Title: Imbroglio
Author: dietcokechic
Email: dietcokechic@hotmail.com
Season: Early season 3, slight reference to Legacy.
Rating: PG
Category: Mystery/Humor/ some angst later
Summary: Sam has a secret. And no, it is NOT what you think.
Imbroglio: a confused or intricate situation; an entanglement
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Samantha Carter took a deep breath and knocked on her Commanding Officer's
door. Sam felt nervous and that was an emotion she was just not used to feeling. It
was just a stupid piece of paper for heaven's sake!
"Come in!" A frustrated voice yelled through the closed door.
"Am I disturbing you Colonel?" Sam asked taking a small step inside. She couldn't
help but fiddle with the sheets of paper in her left hand. Colonel Jack O'Neill looked
up from his computer screen and gave his 2IC a small smile. He waved her in and
hit a few more letters on his keyboard.
"You are SO not disturbing me Major." Jack said frowning at his still impressive-
looking in box. "Unless you're here to ask for the bases' personnel reviews then I
am absolutely thrilled by your presence." Sam shook her head as she failed to keep
her unladylike snort to herself.
"Watch it Major." Jack said trying to sound angry. "I could *order* you to help me
ya know."
"I don't think I'd be much help Sir." Sam said grinning. "I don't have the clearance
to look at even half those reports." Jack leaned back in discouragement and ran
both hands through his ever-silvering hair. "I could give you another promotion."
He offered. Sam laughed out loud.
"I think those are usually spaced a bit further apart Sir." It had barely been a month
since her last one.
"Just an idea." Jack muttered letting out a heavy sigh. God he hated paperwork.
"So what CAN I help you with Major?" Jack asked with a little too much enthusiasm.
Hell, he'd help Carter design some sort of naquada doo-hickey himself if it got him
out of this damned office.
"Well you see Sir…" Sam had just opened her mouth when a very excited and
disheveled Daniel Jackson barged into the room.
"Jack! You'll never guess what I've discovered…." Suddenly he noticed Sam
standing rather stiffly near the door. "Oops. Sorry guys." He ducked his head
looking suitably embarrassed.
Jack rolled his eyes and chuckled softly. It was good to have Daniel back. The
Machello virus thingy had taken a lot out of their young archaeologist and it had only
been in the last couple of days that Jack finally felt that Daniel was back to normal.
At least as normal as Daniel ever was…
"Don't worry about it Daniel." Sam said soothingly. She also felt more than her fair
share of guilt at having Daniel committed to a psychiatric hospital.
"You sure Major?" Jack asked eyeing the crumpled papers in her hand.
"It's nothing important Sir." Sam said with a shrug. "I'm sure whatever Daniel was
going to tell you is way more interesting."
"You heard the lady Danny." Jack said standing up and stretching. "What's the big
news?"
Together, all three headed toward the briefing room as Daniel eagerly began sharing
his latest anthropological discovery. Sam stuffed the papers into her pocket and
promised herself she would talk to the Colonel later.
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"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" Sam said as she hung up the phone. This was the
third time this week she had had to reschedule and Evan was quickly losing patience.
Not that she blamed the guy. It was tough to try and nail down any definitive times
what with saving the planet from Alien invasion and meeting alternative duplicates of
yourself and all. Sam still was trying to come to terms with that little adventure.
Especially how the Colonel.. Sam shook her head to dispel the rather disturbing
image of herself (or rather Dr. Carter) kissing the Colonel. She really didn't know
what to make of that and decided it was best to NOT dwell on it.
"Well, at least I got the papers signed!" Sam mumbled to herself. She felt a little
guilty about that. In the end the Colonel had signed them along with a bunch of
other things after their last mission. It wasn't as if she had tricked him into signing
it or anything, it was just some personal papers and when the Colonel asked her if
he needed to be concerned about what he was signing, Sam had answered honestly.
No. It was SO not a big deal.
//If it's so not a big deal Sam, than why don't you tell them?//
"Because!" Sam said aloud sounding more than a little like Cassie. She knew she
was being ridiculous, and yet… And yet, she had taken it this far on her own, she
might as well take it all the way.
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Jack was just about ready to enter Sam's office when he heard her talking on the
phone.
"Evan, I promise I'll be there this evening." Sam said plaintively into the telephone.
