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Title: Situation
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet and Sina/Chion and Jo(only way I could work it out)
Rating: G
Spoilers: none, can't spoil something as crack-tastic as this..*g*
AN: from a prompt by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mlspikie..Sam/Janet, Sina/Chion, SGC, Blue Jell-o , Alien takeover(not exactly a takeover..*shrug*)..woo..that was a mouthful.
AN2: I had to get this one out of the way so the other muses could breathe...lol..might be a little while before I tackle the other Sina/Chion prompt I was given and only half of this was read over by my beta before she crashed..so ignore my mistakes.
The tall woman exited from the elevator. She repositioned the large camera bag hanging from one shoulder and gripped the heavy tote bag in her other hand tighter as she paused for a moment, not sure of which way to go. She heard hurried footsteps approaching and turned to see a blonde woman almost but not quite as tall as herself running towards her.
“I’m so sorry, Jo,” Sam said as she came to a stop beside the younger woman. “I had hoped to meet you up top and help you with your equipment.”
“No problem, Sam – I mean, Colonel,” Jo replied with a smile. “I’m used to lugging this stuff everywhere with me but I would like an explanation for a few things that happened on that upper level.”
Sam took the heavy tote from Jo’s hand and began to walk down the hall. “Save the colonel stuff for when you’re around the bigwigs. Come on, you can put your stuff in my lab and then we can go to the event from there,” the blonde told the lieutenant, completely ignoring her question.
Jo followed the superior officer down the hallway and into what she assumed was Sam’s lab. Another familiar face waited there and Jo gave the doctor a big smile. “Hey there, Janet; I’m guessing from your outfit you don’t have to go to this shindig?” she said to the small woman.
Janet walked over and gave the younger woman a hug and replied, “No, I have a surgery scheduled for later this morning.”
“Lucky woman; means you don’t have to wear the monkey suit,” Jo joked, pulling at the collar of her dress blues.
“Oh, I don’t know; some people look great in their blues,” the doctor said, eyeing her partner who winked back at her.
“Would one of you please tell me what goes on around here? I haven’t had to sign that much paperwork since I took photos of the new stealth plane they developed last year,” Jo said to the two women.
Sam and Janet glanced at each other, they both wore identical smiles and then Sam replied, “Oh, you’ll see what we do soon enough. Do you need help setting up your equipment?”
Jo gave a disgruntled growl and shook her head. “No, I can do it on my own, it’s faster that way. Just point me in the direction I need to go and I’ll manage,” she told them as she knelt to open the tote bag Sam had carried in for her.
Unzipping the bag she pulled back with a wide-eyed look on her face. “Oh, no,” she said in shock.
“What’s wrong? Did something break?” Janet asked.
“No, worse,” Jo replied, unzipping the bag all the way to reveal the problem.
There in the bag along with a small oxygen tank were two furry critters curled up together making one tangled mass of white and blonde hair. Two faces peered up at the women; both animals wore little oxygen masks and their commando vests. “What the hell are you two doing in my light bag?” Jo asked in amazement.
Sina pulled her mask off with a furry paw and remarked, “I had a premonition.”
“So, we came to help,” Chion added.
“What? What kind of premonition?” Jo asked.
“We don’t have time for questions, Jo. The delegates will be arriving soon and you need to get set up,” Sam told the lieutenant.
“I’m going to need lights,” the younger woman said in terse tone.
“I’ll dig up some from somewhere, come on,” Sam said, motioning for her to follow as she walked towards the door.
“I guess I get to keep an eye on these two then,” Janet said, nodding towards the stowaways.
“If you don’t mind; I’ll figure out what to do to them after the ceremony,” Jo said to the doctor but her glaring gaze was fixed on the two animals.
“Jo!” Sam yelled from the hallway and the lieutenant hefted her camera bag before she too exited the lab.
Janet watched the younger woman hurry away then knelt next to the two animals and removed the masks from their snouts. “Alright why don’t you explain this premonition to me,” the doctor said and motioned for the two animals to climb out of the bag.
***********
Sam led Jo to the elevator and entering, the blonde pushed the button. Jo remarked, “How many levels does this place have?”
Giving the younger woman a small grin Sam replied, “We’re going to the lowest one, the best one, in my opinion. You’ll soon see what all the paperwork was about.”
Jo let out a frustrated breath and muttered, “I don’t know why I joined the military.”
With a short laugh Sam replied, “Visit exotic places, great pay, fast planes…” Her voice trailed off as Jo gave her an odd look. Sam shrugged her shoulders. “Okay, so the pay’s not that great.” Both women laughed at that comment and were still laughing when the elevator doors opened.
Sam led the lieutenant down the hallway until they reached a heavy steel door. The colonel swiped a card through the reader and the door slowly opened revealing a room adorned with flags and banners along with a long table in the corner. Jo walked into the room and stopped in her tracks. Not visible from the doorway, but in clear view now, stood a very large circular object with a ramp leading up to it. “What in the world?” the woman muttered.
Before Sam could answer the question strange markings on the object began to glow and it began to move. The blonde grabbed a hold of Jo’s arm and pulled her towards the back wall. “This is the good part,” she said to the amazed woman.
A voice announced over the intercom, “Incoming wormhole; General O’Neill to the control booth.”
“Wormhole? What is going on?” Jo asked but before she could get an answer, a plume of whooshing water jumped out from the circular object and coalesced into a shimmering puddle. All she could do was stare in speechless awe as figures emerged out of the blue layer now in the middle of the object.
