She was naked, and smelled like heaven.

That's really the only excuse I can offer up for my current predicament.

I stare down at a seven layered circle of runes cast in silver. I only recognize half of the symbols and those alone span 13 of the various languages that I've picked up over the past... gods, how long has it been now?

Each layer has seven diamonds large and flawless enough that they have to be synthetics.

The silver lines, the diamonds, the symbols; They're all arranged just right, making a pattern that strongly resembles a spiraling whirlpool.

I really should have known better.

But... I mentioned she was naked when she asked me to do this, right?

"Oh, come on, Jack, stop frowning, this is going to be awesome."

Clearly I should never have told Amy where father really came from. It gave her... ideas.

A multiverse to explore, she of course homes in on that stupid TV show that hasn't been on air in ages.

It's not even the right name. Wormhole Extreme. I roll my eyes.

Still, I can smell how excited she is about this from here.

I sigh.

It's not like I've ever been any good at telling any of them no.

My last thought as Amy's chant crests it's highpoint is that 'Stargate: SG1' was the much better show. Lasted longer too.

My world lurches left and everything goes dark.

I'm itchy.

Shifting realities always makes me itchy.

My eyes open, and head shifts back and forth. I spin in place, my eyes searching my surroundings.

"Crap!" Amy shouts. It's not her voice, but I know it's her anyway. "JACK!? WHERE ARE YOU!?"

...

'So... Amy, remember when you said the new reality would try to find a way to fit us into its rule set?'

"Jack!?"

'I wonder if the universe thought that my nearest analogue was a body stealing parasite...' I move Amy's arm in front of her face and wave at her, before taking over her voice. "Or if it just thinks of me a long... snakelike... thing that practically lives inside of you." I slap her ass with her own hand.

I can feel her try to speak again and let go of the controls for a moment. "Oh... Crap!"

"I have to say... this takes my old 'MINE!' routine to new heights."

"Yeah... can we never tell Faith about this?"