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SG: Atlantis, but it's more SG-1 related, and Sam/Jack shippy.
Spoilers for tonight's Atlantis ep.
Dr. Weir shifted in her chair, finally remembering something that had been puzzling her. Since there was a slight pause while people shuffled paper around, she turned to General Hammond. "Not that I'm not pleased to see you, sir. But I have a question."
"Yes, Doctor?"
"Where is General O'Neill?"
"He's retired."
"Really?" She blinked. She wouldn't have thought Jack would retire that easily. He might have seemed like a man who wasn't fit for the command of the SGC, but she knew he'd fit. She'd seen him act. And he was good at his job. "Was there a reason?"
"Something to do with fishing." Hammond half-smiled.
"Fishing?" Wondering if she'd missed something, Liz shifted a pen and raised an eyebrow. "He retired to fish."
"I'm told Colonel Carter is a frequent visitor to his cabin in Minnesota."
There was a definite twinkle in the man's eyes now, and Elizabeth was reminded of the way Sam Carter (then a Major) had determinedly manipulated her way into a course of action that would bring back O'Neill. Dr. Elizabeth Weir prided herself on her skill as an observer. A slight smile touched her lips. "Ah."
"Now, about your recommendations..."
Spoilers for tonight's Atlantis ep.
Dr. Weir shifted in her chair, finally remembering something that had been puzzling her. Since there was a slight pause while people shuffled paper around, she turned to General Hammond. "Not that I'm not pleased to see you, sir. But I have a question."
"Yes, Doctor?"
"Where is General O'Neill?"
"He's retired."
"Really?" She blinked. She wouldn't have thought Jack would retire that easily. He might have seemed like a man who wasn't fit for the command of the SGC, but she knew he'd fit. She'd seen him act. And he was good at his job. "Was there a reason?"
"Something to do with fishing." Hammond half-smiled.
"Fishing?" Wondering if she'd missed something, Liz shifted a pen and raised an eyebrow. "He retired to fish."
"I'm told Colonel Carter is a frequent visitor to his cabin in Minnesota."
There was a definite twinkle in the man's eyes now, and Elizabeth was reminded of the way Sam Carter (then a Major) had determinedly manipulated her way into a course of action that would bring back O'Neill. Dr. Elizabeth Weir prided herself on her skill as an observer. A slight smile touched her lips. "Ah."
"Now, about your recommendations..."
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Elizabeth pulled away from
NarimSimon and frowned."What? What's wrong?"
"You taste like Samantha Carter."
"How would you know what she tastes like?"
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My roomate, when Simon appeared, "NARIM! Where the hell's Sam's cat?"
And. Dude. I have a vague Liz/Sam piece, somewhere...
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Liz/Sam, OMG!
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And, scarily enough, I quoted it without realizing it last night (we were watching Home to see if the Rodney named his neighbor or the cat)....
*disturbed*
Hrm.
I should... write that. Yes.
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