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The Testing of Wills.
Ch. 12
"So, yeh're the one tha' can rebuild yerself, right?" asked Beckett, as he inspected 26's new friend. It might have been coincidence, but he sounded...uptight. Like someone had spiked his coffee with mustard or something.
"That's right." 13 said, tilting his head. 26 was standing nearby, smiling happily. She looked seventeen or eighteen now, and this confused everyone.
"And ye can...change yer physical appearance?" he asked 26. She shrugged.
"The Pegasus tried me out for stealth so that they could learn more about other cultures, but that was right before I was declared unstable." she explained.
"Right," Beckett said, still mystified. "So how old are you realy?"
"About three hundred years old." she answered. He stopped checking out 13's more fascinating aspects and looked at her.
"Yeh're serious." he said and she nodded. He shook his head. "Incredible."
"Isn't it though?" she giggled. "Anyway, I gotta go see Rodney." she said. "Se ya later, Carson."
"Right, don' forget." he called after her. She laughed.
"She's a robot. We don't forget anything." 13 said. Carson nodded.
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Once out of sight and hearing range, 26 picked up the pace and ran through the halls, back towards the old laboratory. She needed something that she had found there when she first moved in.
She remembered 13, alright.
All too well.
After they had first become aware, 26 and 13 had formed a personal alliance. They had been, in human terms, lovers, for almost three hundred years. Then something happened, something that she had been forced to forget. Since then, 13 had become distant. and after she had killed 4, she hadn't seen him at all. He probably figured that the loss of one memory in conjunction with the attack of the Wraith had driven all bad memories of him out of her mind.
But she had the distinct feeling that he was going to try to do something to hurt her new friends. She had to stop him. He was a robot, who else was capable?
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"So, this is your Portal control?" asked 13. Rodney nodded.
"Yes, but we call it a Stargate." he said, shrugging. 26 came into the room and saw that 13 was standing at the controls and took a deep breath, walking towards him. Rodney saw her and smiled. "Hey, 26." he greeted.
"Hey, Rodney." she replied, happily. She waved at Weir, who nodded in return. Then she looked back at 13. "Hello again, 13."
"So, you work here now?" he asked, point blank. She nodded.
"Yes. I make sure that nothing's going to take over the computer, like a virus or something." she said, nonchalantly. He nodded.
"And if someone attacks, like the Wraith for example?"
"They don't. But if they did, I have authorization to blow them all to hell." she said, cheerfully. He looked concerned, but she simply smiled at him with her sharp teeth. Major Sheppard and Lieutenant Ford, along with Teyla and Jinto had met 13, and they were polite, but it was plain for 26 to see that they were just as wary of him as she was, despite her warm welcome.
She spent the rest of the day showing him around the city, discreetly avoiding all areas of importance. She showed him to a room that he would be recharging in and then went to go see Doctor Beckett, because it was Wednesday, and they always had their talks on Wednesday. No doubt he was going to ask all about 13.
26 kinda liked Carson. He was...nice. He treated her like a person. Rodney was nice, but he was mostly fascinated with finding out what made her tick.
"Good evening, 26." greeted Carson, as she walked in to see him setting up the chess board and a couple chairs. She shook her head at this gesture. He couldn't possibly beat her, but there he was, never giving up. "Up for a game? I know I'll beat ye one o' these days."
And she smiled, walking in and taking a seat across from him.
"That's what you think, doctor."
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It was the middle of the night, and Weir was still up, reading. She liked to read at night, it was the only time that nobody bothered her.
And so, of course, it was this one time when every alarm in the city went off, alerting them to the fact that someone was trying to dial out through the Stargate.
Everyone who was qualified ran to the gate room, and so did some who weren't.
"What happened? What's going on?" demanded Sheppard, as he caught up to Elizabeth. He wasn't dressed and neither was she, they were in their pajamas still, but nobody seemed to notice.
"I don't know, I'd like to find that out myself." she said, as they walked into the gate room to see that the Stargate was wide open. As they rushed forward to see where it was gating to, they saw something that startled all of them.
26 and 13 were on the ground in front of the open gate, and 26's hands were wrapped around 13's head.
Neither were moving.
A/N: Dun dun DUNNNNNN! Oh dear, what is this? Surely it's just a lover's quarrel? Yes? No? No, probably not. 13's up to something. Can 26 stop him (dare I say it) before it's too late? (Excuse me whilst I procure some wine to go with this cheese.) And keep those names a-comin' peeps!
