Samantha Carter sat in her lab not looking at the notebook in front of her.
The lights are dim and many experiments sat untended. Her mind though is
very active as thoughts of her current dilemma run rampant.
'I just don't know how to make this work. So many different paths and so many of them can't go together. My work, the SGC, jack and now maybe motherhood.'
'When it comes down to it something's got to give,' her thoughts though raged at the futility of her possibilities. "Their has got to be a way to do this that I cant see," she screamed suddenly enraged sweeping a rack of test tubes and bottles off the table onto the floor. Then just as suddenly as it came the rage leaves her and she slumps back onto the stool tears spilling down her cheeks as she sits in her darkened lab.
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Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind
By Verse12
Verse12@hotmail.com
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Disclaimer:
I do not own these characters nor do I claim too, this is a simple fan based homage. Their creators and the companies they work for and with own the characters and all that pertains to them. (I.E. MGM, Double Secret Productions, Gekko Film) This is just fans of the shows expressing their love for it for fun, no profit is involved or expected thank you.
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Chapter Five
Comfort
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Colonel Jack O'Neill opened the door to Sam's lab and looked around the dark space to see if she was in. When he spotted her asleep with her head on her desk he smiled at the scene thinking how cute she looked like that.
He walked over to her but stopped with a confused frown as he stepped on glass. Peering at the concrete floor he spied the shattered remains of some kinda doohickey. Looking up at Sam with a concerned look on his face he continued over to her.
"Carter? You okay?" He said nudging her on the shoulder.
"Huh?" she said shocked awake suddenly and upsetting her stool causing her to fall backwards. She would have fallen completely except for Jack being there to catch her. She lay there half on her stool half in jacks arms still partially asleep. "Wha?" She muttered coming back to consciousness still confused after righting herself as she realized she was in Jacks arms.
"You okay Sam?" Jack asked worriedly still keeping his hands on her shoulders in a comforting manner.
"Um," was all Sam said still kind of out of it, her mind concentrating only on the feel of being surrounded by the Colonels arms. And the experience of his hands on her shoulders as they gently moved back and forth in soothing way. Coming back to herself she jerks away from him shaking off his hands nearly falling again in the process.
"I'm fine SIR!" she exclaimed emphasizing the 'sir' in her newly returned anger. Stepping back confused Jack muttered "Geeze, sorry Carter, just makin sure your okay."
"Like I said I'm fine SIR," she said and turned back to her notebook trying to look busy.
Jack stepped back confused at her anger then looking wryly at the broken lab equipment underfoot he looks back at her with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah I see how fine you are," he said jerking his thumb at the debris on the ground.
Looking down at the broken glass Sam closed her eyes and glanced down before looking back at the Colonel. "Sorry," she muttered, "I guess I'm just not taking this well, you know?"
Jack stepped in close to her and brushed her cheek lightly with the back of his hand, Sam involuntarily leaning into it with her eyes closed. "Hey," he said getting her attention "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, do you understand?" he says while looking her in the eye.
Slightly overwhelmed she nods quietly in a dreamy way still looking him in the eye. Then turning away she whispers, "don't make promises you cant keep . . . sir."
Turning back to face him she asked, "Colonel, do you understand how hard I've had to work to get where I am? Do you really?"
Confused at her question he merely looked on waiting for her to continue. "Sir," she said with some effort "Sir, I'm a woman Major in the armed forces and I'm taken seriously for all the work I've put in. Hours, days, weeks of study and practice to be perfect and now . . . now it's all going to be lost. Because once this comes out all they'll see is someone who . . . who . . ." she muttered trailing off with tears forming in her eyes.
Sighing heavily Jack stepped back and leaned on the counter thinking for a second he looked back and with some concern began speaking, "Sam, no one is going to think less of you, and if someone does well, their an idiot any way it won't change how people who truly matter treat you."
Sam looked disbelievingly at him "Colonel," she said "its already changed things."
Questioning Jack glanced at her and frowned trying to think of what it could be, "What're you talkin about?"
"Sir, when did you start calling me Sam? And not Major or Carter?"
Inhaling with understanding he turned and walked away stopping by a shelf and began to fiddle with a doohickey while Sam waited for his answer. Then finally after a minute he began talking while still facing away from her, "your right."
Nodding she turned away from him only to turn back in shock as he continued, "and your wrong."
"What?"
Looking back at her from over by the shelf he continued, "your right and your wrong. Yes things have changed but things will always change in life it doesn't mean the change will be bad." He finished talking and walked back over to her, "but your right we need to watch things until we know for sure."
"But you need to calm down . . . Major, well get thru this and whatever the Doc finds out it'll be okay?"
Looking up at him Sam nodded feeling oddly comforted and ready to handle this no matter what. She was stronger than she had been acting and it was time to start acting it. "Your right . . .Sir, I think I'll be better, at least a bit that is."
Looking at her tentative smile he nodded before walking to back to the door, "listen I'll see you later, come on by my office after you go see the General. OH! Yeah," he says turning back to her "what are you going to tell him anyway?"
"I'll think of something," she smiled.
"Ha," he barked out in a laugh "you do that," he says heading out feeling better for her, and the future.
To be Continued:
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End Notes:
This one was hard but I think it turned out well, do you?
