5-Minute Fic: The Story of Betrayal - Chapter 3

Summary: Chris and Sam talk. They drift towards the 'job' topic. Did Chris get too close to the truth?

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Sam and Chris sat at a table at O'Malley's. They talked as they waited for their meals to come.

"I'm curious to know, where did you go to high school?" Sam asked

"Oxford high school. It's way on the other side of the country, in Michigan."

"How did you get all the way over here?"

"There was a college here that offered a good price and had everything I wanted, and I took it. My parents weren't too thrilled about me going half way 'cross the country, but then again, whose parents are."

"My dad really didn't care. He was a military man and worked most of the time. I went into the Air Force Academy because I was smart and I thought I had nothing to lose. I went to a local high school here."

"What did your mom think about you joining the Air Force?"

Sam hesitated and a solemn look appeared on her face.

"Er... she died just before I went to high school She probably would've wanted the best for me."

"I'm sorry to hear about your mom."

"Thanks. It took me awhile to get over it but I finally did. Tell me, what did you do for a living?"

"I'm a crime scene investigator. You?"

"I'm a Major in the Air Force. Theoretical Astrophysicist. I'm working in the Cheyenne Mountain Complex doing Deep Space Radar Telemetry."

By then his eyes were raised.

"Wow, that's a lot. Ya know, there have been investigations into what goes on in the lowest floor of that mountain. Something called "Stargate." They never really found any evidence though, but when someone, some newscaster or camera crew tried to get any information they ended up dead or missing."

"Hmmm... interesting," she hoped that he wouldn't have any idea she was associated with it, "I've heard about it. I'm pretty sure there's nothing but assumptions." She felt guilty lying to him about the subject. She was just unfamiliar about hiding the topic. All her other so-called "boyfriends" knew about it, but, of course, most of them went gone missing or dead. She could feel the tension building up. He could sense it as well. She started staring at the table until he he got her attention.

"You, okay? Did I say something wrong?"

She looked up. "No, I'm fine." She smiled faintly, "Just thinkin'."

"About?"

"Nothing really."

"Okay, then you won't mind shooting a game of pool with me, then?"

She was relaxed by the offer and grinned. "Bring it on."

She hoped she hadn't given away any hints. Sam was worried, but as they started playing she was determined to forget about it for as long as she could.

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To Be Continued…

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