Tegan Chronicles

Chasseur 1

Sam and Tegan were walking down the hall talking about how well Janet was doing since returning to work full time a week ago, when a warm body walked right into her. Tegan growled audibly as she looked up to see the blue eyed, raven haired man bend down to retrieve his papers that were scattered all over the floor. She was relieved it wasn't an out ranking officer. His attire, a white dress shirt, boring black tie, black dress pants, loafers and a lab coat, piqued her curiosity. He stood straightening his horn-rimmed glasses. "I'm sorry, Dr. Kiser."

"Do I know you?" She certainly didn't recognize him. She was positive one would not forget his stark blue eyes which contrasted eerily with his pale white skin.

"We haven't officially met." He juggled his now loose papers and held out his hand. "I'm Dr. Jeffery Sampson."

Tegan smiled politely and nodded to the navy embroidered name on his lab coat.

"Of course." He pretended to blush. "I've been to all your lectures."

"Ah." She didn't really know what else to say as Sam quietly excused herself.

"I – today's my first day here." He explained. "Hopefully we'll be working together."

"Medical doctor?"

"Yes."

"I'm afraid we won't be seeing much of each other." She watched the disappointment play across his features, while fighting the fairly revolting feeling in her stomach. She didn't remember getting a memo on this guy. "I mainly do research when I'm actually here. Which reminds me…"

"Have a nice day Dr. Kiser." He brushed past her and continued on his way to the infirmary.


"Tegan?"

"Yes?" She turned to the unfamiliar voice.

"I'm…"

"Dr. Sampson." She smiled civilly, even as his baleful blue eyes traveled the length of her body. "We met the other week."

"Month," He corrected and ran a nervous hand through his raven hair. "Last month."

"Right, of course." Tegan looked at her watch wondering whatever had possessed Janet to hire him. She had her suspicions he'd been forced on her from somewhere higher up the chain than even General Hammond, but she had no proof.

"I was wondering if you were busy this evening?"
"Actually," a shudder of relief surged through her, "I've got plans with Dr. Fraiser and my team tonight."

"There's this great seafood restaurant, I thought maybe we could go sometime."

"I don't eat." 'We?' She thought. Did he think they were a couple?

"You don't eat?" He gave her an incredulous grin.

"Did I say that?" Again she looked at her watch and thought he should take the hint already. "I meant I don't eat seafood."

"Well, we'll have to find something you do eat then." He smiled and wished her good day.


"Excuse me ma'am," A deep male voice drew her attention as she felt the familiar warmth of his touch on her shoulder. "I'm looking for…"

"Greg!" Tegan's voice lit up as she turned to him and he stepped in closer. She quickly composed herself for introductions. "This is Dr. Raynes; he's a well known neurosurgeon. I consulted him on your case."

Janet nodded she'd heard the name before.

"This is Dr. Janet Frasier, she's…"

"A world renowned virologist." His crystal blue eyes sparkled, and when he smiled he had an adorable dimple in his left check.

Janet blushed politely. "I wouldn't say world renowned."

"I was going to say chief medical officer." Tegan grinned like a little girl who just found a pony in her backyard.

"Sorry," Greg apologized to her even as he shook Janet's hand firmly.

"And this," Tegan turned to Sam. "Is Major Samantha Carter, astrophysicist."

"It's just Sam." She shook his hand while glancing between him and Tegan. She wondered why she hadn't heard more about this gorgeous hunk of 'yum.'

"This is Dr. Daniel Jackson," She fell short not sure how to explain an archeologist at NORAD.

"Civilian contract." Daniel reached for his beer ignoring the offered hand.

"And Murray," She introduced Teal'c using his human code name.

"I am also civilian contract." Teal'c politely shook the doctor's outstretched hand.

"And this is my commanding officer, Colonel Jack O'Neill."

"Full bird?" Greg inquired.

"Yes."

"Impressive crew." Greg glanced around the table before his eyes landed on Tegan again.

"What are you doing in town?"

"I came to see you." His smile broadened deepening his dimple.

A crimson flush crept up Tegan's chest and neck before completely engulfing her face.

"Actually," He loved it when she blushed, "I'm here for a medical conference and thought I'd look you up."

"How'd you know to check for her here?" Janet raised a suspicious eyebrow, her question gathering Jack's full attention.

Greg continued to smile even under the scrutiny. "I was on the way back to my hotel and saw her Ducati parked out front. I'm staying at the Marriott."

Janet bit her tongue rather than ask anymore questions.

"Do you want to-?"

"Grab a drink?" Jack interrupted for Janet, this guy couldn't be as perfect as he seemed. "She doesn't drink."

"I was going to ask if she wanted to grab a bite to eat." Greg shifted his weight feeling the heat of interrogation.

Tegan glanced around the table wondering just what had gotten into them.

Daniel glanced at his watch, "It's nine-thirty."

"I guess it is kind of late…"

"For dinner." Tegan finished for him as she stood up. "There's a great little donut shop two blocks from your hotel."