Continued thanks for all the reviews. Let me know what you think.
Signed: Verse12
'I just don't know how to make this work. So many different paths and so many of them can't go together. My work, the SGC, jack and now maybe motherhood.'
'When it comes down to it something's got to give,' her thoughts though raged at the futility of her possibilities. "Their has got to be a way to do this that I cant see," she screamed suddenly enraged sweeping a rack of test tubes and bottles off the table onto the floor. Then just as suddenly as it came the rage leaves her and she slumps back onto the stool tears spilling down her cheeks as she sits in her darkened lab.
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Beneath the Surface . . . of the Mind
By Verse12
Verse12@hotmail.com
**********************
Disclaimer:
I do not own these characters nor do I claim too, this is a simple fan based homage. Their creators and the companies they work for and with own the characters and all that pertains to them. (I.E. MGM, Double Secret Productions, Gekko Film) This is just fans of the shows expressing their love for it for fun, no profit is involved or expected thank you.
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Chapter Five
Comfort
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Colonel Jack O'Neill opened the door to Sam's lab and looked around the dark space to see if she was in. When he spotted her asleep with her head on her desk he smiled at the scene thinking how cute she looked like that.
He walked over to her but stopped with a confused frown as he stepped on glass. Peering at the concrete floor he spied the shattered remains of some kinda doohickey. Looking up at Sam with a concerned look on his face he continued over to her.
"Carter? You okay?" He said nudging her on the shoulder.
"Huh?" she said shocked awake suddenly and upsetting her stool causing her to fall backwards. She would have fallen completely except for Jack being there to catch her. She lay there half on her stool half in jacks arms still partially asleep. "Wha?" She muttered coming back to consciousness still confused after righting herself as she realized she was in Jacks arms.
"You okay Sam?" Jack asked worriedly still keeping his hands on her shoulders in a comforting manner.
"Um," was all Sam said still kind of out of it, her mind concentrating only on the feel of being surrounded by the Colonels arms. And the experience of his hands on her shoulders as they gently moved back and forth in soothing way. Coming back to herself she jerks away from him shaking off his hands nearly falling again in the process.
"I'm fine SIR!" she exclaimed emphasizing the 'sir' in her newly returned anger. Stepping back confused Jack muttered "Geeze, sorry Carter, just makin sure your okay."
"Like I said I'm fine SIR," she said and turned back to her notebook trying to look busy.
Jack stepped back confused at her anger then looking wryly at the broken lab equipment underfoot he looks back at her with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah I see how fine you are," he said jerking his thumb at the debris on the ground.
Looking down at the broken glass Sam closed her eyes and glanced down before looking back at the Colonel. "Sorry," she muttered, "I guess I'm just not taking this well, you know?"
Jack stepped in close to her and brushed her cheek lightly with the back of his hand, Sam involuntarily leaning into it with her eyes closed. "Hey," he said getting her attention "I'm not going to let anything happen to you, do you understand?" he says while looking her in the eye.
Slightly overwhelmed she nods quietly in a dreamy way still looking him in the eye. Then turning away she whispers, "don't make promises you cant keep . . . sir."
Turning back to face him she asked, "Colonel, do you understand how hard I've had to work to get where I am? Do you really?"
Confused at her question he merely looked on waiting for her to continue. "Sir," she said with some effort "Sir, I'm a woman Major in the armed forces and I'm taken seriously for all the work I've put in. Hours, days, weeks of study and practice to be perfect and now . . . now it's all going to be lost. Because once this comes out all they'll see is someone who . . . who . . ." she muttered trailing off with tears forming in her eyes.
Sighing heavily Jack stepped back and leaned on the counter thinking for a second he looked back and with some concern began speaking, "Sam, no one is going to think less of you, and if someone does well, their an idiot any way it won't change how people who truly matter treat you."
Sam looked disbelievingly at him "Colonel," she said "its already changed things."
Questioning Jack glanced at her and frowned trying to think of what it could be, "What're you talkin about?"
"Sir, when did you start calling me Sam? And not Major or Carter?"
Inhaling with understanding he turned and walked away stopping by a shelf and began to fiddle with a doohickey while Sam waited for his answer. Then finally after a minute he began talking while still facing away from her, "your right."
Nodding she turned away from him only to turn back in shock as he continued, "and your wrong."
"What?"
Looking back at her from over by the shelf he continued, "your right and your wrong. Yes things have changed but things will always change in life it doesn't mean the change will be bad." He finished talking and walked back over to her, "but your right we need to watch things until we know for sure."
"But you need to calm down . . . Major, well get thru this and whatever the Doc finds out it'll be okay?"
Looking up at him Sam nodded feeling oddly comforted and ready to handle this no matter what. She was stronger than she had been acting and it was time to start acting it. "Your right . . .Sir, I think I'll be better, at least a bit that is."
Looking at her tentative smile he nodded before walking to back to the door, "listen I'll see you later, come on by my office after you go see the General. OH! Yeah," he says turning back to her "what are you going to tell him anyway?"
"I'll think of something," she smiled.
"Ha," he barked out in a laugh "you do that," he says heading out feeling better for her, and the future.
To be Continued:
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End Notes:
This one was hard but I think it turned out well, do you?
Continued thanks for all the reviews. Let me know what you think.
Signed: Verse12