Under the Microscope - part 6
Okay, I know this is a very very short chapter - I split it all into chapters before I started, taking into account how a chapter should flow ... and clearly I screwed up somehow because this one ended up tiny. Tell you what, I'll post two today. Don't say I never do anything for you!
Enjoy!
D - Jack?
J - Daniel?
D - Still pissed at Mickey?
J - You heard about that, did you?
D - She told me herself. She was really worried and guilty about it. I think she's currently grovelling to Sam for forgiveness.
J - I hope Carter's giving her hell.
D - Awww, come on, she just got a bit carried away.
J - She had a go at Sam just for trying to stop us arguing! Then she had a go at me for defending Sam! And she did it in such a way that I'm not sure whether she was calling me old or implying I have inappropriate feelings for my 2IC. Either way I'm pissed at her.
D - She's really sorry.
J - Why do you always have to be the peacemaker?
D - It's what I'm good at.
J - Daniel?
D - Yeah?
J - How old would you say I look?
D - Why?
J - It's what we were arguing about. She said I look about 50. Probably as a joke, but, you know.
D - You don't look 50. More like 40.
J - Carter said late thirties.
D - Yeah, well that's Sam, isn't it.
J - What's that supposed to mean?
D - Umm, nothing.
J - Daniel . . .
D - Just that she's not exactly impartial, is she? She sees you differently to, the average person, shall we say.
J - Daniel, if you're driving at what I think you're driving at, then do yourself a favour and shut up now.
D - Okeydokey. See you later!
J - Daniel!
Hope you liked it!
Beka :-)