"Now that you're standing do I get a hug?"

"Did you have to ask?" Tegan stepped around her chair and into his awaiting arms, inhaling deeply the scent that was uniquely Greg's. It took everything she had not to melt right there.

"Damn he's hot," Sam fanned herself when Tegan and her companion had exited the bar.

"Do you think they're an item?" Daniel sat his beer bottle down.

"If not, I'll bite." Sam was still fanning herself.

"Really?" Jack looked at her like he'd never imagined Sam being attracted to anything but science before.

The next morning Janet walked into the exam room and tossed Tegan's chart on the counter, causing Shadow to raise his head from his spot on the floor. "Late night?"

Tegan's brow furrowed in confusion, the greeting was cold even for Janet on her worst day. "What, no hello?"

"Nope," Janet pulled her stethoscope from her lab coat pocket. "Is there anything I need to know?"

"Are you asking as my friend or my doctor?"

"He came to town specifically looking for you."

"He came to town for a medical conference," Tegan refreshed her memory.

"I saw the way he looked at you." Janet put her stethoscope in her ears and proceeded to listen to Tegan's chest. She listened intently for several minutes before pulling away. "I want to do an EKG."

"He's my friend." Tegan waited until Janet removed the earpieces. "And there's nothing wrong with my heart."

"I heard a pause." She refrained from reminding Tegan that her body didn't always react the way it should. She pulled out her penlight and pointed to the light switch on the far wall. "What time did you get in?"

"What are you, my mother?" Tegan squinted as Janet shone the light in her eyes.

"I'm trying to determine if you're sleep deprived, and if you should jump."

"And that's why you're doing an EKG, to try and keep me from jumping."

"I should be offended," Janet stepped back.

"And I shouldn't be?" Tegan's voice strained, "You all but come out accuse me of sleeping with him. Like you're…"

Janet waited a minute for her to continue. "Like I'm what?"

"Like you're jealous."

"I'm your doctor. I need to know these things."

"You're also my friend, one who should know me better than that." She slid off the table. "And as my doctor, and my friend, you should trust me to tell you."

"I still need to get that EKG." Janet stood between her and the door.

Shadow saw where this was going and stayed put.

"You're grasping at straws."

"I heard a pause."

"Fine." Tegan hopped back on the exam table.

Janet stepped out of the room and a few minutes later Julie wheeled in the EKG machine.

"I thought Janet was going to do it."

"Dr. Fraiser thought it was best if I did it." Julie briefly wondered what was going on, but knew if Tegan was grounded from her upcoming mission heads would roll. "I need you to lay back Major."

"Yeah." She refrained from reminding Julie she'd been to medical school.

Before Julie could finish removing the leads, Tegan sat up and pulled the print out from the machine. "Great!"

"Major?" Julie held out her hand.

"You can tell Dr. Fraiser if she wants the results she can come get them herself."

"Well?" Janet walked back in slightly more irritated than she had been.

"It wasn't a pause." Tegan held the printout up. "Technically it was just a skipped beat."

Janet plucked the paper from Tegan's grasp. She glanced over the EKG, "And just how often is it happening?"

"Like I know." Tegan studied Janet's expression. "Everyone has the occasional…"

"Occasional yes, but you're not everyone."

"You're not going to keep me from jumping for that."

"I…" Janet's voice was drowned out by the klaxons.

"SG1 to the gate command room, SG1 to the gate command room."

"That's me." Tegan hopped off the table and ran out the door.

"I wasn't finished." Janet scurried after her with Shadow following at a safe distance.

"Hey Tiki," Jack greeted as she entered the command room. "How was the date last night?"

"It was dessert and a conversation." She watched Sam's attention avert to her answer and wondered why everyone was making such a big deal over it.

"It's going to be a date tomorrow night, assuming we're back in time."

"Assuming you even get to go," Janet grumbled as General Hammond entered the room.

"The mission is scrapped," Jack announced.

"Colonel?" Hammond asked before anyone else could.

"Carter?"

"We just sent a MALP back through and the volcano that was restless last week is about to erupt. With all the ash and volcanic gases the atmosphere is unstable."

"Colonel O'Neill's right." General Hammond glanced around. "The mission is cancelled. You're all dismissed."

"You heard the man campers." Jack smiled briefly.

"Major Kiser," Janet called after the retreating redhead. "We weren't finished."

"I'm heading back now." Tegan tossed over her shoulder, leaving Janet to wonder if it had been her original intent or not.

"Look I don't see the need to stay for twenty four hour observation." Tegan stood in the middle of the infirmary with her hands on her hips.

"You can either cooperate, or you forget getting out in time for your date tomorrow night."

"You are jealous."

"I'm speaking as your doctor,

"Jeal-ous." She folded her arms across her chest. "At least let me grab my laptop from my lab."

"Fine."

"Seriously?" Tegan was waiting for the catch.

"I don't see what harm it will do."