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xfirefly9x) wrote2009-10-25 09:02 pm
xfirefly9x) wrote2009-10-25 09:02 pm
Fic: Not To Worry (Sam/Cam)
Title: Not To Worry
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Cam, Daniel, Vala, Teal’c
Prompt: #003 Sick
Word Count: 533
Rating: G
Summary: She’s sick to her stomach with anxiety waiting for Cam’s return.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
10_hurt_comfort. 30/07/09.
She’s sick to her stomach with anxiety waiting for Cam’s return. It has reached two days and thirty five minutes since he and the rest of SG-1 were due to check in. No contact has been received from any of them and SG-3’s search and rescue op has turned up nothing so far. Not ten minutes ago she watched as General Landry sent SG-5 in after them for additional support.
Due to an injury (a damn stupid injury that could have been easily avoided had she not gotten too excited over a new artefact and taken extra precautions) she is Earth-bound for the time being. As soon as Dr Lam gives her the all clear, she intends to follow the SG teams through the gate to find her team and Cam.
The thought they might be dead gnaws at her insides.
The chevrons begin to shift and the accompanying alarm blares loudly through the control room. “We have gate activity!” one of the techs calls out.
Nodding, she hurries over to get a better look at the Stargate. The seventh chevron locks and she realises she’s holding her breath. She exhales and then inhales once more. Her eyes slide over to the tech. “Anything? Is it SG-1?”
The tech holds up a hand, index finger in the air. He pulls his hand back and begins to type frantically when there’s movement on the screen. “We have SG-3’s IDC.”
“Let them in,” she says, trying not to sound too disappointed.
The iris grates open revealing the blue ripples of the Stargate horizon. There’s a slurping sound and then two SG-3 members appear. Five seconds later, another two appear. One is from SG-3 and the other is SG-5. Next, the bedraggled figures of SG-1 and the remaining SG-3 and SG-5 members follow through. None appear to be injured.
Her feet are slapping the ground and she’s made it to the gate room before she’s thought about it. “Cam! Where were you guys?”
His hair is ruffled and baked with mud and there is dirt staining his face and the majority of his body and clothes. Leaves and twigs snag his shirt and hair. “Took the scenic route back,” he says vaguely. “It took longer than we anticipated.”
“We got lost,” Vala chips in. “Men. Wouldn’t ask for directions. And they didn’t believe me when I said we were going to the wrong way. Oh, no. Because Vala is always screwing up and men have better sense of direction apparently.”
Daniel groans. “It was lucky you sent SG-5 through. They found us and on the way back to the gate we ran into SG-3.”
“Now those are a group of men who know their directions,” Vala put in.
She rolls her eyes. Inwardly she is sighing in relief. “In any case it’s great to have you all back.”
“You missed us, didn’t you?” Cam teases. He puts a dirty arm around her shoulder. Bits of dried dirt and plant matter (she doesn’t want to think what else it could be) transfers onto her.
“I didn’t actually,” she jokes, pulling away. “It’s amazing how much work I can get done when there’s no one to distract me.”
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Characters: Sam/Cam, Daniel, Vala, Teal’c
Prompt: #003 Sick
Word Count: 533
Rating: G
Summary: She’s sick to her stomach with anxiety waiting for Cam’s return.
Notes: Written for
10_hurt_comfort. 30/07/09. She’s sick to her stomach with anxiety waiting for Cam’s return. It has reached two days and thirty five minutes since he and the rest of SG-1 were due to check in. No contact has been received from any of them and SG-3’s search and rescue op has turned up nothing so far. Not ten minutes ago she watched as General Landry sent SG-5 in after them for additional support.
Due to an injury (a damn stupid injury that could have been easily avoided had she not gotten too excited over a new artefact and taken extra precautions) she is Earth-bound for the time being. As soon as Dr Lam gives her the all clear, she intends to follow the SG teams through the gate to find her team and Cam.
The thought they might be dead gnaws at her insides.
The chevrons begin to shift and the accompanying alarm blares loudly through the control room. “We have gate activity!” one of the techs calls out.
Nodding, she hurries over to get a better look at the Stargate. The seventh chevron locks and she realises she’s holding her breath. She exhales and then inhales once more. Her eyes slide over to the tech. “Anything? Is it SG-1?”
The tech holds up a hand, index finger in the air. He pulls his hand back and begins to type frantically when there’s movement on the screen. “We have SG-3’s IDC.”
“Let them in,” she says, trying not to sound too disappointed.
The iris grates open revealing the blue ripples of the Stargate horizon. There’s a slurping sound and then two SG-3 members appear. Five seconds later, another two appear. One is from SG-3 and the other is SG-5. Next, the bedraggled figures of SG-1 and the remaining SG-3 and SG-5 members follow through. None appear to be injured.
Her feet are slapping the ground and she’s made it to the gate room before she’s thought about it. “Cam! Where were you guys?”
His hair is ruffled and baked with mud and there is dirt staining his face and the majority of his body and clothes. Leaves and twigs snag his shirt and hair. “Took the scenic route back,” he says vaguely. “It took longer than we anticipated.”
“We got lost,” Vala chips in. “Men. Wouldn’t ask for directions. And they didn’t believe me when I said we were going to the wrong way. Oh, no. Because Vala is always screwing up and men have better sense of direction apparently.”
Daniel groans. “It was lucky you sent SG-5 through. They found us and on the way back to the gate we ran into SG-3.”
“Now those are a group of men who know their directions,” Vala put in.
She rolls her eyes. Inwardly she is sighing in relief. “In any case it’s great to have you all back.”
“You missed us, didn’t you?” Cam teases. He puts a dirty arm around her shoulder. Bits of dried dirt and plant matter (she doesn’t want to think what else it could be) transfers onto her.
“I didn’t actually,” she jokes, pulling away. “It’s amazing how much work I can get done when there’s no one to distract me.”
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Angsting!Sam making way for relieved!Sam and teasing!Sam is ♥
Ilove the way you've written this m'dear!
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*grin* at Vala's sense of direction.
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Thanks for this, it's just what I was looking for! I always know where to go to find my shots of C/S love ;)
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