Title:Samantha
Author:Jsel
Email:blubear5@hotmail.com
Status:complete
Category:Angst/ Missing scene
Archive: heliopolis, ff.net
Pairings:none
Spoilers:Divide and Conquer
Season:4
Sequel:
Rating:PG-13
Content warnings:
Summary:Darn, I liked Martouf...
Disclaimer:Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.
Notes: Thanks to Ivanova for betaing
Sam's world twisted horribly as she ran through the corridors. First the whole mess up with the testing and now this - Martouf being a Zatarc. Shots rang out and she and Jack increased their pace.
"Shit," Jack muttered softly as they neared the gateroom. They tumbled in, their weapons held at ready. Martouf was already trying to stop his hand, at least a dozen bullets already shot through him.
"Samantha," he said desperately, as close to tears as she had ever seen him. Even in Hell he had appeared calm. She heard everything left unsaid in his final word - her name. Help me, kill me now - don't let me kill myself, I'm so sorry, I can't stop, I don't have control, I didn't know, please stop this, don't let this happen, I love you, Samantha, Samantha, Samantha. She heard it all and her heart broke. She fired. He convulsed, toppled over, died. She ran over, held him and took off the weapon, holding it up.
"All clear," she heard Jack say. People were talking, but she couldn't hear them - it was all a blur, a mass of colors and sounds and stolen images. She stayed, kneeling, holding his already cooling body as she fought back the tears and the sudden inexplicable blankness that was settling around her.
Martouf.
Dead.
"Samantha."
Gone.
She had killed him.
The world crashed down around her.
Author:Jsel
Email:blubear5@hotmail.com
Status:complete
Category:Angst/ Missing scene
Archive: heliopolis, ff.net
Pairings:none
Spoilers:Divide and Conquer
Season:4
Sequel:
Rating:PG-13
Content warnings:
Summary:Darn, I liked Martouf...
Disclaimer:Stargate Sg-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. This story may not be posted elsewhere without the consent of the author.
Notes: Thanks to Ivanova for betaing
Sam's world twisted horribly as she ran through the corridors. First the whole mess up with the testing and now this - Martouf being a Zatarc. Shots rang out and she and Jack increased their pace.
"Shit," Jack muttered softly as they neared the gateroom. They tumbled in, their weapons held at ready. Martouf was already trying to stop his hand, at least a dozen bullets already shot through him.
"Samantha," he said desperately, as close to tears as she had ever seen him. Even in Hell he had appeared calm. She heard everything left unsaid in his final word - her name. Help me, kill me now - don't let me kill myself, I'm so sorry, I can't stop, I don't have control, I didn't know, please stop this, don't let this happen, I love you, Samantha, Samantha, Samantha. She heard it all and her heart broke. She fired. He convulsed, toppled over, died. She ran over, held him and took off the weapon, holding it up.
"All clear," she heard Jack say. People were talking, but she couldn't hear them - it was all a blur, a mass of colors and sounds and stolen images. She stayed, kneeling, holding his already cooling body as she fought back the tears and the sudden inexplicable blankness that was settling around her.
Martouf.
Dead.
"Samantha."
Gone.
She had killed him.
The world crashed down around her.