Title: Conjecture
Author: atheniandream/Jawbreakerchick/Paisleychick, my alter egos :)
Email: atheniandream@aol.com
Content Warnings: Drabble-ish, H/C, angst, S/J-ish,
Pairings: Sam/Jack
Spoilers:FOR DISCLOSURE
Season: 6, During meeting with leaders
Rating: G
Summary: Bring out the scapegoats...
Author's notes: Okay, it's like everyone else's but I just had to write it... :)
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Conjecture
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Eyes darted, fixed on him.
One slight move or disapproved accusation and neither of 'them' would get out of this without a
court-martial.
Better still, dismissal.
More studied the accuser.
Old man, decider at will,
The illusive 'mediator of the gods'
Like he'd even met them.

"So General, I suspect neither you or Major Davis will confirm or deny reports of inappropriate
behaviour between Colonel Jack 'Smitten' O'Neill and his 2IC?"

The General narrowed his gaze.
No way back, nothing allowed forward.
Other members of the cabinet were not fully aware of the situation.

"That's purely conjecture, Senator."

Checkmate.

"Really."

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Athena :)