Title: SG-3 – The Epilogue
Rating: R
Spoilers: Obviously it helps if you have read parts 1-10. g Teeny weeny one for COTG.
Details: Epilogue to the series.
Summary: The thoughts and feelings of the characters in the aftermath of the story.
Disclaimer: None of the characters or places in this story belong to me, they are the property of MGM Worldwide, ShowTime, Gekko Film Corporation and Brad Wright. No copyright infringement intended - please don't sue me! I'm skint anyhow.
Author Notes: Enjoy, and please send feedback!
~SG-3 – The Epilogue ~
(c) Ruth, June 2003
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Colonel Makepeace:
I can't believe it. I'm such a fucking asshole.
I let her go - straight onto SG-1. The one place where I vowed never to let her go to again.
I'm such an idiot.
I threw it all away just because she decided to follow her heart and not the regulations - something that I regularly do, though not as passionately, I might add. She was damned brave to do what she did, and I can't believe that I tried to court-martial her for it! Luckily, John and James managed to talk me out of it - thank goodness they did, or I would have made a right fool out of myself.
I'm a damned fool.
We parted so badly. I remember her coming to me in my office, asking me to help her to find Daniel. I refused - damn; I was in a bad mood. Just lost $1000 dollars to Sergeant Siler over a bet. I won't humiliate myself again with the details - I think I've done that enough by letting Sam go.
I'm such a twat.
Every time I pass Colonel O'Neill in the corridor he just smirks at me - I want to hit him! Partly because he annoys me, but partly because I know that he's right. I am a fool for letting her go, just like he did a year ago. I've tried to talk to her since then, but Daniel's been all protective over her so I haven't been able to get a word in edgeways.
I'm so ashamed.
The new man is nothing compared to her. He doesn't have her eyes, or her hair, or that beautiful smile. He also has the brains of a pea and as much strength as an asthmatic ant. I'm gonna miss her - she was our little lady. I know she'd smack me one if she heard me call her that, but it just makes me smile.
Samantha Carter, my little lady. I wish I hadn't let her go.
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Colonel O'Neill:
Damn, O'Neill, you're just so cool! Every day I get to walk down the corridor and smirk at Robert for being such an asshole!
I'm so cool!
Captain Carter is everything that SG-1 needs. She's strong, smart, funny and brave. She's also a bit mad - which always works for me.
I'm such a genius!
Carter's lab is a paradise - loads of scientific doohickeys to fiddle with (and break, most of the time, but never mind!) She always smiles as I walk in, though I bet you anything she's wondering what I'm going to break. She has the most beautiful eyes in the universe - they're a blue colour that sparkle when she's in certain light. No wonder the natives liked to capture her - her eyes are probably worth more than a Mercedes.
I rock!
One thing, though. I'm gonna have to stop all the lovey-dovey, goo-goo looks that keep passing between her and Daniel. It's just too gross. They'll be groping under the table in the briefing and making out in the store cupboards unless I'm careful. I'm terrified that I'll walk in on 'em doing…
Ugh.
That really is too gross.
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Daniel Jackson:
I'm so proud of her.
She risked her life and her career to save me - she was devastated when Apophis killed me. That sounds funny, doesn't it? When I died. Of course she'd be devastated! Fortunately he had a sarcophagus and being a fan of eternal torture, he brought me back to life. Once I was alive again, it was my job to get us out of there. Sam was weak from the torture that he'd been gleefully been inflicting on her.
I'm also a grass.
I managed to convince Apophis that Has'ha had lied to him, so Apophis blew his head off with a staff weapon. Nice. Still, if you've gotta escape from a Goa'uld intent on killing you, some people have to be sacrificed. He was a bastard anyway - he killed Charlie with the same weapon that killed him. That is what I call justice, not that I gain any pleasure from killing people - quite the opposite.
I could have been dead.
But I'm not - thanks to her and me. I remember when I walked back into the room where we'd been held - where I'd died. She refused to believe that it was me for a moment - but then I managed to convince her. She kept telling me that she was sorry, expecting me to hate her. I could never hate her.
I love her.
It's funny to tease Jack. He's terrified that we're gonna jump in a cupboard together and he's gonna come along and open it. The thought just makes me laugh! We'd never do that on base, and if we did, it wouldn't be in a cupboard (blushes shyly)
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Samantha Carter:
I'm constantly being watched.
They're all so possessive! It's nice, I feel like I'm finally accepted, but sometimes it feels like I'm some sort of toy that they're all vying for. Robert and Jack are the worst. They're just two little toddlers who like to throw stuff at each other. It's taken me some time to adapt to the ways of SG-1. It's very different to what I was used to. We're very much a family, not a military unit. Everyone cares for everyone else, and we always make jokes and laugh together. I don't have to watch my step with Colonel O'Neill as much as I did with Robert, and I don't have to hide the fact that I'm a woman any more.
I'm a woman!
Colonel O'Neill once told me that he liked women, but that he just had a problem with scientists. Fortunately, his theory seems to have evolved, as there's nothing he likes more than coming into my lab (when I'm trying to concentrate really hard on a piece of work!) and fiddling with my equipment. He's a lot more of a gentleman than Robert, and he has better manners, but there's something that I miss about the marine.
I miss him.
He was a good man - a little (actually, a lot) foul mouthed, rude and totally disgusting, but he was also kind and caring, with a wicked sense of humour! He looked after me, and he taught me how to fight. That is, after all, what I'm supposed to do for the Air Force!
I'm also in love.
Daniel. He's kind, sweet and caring. He's a perfect gentleman, gets cutely embarrassed about almost everything and he's so huggable! It's funny to see Jack sweating whenever we get within a meter of each other. He thinks we're gonna start doing things in front of him, which I wouldn't dare think about! My private life is just that - private! I'm so glad that Daniel forgave me for letting him die - thank goodness that Apophis had his sarcophagus switched on! If he'd died there, I would never have forgiven myself. The whole point of me putting my career and my life on a knife-edge was to bring him back alive - and it nearly didn't happen.
I'm a soldier.
We ship out at 0700 hours tomorrow - our second full mission as SG-1. I can't wait, though the memories and teachings of SG-3 will always remain with me.
I'm a member of SG-1.
THE END
Author's Note: Pleeeeaaaasssseee send feedback to samcarterusaf@yahoo.co.uk Hope I did Makepeace some justice!
