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Chapter One: Introductions
It was oh-five-hundred and SG1 had just returned from a particularly tough mission. General Hammond had offered them three days of down time if they debriefed right away. They had just been released and were preparing to leave for home when they heard a loud, passionate argument heading down the hall towards them in the mess hall.
Specialist Marina "Mary" Eilis Green stomped into the commissary obviously pissed. She roughly grabbed a cup of coffee and scouted out an empty table as far away from the entrance as possible. Her curly red hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail while her radiant green eyes practically smoked. Not a minute later Colonel Jake Rossini pounded in also.
Always keen for new gossip that didn't involve their sex lives SG1 watched the duo out of the corner of their eye. A task made even easier as they were the only six people in the room.
He crossed the room in five strides, also looking rather pissed off. Mary pulled up her legs and sat Indian style on her chair making sure to purposefully ignore him.
"Buona Mattine Signorie." He ground out the words, as if just talking was trying his civility. She didn't look up. Normally he would have loved the challenge of her strength of character and beauty but today he wasn't in the mood to be charmed. "Were you going to tell me?" he whispered harshly. She involuntarily reached up to touch the side of her face.
"Should I have?" she whisper-yelled back.
"Yes!"
"Why? I reported to the infirmary and to Colonel Tandy." Their eyes were now firmly locked in an internal battle of wills. He lost his cool first.
"Because I am YOUR commanding officer!" This time it seemed they both forgot that the sun hadn't come up yet and that SG1 was still there.
Mary laughed. "Oh, come on!" her voice cracked "Why did you really want to know?!"
He crossed his arms. "You shouldn't be back on duty." She shook her head willing back the dizziness and tears that she had been fighting since her plane landed.
"That's not answer." He refused to budge so she went on, grounding out her words carelessly. "The only way I'm leaving is if you drag me out." He leaned in treacherously close and Mary smelt his intoxicating cologne.
"And you think I won't." A dangerous, smug smiled landed itself on his lips.
Mary closed her eyes and swayed a little in her seat. Jake narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing her every move. Suddenly her eyes fluttered open.
"Jake." Her voice was but a soft whisper. "I don't feel so good."