"Yes, I do have to plans for this morning, but it's a simple, uh, experiment and we're
certain to finish up at a decent hour. No, we shouldn't reschedule." Jack saw her
nodding and scribbling something down on a piece of paper. "Got it. That's near the
old elementary school, right?" More nodding. "I'll be there by 6:00. I promise."
More nodding and Jack could see Sam visibly exhaling. "Thanks Evan. I have a
good feeling about this one, you'll see!" Sam let out a dry laugh. "Have you no
faith? I'll make you a rich man yet Evan Thomas! See you at 6."
Sam hung up the phone feeling more hopeful than she had in days.
"Hot date Major?" Jack asked leaning against the door. Sam visible jumped.
"Sir!" Sam said admonishing herself for being so flighty. "I didn't hear you come
in."
"Sorry to startle you Carter. Just gathering the flock for the P2X-whatever briefing."
"P2X-629 Sir." Sam said gathering up a couple of folders and turning off her
monitor.
"Right." Jack said nodding his head sagely. Noticing that Sam did not offer any
information about the mysterious 'Evan' Jack decided not to pry. If he had
overheard Daniel talking on the phone with a woman, he would spare him no mercy
with the ribbing. But Sam was different. Jack hated the fact that he felt this way,
but ever since meeting the infamous Dr. Carter, he had found himself looking at his
Carter a little differently. Nothing really un-regulationish- just different. He still
depended on her to save his ass from the many stupid stunts he pulled off world and
she had more than proven her skills as both a scientist and a soldier. If Sam wanted
to date a guy named Evan that was her business. But Jack honestly didn't need to
know anything more. He actually preferred it that way
Samantha Carter was pissed. Royally pissed. This mission was supposed to take
less than 4 hours. Hell, had everything gone according to plan, they would have
been back at the SGC by 1400, cleaned and cleared from medical by 1500 and
debriefed by 1600. There should have been plenty of time. And yet….
And yet here she was attempting to both hide and make her way back to the
Stargate. Sam gripped her P-90 firmly as she caught up to the Colonel and Teal'c.
She quickly squatted down next to them.
"What's the plan Sir?" Sam whispered searching the trees for disgruntled villagers.
"We know they plan on doing something entirely not nice to Daniel at the foot of the
Stargate." Jack said as he efficiently reloaded his weapon with a fresh clip. They
knew of course because the thoughtful natives had proceeded to tell them so. Why
did these guys always go for the pacifists? Luckily they still had their "earth"
weapons, although a zat gun would be mighty useful just about now. The irony of
the situation was not lost on O'Neill. Normally all SGC going off world were given
both zats and other assorted weapons, but this mission was supposed to be just a
little two hour treaty signing and because of the limited number of zats in the
armory, it was decided to just stick with the basics. Right. As if THAT seemed to be
helping matters.
The real kicker was that it was Daniel who had successfully argued for a zat instead
of his usual sidearm. Daniel never was too keen on permanently disabling weaponry
and tended to favor the zat whenever possible. Jack grimaced remembering how
surprised Daniel had been as he was grabbed and held at knifepoint. There had
been no time for him to reach for his weapon. The kid pulled all the right moves in
attempting to free himself but there had been too many and the blunt blade being
held at Daniel's throat did a very good job at dissuading SG-1 from coming any
closer. Jack kicked himself for not realizing how backwards these people really were.
Trade negotiations eh? More like human sacrifices. And gee, one smart
archaeologist was just what their gods had ordered.
"Teal'c, I'm counting on you to draw as many as you can away from the gate so that
I can grab Daniel. Carter, I'll try and give you as much cover as possible so you can
dial us out of here, but keep your head down ok? I think we've overstayed our
welcome here."
"Understood Sir." Sam said nodding as she stood up.
Moving like the well-conditioned soldiers that they were the team approached the
Stargate from three different sides and Teal'c was successful in drawing many of
them away from the DHD. Shooting bullets at the ground, Jack was able to scare
many of the villagers away from Daniel and together the two of them were able to
fight off the few remaining men with little injury to themselves. Sam however wasn't
so lucky.
Sam pressed the glyphs as fast as she could as she kept a peripheral eye out for
approaching villagers. She could hear the Colonel's weapon fire and Daniel's shouts
and could sense the departure of the majority of the villagers. They knew their
knives and clubs were no match against SG-1's weapons and were hoping that the
sacrifice of one of the off-worlders would protect them. Sam fervently wished they
had brought more zats with them, as these people did not deserve to die for their
beliefs. But neither did her teammates- hence the firefight and the rather quick exit
off this planet.
