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Chapter 9
Sam was heading to her lab when she heard soft sobbing. She changed her path and headed for an unguarded VIP room at Jesse always hid in. It may have been three months but her loss needed time to heal. Sam wondered if her daughter would ever heal. She had taken to calling her mom well Jesse at is and Sam gave into it and treated her like her own.
Sam knocked on the door and looked though a small window on the door. She saw Jesse hiding a hat and other small things under her pillow and wiping her eyes. She sat up on the bed and said, "Come in."
Sam walked into the room and over to Jesse. " Jess," she said bending down to eye level the sitting Jesse. "Why are you crying?"
"You know why."
"Humor me." Jesse went back into the pillow and took out a Marine's hat, and a nametag that said 'Maybourne'.
"Bryan's." she said simply. "He gave it to me after I threw it at him." She said. She gestured to the hat and a small blood red mark on the top that would always be there. Inside the hat was a picture velcoed on to the top. It showed Jesse and Bryan with Bryan grabbing on to Jesse from behind and Jesse smiling and laughing in surprise.
He was tall and nicely covered Jesse and overpowered her. He had misty, blue eyes like his father. Only on Colonel Maybourne they looked creepy on Corporal Maybourne they looked mysterious and looked like they were hiding so many things. Secrets maybe.
Jesse looked down and distant so Sam took the time to look at it more closely. This was taken years ago. Jesse's hair was a little lighter and her eyes a very, very muddy blue but you could see the small shine of the color even in the picture. They were now very dark brown. She couldn't be more that 15 and he looked younger than the 20-something man that had been thrown though the Stargate after he died.
He had an innocent gleam in his eyes. It had not been there when he had woken up in the infirmary while Jesse was still unconscious. He hadn't died right away but ½ hour after he had woken up. Jesse took longer. No one had told Jesse this.
"Why?" Jesse said suddenly. "You could have told me." Sam had forgotten. Jesse could read minds.
"It wasn't important at the time."
"Of course it was," she said. "No, you're right at the time it would have made it worst." The sudden change backtracked Sam. "You did good." Her head was down again and new tears were in her eyes. Sam started to hug Jesse and Jesse didn't stop her. Daughter to mother Jesse let all her tears out.
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Chapter 9
Sam was heading to her lab when she heard soft sobbing. She changed her path and headed for an unguarded VIP room at Jesse always hid in. It may have been three months but her loss needed time to heal. Sam wondered if her daughter would ever heal. She had taken to calling her mom well Jesse at is and Sam gave into it and treated her like her own.
Sam knocked on the door and looked though a small window on the door. She saw Jesse hiding a hat and other small things under her pillow and wiping her eyes. She sat up on the bed and said, "Come in."
Sam walked into the room and over to Jesse. " Jess," she said bending down to eye level the sitting Jesse. "Why are you crying?"
"You know why."
"Humor me." Jesse went back into the pillow and took out a Marine's hat, and a nametag that said 'Maybourne'.
"Bryan's." she said simply. "He gave it to me after I threw it at him." She said. She gestured to the hat and a small blood red mark on the top that would always be there. Inside the hat was a picture velcoed on to the top. It showed Jesse and Bryan with Bryan grabbing on to Jesse from behind and Jesse smiling and laughing in surprise.
He was tall and nicely covered Jesse and overpowered her. He had misty, blue eyes like his father. Only on Colonel Maybourne they looked creepy on Corporal Maybourne they looked mysterious and looked like they were hiding so many things. Secrets maybe.
Jesse looked down and distant so Sam took the time to look at it more closely. This was taken years ago. Jesse's hair was a little lighter and her eyes a very, very muddy blue but you could see the small shine of the color even in the picture. They were now very dark brown. She couldn't be more that 15 and he looked younger than the 20-something man that had been thrown though the Stargate after he died.
He had an innocent gleam in his eyes. It had not been there when he had woken up in the infirmary while Jesse was still unconscious. He hadn't died right away but ½ hour after he had woken up. Jesse took longer. No one had told Jesse this.
"Why?" Jesse said suddenly. "You could have told me." Sam had forgotten. Jesse could read minds.
"It wasn't important at the time."
"Of course it was," she said. "No, you're right at the time it would have made it worst." The sudden change backtracked Sam. "You did good." Her head was down again and new tears were in her eyes. Sam started to hug Jesse and Jesse didn't stop her. Daughter to mother Jesse let all her tears out.
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