Season 8
Disclaimers- I don't own anything...at all...
Copyright © 2005 (I just found that little "c" symbol on my computer so it applies to the previous chapters to)
A/N Sorry this took so long, finals are coming up, so my posting schedule will be really weird ofr a little while. Thank you for all of the reviews(sound familiar) and anyway I know I make tons of grammatical errors, so again I'm sorry.
"" mean spoken words and '' mean thoughts
OH and if any of you haven't read Small Favors by Eve8 read it, it's the best...And I think that's everything but come on- Read the next chapter already.
For the first time in her entire life, Samantha Carter loathed the Stargate. Normally it was a challenge, safe haven, rescue, new hope or simply adventure itself. Never before had she viewed it as an enemy, but here she was placing it in the category as Apophis, Baal, and Anubis.
"Carter, you coming?" Jack called over his shoulder as he paused halfway up the ramp. Sam, standing a few feet from the gate, immediately snapped back to reality. "Sorry, sir," She apologized automatically, a habit born from nearly nine years of practice.
The General obviously took that as a sign that she was fine, and headed through the gate. Taking a deep, soothing breath, Sam slowly followed him through the event horizon.
Stepping through the Stargate onto P7X-569, also known as Ritho, Sam tried unsuccessfully to stay calm. She was pretending to be bonded to her CO, so that a Earth would have better defenses against the Goauld . She was simply performing a civic duty, so there was nothing to panic about. Now she just had to convince herself that was true.
Craning her neck to stare up at the skyscrapers that surrounded the Stargate, Sam immediately tuned out everything around her. There was a young man who was greeting the General, but seemed to be ignoring her, so Sam tuned him out. She was in the middle of calculating just how tall the buildings were, but then the General interrupted her.
"Uh...Excuse me, Sir, Could you repeat that?" Sam questioned sheepishly.
Jack grinned as he picked up her traveling bag. "The young man over there is supposed to show us to our room." Jack then started to follow the man who was heading toward one of the skyscrapers immediately surrounding the 'gate.
Rolling her eyes behind her CO, Sam followed him toward the building.
"And this will be your room for the duration of the trading," Stated the young man, who Sam had learned was named Kikder, as he exited the Rithomian version of an elevator into a large room. Sam smiled thankfully in his direction, before looking in shock at the room before her.
Three of the four walls of the enormous room where made of glass, giving them a breathtaking view of the entire city and the county side beyond. They were staying in the tallest of all the buildings in the city and where on the top floor, so no other buildings obstructed their view. The elevator to the left against the one wall not made of glass.
Sam glanced to the left and saw a king size, raised bed was in the middle of the wall, obviously so the occupants could awake with a spectacular view of the sunrise.
Kikder walked quickly to the other side of the huge bed and gestured for them to follow him. Next to the bed was a panel of controls. After Kikder had explained that the panel was used to send messages, and talk to others in the building and their meal would be transported to the square foot hole in the middle of the panel, he quietly left.
Sam watched him go before turning around to face her CO. 'What now?'