The Tegan Chronicles

A Hero Falls

Prologue

Tegan glanced up as Janet walked into her lab. "Hi."

She buried her head back in the microscope looking at the beetle like specimen she'd just put under it. She felt Janet walk up behind her and frowned, wondering briefly why she hadn't returned the greeting.

"Slut," Janet hissed. Her breath warm in Tegan's ear.

"What?" Tegan straightened up.

"You heard me." Janet turned and leaned up against the counter. "Who are you sleeping with?"

"No…" Tegan looked at her like she'd lost her mind. "No one."

"Prove it." Janet held out a sealed envelope. "Tonight, 1900 hours. Don't be late."

"I've got –"

"Prove it." Janet's command interrupted her excuses before she turned and walked out.

Tegan looked down at the envelope and took a deep breath as she tore the side open. She blew in it and dumped the contents in her hand. A Hampton Inn key card, with a post-it note stuck to it. The post note gave the street address and room number. Tegan shook her head a small grin pulling at her lips, she hoped this was another of Janet's games.

That evening Tegan inhaled deeply as she slid the card into the slot. The green light blinked and she heard the lock slide free. She pushed the handle down and walked in almost tripping over her jaw as the door swung shut behind her.

Janet sat on one of the plush chairs opposite the entrance in a black leather corset, matching boots that stopped mid thigh, and a riding crop in her hand. Her legs were spread revealing her wetness. She smiled seeing where Tegan's eyes had stopped and closed her legs. "Who are you sleeping with?"

"I told you earlier, no one." Tegan closed her mouth as Janet stood.
"Wrong!" Janet smacked the riding crop against the bed causing Tegan to jump, more from being startled than actual fear. "You're never home when I call you even at midnight, you don't answer your cell phone, and don't even think of telling me you've been sleeping on base."

"I've been…"

"I don't want your excuses slut, tell me who she is." Janet stepped forward and tapped the ridding crop against the denim hugging Tegan's thigh.

"There's only you." Tegan looked into those chocolate irises, not entirely sure what answer Janet wanted.

Janet slid her hand inside Tegan's brown leather coat, brushing her knuckles across her breasts. "Do you need a safe word?"

Tegan shook her head no.

"Are you sure, because I'm only going to offer it once?"

Tegan nodded.

Janet pointed to the bed with her crop. "Sit."

Tegan did as she was told noticing for the first time the satin rope lying on the opposite bed. She swallowed.

"Damn it." Janet heard the trill seconds before Tegan did. She knew from the ring tone it was important.

Tegan looked apologetically as she reached into her pocket and removed the offending object.

"Kiser." She listened to the other end. "Yes sir, I'll be right in."

Janet watched her re-pocket the phone, and was actually glad they hadn't gotten any further.

"I've got to go."

"I know."

"SG4 was supposed to return at 1600 hours, and General Hammond wants us to head up the search team, ASAP."

"Duty calls." Janet watched her stand up.

"I wish it didn't." Tegan wrapped her arms around her bare shoulders and kissed her deeply.

"Tegan." Janet put her hand on her arm as she turned.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"And here I thought I was just your bitch." Tegan winked.

"Never."

Tegan pointed at Janet and then laid her right hand over her own heart and tapped her chest twice with her index and middle fingers. "Yours."

"Be careful." She watched the door close leaving her alone in the room. So much for her plans, she sighed.