TITLE: Don't leave me this way
PAIRING: J/S
SPOILERS: None at the moment, but I'll let you know if there's any later
SEASON: Future
RATING: G at the moment, but I'll let you know if it goes up
DISCLAIMER: It's not mine; I wish it was, it belongs to MGM, World Gekko Corp, yadda, yadda, yadda. The only thing that belongs to me is the story *sniff.
AUTHORS NOTES: Thank you to everyone who read and reviewed 'You and Me Tonight', you really made my day. I might do a sequel some other time, but at the moment I'm doing this. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1 - Paler
She's looking a lot paler these days. I've noticed that. She looks a lot more drawn than usual, and more tired. I should go and see if there is something wrong, I know I should, but if I do, I might have to acknowledge the fact that there is something wrong. Don't get me wrong, I'd do anything to help her, but if I tried, I'd probably end up saying the wrong thing, or even worse, telling her how I feel.
I wish I could tell her how I feel, I really do. It's nothing to do with the damn regs, really it isn't, it's because I know it will come out wrong, and I'll look like an idiot. I love her so much; I want to get it just right. She deserves that much, but I've never really been that good at expressing feelings, and year of Black Ops training meant I got even better at it.
Besides, she probably doesn't even feel the same way. Why would she? She's beautiful, smart, and funny, she could have any man she wanted. Why would she choose some washed up old colonel, just inches away from retirement? She won't, that's the answer.
She's standing in the doorway. I don't know how long she's been there; I've only just noticed her. She's so beautiful. She still looks tired though. Tired and pale.
"Carter, what's up?" I try to sound casual, but the truth is she's really worrying me now. She stands silently, looking like she's trying to say something, but having great difficulty.
"I...I've, er... been to the infirmary sir. I've been feeling kind of run down lately and er... I wanted to check, in case something was wrong" She's really worrying me now. Before, when I thought she looked tired, I could just tell myself she was overdoing it a bit, and she would be alright. But if she's noticing it as well... God, please don't let anything happen to her.
I tell myself she's fine, and that I'm overreacting. She still hasn't said anything else though. "Carter? Are you OK?" god, my voice is shaking! Stop it, I tell myself. She sinks down in to the chair beside me, looking even more pale and tired. Panic stars to rise in the pit of my stomach, despite me telling it to stop.
She starts to cry. Oh my god, what's wrong with her? This is driving me crazy. She tries to stifle the sobs, but they just keep coming. She's getting angry with herself now, angry for crying, for showing weakness in front of me.
"Carter..." I look in to her eyes, still shining from crying, and rest my hand on hers. I know I shouldn't, but she's in so much pain, and I just want to make her better. "Please tell me what's wrong".
She runs her remaining hand through her hair, and takes a deep breath. "I er... well I've been feeling at bit... tired, lately, and it was starting to worry me. So I went to see Janet, and she ran some tests, and, oh god..."
I squeeze her hand slightly. She smiles at me, just a little, but not a real smile, one of those brave smiles she puts on to try and convince everyone she's fine. She doesn't realize I see right through it. She takes another deep breath, and looks at the floor, once again trying to hide the tears in her eyes. She looks at me again.
"I have cancer, sir. I'm dying".
TBC
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Well what did you think? Should I carry on or not? Please r&r, and let me know! Thanks!!!
PAIRING: J/S
SPOILERS: None at the moment, but I'll let you know if there's any later
SEASON: Future
RATING: G at the moment, but I'll let you know if it goes up
DISCLAIMER: It's not mine; I wish it was, it belongs to MGM, World Gekko Corp, yadda, yadda, yadda. The only thing that belongs to me is the story *sniff.
AUTHORS NOTES: Thank you to everyone who read and reviewed 'You and Me Tonight', you really made my day. I might do a sequel some other time, but at the moment I'm doing this. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1 - Paler
She's looking a lot paler these days. I've noticed that. She looks a lot more drawn than usual, and more tired. I should go and see if there is something wrong, I know I should, but if I do, I might have to acknowledge the fact that there is something wrong. Don't get me wrong, I'd do anything to help her, but if I tried, I'd probably end up saying the wrong thing, or even worse, telling her how I feel.
I wish I could tell her how I feel, I really do. It's nothing to do with the damn regs, really it isn't, it's because I know it will come out wrong, and I'll look like an idiot. I love her so much; I want to get it just right. She deserves that much, but I've never really been that good at expressing feelings, and year of Black Ops training meant I got even better at it.
Besides, she probably doesn't even feel the same way. Why would she? She's beautiful, smart, and funny, she could have any man she wanted. Why would she choose some washed up old colonel, just inches away from retirement? She won't, that's the answer.
She's standing in the doorway. I don't know how long she's been there; I've only just noticed her. She's so beautiful. She still looks tired though. Tired and pale.
"Carter, what's up?" I try to sound casual, but the truth is she's really worrying me now. She stands silently, looking like she's trying to say something, but having great difficulty.
"I...I've, er... been to the infirmary sir. I've been feeling kind of run down lately and er... I wanted to check, in case something was wrong" She's really worrying me now. Before, when I thought she looked tired, I could just tell myself she was overdoing it a bit, and she would be alright. But if she's noticing it as well... God, please don't let anything happen to her.
I tell myself she's fine, and that I'm overreacting. She still hasn't said anything else though. "Carter? Are you OK?" god, my voice is shaking! Stop it, I tell myself. She sinks down in to the chair beside me, looking even more pale and tired. Panic stars to rise in the pit of my stomach, despite me telling it to stop.
She starts to cry. Oh my god, what's wrong with her? This is driving me crazy. She tries to stifle the sobs, but they just keep coming. She's getting angry with herself now, angry for crying, for showing weakness in front of me.
"Carter..." I look in to her eyes, still shining from crying, and rest my hand on hers. I know I shouldn't, but she's in so much pain, and I just want to make her better. "Please tell me what's wrong".
She runs her remaining hand through her hair, and takes a deep breath. "I er... well I've been feeling at bit... tired, lately, and it was starting to worry me. So I went to see Janet, and she ran some tests, and, oh god..."
I squeeze her hand slightly. She smiles at me, just a little, but not a real smile, one of those brave smiles she puts on to try and convince everyone she's fine. She doesn't realize I see right through it. She takes another deep breath, and looks at the floor, once again trying to hide the tears in her eyes. She looks at me again.
"I have cancer, sir. I'm dying".
TBC
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Well what did you think? Should I carry on or not? Please r&r, and let me know! Thanks!!!