Mick'll Fix It
Okay, this is basically a sequel (of sorts) to 'How Well Do You Know Your Friends', but you don't have to have read that to read this. The only thing you DO need to know, is that Mickey used to be the team's administrative aide, before she got promoted to Major and got transferred to the Pentagon. She's still good friends with the team, and fervently believes that Sam and Jack should be together (don't we all . . . :-P ) Her full name is Michaela Ruth Dawson.
It's set four or five days after Threads, and only goes AU in so much as Mickey exists and Sam doesn't know Jack's broken up with Kerry. This is a phone conversation between Mickey and Sam.
Sam's phone rings . . .
S - Carter.
M - Sam?
S - Hey Mickey.
M - Are you okay? I heard rumours about someone dying.
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M - Sam? Talk to me, honey.
S - It was my Dad.
M - Oh God, Sam, I'm so sorry. How are you holding up?
S - I'm okay. The guys are being really supportive, I don't know what I'd have done without them.
M - How long ago was it?
S - Five days. We've had a memorial service. I would have called you, but everything's been so busy –
M - Don't worry, sweetheart, it's OK. I just wish I could have been there for you.
S - Thanks Mick.
M - Everyone else alright?
S - They are now. Did you hear that the Goa'uld and the Replicators have been defeated?
M - Who hasn't? Congratulations, by the way. Was there a party?
S - No. I mean, with my Dad dying and Daniel ascending again and everything, it's been a bit subdued.
M - Wait – Daniel ascended? As in died???
S - He's back now, again, but we were all worried there for a while. Now he is back and everything's settling down we'll probably celebrate. The General's talking of having a get together in a few weeks.
M - With cake?
S - Naturally.
M - That's my Jack. How is he? I haven't spoken to him in a while.
S - He's good. He's got a lot of paperwork to do. Apparently defeating the Goa'uld is a real paper-pusher.
M - I'll bet. And how's Pete?
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S - We broke up.
M - What? Why?
S - I realised that I'm not in love with him. I broke it off the day after Dad died.
M - Sam? Would Jack have anything to do with this?
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S - No, why do you ask?
M - Come on, honey, you know that I know how you guys feel about each other. We've all been waiting for you to figure out that you love Jack more than Pete.
S - Mickey, don't go there.
M - Are you honestly telling me that Jack had nothing to do with your decision to break up with Pete?
S - I'm saying don't go there. Even if I did care about the General as more than a friend, he doesn't feel the same about me.
M - Bullshit.
S - Mickey, please.
M - He loves you, Sam! You know it, he knows it, I know it, Daniel and Teal'c know it, hell, even Siler knows it! The entire mountain knows that he loves you.
S - No, he doesn't!
M - He bloody well does, and you're an idiot to try and deny it.
S - He's got a girlfriend, Mickey.
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M - Come again?
S - He's got a girlfriend. He's dating Kerry Johnson.
M - I know that name . . .
S - She's from the CIA.
M - Brunette? Bushy hair, kinda pretty?
S - Yeah.
M - Bitch.
S - Don't call her that, Mickey, she's probably a lovely person.
M - Why the hell is Jack with her?
S - Presumably because he loves her.
M - Maybe it's just lust.
S - I don't think so. The way he looks at her . . .
M - What?
S - It's the look he used to give me, when no one else was watching, or when we'd just escaped from the latest impossible situation.
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M - Sam, I don't know what the deal is with Kerry, but I know that Jack still loves you. It's a galactic constant. If you guys weren't crazy about each other, the fabric of the universe would unravel, or something.
S - Just face it, Mickey. We were never meant to be together. If it was meant to happen, it wouldn't be this hard.
M - Hasn't your experience with Pete taught you anything? What makes you think that being easy makes it right? Or more to the point, what makes you think that because it's hard work it isn't supposed to happen?
S - I've wasted too much of my life pining over him, Mickey. I have to move on or it'll kill me.
M - Has he been there for you? Since your Dad . . .
S - Yeah. He's been great.
M - And what does that tell you?
S - That he's a good friend. We've known each other eight years, and he'd do exactly the same for Daniel or Teal'c.
M - Yeah, but this isn't Danny or T. This is you.
S - That doesn't make any difference.
M - Then you're being blind and stupid, honey.
S - Mickey, please. I can't take this right now, it's too much.
M - I know. I know you're hurting, and I'm sorry, but Sam, I'm just trying to make you see that you two could be happy if you just brought down those walls and told each other the truth.
S - Well it's not going to happen.
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M - I'm sorry to hear that.
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M - Sam?
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M - Are you OK?
S - No.
M - Don't cry, sweety.
S - I love him, Mick.
M - I know.
S - I love him so much it hurts, and when I saw him with Kerry . . .
M - I wish I could give you a hug. Any chance you've got an Asgard transporter in your lab and you can beam yourself over to Washington?
S - No.
M - Are you going to be alright?
S - I don't know.
M - You want me to talk to him?
S - No! God no, Mickey please don't.
M - I won't mention that we talked, I'll just give him the ear-bashing about you that I always give him.
S - What do you mean?
M - What, you think it's only you I bully about this? Believe me, I yell at him way more than I do you.
S - He could be happy with her. You should leave him be.
M - Like you could've been happy with Pete?
S - You have no reason to believe that his relationship with Kerry is even remotely similar to mine with Pete.
M - Smells the same to me. He probably only started seeing her cos you were getting married.
S - What? That's ridiculous.
M - Yeah I know. It's got Jack's name written all over it.
S - Mickey . . .
M - Look, Sam, things have clearly gotten a little out of hand since I left, and it sounds like you guys could use an extra friend, or pair of hands, or . . . something. If nothing else I want to be there for you, so I'll get the next plane back.
S - You don't have to do that.
M - I know, but I am. I'll see you soon, honey.
S - You going?
M - I'm going to book a flight. You going to be okay till I get there?
S - I . . . yeah, I'll be fine.
M - Good. I'll be there as soon as I can.
S - Thanks, Mickey.
M - What are friends for? Bye honey.
S - Bye Mick.
Dial tone . . . .
Not my best work, I know, but what did you think? I'm thinking maybe a phone call between Mickey and Jack next . . . have her beat him up a bit. Verbally, of course ;-P
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Beka
