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Stargate: Carbon Copy 11/12 (Fanfiction)


Word Count: 32.873
Summary: An alternate reality asks for Daniel’s help. Earth is surrounded by enemies: Ba’al forged an alliance with the Ori to conquer the planet. The last hope is the Lost City of the Ancients. Daniel, along with Jack O’Neill, Rodney McKay and Carson Beckett, embarks on a mission to save the alternate Earth, not knowing that this adventure will change his life and relationship to his best friend forever.
Pairing: Jack/Daniel, Rodney/Carson
Rating: PG
Spoiler: Small ones for The Movie, The Enemy Within, In the Line of Duty, Seth, Point of View, Double Jeopardy, Meridian, Avenger2.0, Heroes, The Lost City, New Order, Avalon, Origin, Ex-Deus Machina, The Ark of Truth
Crossover-Spoilers: Stargate Atlantis: Rising, Hide and Seek / Stargate Universe: Air (blink and you’ll miss it)
Warnings: Torture, slash
Disclaimer: I’m not making money with this fanfic. The tv-shows Stargate SG-1, Stargate Atlantis and Stargate Universe and the characters appearing within them belong to their producers and creators. Any similarities to living or dead persons are purely coincidental and not intended.

Carbon Copy Masterlist
Chapter 10


Dr. Rush rubbed his chin, looking at Lorne. “You know what that means.“

Lorne was staring at Colonel Young who could be seen on the flat screen in the conference room. A busy hustle and bustle could be seen behind the commander of the Artemis. The picture shook in irregular distances. The Artemis was hit repeatedly but her shields were still holding.

“They know where the Ancient base is,“ Rush said, “Why else would they send their gliders to Antarctica?“

“I know,“ Lorne answered, irritated.

Young nodded at someone Rush and Lorne couldn’t see.

“Evan, we tried to attack the ship behind our frontline, but the enemy ships won’t give us the time to do it. We can barely hold our own.“

“How could it just pass by you?“

“We didn’t see it. But we scanned the immediate area every fifteen minutes. We don’t know how our equipment could miss it.“

“Maybe a new cloaking technology,“ Rush said.

Lorne brushed a hand through his short hair. “Everett, I want Artemis to evacuate the people in the Ancient base.“

Young nodded, repeating the order to his people.

Rush laughed bitterly. “That was their goal from the start,“ he said, “The Ancient outpost.“

“How could they suddenly know its location?“ Lorne asked.

Rush crossed his arms. “You know the answer, Colonel.“


Rodney was so engaged in taking care that Carson didn’t stumble and take him down with him that he didn’t notice that Teal’c had stopped. The Jaffa’s large hand pressing against his chest made him realize that the warrior wasn’t moving. “Careful,“ the giant said and Rodney swallowed when he looked into his eyes. Teal’c seemed completely calm. Daniel from the alternate reality was lying over his shoulder, still unconscious. Rodney pulled Carson closer, tightening his hold around the hip of the other man. Jack stopped beside them, the other unconscious Daniel on his shoulder.

Carson rested his head on Rodney’s shoulder. “Showed ’em …,“ he muttered.

“Yeah, I know,“ Rodney answered.

“Quiet,“ Teal’c said and Rodney obeyed. The huge hangar was in front of them. Death Gliders, the Goa’ulds’ version of aerial fighters, hung in their devices and were prepared for take-off, some of them were just starting. A troop transporter, called Al-Kesh, left the ship. While the Death Gliders only consisted of a pilot pulpit and two wings, the big Al-Kesh had a form which reminded something of a pyramid. Both, the Death Gliders and the Al-Kesh, were shimmering in a neutral gray.

“Damn it, they’re attacking,“ Jack said, staring through the force field through which the gliders left the ship into space, heading down to the icy desert of Antarctica, looking so vulnerable and small.

“This is a Tel’tak,“ Teal’c said, pointing to a ship that was looking like a smaller version of the Al-Kesh, “It’s a cargo ship. It’s just what we need.“

“Won’t they notice that we took it?“ Jack asked.

Teal’c stared at him earnestly. “They will.“

“Great,“ Jack muttered, “Let’s get the hell out of dodge.“

Teal’c raised an eyebrow. He turned away, taking point. They pressed against the wall, slipping by some Death Gliders, trying to stay out of sight. The busy hustle and bustle in the hangar prevented them from being seen. The door of the ship was open and Teal’c entered first.

