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Her brain had taken her to levels of superiority that even she didn't understand. Levels had never meant much to her sense of identity. All she understood was that Math and Physics and Astrophysics allowed her a freedom that had seldom been provided in the restrictive curriculum of school boards and exams.
But no matter how much her brain functioned at a level of intensity and supremacy, she still failed to understand how she could be sitting at one end of the cafeteria and her superior could be sitting at the other.
They had conversed, certainly, although most of their conversations had revolved around the intricacies of their missions.
It was no longer about a Major and a Colonel. It was her and him. And this was down time.
She slowly rose from her chair, surreptitiously noticing that he had raised his eyes at her sudden movement. Picking up her tray from the table, carefully ensuring that the blue jello glass was safe, she began to move in his direction.
"Sir. I was wondering whether you would like some company while you eat?"
Hazel brown met her own and she remembered the first time they had met and how intense his gaze had been, and how her body had reacted to that gaze.
"Suuure" His tone suggested complacency but his hand pointing to the chair opposite his own suggested more and so she took the offer.
It was time to get to know the real Colonel O'Neill.
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