They walked to the mouth of the cave, the ocean within five to ten feet of their boots.
"It's beautiful, the sky is a mass of stars. And the three moon, they're almost perfectly aligned. That must the reason for the high tides and the rough seas. My God, oh my God. What the.."
"Oh that, that the reason the turtles lay so many eggs, well one of the reasons."
"Will it come on shore?" an edge of panic in her voice.
"Hope not, I only found three clips."
"Jack, the gate, the gate must be covered."
"When they come tomorrow the tide will be going out and we'll return as it starts to turn, before it gets too high. It'll be okay. Now why don't you get some rest and spell me in a couple of hours."
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He had been standing at the mouth of the cave just looking out into the ocean watching the soothing roll of the waves when he thought he saw a tentacle. It looked like something out of a cheesy Sci fi movie. Then he realized that it had a face and it was looking his way. Slowly, so slowly he slipped back into the shadows of the cave and kicked the raft.
"Carter" he whispered still nudging the raft with his foot "get up; get to the back of the cave. Do it now."
Although half asleep she obeyed, only to get a surge of adrenaline at the urgency in his voice. He followed on her heels. The creature had drawn closer and seemed most curious, too damned curious.
He could hear the splash and streaming of water from the monsters head as it lifted up from the surface of the ocean to peer into the cave. He flattened himself against her at the rear wall. He could feel her fist grasping his shirt at the shoulder and the fingers of her other hand at his waist pulling him closer. He could see her eyes were wide with fear and her hands trembled as the clung to him. He was waiting to feel the creature's breath on his back.
"Let go of me" he breathed into he ear.
If it took him, he would not let it drag her along with him. She hadn't let go. They heard the soft sound of something slipping back in to the water but dare not move lest it would rise again to venture into their cave. Everything was quiet for a few minutes and she never loosened her grasp. His mouth touching her ear, he whispered "I think it's gone. You okay?"
"Never had anything want to eat me before."
She felt him rather than heard him laugh and was annoyed at first then soundlessly laughed herself. The adrenaline was almost gone and her emotions were all over the place.
"I'm going to go look but you've got to let go."
"Don't, please don't."
"It's okay, I'll come right back."
She hadn't realized but she had sunken her short fingernails into him and her hands shook and fingers ached as she relaxed her grip. "Stay here. Don't move." He ordered as he gently pulled away from her hands. She wasn't sure she could follow orders. The spirit was willing but her knees were not. The ripples in the water seemed to indicate that the creature swam off out to sea but he was taking no chances. He pulled the raft and all the supplies to the rear of the cave. Sitting Sam down in the raft, he wrapped the sleeping bag around her then sat beside her. He leaned back against the rear wall and she leaned into him. He wrapped his arm around her trying to get her to relax and get a little sleep. She slept but never seemed to relax hold fast to Jack.
"It's beautiful, the sky is a mass of stars. And the three moon, they're almost perfectly aligned. That must the reason for the high tides and the rough seas. My God, oh my God. What the.."
"Oh that, that the reason the turtles lay so many eggs, well one of the reasons."
"Will it come on shore?" an edge of panic in her voice.
"Hope not, I only found three clips."
"Jack, the gate, the gate must be covered."
"When they come tomorrow the tide will be going out and we'll return as it starts to turn, before it gets too high. It'll be okay. Now why don't you get some rest and spell me in a couple of hours."
SG1SG1SG1SG1
He had been standing at the mouth of the cave just looking out into the ocean watching the soothing roll of the waves when he thought he saw a tentacle. It looked like something out of a cheesy Sci fi movie. Then he realized that it had a face and it was looking his way. Slowly, so slowly he slipped back into the shadows of the cave and kicked the raft.
"Carter" he whispered still nudging the raft with his foot "get up; get to the back of the cave. Do it now."
Although half asleep she obeyed, only to get a surge of adrenaline at the urgency in his voice. He followed on her heels. The creature had drawn closer and seemed most curious, too damned curious.
He could hear the splash and streaming of water from the monsters head as it lifted up from the surface of the ocean to peer into the cave. He flattened himself against her at the rear wall. He could feel her fist grasping his shirt at the shoulder and the fingers of her other hand at his waist pulling him closer. He could see her eyes were wide with fear and her hands trembled as the clung to him. He was waiting to feel the creature's breath on his back.
"Let go of me" he breathed into he ear.
If it took him, he would not let it drag her along with him. She hadn't let go. They heard the soft sound of something slipping back in to the water but dare not move lest it would rise again to venture into their cave. Everything was quiet for a few minutes and she never loosened her grasp. His mouth touching her ear, he whispered "I think it's gone. You okay?"
"Never had anything want to eat me before."
She felt him rather than heard him laugh and was annoyed at first then soundlessly laughed herself. The adrenaline was almost gone and her emotions were all over the place.
"I'm going to go look but you've got to let go."
"Don't, please don't."
"It's okay, I'll come right back."
She hadn't realized but she had sunken her short fingernails into him and her hands shook and fingers ached as she relaxed her grip. "Stay here. Don't move." He ordered as he gently pulled away from her hands. She wasn't sure she could follow orders. The spirit was willing but her knees were not. The ripples in the water seemed to indicate that the creature swam off out to sea but he was taking no chances. He pulled the raft and all the supplies to the rear of the cave. Sitting Sam down in the raft, he wrapped the sleeping bag around her then sat beside her. He leaned back against the rear wall and she leaned into him. He wrapped his arm around her trying to get her to relax and get a little sleep. She slept but never seemed to relax hold fast to Jack.