Under the microscope - part 13

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M - Cat, talk to me.

S - Mickey, how did it go?

M - I almost hit him.

S - You what?!

M - He didn't seem to get that Jack didn't have a choice, and I kinda lost it.

S - How bad?

M - There was yelling.

S - Oh God.

M - Don't worry, he went a bit quiet after I yelled at him about what those pigs would have done to you if Jack had let them take you, so I think I got through.

S - Mick, we don't know that anything would have happened.

M - Yes we bloody well do! Daniel said those bastards were looking at you in a way that made him want to kill them and lock you in a convent. Don't pretend you didn't notice.

S - He said that?

M - Yes he did. And that's what I told Woolsey. I made it absolutely clear to him that the only other way out of that situation involved you getting raped. He looked a bit shocked.

S - I'll bet he did.

Pause

M - You okay?

S - Sure. I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?

M - You mean aside from the obvious investigation jitters? I guess I just wondered whether all this talk about you getting raped is giving you the . . . I dunno, shivers.

S - I'm not scared to go out and looking over my shoulder at every guy I see, if that's what you mean.

M - Were you scared?

S - On P8Y 252? No. The guys were there, and I had my gun. I wasn't scared.

M - I would have been. I guess that's why I'm an admin help and not a field officer.

S - You'd make a great field officer. I've always thought that.

M - Nah. Give me paper work and memos any day. I love my desk.

S - And the Colonel thinks I'm a geek.

M - I'm too cool to be a geek.

S - Ha! Too loopy maybe.

M - This is all gonna blow over, Sam.

S - I hope so.

M - He wants you at 1300 hours.

S - D'oh.

M - You talked to Jack recently?

S - No. I think he's hiding in his office. A bit like I'm doing, actually.

M - I have to write a report on how you and Jack 'interact on base'. Good luck for later.

S - Thanks. I have a feeling I'll need it.

M - Luv ya.

S - Bye.

*

M - Jack? Daniel? Teal'c?

J - Yeah.

D - Mickey?

M - Hey guys. T, you there?

Pause

J - I think he said something about getting in some Kel'no'reem.

M - Okay, then, I'll catch up with him later.

J - How did it go?

M - Ah, not sure.

J - Uh oh.

M - It's not like I said anything incriminating. I just . . . lost my temper a bit. Yelled a lot about how Sam would have got raped if you hadn't done what you did.

D - I shiver every time I hear that.

J - Join the club.

M - I don't think Sam particularly likes hearing it either.

D - I've been trying not to say the word in front of her.

M - Me too. I think the thought scares her more than she's letting on.

J - She had her interview yet?

M - She's having it now.

D - She didn't say. I would have wished her luck.

M - I did it for you.

J - She okay?

M - I dunno. I mean, no, obviously she's scared she's gonna lose her job. I'm keeping an eye on her.

D - She's not as tough as she likes to make out.

M - I know. Don't worry, I'm not letting her play the tough guy.

J - She opens up to you anyway.

D - Must be a girl thing.

M - Woman thing, Danny, we're not teenagers.

J - You act like one though.

M - Hark who's talking!

D - Seriously though, this is all just gonna blow over, isn't it?

J - Course it is. We've done nothing wrong.

M - There's no evidence to the contrary, so Woolsey's got nothing to go on.

D - Good.

Pause

J - So . . .

D - So.

M - So?

J - I got paperwork to do.

M - Me too.

D - Let us know how Sam does, Mick?

M - Sure. Later, guys.

J - See ya

D - Bye


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Beka