AN: Alright, a few of you asked for more stories with Max in it. I've started a short little fic with Max and the NID and I posted it as it's own story. It's been up for a while now and I've gotten no response to it so I'm tacking the first chapter on the original story to see if anyone is interested. I won't continue with this if there seems to be no interest in it.
Max paced back and forth in the SGC's gym. She couldn't relax, something was going on and it had everyone on edge. She knew it had to do with her because whenever she approached Sam, Janet, or Jack their tension level jumped sky high. Even now, eight levels above them, she could feel the tension, it was coming in waves and was driving her crazy. Max was starting to wonder if this was one of the reasons her people forbid the healing of other worlders.
"Ah!" max screamed and kicked the punching bag hard enough to snap the chain holding it and sending it flying across the room. She then stormed out leaving several shocked airmen in her wake. Max quietly made her way up the mountain avoiding all but the last security check point.
"I'm sorry Ma'am. You aren't allowed to leave the base without an escort." The airman said, barely making eye contact. Max simply hopped the turn style. "Hey! You can't do that! Come back!"
Max ignored him and moved next to Sam's bike. They were in the process of fixing it up together so Max not only knew how to ride the bike but how to start it without the key.
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"Carter!" Jack yelled as he ran into her lab.
"I'm on it sir." She was typing furiously at her computer. "I installed a tracker on it last week. There. She's just outside the complex."
"Take SG-1 and bring her back before NID gets a hold of her." General Hammond said to Jack. "I'll have someone relay her coordinates to you from here."
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The peace was soon shattered by screeching tires. Glancing over her shoulder Max saw a black van speeding toward her. She moved toward the side of the road to give it room to pass her but the van simply showed her move. Now she was worried. The van pulled along side of her allowing her to catch a glimpse of what could only be the barrel of a gun. Pushing the bike faster Max pulled in front of the van again, glancing in the mirrors she saw the passenger lean out of the window then started firing at her. Pushing the bike faster then safe on the winding mountain road Max tried to avoid the bullets, obstacles in the road, as well as the van itself. She finally appeared to be pulling away from the van when she heard a loud explosion just before the bike shot out from under her, sending her flipping and sliding down the road.
Alright. This is it for now. . . review and let me know if you want the rest or not. If I get no response I'll remove the story.
