Daniel arrived at his apartment after being away for three days on P3-X67. It had been a particularly boring assignment since there was literally nothing there. They had found no structures, no ruins and no evidence of any life form ever being there.
Normally, he would be with Sara right now, probably naked and in bed by this point but when he returned to his office at the SGC, she had left him a note that she had some things to do and that she would meet him back at his place later that night.
Opening his door, he noticed that all the lights were off. That was odd because he always left the living room light on. He put his bag down by the hall closet and started towards the living room. It had to be a blown light bulb. He had his hand on the light switch when he heard a voice.
“Welcome home, Doctor Jackson. Leave the lights off,” a woman with a very thick Russian accent said from one of the dark shadows in the room.
“Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?” he said to a shadow where the voice was coming from.
“That is not important right now,” she said coming closer to him with each click of her heel on the hard wood floor. He could see that the mystery woman was tall and thin and looked like she was wearing the stereotypical trench coat of a Cold War Russian spy. She came into the little bit of light that shone in from the window and could see everything but her face. She was tall and thin, with long dark hair.
“What, what do you want?” he said slightly nervous. Nothing like this had ever happened to him.
“Information, mostly,” she said in perfect Russian.
“My girlfriend should be here soon,” he replied, slightly rusty in his Russian
“No, she won’t Doctor.”
“What have you done to Sara? If you have hurt her…”
She cut him off. “Do not worry. Your precious Sara is safe.”
He could now here the click of her high heels on his hardwood floors getting even closer. In an odd way, this Russian who had broken into his apartment excited him. But he was scared for both his safety and what she could have done to Sara.
“I don’t know anything that would be useful,” he said.
“Come now Doctor. We both know where you work. How was the visit to P3-X67?”
“How do you know about that?”
“Is my job to know. Now, Doctor Jackson, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Tis your choice,” she said as she closed the distance.
He still couldn’t see her face but he could practically touch her, smell her exotic perfume.
She had her hands on the belt of her coat. “I prefer the long, drawn out way, but that is your decision.” Her hands untied the coat and she let it fall to the floor. Daniel was shocked to see this woman only wearing a black lace teddy and stiletto heels. If it weren’t for Sara, he would fell that he was a lucky man to have such an exotic woman in his living room but right now he was scared for her safety.
“Sit down,” she commanded.
“Who are you,” he said as he complied and sat down on his couch.
“My name is Natasha and I have been sent to get everything I can from you.” She got closer to him and straddled his legs. “Now, tell me everything about your Stargate.”
“Don’t be coy Doctor. My employer knows that you have worked there for years,” she said as her hands glided up his arms and began to unbutton his shirt. She sat down on his legs and kissed his collarbone. A spot that drove him wild.
He moaned and then tried to collect himself. If Sara was to walk in how would this look to her?
Her hands slid up his bare chest and up his neck, slipping her fingers into his hair. He could feel the lace against his skin with a soft heat coming from the skin behind it. He fought against himself to touch this mystery woman.
“I see that you are fighting against both me and your own body here Doctor,” she said in Russian as she rubbed herself against the bulge that had been growing in his pants. This kind of thing never happened to him, this was something Jack would experience but not him.
“Why, me,” he whispered hoarsely in English, trying to keep control of himself.
“Because, you have information that my employer wants. They are very interested in you,” she said, as she took his hands and place them on her breasts.
Daniel was shocked by this woman’s boldness. He wondered how she knew exactly where to touch him to drive him crazy.
“There is no need to fight me. I do not want to hurt you. Just tell me what I want to know.”
“I can’t,” he said, struggling with himself.
“You will, you want to,” she whispered in Russian and then placed her red lips on his. “Let yourself.”
“You can, Daniel,” she said as she kissed him again. This time, he responded realizing something familiar in her kiss.
“Sara?” he whispered, feeling breathless.
“Da,” she replied and then silenced him with another kiss. He relaxed a bit, knowing he really wasn’t in any danger now. It wasn’t the norm that a beautiful woman would be sent to get information from him.
‘Natasha’ glided her hands down his chest and began to undo his pants. She could barely keep in character when he skimmed his hands over her body. From inside the trim of her teddy, she pulled a condom out and covered him, knowing they were both very ready.
“There is no use in resisting, tell me what I want to know and no one from your government will know it was you,” she said as she hovered over his engorged penis.
“I don’t know anything and if I did, I wouldn’t tell you,” he replied, speaking Russian again.
“Then I will have to change your mind,” she said as she kissed him again and slid down his length in one motion.
“No, you will not,” he said as she began to move, riding the length of him. Just as she was about feel the release of pleasure, Daniel took advantage of the situation and rolled both of them over so that he was on top, taking her by surprise.
He slowed the pace, just before she came, holding her on the edge. “Your employer must think I have some important secrets to send someone like you to squeeze them out of me,” he said.
As he said squeeze, she pulsed her muscles around him. “Yes, Doctor. You have something of great interest to us.”
He couldn’t take it any longer and plunged into her hard, sending them both over the edge.
With the light finally hitting her face, blissfully relaxed, Daniel could tell that it was indeed Sara. “I’ve missed you, Sara,” he said softly in English as he kissed her cheekbone.
“I’m glad your back. I was thinking about doing this the entire time you were gone,” she replied, wrapping her arms around him, holding him close.
“You have quite an imagination. How did you get in?” he said as he rolled off her and sat up before helping her up too.
“I convinced your landlord to let me in. I hope you don’t mind,” she said, bending the truth. In fact she had picked the lock.
“Surprised, you really had me going there for a bit. Where did you learn Russian?”
“The Academy mostly. They like us to be well rounded officers there.”
“I thought I had put the alarm system on before I left.”
“Apparently not,” she said knowing that she had disarmed it herself. She was afraid of letting him know too many of her talents. “I’m glad you didn’t bring Colonel O’Neill back with you. That would have been embarrassing.”
Daniel laughed, just imagining the look on his friend’s face if he would have come in, like Jack had wanted to. “It wasn’t the homecoming I was thinking about but it was exhilarating. You are so full of surprises.”
“Just trying to keep you on your toes.”
“Now come here so I can make love to my Sara and not Natasha,” he said as he pulled her close and pulled off the black wig releasing the much shorter auburn hair that he loved running his fingers through.
“Daniel, you’re insatiable. Don’t ever stop,” she told him as she let him lead her into his bedroom.
“So how did you know it was me?” she asked, as she lay naked next to Daniel on his bed, her skin glistening.
“Your kiss. I would recognize it anywhere,” he said as gently stroked her hip.
“Really, I’ll have to remember that if Natasha is to come back for more information,” she teased.
“Where’d this come from?” he asked, noticing for the first time a five inch scar on her leg for the first time.
“I zigged when I should have zagged. That’s from the surgery to repair the damage I did when I was young and stupid. It took a long time to recover, that’s when they sent me off to graduate school. I was no good to the Air Force as I limped around base.”
“Poor thing. It sounds like it hurt,” he said as sat up and placed gentle kisses on the scar.
“More than I thought it would have. But I got to go to Princeton because of that. And if it wasn’t for that, I would have never gotten assigned to the SGC.”
“So I have this little scar to thank for bringing you to me.”
Sara smiled down on him. She hated keeping things from him, sicken her at times, but regardless of the secrets kept within the Cheyenne Mountain, Sara’s were equally as secret.