Tegan Chronicles
Affairs of Love 8
Janet stepped around the privacy curtain after having left Paige to finish the rest of SG1's post mission exams. "How was the mission?"
"Fine."
"Sam says you weren't sleeping well."
"How would she know?" Tegan grumbled.
"You are tent mates." Janet reminded.
"I'm sleeping."
"Uh huh, just like you're eating." Janet opened her chart. "You've been off world for a week and managed to lose five pounds."
"I always lose weight off world. We all do, except maybe Jack."
"Sam only lost two."
"I'm not Sam." She blew her bangs out of her eyes making mental note she still needed a hair cut.
"No, Sam eats."
"Can we get this over with? I have work to do."
Tegan looked up as Janet entered the mess hall, the other woman's eyes automatically searching the tables and stopping on her. She raised her eyebrows as someone called her name. "Dr. Frasier!"
Tegan looked back down at the glass of orange juice she'd barely touched. Deciding to make a break for it, while Janet was distracted, she grabbed the now warm glass and started to stand.
"Going somewhere?"
"Sam," A sheepish grin spread across her lips. "I…"
"Hey Kiser, save us a place would you?" Jack and Daniel walked in and made a b-line for the food.
"That's not lunch is it?" Janet appeared beside Sam and questioned the glass of juice.
"I was just…"
"Going to get some real food?" Janet pressed.
"Actually," Tegan reoccupied her chair, "I'm saving a place for the guys."
"Good, as soon as they get here, we can go through the line." Janet settled across from her. As much as she hated being on Tegan's bad side it was better than constantly wanting to undress the other woman with her eyes.
"I'm going to go ahead, if you don't mind." Sam quickly removed herself.
"I'm really not hungry." Tegan pushed the glass to the center of the table.
"You're never hungry." Janet searched her face for any signs of fatigue or illness.
Tegan opened her mouth, she wanted to protest, to start an argument, but instead she pursed her lips tightly together. The argument always ended the same. There was no point in rehashing it.
"Thanks Kiser." Jack sat his tray down next to her, as Daniel sat down beside Janet. "Is that lunch?"
"No sir." She forced a small smile. "I was just getting ready to check out the food."
"Looks like meatloaf." Daniel poked at the mystery meat with his fork. The congealed mass of pasta and cheese next to it looked almost as appetizing as road kill.
"My favorite." Jack shoved a fork load of the meat in his mouth and grinned.
"Meatloaf." Sam joined the group. She'd chosen instant mashed potatoes which, Tegan was sure tasted more like cardboard than russets, covered in the brown ooze they passed off for gravy.
"Should we?" Janet stood as Teal'c passed by.
"Chopped up cow with bread crumbs," He glanced at the plates sitting on the table, "My favorite."
"You really know how to make a meal sound appetizing Teal'c."
"It is my pleasure Major Kiser." She swore she saw the Jaffa wink, despite knowing he wouldn't even if he knew how.