Stargate SG-1 fic: A Little Note of Advice

 

Stargate SG-1 | 708 words | [G]
Sam's leading her first mission, and the colonel has quite a bit of advice for her. Given in typical Jack O'Neill fashion.

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Sam nearly collides with someone as she turns the corner into the conference room. She looks up into the colonel's mischievous, twinkling eyes. The corner of his mouth curls up in an adorable crooked smile that sets butterflies loose in her stomach. Blood rushes to her cheeks, and she has to look away before he notices. "Sorry, sir, I didn't see you."

"Not a problem, Carter. I was just on my way out."

"Out, sir? Aren't you staying for the briefing."

"Unfortunately, no," he says with an exaggerated sigh. "Apparently, I'm needed in Washington."

Sam cringes. "My condolences."

The colonel laughs at that. "I'll make sure to send you a postcard."

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Heaven Can't Wait - Chapter 8

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Chapter Eight - Baby Whisperer

Bellamy glares at Abby. “You don’t say.” He turns his attention to the little girl, tucking her hair behind an ear so he can see her face. Her eyes flash up to his. “It’s okay. Abby’s going to take good care of you. She’s got a bed and some food. It’ll be nice.”

She can’t understand the words, but he thinks she gets the meaning because her grip tightens and her lower lip starts to quiver around her thumb. Prying her fingers loose from his neck, he sits her on the table. She reaches for him, but he gathers her hands in her lap and squats down in front of her.

“You’ll be safe here. Abby and Jackson and Clarke are my friends. They won’t let anything happen to you. I promise. I need to go to work, okay?”

Tears well up, threatening to break Bellamy’s heart. He sighs softly. This isn’t going to work.

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