Only when she could make out a small fire somewhere between the trees she stopped running. Carefully she approached the small clearing, finding a man sitting at the fire – her contact? Probably, but it could as well be a trap and she wasn’t very fond of the thought of spending the rest of her life in the Tower Prison.
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English soldiers had raided the Derevko’s property that night, had raped and killed Irina’s mother, then kidnapped her father. She also learned that Irina had two sisters, one elder than her and the other one still a baby, and did everything to find them. The people in the village helped her and searched the whole region until they finally found them hidden in a house deep in the forest.
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Very few humans were permitted to attend the science fair, and those who were had to present their invitation before they were allowed in. Therefore, the only way for them to gain entry had been to disguise themselves as Aschen. During the past few weeks of meticulous planning they had settled on the cover of Aschen tourists, and had gone to great lengths to acquire some Aschen garments.
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When Sam’s eyes fluttered open, she immediately recognized the roof of the infirmary tent, and the memories of what had happened on the planet and on their last mission flooded her mind with a vengeance.
Jason was dead; gone forever. She would never be able to joke with him again, or trade food with him, or just listen to one of his stories.
She had to swallow hard and concentrated on breathing evenly to prevent herself from breaking down in tears. The pain was so overwhelming, that she had no idea how she should ever be able to handle it – or live with the very likely possibility that Jason would not be the last friend that she lost.
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“Morris, come in.” Jack pressed the button on his radio while looking around the landscape that surrounded the small pyramid. Nothing but clear fields and the forest line in the distance.
Static sounded over the radio, then Morris’s distorted voice. “Copy, sir.”
“How’s the gate?”
“Clear and quiet, sir. Just as it’s been the past couple of days.”
“Keep watching. Two hours and thirty-five minutes left. We’ll pack up here soon and join you. O’Neill out.”
“Copy that, sir.”
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Sam groaned softly, only half-awake, when she heard a tortured moan followed by the soft thudding sound of a body falling, followed by another moan stifled by a pillow. Mildly concerned, she opened her eyes and lifted her body to lean on her forearms. Dazed, she looked at Vala through half open eyes. The young woman was lying face down on her mattress, fully clothed and not moving.
“Hey, Vala, are you okay?” Sam asked sleepily, and another moan followed as a response. She was still deciding whether to take that as a yes or a no, when, from the third bed across the tent, the voice of Janet could be heard.
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For about the millionth time, Sam looked at herself in the mirror. Hugging her waist like a second skin, the black dress flowed down her body and covered her upper thighs to just above her knees. She hadn’t worn anything like this since she’d run away from home. “You don’t think this is too—“
“Sexy? Saucy? Hot?” Vala bustled around Sam and grinned at her in the mirror. “Nah.”
“I was gonna say girly.”
“Hun, you don’t have to dress in pants all the time.” Janet got up from a chair in a corner of the small storeroom. “You look fantastic. You should have some clothes to wear besides your camp uniform.”
Sam tugged at the skirt. It was a nice dress. Wasn’t it a bit inappropriate, though? Besides, when would she get a chance to wear it again?
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Sam sighed, balancing three cups of coffee on a tray. She pulled the tent flap aside and entered.
The archeology tent. She glanced around. Not much different from the other scientist’s tents except this one looked more disorderly.
Daniel Jackson lifted his head. “Hey.” His lips tugged into a smile.
“Hi. Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
“You’re not. Come in.”
Sam walked along a narrow path not covered in files or artifacts of sorts.
The entire tent was stacked with books, some lying on the ground or on boxes, others standing on boards and planks that formed makeshift bookshelves. Papers, artifacts and even more books covered the large wooden table in the middle of the tent.
How could anybody know where to find anything in this chaos? She raised her eyebrows at him. “So this is where you hide out when you’re not at the food stand.”
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