Sam could hear Daniel's assertions that he was fine and his pleadings with Jack not
to hurt them, and could just make out Teal'c's sleek form as he began doubling back
toward the Stargate. She exhaled as she pressed the last glyph; they were going to
make it. A shadow suddenly fell across the DHD and before Sam could even turn
around, a heavy club struck her painfully in the side. Sam bent over to catch her
breath and reached for the knife strapped securely against her leg. Before she had a
chance to unsheathe it, the club was raised again and fell sickeningly against her
skull.
"Sam!!" Daniel shouted just as the gate flared to life. Jack spun around just as Sam
sank bonelessly to the ground. He cursed as he fired several rounds of bullets into
Sam's attacker. Screw passive defense! The guy just brained his Major! The
attacker was spun around with the force of the bullets and fell dead across Sam's
limp body.
"Daniel! Go on through and get a med team ready!" Jack yelled as he ran towards
Sam's silent form. Daniel quickly keyed SG-1's access code and with one final glance
towards Sam, stepped through the wormhole.
"Carter, you hear me?" Jack asked as he awkwardly kneeled next to her. He rolled
the dead villager off of Sam's body and critically evaluated her injury as he pressed
two fingers against her carotid artery; pulse was a bit erratic but strong. A rather
nasty looking scalp wound was visible just behind her left ear and like all head
wounds, had begun to bleed profusely. Jack gingerly felt around the laceration and
was thankful that Carter seemed to have been blessed with a very hard head. No
apparent skull fracture. Probable concussion though and of course she was bleeding
WAY too much. There might be other injuries as well, but for now the obvious head
wound was the main concern. Jack quickly reached into one of his flak jacket
pockets and pulled out several wrapped packages of gauze.
"Teal'c!" Jack yelled without looking up.
"I am here O'Neill."
"Any more?" Jack asked as he ripped open the packages and began to press the
clean bandages carefully around the edges of the wound. He didn't have time to
pack it properly, he just wanted to stabilize her and get her home.
"They are keeping their distance." Teal'c said calmly. "For now."
Jack nodded and motioned for Teal'c to move beside him. Before he could tell his
friend what he wanted him to do Sam moaned.
"Major?"
"God what hit me?" Sam whispered hoarsely closing her eyes tightly to block out the
harsh planetary light.
"Really big stick." Jack said grimly. Sam attempted to nod, hissed in pain and Jack
could feel her body relaxing as she attempted to slip back towards unconsciousness.
"Stay with me Carter!" Jack ordered as he attempted to apply another wad of gauze
to the rapidly reddening first layer.
"'k." Sam said refusing to open her eyes.
"Sam, I need you to move your fingers and feet for me, ok?" Sam moved a few
fingers and began to drift back into oblivion.
"Not done yet Carter!" Jack said sternly. "Now the feet Major." Jack urged lightly
tapping her right foot.
"O'Neill, we must depart soon." Teal'c said eyeing the moving villagers. They were
attracted to the open Stargate.
"Not until Carter moves her feet for me Teal'c!" Jack said angrily. "You hear that
Carter? We aren't going anywhere until you can prove to me that you just have a
rather painful headache and nothing more serious."
"O'Neill!" Teal'c said urgently firing his staff weapon several times at the
approaching army of villagers.
"Dammit Teal'c! If we move her without making certain she doesn't have a spinal
injury we could paralyze her!" Teal'c understood the situation, but the growing wall
of villagers approaching would soon overwhelm them. They needed to move. Now.
As if sensing their urgency, Sam ever so slightly twitched her right foot.
"Good enough!" Jack yelled standing up and firing several rounds away towards the
looming villagers. "Teal'c?" Needing no further direction, Teal'c carefully lifted up
the once again silent form of Major Carter and as quickly as possible made his way
up the stairs towards the Stargate. Jack was right behind him and together they
stepped through the shimmering blue wall just as the first of the villagers began
advancing up the steps.
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Intrigued? Curious? The story really is about the little piece of paper. Well..sortof.
You'll see what I mean. I'll try and finish this story up today. ALTHOUGH it always
encourages a poor writer to writer faster when folks review…
Author: dietcokechic
Email: dietcokechic@hotmail.com
Season: Early season 3, slight reference to Legacy.
