Sam fiddled with her hjimaflips. She couldn't really concentrate, but then
again, she couldn't stay in the infirmary either. She was sure that that
place smelt like death. Actually, now she thought about it, the odour was
not so dissimilar from the smell of the Dentists.
Sam would do anything to get her hands of the asshole who had done this. She picked up a pen and began to doodle on a random slip of paper. Sam didn't realise that she was gripping the pen tighter and tighter and pushing the pen into the paper harder and harder until the plastic shattered and went flying all over her desk.
"Shit." She tried to pick up the shards, but soon gave up and threw the pieces that she had already collected at the wall in anger. "Damn, cheap- assed USAF budget pens."
A knock echoed around the lab. Sam didn't even look at the door.
"Major Carter?"
"It's Doctor Carter. I retired from the air force."
"Oh."
Sam didn't even look to see who was now perched at her shoulder.
"I tried to save him. Honest to God I tried."
Sam looked up. It was Captain Shelby. There were tears glistening in his eyes.
"There was nothing more you could have done." Sam was surprised at how hoarse her voice sounded.
"I know. I just feel, well, it should be me there. Not Daniel. He's a civilian; he shouldn't die because of this. It should've been me."
Sam resisted the urge too agree with Shelby. "Daniel's not dead yet. He still has a chance."
"Not much of one," thought the creature silently.
"Do you want some coffee Maj.? I mean Doctor?"
Sam smiled weakly. "Yeah. Thanks captain."
Shelby left the lab and went to make the coffee. The granules dissolved in the hot water, along with the small amount of white powder. The beauty of the powder was that it was completely untraceable. It wouldn't kill her, nor knock her out. In fact it had no physical side effects whatsoever, provided you carried on using it. The drug was potent. He had given Sam the drug in its pure form. She would be hooked from the first sip f that drink, and after that, well the withdrawal symptoms were lethal.
Sam would do anything to get her hands of the asshole who had done this. She picked up a pen and began to doodle on a random slip of paper. Sam didn't realise that she was gripping the pen tighter and tighter and pushing the pen into the paper harder and harder until the plastic shattered and went flying all over her desk.
"Shit." She tried to pick up the shards, but soon gave up and threw the pieces that she had already collected at the wall in anger. "Damn, cheap- assed USAF budget pens."
A knock echoed around the lab. Sam didn't even look at the door.
"Major Carter?"
"It's Doctor Carter. I retired from the air force."
"Oh."
Sam didn't even look to see who was now perched at her shoulder.
"I tried to save him. Honest to God I tried."
Sam looked up. It was Captain Shelby. There were tears glistening in his eyes.
"There was nothing more you could have done." Sam was surprised at how hoarse her voice sounded.
"I know. I just feel, well, it should be me there. Not Daniel. He's a civilian; he shouldn't die because of this. It should've been me."
Sam resisted the urge too agree with Shelby. "Daniel's not dead yet. He still has a chance."
"Not much of one," thought the creature silently.
"Do you want some coffee Maj.? I mean Doctor?"
Sam smiled weakly. "Yeah. Thanks captain."
Shelby left the lab and went to make the coffee. The granules dissolved in the hot water, along with the small amount of white powder. The beauty of the powder was that it was completely untraceable. It wouldn't kill her, nor knock her out. In fact it had no physical side effects whatsoever, provided you carried on using it. The drug was potent. He had given Sam the drug in its pure form. She would be hooked from the first sip f that drink, and after that, well the withdrawal symptoms were lethal.