Title: His
Rating: G
Summary: She was his, and there was never any question about it.
I guess this could be in S5, or somewhere around there. And this was a strange piece, even for me.
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She's always been his. They've always known it. Everyone who has ever seen them has known it on that subconscious level that senses these kinds of things. She would, forever and always, be his.
Maybe not in body. They would never be able to go beyond the simple touches and talks, the hinted double meanings of otherwise normal conversation and the link between their eyes. It was one of the reasons he let her spill the technobabble on him- and when someone else was there, they'd miss the intricate messages tagged underneath the seemingly insane chatter spewing from the blonde's mouth, or the helpless one-word inserts he managed to get in.
But in mind? She was one of the smartest people he knew. Carter, however, firmly believed (after having suspected for over three years) that he wasn't as stupid as he pretended to be. He never let her have the satisfaction of knowing she was right. And yes, their morals and ethics sometimes differed, and she did resent some of the decisions he'd forced on her during off-world, and he was irritated when she didn't always follow those decisions, but she understood, and he accepted.
And what about heart? Well… if one had to ask, they were more of an idiot than anyone figured.
So she was his; he coveted her, went into possessive fits over her, killed for her. But she wasn't some delicate thing to be held in a glass jar, and he had to let her find her own way.
But she was his.
They were never quite sure if he was hers, or if that simple statement had merged both of them together, so it was hard to distinguish one from the other.