Rating: PG
Category: Mystery/Humor/ some angst later
Summary: Sam has a secret. And no, it is NOT what you think.
Imbroglio: a confused or intricate situation; an entanglement
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Samantha Carter took a deep breath and knocked on her Commanding Officer's
door. Sam felt nervous and that was an emotion she was just not used to feeling. It
was just a stupid piece of paper for heaven's sake!
"Come in!" A frustrated voice yelled through the closed door.
"Am I disturbing you Colonel?" Sam asked taking a small step inside. She couldn't
help but fiddle with the sheets of paper in her left hand. Colonel Jack O'Neill looked
up from his computer screen and gave his 2IC a small smile. He waved her in and
hit a few more letters on his keyboard.
"You are SO not disturbing me Major." Jack said frowning at his still impressive-
looking in box. "Unless you're here to ask for the bases' personnel reviews then I
am absolutely thrilled by your presence." Sam shook her head as she failed to keep
her unladylike snort to herself.
"Watch it Major." Jack said trying to sound angry. "I could *order* you to help me
ya know."
"I don't think I'd be much help Sir." Sam said grinning. "I don't have the clearance
to look at even half those reports." Jack leaned back in discouragement and ran
both hands through his ever-silvering hair. "I could give you another promotion."
He offered. Sam laughed out loud.
"I think those are usually spaced a bit further apart Sir." It had barely been a month
since her last one.
"Just an idea." Jack muttered letting out a heavy sigh. God he hated paperwork.
"So what CAN I help you with Major?" Jack asked with a little too much enthusiasm.
Hell, he'd help Carter design some sort of naquada doo-hickey himself if it got him
out of this damned office.
"Well you see Sir…" Sam had just opened her mouth when a very excited and
disheveled Daniel Jackson barged into the room.
"Jack! You'll never guess what I've discovered…." Suddenly he noticed Sam
standing rather stiffly near the door. "Oops. Sorry guys." He ducked his head
looking suitably embarrassed.
Jack rolled his eyes and chuckled softly. It was good to have Daniel back. The
Machello virus thingy had taken a lot out of their young archaeologist and it had only
been in the last couple of days that Jack finally felt that Daniel was back to normal.
At least as normal as Daniel ever was…
"Don't worry about it Daniel." Sam said soothingly. She also felt more than her fair
share of guilt at having Daniel committed to a psychiatric hospital.
"You sure Major?" Jack asked eyeing the crumpled papers in her hand.
"It's nothing important Sir." Sam said with a shrug. "I'm sure whatever Daniel was
going to tell you is way more interesting."
"You heard the lady Danny." Jack said standing up and stretching. "What's the big
news?"
Together, all three headed toward the briefing room as Daniel eagerly began sharing
his latest anthropological discovery. Sam stuffed the papers into her pocket and
promised herself she would talk to the Colonel later.
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"Dammit, dammit, dammit!" Sam said as she hung up the phone. This was the
third time this week she had had to reschedule and Evan was quickly losing patience.
Not that she blamed the guy. It was tough to try and nail down any definitive times
what with saving the planet from Alien invasion and meeting alternative duplicates of
yourself and all. Sam still was trying to come to terms with that little adventure.
Especially how the Colonel.. Sam shook her head to dispel the rather disturbing
image of herself (or rather Dr. Carter) kissing the Colonel. She really didn't know
what to make of that and decided it was best to NOT dwell on it.
"Well, at least I got the papers signed!" Sam mumbled to herself. She felt a little
guilty about that. In the end the Colonel had signed them along with a bunch of
other things after their last mission. It wasn't as if she had tricked him into signing
it or anything, it was just some personal papers and when the Colonel asked her if
he needed to be concerned about what he was signing, Sam had answered honestly.
No. It was SO not a big deal.
//If it's so not a big deal Sam, than why don't you tell them?//
"Because!" Sam said aloud sounding more than a little like Cassie. She knew she
was being ridiculous, and yet… And yet, she had taken it this far on her own, she
might as well take it all the way.
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Jack was just about ready to enter Sam's office when he heard her talking on the
phone.
"Evan, I promise I'll be there this evening." Sam said plaintively into the telephone.
