These stories arent in any particular order or follow any particular storyline, they are all part of the 'Tale of Two Technician' stories which is why they are all bundled together. Every now and then these two people pop into my head with a little story to tell and here we are...enjoy the next installement of 'A tale of two technicians'...Walter needs to vent and Silers just the person with the right ear for the task.

"That's it I can't take it anymore"

Siler barely shifted from his hunched position over his desk as Walter entered his private little hideaway and slouched into a chair nearby. Siler fiddled a with the circuit board set before him as Walter sighed, slouched a little more into the seat and stretched his legs in front of him.

"What's on your mind Walt?" asked Siler after a few more audible irritated sighs floated over to him.

"You know my job used to be easy, I would run diagnostics, I'd set the Stargate dialling every now and then. I'd open the Iris for teams to return. You know being in charge of that thing is a pretty big deal in itself right. But no...no no no"

Breaking for a sigh Walter shifted in the chair and swivelled it around a little, swaying back and forth and pushed his glasses to the top of his brow.

"It was easier when General Hammond was around, we were more like, like a team you know. And General O'Neill, well I just thought maybe I'd have to deal with just a tiny bit more with him. You know help him sort paper work and such...You know what I was doing today...Sorting bunting...bunting. Ya know you're a gate technician one day and suddenly, you're the gate technician come personal assistant come decorator..."

Siler didn't reply, merely smiling to himself as Walter unloaded. It was a regular Walt trait. Every few months things would get a little too much, he'd come down here in the privacy if Silers confined little office/workshop and unload. Siler wondered if it was the fact that he'd listen with half and ear and slight demeanour of understanding exactly what he was talking about, or the fact Walt loved to swivel on that chair. Either way Walt found it an easy way to vent his problems and get back to work before you could say jimmy crack corn.

Walter was silent for a few moments, probably regaining some semblance of order and catching his breath. Siler waited a few more moments, setting the circuit board aside and leaning back on his own chair turning slightly to face Walt.

Walter liked to come into the small space of Silers domain and vent because Siler Siler usually stayed quiet and calm and let him do so without interruption. It worked both ways, except Siler sided on the 'take out your rage with a spanner and any cog which happens to be close by' usually hidden in the depths of a tunnel or other dotted about the SGC. Walter would happen upon a corridor where serious chinking could be heard and deduce quite quickly that something in Silers workday had gone wrong and that some piece of the inner working of the SGC was taking the brunt of said spanner.

"So bad day at the office" said Siler with a grin as he folded his arms

Walter merely pursed his lips and raised his brow causing his glasses to fall back to their correct position perched on the ridge of his nose. He swung on the chair a few times and Siler couldn't help but tease.

"So apart from all the extra work you seem to be having loaded onto you...your ok? How is your chair?"

It was a running joke entirely for Silers benefit to tease Walter at any convenient time about the odious new 'tech' who had been assigned to Walt 'tech' team in 'Command Central' as Walter so aptly named his position in the SGC. The new 'tech' a young Lieutenant Stark had managed to wedge himself neatly into Walters's bad books after continuously messing around with Walters's meticulous running of his particular position. Walter took his job very seriously and treated it with a certain dignity and respect which in turn was looked upon and respected by the other SGC personnel. Siler ran his own unit in similar ways and as much as SG teams were going through the Stargate on usually daring and dangerous missions. It was the teams such like Walters and Silers, which helped, run the whole operation. The new Lieutenant seemed to have missed the memo on this particular piece of information and had such lodged himself permanently into Walters's bad books. However as much as the Lieutenant continually irritated Walter, he understood that fact that the Lieutenants expertise was valuable to his team.

"Very funny Sly" scowled Walter, preparing himself to return to his post "You know I was all vented out but now..."

"Anytime buddy" grinned Siler as Walter stood and turned to exit Silers cherished office.

As Walter left, Siler frowned suddenly and stood, sticking his head out of the door and watching Walter as he walked away.

"Walt...your hanging bunting?" he asked dejectedly...Siler had a small penchant for decorating, an enjoyment which came in handy around special holidays when numerous SGC personnel called on his expertise to decorate their homes.

Walter paused mid-step and turned with a grin.

"Sorry Sly, the General left it in my capable hands to sort"

"But..." Siler paused and mentally kicked himself for bringing up the Stark subject. "If you let me sort it for you, it means you have time to get one with all the other jobs you have to do. Think of it as a friend helping a friend"

Walter looked serious and turned to walk away again.

"Well I'll have a think and let you know Siler"

Walter made his way to the elevators with a slight grin edging the corner of his lips leaving a dejected Handyman with the hopes of decorating.