Thank you sooooo much for the reviews, I feel so loved. Lol Anyways,
Sam/Jack coming soon, might be in this chapter, might not, you'll just have
to read to see. Anyways just wanted to ask you all if you could read this
story and review for the person:
this person is really desperate, and it's only her first fic, so she needs all the support she can get. It's a Harry Potter story, but Harry Potter doesn't really play a BIG role, so if you don't really know that much about Harry Potter you can read it, and if you LIKE Harry Potter, read it and let her know what you think of it.
Anyway, enough of my babbling, ON TO THE STORY!!!! (sry if it's short, school, and track have been hell.)
CHAPTER 8
Colonel O'Neill was starting to get annoyed, he had been looking for a clue of some sort for the past fifteen minutes, and still hadn't found anything. Sam had been having the same amount of luck, she still hadn't found anything.
A few minutes later, their search was interrupted by a voice in the doorway.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!?!?!" yelled a person Sam and Jack assumed was the person in charge.
"We're looking for something, could you be a little quieter?" Jack said in his usual sarcastic tone of voice.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to leave, you're in violation of security rules 16 D. PLEASE LEAVE!" Yelled the person, they were growing redder by the second. This person had short brown hair, thick glasses, a big nose, and was kind of tall, he was taller than Jack at any rate.
He continued, "If you don't leave I will be forced to call security."
Jack ignored him and just turned away from him. This was not what the person had expected. After a second he started to walk towards Jack.
"Get out of my morgue." He said in a deep voice that was almost like a grumble.
"I don't see your name on it." Jack said as he looked around the room.
Stunned and running out of patience, the man's face began to turn red. "THAT'S IT I'M GETTING SECURITY!!!" He said and then he stormed out of the room.
Once he was out of ear shot Jack said to Sam, "Okay I think he'll probably only be gone a few more seconds, so instead of looking for some files that are probably gonna take forever to find let's just leave instead, and maybe come back later."
"Yes sir." Sam said.
With that they quickly left the room and headed down the hall, looking for an exit. They found one, and quickly left the building. Sam and Jack then headed towards Jack's truck and got in.
A few minutes later Jack pulled up in front of Jack's house and pulled into the driveway. Jack opened his door, and then turned to Sam, "I'll be back in a couple minutes, stay here." He then jumped out of the truck and closed the door.
Sam sat there alone in the cab of Jack's truck thinking about where Julia was and how she must feel. "Probably like the most evil person on the planet." Sam thought to herself. "I mean how would I feel if I killed five people with my own hands and not even meaning, or wanting to?" Sam thought to herself.
After about ten minutes of sitting alone Sam began to become concerned for Jack. She stretched in her seat and craned her neck to try and see through a window that was on the door, but all she saw was the wall. "Give him five more minutes." She thought to herself.
After ten more minutes of waiting, Sam decided to go inside Jack's house. She jumped out of the truck and silently closed the door, that's when she heard the gun shots.
this person is really desperate, and it's only her first fic, so she needs all the support she can get. It's a Harry Potter story, but Harry Potter doesn't really play a BIG role, so if you don't really know that much about Harry Potter you can read it, and if you LIKE Harry Potter, read it and let her know what you think of it.
Anyway, enough of my babbling, ON TO THE STORY!!!! (sry if it's short, school, and track have been hell.)
CHAPTER 8
Colonel O'Neill was starting to get annoyed, he had been looking for a clue of some sort for the past fifteen minutes, and still hadn't found anything. Sam had been having the same amount of luck, she still hadn't found anything.
A few minutes later, their search was interrupted by a voice in the doorway.
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!?!?!" yelled a person Sam and Jack assumed was the person in charge.
"We're looking for something, could you be a little quieter?" Jack said in his usual sarcastic tone of voice.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to leave, you're in violation of security rules 16 D. PLEASE LEAVE!" Yelled the person, they were growing redder by the second. This person had short brown hair, thick glasses, a big nose, and was kind of tall, he was taller than Jack at any rate.
He continued, "If you don't leave I will be forced to call security."
Jack ignored him and just turned away from him. This was not what the person had expected. After a second he started to walk towards Jack.
"Get out of my morgue." He said in a deep voice that was almost like a grumble.
"I don't see your name on it." Jack said as he looked around the room.
Stunned and running out of patience, the man's face began to turn red. "THAT'S IT I'M GETTING SECURITY!!!" He said and then he stormed out of the room.
Once he was out of ear shot Jack said to Sam, "Okay I think he'll probably only be gone a few more seconds, so instead of looking for some files that are probably gonna take forever to find let's just leave instead, and maybe come back later."
"Yes sir." Sam said.
With that they quickly left the room and headed down the hall, looking for an exit. They found one, and quickly left the building. Sam and Jack then headed towards Jack's truck and got in.
A few minutes later Jack pulled up in front of Jack's house and pulled into the driveway. Jack opened his door, and then turned to Sam, "I'll be back in a couple minutes, stay here." He then jumped out of the truck and closed the door.
Sam sat there alone in the cab of Jack's truck thinking about where Julia was and how she must feel. "Probably like the most evil person on the planet." Sam thought to herself. "I mean how would I feel if I killed five people with my own hands and not even meaning, or wanting to?" Sam thought to herself.
After about ten minutes of sitting alone Sam began to become concerned for Jack. She stretched in her seat and craned her neck to try and see through a window that was on the door, but all she saw was the wall. "Give him five more minutes." She thought to herself.
After ten more minutes of waiting, Sam decided to go inside Jack's house. She jumped out of the truck and silently closed the door, that's when she heard the gun shots.