"Jack please don't do this" I'd whispered in his ear. And now he isn't moving.
Collapsed on top of me, he is breathless. And then suddenly, he is crying.
He hadn't finished, I know that for certain but I doubt he could have finished.
He may have been driven before but I think somehow, I have managed to reach him. I have managed to get him to think clearly.
"Sir…" I should say something but I don't know what to think. He doesn't speak either.
I feel my wrists tingle as he lets go and then he climbs off of me.
As he pulls his pants up, I dress my self. I self consciously turn away from him as he watches me. He's in the wrong, I know he is but I can't help but feel ashamed. And then I hear his feet as he approaches.
"Carter…" his voice trembles as he places his hand on my shoulder. I flinch at the action and then I hear him running. He doesn't leave. He runs to a patch of garden and I close my eyes as I hear the familiar sound of vomiting.
I should say something, but I can't talk to him. He raped me.
I can't forgive that. I can't forgive him. I certainly can't offer my sympathy to him.
So as I cringe at the acidic smell and hear his stomach heaving out its contents, I pick up my gun and his. I put the safety back on his and then I leave. Leave him to his misery as I enter mine.
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Daniel was disturbed from his sleep by the sound of someone approaching. He opened his eyes and reached for his gun as he sat up. Sleepy and with out glasses, he couldn't see who was approaching.
"Hello?" he called as he picked up his glasses from beside him.
"It's ok Daniel, it's just me" Sam replies, her throat hoarse and her voice trembling.
"Are you ok?" he asks as he puts his glasses on and places the gun beside him.
"I'm fine, go back to sleep" she lied as she sat down on her sleeping bag.
"Is your shift over?" he asked looking at his watch curiously
"Colonel O'Neill's taking over for me" she stated as she placed the weapons down beside her.
"Where is Jack? Isn't that his gun?" Daniel asked climbing out of his sleeping bag.
"Uh he's checking out the tunnels" she muttered as she crossed her arms and dropped her head down, staring at her feet.
"Sam?" Daniel spoke with great concern bearing on his voice.
"Yeah?" she asked with an over empathised high pitch to play innocence.
"Are you sure you're ok?" he asked moving towards her. She froze in a brief state of terror at him moving closer but then shook her head to snap herself out of it. "What's wrong?"
"I'm fine Daniel honestly, why wouldn't I be?" she smiled looking up at him.
"You just seem kind of well…you looked like you'd been crying" Daniel explained and she laughed to cover whatever sadness she must have been showing.
"I'm just tired, Colonel O'Neill's covering for me because I need the rest" she explained. Daniel watched her carefully for a long moment and then decided against pushing the matter.
"Ok, night Sam"
"Good night"
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"Chevron 5 encoded" an airman whispered under his breathe as Teal'c passed him into the gate room. He was young, obviously new here and Teal'c could see it in his eyes how excited he was about seeing the gate in person. Teal'c smiled at how something that had become trivial to him could mean so much to another. As he approached the ramp geared up and ready to go, he straightened his face into its usual stoic professionalism. The wormhole soon established and the room became lit up with the fantastic blue of the event horizon.
"SG1 is waiting for you on the other side Teal'c" Walter called from the control room just before the radio cracked.
"Hey Walter, Hammond wouldn't happen to be there would he?" Jack asked leaning over the malp and talking into the camera and microphone.
"He is" Hammond responded looking at the screen.
"Uh we have a minor altercation on the mission sir" Jack pulled a tight lipped smile
"What's the problem?" George asked with an unimpressed look
"Carter's sick sir"
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sorry it's a short chapter…i hope to update soon.