"Yes, I do have to plans for this morning, but it's a simple, uh, experiment and we're
certain to finish up at a decent hour. No, we shouldn't reschedule." Jack saw her
nodding and scribbling something down on a piece of paper. "Got it. That's near the
old elementary school, right?" More nodding. "I'll be there by 6:00. I promise."
More nodding and Jack could see Sam visibly exhaling. "Thanks Evan. I have a
good feeling about this one, you'll see!" Sam let out a dry laugh. "Have you no
faith? I'll make you a rich man yet Evan Thomas! See you at 6."
Sam hung up the phone feeling more hopeful than she had in days.
"Hot date Major?" Jack asked leaning against the door. Sam visible jumped.
"Sir!" Sam said admonishing herself for being so flighty. "I didn't hear you come
in."
"Sorry to startle you Carter. Just gathering the flock for the P2X-whatever briefing."
"P2X-629 Sir." Sam said gathering up a couple of folders and turning off her
monitor.
"Right." Jack said nodding his head sagely. Noticing that Sam did not offer any
information about the mysterious 'Evan' Jack decided not to pry. If he had
overheard Daniel talking on the phone with a woman, he would spare him no mercy
with the ribbing. But Sam was different. Jack hated the fact that he felt this way,
but ever since meeting the infamous Dr. Carter, he had found himself looking at his
Carter a little differently. Nothing really un-regulationish- just different. He still
depended on her to save his ass from the many stupid stunts he pulled off world and
she had more than proven her skills as both a scientist and a soldier. If Sam wanted
to date a guy named Evan that was her business. But Jack honestly didn't need to
know anything more. He actually preferred it that way
Samantha Carter was pissed. Royally pissed. This mission was supposed to take
less than 4 hours. Hell, had everything gone according to plan, they would have
been back at the SGC by 1400, cleaned and cleared from medical by 1500 and
debriefed by 1600. There should have been plenty of time. And yet….
And yet here she was attempting to both hide and make her way back to the
Stargate. Sam gripped her P-90 firmly as she caught up to the Colonel and Teal'c.
She quickly squatted down next to them.
"What's the plan Sir?" Sam whispered searching the trees for disgruntled villagers.
"We know they plan on doing something entirely not nice to Daniel at the foot of the
Stargate." Jack said as he efficiently reloaded his weapon with a fresh clip. They
knew of course because the thoughtful natives had proceeded to tell them so. Why
did these guys always go for the pacifists? Luckily they still had their "earth"
weapons, although a zat gun would be mighty useful just about now. The irony of
the situation was not lost on O'Neill. Normally all SGC going off world were given
both zats and other assorted weapons, but this mission was supposed to be just a
little two hour treaty signing and because of the limited number of zats in the
armory, it was decided to just stick with the basics. Right. As if THAT seemed to be
helping matters.
The real kicker was that it was Daniel who had successfully argued for a zat instead
of his usual sidearm. Daniel never was too keen on permanently disabling weaponry
and tended to favor the zat whenever possible. Jack grimaced remembering how
surprised Daniel had been as he was grabbed and held at knifepoint. There had
been no time for him to reach for his weapon. The kid pulled all the right moves in
attempting to free himself but there had been too many and the blunt blade being
held at Daniel's throat did a very good job at dissuading SG-1 from coming any
closer. Jack kicked himself for not realizing how backwards these people really were.
Trade negotiations eh? More like human sacrifices. And gee, one smart
archaeologist was just what their gods had ordered.
"Teal'c, I'm counting on you to draw as many as you can away from the gate so that
I can grab Daniel. Carter, I'll try and give you as much cover as possible so you can
dial us out of here, but keep your head down ok? I think we've overstayed our
welcome here."
"Understood Sir." Sam said nodding as she stood up.
Moving like the well-conditioned soldiers that they were the team approached the
Stargate from three different sides and Teal'c was successful in drawing many of
them away from the DHD. Shooting bullets at the ground, Jack was able to scare
many of the villagers away from Daniel and together the two of them were able to
fight off the few remaining men with little injury to themselves. Sam however wasn't
so lucky.
Sam pressed the glyphs as fast as she could as she kept a peripheral eye out for
approaching villagers. She could hear the Colonel's weapon fire and Daniel's shouts
and could sense the departure of the majority of the villagers. They knew their
knives and clubs were no match against SG-1's weapons and were hoping that the
sacrifice of one of the off-worlders would protect them. Sam fervently wished they
had brought more zats with them, as these people did not deserve to die for their
beliefs. But neither did her teammates- hence the firefight and the rather quick exit
off this planet.