“That’s just great,“ Rodney said, “I’m afraid of airplanes.“

“Just go,“ Jack said, pushing him inside. They entered the small pilot area of the ship. The walls were gold and lined with etched hieroglyphs. There were seats for the pilot and co-pilot facing out a big window. The ship was steered by a red shining round crystal, as big as Jack’s head. The door closed behind Jack. Teal’c came back from an adjacent room. Rodney assumed that that was the cargo area of the ship. It even had rings, with which they could leave the ship via beaming technology. Jackson was lying near the wall on the floor and he looked so pale that Rodney watched him for a moment to see if he was still breathing. Danny didn’t look much better. Jack carefully lay him down too, and stroked his cheek tenderly before he turned around to Teal’c, who had taken a seat in the front part of the ship in the pilot seat. “Let’s go.“ The ship trembled when the engines started. Jack leant over Daniel. Rodney helped Carson to sit down. Carson grimaced, and Rodney knelt next to him. “Where does it hurt?“

“Everywhere,“ Carson answered.

Rodney smiled. ”You’re doing great,” he assured, and took Carson’s hand. The doctor looked up at him with surprise, and Rodney let go of his hand. Nervously, he turned away. “Where are we going, General?“ Rodney asked, checking on Jackson. He was still unconscious, his skin clammy.

Jack took off his jacket and covered Danny up with that, obviously frustrated that he couldn’t do more for him. He looked at Rodney. “Let’s start with surviving the flight to Earth.“

“Antarctica,“ Carson said softly.

Jack shook his head. “That’s not a good idea. They know where the base is and they’re going to attack it. It’s lost.“

Carson shook his head. “Showed ’em,“ he said, opening his eyes ever so slightly.

Rodney sighed. “Well, saying it for the third time won’t undo it.“

“No,“ Carson said softly, “Atlantis … I showed ’em Atlantis. Not the base.“

Jack joined them, crouching down in front of Carson. “Dr. Beckett, are you sure?“

“I didn’t want to … but they … I showed ’em Atlantis. The address ’n’ … the city. Not the base. They had to give up ’cause I … didn’t show ’em.“

“They don’t know where the base is?“ Jack asked.

Carson shook his head. “They jus’ know that it’s … somewhere in Antarctica.“

“That’s why they’re flying down there,“ Rodney said.

“But what are they attacking?“ Jack asked. He got up and headed into the pilot area. The window showed him Earth coming closer. Death Gliders and Al-Keshs flew past them and didn’t seem to take any note of them. The sight was alarming.

“We are cloaked and therefore not in danger,“ Teal’c said as if he’d heard Jack’s thoughts, “I am sure that they have discovered by now that you’re gone.“

“Teal’c, those gliders … if they don’t know where the base is but only in what area … what would they do?“

Teal’c looked at Jack earnestly. “They will look for energy readings in the immediate area and attack those. One after another. Until all of them are gone.“

“That means that, maybe, they didn’t find the base, yet.“ He sat down in the co-pilot’s seat. “Teal’c, I’ll lead you there. Maybe, we still have a chance to stop this.“


Everett flinched when the Odin, floating in space directly beside them, was hit by one of the Ori ships and exploded into a bright ball of fire. The explosion’s effect hit the Artemis. Major Marks who was sitting in his chair next to Everett announced, “That’s the third ship we lost to the Ori. Their weapons are more effective than anything we’ve encountered before.“

“Our shields are Asgard technology,“ Young answered, “You want to tell me that the Ori are smarter then they are? Because that would mean a big problem.“

They had destroyed two of the Goa’uld ships.

The fighter pilots in Earth’s F-302s were trying to keep the Death Gliders and Al-Keshs at bay over Antarctica, losing more and more fighters. Their opponents still didn’t leave them any time to attack the ship, on which Ba’al presumably was. It was still floating dangerously over Earth, constantly sending new Death Gliders towards Antarctica. The bridge was thrumming with tension behind Everett. The crew was shouting orders and tried to settle damages.

“Keep firing. Concentrate on the Ori ships,“ Everett ordered, gripping the armrests of his chair when one of the Ori ships hit them.

