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Chapter 18
- P3X-747, City of Largos
Their kiss became more passionate; until eventually, Logan broke it off.
'Sam…'
He was interrupted however, as Sam's radio cracked with the sound of Jack O'Neill's voice.
'This is SG-1, hello, does anyone copy?'
They were still holding each other. Sam was blushing and uncertain whether to ignore the radio or to respond.
Logan smiled and made the decision for her.
'Hey Jack.'
'Hey. Good to hear your voice, Colonel. We are heading back to the village from the Gate. ETA: six minutes.'
'Copy. Just in time for dinner.'
'Do I have timing, or what? O'Neill out.'
Logan released Sam's radio.
'Logan, I'm… Let's go for dinner.' Sam released Logan and limped away from him.
Logan watched her go with a smile.
'Sure…'
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They were loading up their plates just as Jack, Teal'c and Daniel arrived.
'Hi kids. Glad you see you up and running.' Jack dropped his P90 with a sigh, removed his vest and sat down.
He and Teal'c had taken the gear of SG-15 while they were returning Logan.
'Sam! How are you feeling?' Daniel sat down next to her.
Meanwhile, Teal'c had found a plate and was piling up.
'It is indeed good to see you well, Major Carter, Colonel Evans.' He said between bites.
It didn't take long for them all to once again enjoy the meal.
'Sir,' Major Robins had seen SG-1's arrival and was curious for an update.
'Not now, Major.' Jack said.
'Briefing after dinner.'
'Yes sir.'
She went back to join the rest of her team.
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After dinner Jack gathered them all together.
'Listen up. We went to the Gate to let the SGC know we're still alive. They are anxious to learn what we've been doing down here.
As far as I'm concerned, we are ready to go. Most of us need to pay a visit to ol' doc Fraiser, and I prefer not to keep that waiting.
Any scientific or archaeological stuff will have to wait until next time. Agreed?'
He looked at Sam and Daniel especially.
'Agreed.'
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They took the time to say farewell to the villagers, and pack up their gear.
Sam wandered around the care-centre, as a few members of SG-8 gathered their supplies.
'So you are leaving us so soon.'
Lana had walked up behind her.
Sam turned around and faced the wise woman.
'I'm afraid so. Thank you for your care.'
Lana smiled.
'And thank you, Samantha. You've helped Kyra a great deal. Soon the connection between our people will be strong. And you and your friends have prevented us from becoming slaves to the Goa'uld. We are in your debt.'
'Well… I really didn't do much about that…'
'I've already spoken to Colonel O'Neill. He is a good man.'
'Yeah. Yeah he is.'
They were silent for a while, when Lana came up to Sam and placed a hand on her arm.
'I know you are troubled. Your feelings confuse you. But if I may give you advice; trust your instinct. Do what feels right, at the moment. Don't trouble your mind by overthinking to much.'
Sam looked at her, but could only nod as she thought about her words.
Lana smiled to her again.
'Fare well, Samantha. We shall meet again, some day.'
She let go of her arm and disappeared inside the care-centre.
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'Hey.'
'Daniel. I was just looking for you.'
Kyra looked at the man standing in her door-opening.
'Really. You'd think I'd be in your workshop?'
'Alright. I was just about to go look for you… So you're leaving?'
'Yeah. Yeah we are.'
'Too bad. We were having so much fun together.'
'You think barely surviving an explosion and getting transported to a blood-sucking-bug-infested swamp was fun?'
Kyra smiled and moved closer to him.
'Are you saying you didn't have fun?' She asked, her face almost touching his.
'Well… Let's say it was… interesting.'
Kyra smiled and teasingly, she kissed him lightly on the lips.
'So next time I'll be testing the device, you'll be here?'
'Wouldn't miss it for the world.'