The Testing of Wills.
Ch. 12
"So, yeh're the one tha' can rebuild yerself, right?" asked Beckett, as he inspected 26's new friend. It might have been coincidence, but he sounded...uptight. Like someone had spiked his coffee with mustard or something.
"That's right." 13 said, tilting his head. 26 was standing nearby, smiling happily. She looked seventeen or eighteen now, and this confused everyone.
"And ye can...change yer physical appearance?" he asked 26. She shrugged.
"The Pegasus tried me out for stealth so that they could learn more about other cultures, but that was right before I was declared unstable." she explained.
"Right," Beckett said, still mystified. "So how old are you realy?"
"About three hundred years old." she answered. He stopped checking out 13's more fascinating aspects and looked at her.
"Yeh're serious." he said and she nodded. He shook his head. "Incredible."
"Isn't it though?" she giggled. "Anyway, I gotta go see Rodney." she said. "Se ya later, Carson."
"Right, don' forget." he called after her. She laughed.
"She's a robot. We don't forget anything." 13 said. Carson nodded.
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Once out of sight and hearing range, 26 picked up the pace and ran through the halls, back towards the old laboratory. She needed something that she had found there when she first moved in.
She remembered 13, alright.
All too well.
After they had first become aware, 26 and 13 had formed a personal alliance. They had been, in human terms, lovers, for almost three hundred years. Then something happened, something that she had been forced to forget. Since then, 13 had become distant. and after she had killed 4, she hadn't seen him at all. He probably figured that the loss of one memory in conjunction with the attack of the Wraith had driven all bad memories of him out of her mind.
But she had the distinct feeling that he was going to try to do something to hurt her new friends. She had to stop him. He was a robot, who else was capable?
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"So, this is your Portal control?" asked 13. Rodney nodded.
"Yes, but we call it a Stargate." he said, shrugging. 26 came into the room and saw that 13 was standing at the controls and took a deep breath, walking towards him. Rodney saw her and smiled. "Hey, 26." he greeted.
"Hey, Rodney." she replied, happily. She waved at Weir, who nodded in return. Then she looked back at 13. "Hello again, 13."
"So, you work here now?" he asked, point blank. She nodded.
"Yes. I make sure that nothing's going to take over the computer, like a virus or something." she said, nonchalantly. He nodded.
"And if someone attacks, like the Wraith for example?"
"They don't. But if they did, I have authorization to blow them all to hell." she said, cheerfully. He looked concerned, but she simply smiled at him with her sharp teeth. Major Sheppard and Lieutenant Ford, along with Teyla and Jinto had met 13, and they were polite, but it was plain for 26 to see that they were just as wary of him as she was, despite her warm welcome.
She spent the rest of the day showing him around the city, discreetly avoiding all areas of importance. She showed him to a room that he would be recharging in and then went to go see Doctor Beckett, because it was Wednesday, and they always had their talks on Wednesday. No doubt he was going to ask all about 13.
26 kinda liked Carson. He was...nice. He treated her like a person. Rodney was nice, but he was mostly fascinated with finding out what made her tick.
"Good evening, 26." greeted Carson, as she walked in to see him setting up the chess board and a couple chairs. She shook her head at this gesture. He couldn't possibly beat her, but there he was, never giving up. "Up for a game? I know I'll beat ye one o' these days."
And she smiled, walking in and taking a seat across from him.
"That's what you think, doctor."
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It was the middle of the night, and Weir was still up, reading. She liked to read at night, it was the only time that nobody bothered her.
And so, of course, it was this one time when every alarm in the city went off, alerting them to the fact that someone was trying to dial out through the Stargate.
Everyone who was qualified ran to the gate room, and so did some who weren't.
"What happened? What's going on?" demanded Sheppard, as he caught up to Elizabeth. He wasn't dressed and neither was she, they were in their pajamas still, but nobody seemed to notice.
"I don't know, I'd like to find that out myself." she said, as they walked into the gate room to see that the Stargate was wide open. As they rushed forward to see where it was gating to, they saw something that startled all of them.
26 and 13 were on the ground in front of the open gate, and 26's hands were wrapped around 13's head.
Neither were moving.
A/N: Dun dun DUNNNNNN! Oh dear, what is this? Surely it's just a lover's quarrel? Yes? No? No, probably not. 13's up to something. Can 26 stop him (dare I say it) before it's too late? (Excuse me whilst I procure some wine to go with this cheese.) And keep those names a-comin' peeps!