“Shields are down to 50%,“ Marks announced.

“We’re the next to go down,“ Everett muttered, “Contact Lorne. We’re evacuating the Antarctica expedition team to the SGC.“

Marks nodded and while he was speaking to Lorne, Captain Fry sitting on the other side of Everett, called over the noise of another hit, “Sir, reports from Earth. Death Gliders and Al-Keshs started to attack civilian stations in Antarctica. Two of them have been already destroyed.“ He looked at Everett in shock. “They’re heading for McMurdo.“

Everett rubbed his forehead. “They’re searching for the Ancient base, attacking everything they find.“

Marks said, “Sir, Colonel Telford for you.“

Everett looked at the screen before him, nodding at the commander of the Selene. “David, how are you holding up?“

Telford’s dark eyes were the only thing in his face betraying his tension. The sharply cut features seemed completely calm. “I lost contact to my F-302s. Looks as if the battle over Antarctica is already lost. We just got confirmation that the Death Gliders and Al-Keshs are heading for McMurdo.“

Everett nodded. “Yeah, I know. Our F-302s are still holding their own, but we don’t know how long that will last. Colonel Caldwell lost his pilots. We’re unable to establish communication with Prometheus, but she’s still there. Maybe their radio’s down.“

The Artemis trembled through another hit.

“Sir, shields are down to 30%. Antarctica expedition team’s arrived at the SGC,“ Marks said.

“David, you have to evacuate McMurdo. All the bases – civilian and military – have to be evacuated.“

Telford nodded. “Our shields are down to 76%. Everett-“

“I know,“ Young interrupted. The battle was already lost.


Teal’c landed the Tel’tak with such precision that Jack almost didn’t realise that they were standing on firm ground.

“The ship’s still cloaked,“ the Jaffa said, standing up from his seat.

“General?“ Rodney asked, entering the pilot area. He stared at the SGC’s base in front of them. The base was officially regarded as a research site of the USA. Only some knew that under the thick ice, an Ancient outpost was hidden. “General, what are we doing here?“ Rodney asked.

Jack got up. “Saving Earth,“ he said, “Again.“

Teal’c followed him into the back part of the ship. Jack was leaning over his boyfriend who was still unconscious. When Teal’c helped Jackson to his feet, Rodney realized that he was awake. He held his head in a hand and his eyes were closed. Rodney could see the pain etched into his face. “What …,“ he asked in confusion. He stared at Teal’c. “What …“

“Long story, Danny,“ Jack answered, “McKay, help Beckett.“ He lifted Danny on his shoulders.

“Okay,“ Rodney said, feeling overwhelmed. He settled the rucksack with the ZPM on his shoulders. Then he helped Carson to his feet and followed the others outside. The cold of Antarctica almost caused him to stumble backwards into the ship. They were clearly underdressed for these kind of temperatures. Snow crunched under his boots. The entrance to the base was still several meters away. He heard the door of the ship sliding closed turned back to look at it. He blinked. Only the wide ice desert was stretching in front of him. The ship’s cloak was perfect. One would only notice it when he ran into it. The cold wind was cutting into Rodney’s lungs with every breath he took and he grimaced. “Oh man, that’s so unfair. I wish I never would have taken this job,“ he muttered.

“McKay,“ Jack said, but he didn’t sound irritated or reproachful, but shocked.

Rodney stared at him. “What? Can’t a man-“

“Is that McMurdo?“ Jack asked and Rodney followed his look. A cloud of smoke was climbing towards the sky in the distance. Above it, Death Gliders and Al-Keshs were fighting against F-302s. War was here.

He nodded. “McMurdo.“ His eyes widened in terror. “General, that Al-Kesh-“

“It’s heading for us,“ Jack confirmed.

“We have to hurry,“ Teal’c said, gracefully lifting Jackson over his shoulder. Jack made a run for the entrance of the station. Teal’c followed him. Rodney wanted to run after them but Carson stumbled.

“Oh, c’mon,“ Rodney said pleadingly, “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon!“

Carson stumbled again.

“McKay!“ Jack yelled.

“I’m trying!“ Rodney answered. He tried to lift Carson, but he tripped over a small snowdrift and fell, taking Carson with him.

