’s a date.”