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Crossing Your Path: Episode Three

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Summary: It's time for another episode of everyones favorite blind date show. I have permission from CorruptedSmile to use her idea in this fic. Happy Birthday Genuka. Slash. Crack!fic.

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Multiple Crossings > Non-BtVS CrossoverscryefourmeFR1544,097035806 Jun 116 Jun 11Yes

Chapter One: Introduction to the Madness

AN: Disclaimer: I don’t own the fandomes represented in this fiction. This is written based on CorruptedSmiles Crossing Your Path Series and is used with her permission. Here is the links to her first and second episodes to make it easier to understand this third episode. Have fun. Happy Birthday Genuka....

First Episode By: CorruptedSmile

Second Episode By: CorruptedSmile


Crossing Your Path: Episode Three
Chapter One: Introduction to the Madness

“Welcome, everyone, to another episode of Crossing Your Path. We had a small problem at Harvelle’s Roadhouse, so we’ve taken ourselves out of the studio for tonight and which means that for tonight’s episode, we’re on location in the lovely Forest of Shadows in Belgium,” Jo Harvelle said. “I’m Jo Harvelle, your host for tonight, and welcome to this special episode of Crossing Your Path.”

The camera moved away from Jo sitting on the bright-green couch to show a lush forest. The viewers could see a man dart from behind the couch to hide in the bush with two other men and a woman darting behind him to find him.

“We’ll just take a break while we find our guest.” Jo said before the camera cut out.

“Sam, Jack, Teal’c, I’m fine! Really! I just don’t want to be here. I’ll shoot you, if you don’t let me go right now. Where’s my gun?” the first man exclaimed, struggling as hard as he could as he was dragged out of the woods. His glasses flew off and the audience could see blue eyes flashing angrily at his friends. “Don’t I have any say in this?”

“DanielJackson, do you not trust me?”

“With my life, Teal’c, with my life. Just not my love life.” Daniel replied.

“Daniel, it’s either this or Vala,” Sam added as she stopped to pick up the glasses that had fallen down.

Daniel looked up at her and as suddenly as he had started struggling, he stopped. The two other men let him go carefully, ready to grab him, if he should run away again.

He straitened his clothes and held out his hand for his glasses. “Just about anyone would be better than Vala,” he answered, shuddering at the thought.

Jack cocked an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Pretty much.”

“Okay, so no matter who, you’ll give them a chance?” Jack asked.

“As long as Vala isn’t one of the contestants, I’ll be fine with it. But I do have one question: who selects the contestants?”

Jack, Sam and Teal’c reeled; they had expected more of a fight from Daniel.

“Well, we sent in your name and then we got to look over all the people who replied. We selected the three candidates who we thought complimented you the best,” Sam answered.

“Oh. And what if I don’t like any of them?”

“That hasn’t happened yet,” Jo Harvelle replied. “Our show has a one hundred percent match guarantee. You’ll find someone you like out of one of the contestants; maybe even more than one contestant.”

Daniel blinked in surprise. He raised an eyebrow and got a distinctly evil look. “More than one? Really?”

“Sir, did you know that Daniel could be paired up in a polygamous relationship.” Sam asked, looking scandalized at the thought.

“What?! No! Huh,” Jack stammered. “Um . . .”

“What do you mean, GeneralO’Neill? Did you not know that the Abydonian’s practice the art of multiple wives?” Teal’c asked.

Both Sam and Jack fell over their own feet at that shock. They had trouble picking themselves up. Once they did, they found themselves directed to a small audience where there were free seats waiting for them.

Daniel’s eyes shone with mischief as he sat back down on the couch.

“Are we ready?” Jo asked.

Daniel nodded.

She turned back to the cameras and she started up again, “We’re here today with Dr. Daniel Jackson, PhD. Now Daniel, before we start, why don’t we ask your friends and family why they felt the need to bring us here today?”

“Other than the need to publicly humiliate me, you mean?” Daniel asked sweetly.

“Oh, he’s good,” Faith said.

“He’s very good,” Xander replied. “He’s already laying on the guilt and it hasn’t even been a minute.”

Jack stood up and said, “Well, Danny here needs to be kept out of the clutches of a conniving little—”

“Jack! Vala isn’t that bad!”

“Daniel, you’re lonely,” Sam said.

Daniel stopped talking and looked at Sam. Everyone in the audience could see the loneliness emanating from his eyes.

“ColonelCarter is right, DanielJackson. You need companionship. A fellow warrior to help light your path,” Teal’c added.

“Why did you all pick men as your choices for Daniel?” Jo asked.

“Wait, what?!”

“Daniel never seems to have any luck with women. They either try to kill him, rape him, get him addict to drugs or are murderous sociopaths with amnesia. So we thought we’d try men this time that we knew were honest, trustworthy and would protect him from danger and from himself,” Sam answered, ignoring Daniel’s yelp.

“Wait just a minute! Men?!” Daniel interrupted. “I’m not—you’re not even listening to me, are you?” He heaved a huge sigh and flopped his head back. “Why do I even bother? It’s not like my opinion matters or anything.”
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