“I don’t believe it!“ he heard Jack cursing. Rodney got up and helped Carson gain his footing. Suddenly, Teal’c was there, helping him to support the doctor to the entrance of the station. Rodney stumbled over snowdrifts and slipped repeatedly, but he didn’t fall. He ran into the station with Teal’c and breathed a sigh of relief. It was quiet within the glass dome. The guards’ positions were abandoned. The vehicles stood in their positions, left behind. Nobody could be seen, and it was deathly silent. Jack stood before the pull-up leading down into the outpost and pressed the call button. “For crying out loud, McKay,“ he said, pushing the button again and again.

“What?“ Rodney asked in irritation, “We can’t all be Superman, you know?“

Jack continued pushing the button and Rodney said, “That won’t make the elevator get here faster.“ Explosions struck outside, shattering the silence. They were under attack. The enemy was here. The explosions formed an echo over the endless ice desert and Rodney gasped. He shoved Jack’s hand aside and pressed the button himself. The provisional elevator rumbled to a squeaking hold and Rodney couldn’t open the door fast enough to get in.

“They must have evacuated the base,“ Jack said with a glance back into the entrance area. Another explosion struck, this one close enough to push its heat through the entrance and into the elevator. Leisurely, the elevator began to move downwards. Rodney stared at the Al-Kesh, distorted by the glass dome, getting closer and sent a quick prayer to the sky, that they wouldn’t feel the next hit before they disappeared under the surface and he couldn’t see the Al-Kesh any more. The elevator just passed half of the way when several explosions could be heard from above.

The noise of splintering glass and bursting metal was deafening. The elevator swayed and Rodney worried for a moment that it would just stop, or fall, but nothing happened.

Jack pushed the door open before they left the small cabin. It was as quiet down here as upstairs. The workstations were orphaned, the large room was silent and the chair was standing abandoned on his pedestal. Ice was raining from the ceiling, the explosions sounded, muffled by the thick ice. “They’re directly above us,“ Jack said.

“They will not stop until everything is destroyed,“ Teal’c answered.

Jack headed for the chair in the middle of the room, laying Danny on the ground. “McKay, help Beckett.“

“Alright already,“ Rodney muttered, helping Carson towards the chair, “General, I don’t know if-“

“What other possibilities do we have?“ Jack asked. There were new explosions and parts of the ceiling kept raining down on them.

Teal’c helped Jackson to sit beside his alter ego and looked up. “Will this building hold?“ he asked.

“Against an army of Death Gliders and Al-Keshs?“ Jack asked with his eyebrows raised. Teal’c grabbed the rucksack and Rodney freed himself from the bag. Teal’c opened it and Jack took the ZPM out. He knelt at the base of the pedestal and opened the ZPM chamber. “The ZPM’s not depleted,“ he said to Teal’c who was watching him with interest while Jack was getting out the old energy source, “But it doesn’t have the energy to activate the drones. This one …“ He slipped the ZPM into place and it lightened up obediently. “… should do the trick.“

Rodney put Carson into the chair. Nothing happened. Carson was lying in the device with his closed and didn’t stir. Worry seized Rodney and he nudged Carson’s shoulder. “Hey, activate it!“ he said. Carson weakly turned his head. “C’mon,“ Rodney pleaded.

Jack raised his eyebrows. “Maybe the ZPM’s broken.“

Rodney shook his head. “No, it should work.“

“How would you know? Take a look at the thing.“

“I can’t solve this problem by looking at it, General, I- ouch!“

The footrest had hit his shin when the chair had finally activated and reached its reclining position.

“That’s it,“ he said, “Now the drones.“

Carson squinted his eyes for a moment, trying to concentrate, but he shook his head. “I can’t.“

Another explosion from above. Jack jumped aside when a large portion of the ceiling came loose and struck the floor beside him. He hurried to Jackson and Danny. “McKay!“ he called. Teal’c joined him to help and bring the two men to a more protected part of the room.

“Carson, c’mon. Concentrate.“

Carson shook his head. “’m trying. I …“

“C’mon,“ Rodney pleaded. He gripped Carson’s shoulder and the other man winced as if Rodney had hit him. “You can do it,“ Rodney said. He leant over Carson, cupping his head. “Look at me!“ he said loudly, “Ignore the pain.“

Carson sobbed.