Sam could hear Daniel's assertions that he was fine and his pleadings with Jack not
to hurt them, and could just make out Teal'c's sleek form as he began doubling back
toward the Stargate. She exhaled as she pressed the last glyph; they were going to
make it. A shadow suddenly fell across the DHD and before Sam could even turn
around, a heavy club struck her painfully in the side. Sam bent over to catch her
breath and reached for the knife strapped securely against her leg. Before she had a
chance to unsheathe it, the club was raised again and fell sickeningly against her
skull.
"Sam!!" Daniel shouted just as the gate flared to life. Jack spun around just as Sam
sank bonelessly to the ground. He cursed as he fired several rounds of bullets into
Sam's attacker. Screw passive defense! The guy just brained his Major! The
attacker was spun around with the force of the bullets and fell dead across Sam's
limp body.
"Daniel! Go on through and get a med team ready!" Jack yelled as he ran towards
Sam's silent form. Daniel quickly keyed SG-1's access code and with one final glance
towards Sam, stepped through the wormhole.
"Carter, you hear me?" Jack asked as he awkwardly kneeled next to her. He rolled
the dead villager off of Sam's body and critically evaluated her injury as he pressed
two fingers against her carotid artery; pulse was a bit erratic but strong. A rather
nasty looking scalp wound was visible just behind her left ear and like all head
wounds, had begun to bleed profusely. Jack gingerly felt around the laceration and
was thankful that Carter seemed to have been blessed with a very hard head. No
apparent skull fracture. Probable concussion though and of course she was bleeding
WAY too much. There might be other injuries as well, but for now the obvious head
wound was the main concern. Jack quickly reached into one of his flak jacket
pockets and pulled out several wrapped packages of gauze.
"Teal'c!" Jack yelled without looking up.
"I am here O'Neill."
"Any more?" Jack asked as he ripped open the packages and began to press the
clean bandages carefully around the edges of the wound. He didn't have time to
pack it properly, he just wanted to stabilize her and get her home.
"They are keeping their distance." Teal'c said calmly. "For now."
Jack nodded and motioned for Teal'c to move beside him. Before he could tell his
friend what he wanted him to do Sam moaned.
"Major?"
"God what hit me?" Sam whispered hoarsely closing her eyes tightly to block out the
harsh planetary light.
"Really big stick." Jack said grimly. Sam attempted to nod, hissed in pain and Jack
could feel her body relaxing as she attempted to slip back towards unconsciousness.
"Stay with me Carter!" Jack ordered as he attempted to apply another wad of gauze
to the rapidly reddening first layer.
"'k." Sam said refusing to open her eyes.
"Sam, I need you to move your fingers and feet for me, ok?" Sam moved a few
fingers and began to drift back into oblivion.
"Not done yet Carter!" Jack said sternly. "Now the feet Major." Jack urged lightly
tapping her right foot.
"O'Neill, we must depart soon." Teal'c said eyeing the moving villagers. They were
attracted to the open Stargate.
"Not until Carter moves her feet for me Teal'c!" Jack said angrily. "You hear that
Carter? We aren't going anywhere until you can prove to me that you just have a
rather painful headache and nothing more serious."
"O'Neill!" Teal'c said urgently firing his staff weapon several times at the
approaching army of villagers.
"Dammit Teal'c! If we move her without making certain she doesn't have a spinal
injury we could paralyze her!" Teal'c understood the situation, but the growing wall
of villagers approaching would soon overwhelm them. They needed to move. Now.
As if sensing their urgency, Sam ever so slightly twitched her right foot.
"Good enough!" Jack yelled standing up and firing several rounds away towards the
looming villagers. "Teal'c?" Needing no further direction, Teal'c carefully lifted up
the once again silent form of Major Carter and as quickly as possible made his way
up the stairs towards the Stargate. Jack was right behind him and together they
stepped through the shimmering blue wall just as the first of the villagers began
advancing up the steps.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Intrigued? Curious? The story really is about the little piece of paper. Well..sortof.
You'll see what I mean. I'll try and finish this story up today. ALTHOUGH it always
encourages a poor writer to writer faster when folks review…