Holding On
Rated: PG (minor language)
Category: Double Drabble, Reynold's POV, J/S
Season: Seven
Spoilers: Evolution, Part One
Summary: Reynolds Holds On
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Her touch is as soft as she can make it, but my wound needs pressure.
She applies it, and it hurts.
I bite back most of my groan, but a gasp escapes.
Her eyes flick to mine. She conceals her concern quickly, but I know I'm in deep shit.
It takes a lot to worry Samantha Carter.
Her hand burns through me, and a thought I can't stop zips across my mind as I try to distract myself from the pain.
God, she's gorgeous.
I'd like to… well, never mind what I'd like to do. I must be delirious. This isn't the time to be thinking about that.
Besides, she's taken.
That thought releases an internal, ironic laugh as she sends a one word warning to her CO.
"Sir…"
My chuckle turns into a cough, and the intensity of Jack O'Neill's gaze meets mine.
"Hang in there, Reynolds."
I look at him for a half second and different, sadder thoughts of his Major overwhelm me.
Yes, his Major. In every way that counts.
I answer him bravely, but my words mean more than they think.
"As long as it takes."
I'll hold on. I can only hope they will, too.