“I know it’s hard, but, Carson …“

Another hit and the ceiling above the chair cracked. Rodney looked up, then to Carson and when he noticed that the other man was staring anxiously at the ceiling, breathing heavily, he pressed his forehead to Carson’s, forcing the blue eyes to look at him.

“Carson … activate the drones. I know you can do it.“

Carson stared at Rodney – pain and exhaustion etched into his face.

“C’mon,“ Rodney said softly. He tuned out everything around them. “C’mon.“ He closed his eyes and stroked Carson’s dark hair with his fingers, then he dropped a kiss on his lips. “C’mon.”

A yellow light beside him caused him look up, and he stiffened when hundreds of small, yellow light balls conquered their way through the ceiling and towards liberty. He looked back at Carson who was sitting in the chair with his eyes closed and a strained face.

“That’s it,“ he said in shock, “You’re doing it!“


Lorne and Rush were standing in the conference room together, looking at the satellite pictures the flat screen was showing them. Above McMurdo, a battle between Earth and the attackers was raging. From this distance, it was difficult to say which side was gaining the upper hand or which of the small dots were Earth’s fighters.

Rush indicated several small black dots which were moving towards the Ancient base.

“They will attack.“

“They already are,“ Lorne answered, staring at the could of smoke and dust curling towards the sky above the base. The bird’s-eye view was requiring habituation, but he saw that it didn’t look good for Earth.

Rush rubbed his chin. Then, he squinted his eyes, leaning closer to the screen. “Colonel,“ he said. Lorne followed his look. Something bright stood out from clouds of smoke.

“What the hell is that?“

“If I didn’t know any better …,“ Rush muttered.

“Drones,“ Lorne said when the bright fast weapons drew closer, tearing up Death Gliders and Al-Keshs on their way, “Bring up an image of the ship, now.“

Rush hurried to the near desk and using the keyboard, called another satellite picture up. It showed the Ha’tak from which the Death Glider attack had started out. It was still hanging below the Earth fleet - unassailably since Earth was too much engaged in fending off the other ships. Rush hurried back to Lorne. Together, they watched as the drones attacked the Ha’tak. The explosion was intense, a part of the ship raced toward the camera and when the satellite was hit, the picture went black. Rush and Lorne stared at the dark screen as if it would still show the battle.

“They did it,“ Lorne said finally. Rush was only able to nod silently.


“Sir!“ Marks called, “We’re down to 10%.“

Everett closed his eyes. “Thank you, Major.“

Captain Fry said, “Selene just sent confirmation. All the bases in Antarctica were evacuated.“

“Good,“ Everett answered.

“Sir,“ Marks said. He stared at his screen. “Sir, I’m reading … thousands of energy signatures and they’re headed for us.“

“Death Gliders?“ Everett asked. He looked out to the battle between the last Earth ships, the last two Ha’taks and the still invincible Ori ships.

“No,“ Marks answered. Everett was about to ask what it was when a woman behind him cried out in surprise and Marks pointed to the window. “Sir,“ he said in disbelief. Everett turned to look outside. His eyes widened in surprise when a flood of yellow shining bodies zipped by the ship, heading for the hostiles.

“What …“

The hectic on the bridge died down when everyone stopped what they doing to stare out the window.

“Drones,“ Captain Fry whispered in wonder, then he repeated loudly, “Sir, those are drones from the Ancient base.“

The drones pierced through the shields of the hostile ships as if they weren’t there, tearing holes into the hulls and even the Ori ships couldn’t withstand them. Everett got up and approached the window, joining a couple of technicians who were staring at the display in awe. The hostile ships exploded, parts flying aimlessly through space, hitting each other and breaking. Everett closed his eyes, dazzled, when the ships of the Ori went up in four gigantic fireballs. Then it was over. The drones expired.

Breathless silence embraced the bridge.

Then, everyone broke out in jubilation at the same time. Everett was dragged into a joyful embrace by one of the technicians he only just so returned, still captured by the floating particles of the hostile ships.

“It’s over,“ he whispered.

“Yes, sir,“ Major Marks said, suddenly standing next to him, “It’s over.“

Chapter 12
Carbon Copy Masterlist