“Breathe, Lieutenant Summers, breathe,” Sam said close to Jo’s ear in a light-hearted tone. “You need to get your camera ready,” she reminded the younger woman.
The tall lieutenant snapped out of her stare and began removing the camera bag from her shoulder. “Oh, yeah, might want to do that. If that thing stays on I’m not going to need extra lights,” she told Sam.
“That thing is called a stargate and no it won’t stay on. Give me a few minutes and I’ll get you a light stand,” Sam told her.
Jo just nodded and pulled her camera out of its case but the entire time she readied it she kept an eye on the stargate. Several figures had emerged and taken up places along the ramp. She glanced at Sam and asked, ”Who are those guys?”
“The ambassador’s honor guard,” Sam replied and moved forward to talk with one of the men.
The sound of booted feet echoed from the hallway and a few SFs in dress uniform entered the room, followed by the General. He tugged on his collar as the SFs took their places and he came to stand beside Jo. “Make sure you get my best side with that thing,” he said, motioning towards her camera.
“Yes, Sir, I’ll do that,” Jo told him.
Sam walked back to stand next to them and said, ”The ambassador will be coming through next, Sir.”
O’Neill clapped his hands together and replied, “Good, we need to hurry up and get through with this. There’s a hockey game on right now and I don’t want to miss all of it.”
Jo gave Sam an odd look and she just shrugged her shoulders. One of the men on the ramp announced the entrance of the ambassador and the Air Force personnel snapped to attention as he stepped through the gate. The man made his entrance with his head held high and chest puffed out but just as he reached the end of the ramp and the blue puddle vanished, several of his honor guard moved behind him and one of them grabbed the man around the neck, placing a pistol-like device next to his temple.
It all happened so quickly the SFs had no chance to react and all they could do was watch as the ambassador struggled slightly then stilled as the man holding him began to speak.
“No alarms! I am speaking for the Elisians and we are taking this man prisoner for his crimes against our people. I want you to dial the address I tell you and let me leave with him or else I kill him right here,” the man said in a loud voice.
“Well crap,” Jo heard O’Neill mutter as he signaled for the men in the control booth to hold off on hitting the alarm.
“If you put the weapon down and let him go I’m sure we can work something out. There’s no need to go through all of this,” Sam told the man who was beginning to act nervous.
The other honor guards had disarmed the ones not on their side and shoved them to the bottom of the ramp. Sam moved so they could walk past her and she began to say something else when Jack spoke up, “This is not the way to make new friends.”
The man holding the weapon replied, “This is our only option. Tell your men to put their weapons down and dial the address…now,” and he pressed the weapon into the ambassador’s temple causing the man to whimper.
Jo stood in stunned disbelief. She’d only come to take photos of the event and had no idea what to do, so she slowly backed away from her superior officers until she found herself pressed against the wall with the camera, hanging from the strap in her hand, clinking against an air vent. She watched as Sam and the General tried to reason with the armed men but they weren’t making any headway. She felt something brush her ankle and look down to see a furry paw sticking from the air vent.
“Just what we need right now,” she grumbled and then whispered in a low voice. “This is not a good time to be playing in the air vents you two.”
A low squeaky voice answered back, “We have a plan.”
“A plan…what plan? Do not doing anything stupid!” she said her tone growing loud.
“You, there! Move back up here!” One of the armed men said and motioned for the lieutenant to move.
Jo moved away from the wall and the two would be commandos in the vent. She came to a stop behind Sam and said in a low voice, “Something is going to happen but I don’t know what.”
Sam turned her head slightly and raised an eyebrow at the whispered remark as Jo muttered in an even lower tone, “Crazy critters.”
The blonde colonel’s eyes widened and she coughed to cover the explicative she let slip out. O’Neill glanced at the two women and gave them a confused look then he stepped forward to speak to the man holding the ambassador hostage. “Why don’t we sit down, have a little cake…get to know one another,” he said in a cheerful tone.
While the general spoke Jo glanced toward the air vent. She saw a flash of white then yellow fur and heard a hissing noise. Her nose began to twitch and she began to feel light headed, reaching forward to lay a hand on Sam’s shoulder she missed as the room began to spin. Jo felt the strap in her hand slip out and the camera clattered to the floor. The last thing she saw before her eyes closed and her body fell was Sam’s form wavering in front of her then blackness.
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A light tapping to her face slowly roused the lieutenant from her enforced sleep. She blinked open her eyes to discover she was in an infirmary and she wasn’t alone. Turning her head to the right she saw General O’Neill talking with Janet.
“That was a good idea, Doc, but next time use something that doesn’t cause such a damn headache when you wake up,” he grumbled.
“I’m sorry about that, Jack but it had to be fast acting and that was all we had on hand,” the doctor explained.
Jo felt something brush her cheek and turned her head coming face to snout with a little white creature. Her eyes widened and she began to say something but a voice interrupted her. “I see my new assistant is doing her job,” Janet said as she moved away from the General and came to check on Jo.
Janet leaned closer to the younger woman and whispered, ”I told everyone she was a ferret that I’m training to use when visiting children‘s hospitals.”
Clearing her throat, Jo motioned for the cup of water on the table next to her and Janet handed it to her. After taking a sip the lieutenant said in a gravelly whisper, “Where’s the other one?”
“In my office with Sam. The effects of the gas wore off faster for her,” Janet replied.
“Can I get up?” Jo asked.
“I shouldn’t let you but I know you want to find out what happened. Wait and let me get a wheelchair, you’re probably still a little wobbly from the gas,” Janet explained and motioned for a nurse to bring over a chair.
Helping the taller woman out of the bed and into the chair, the doctor then rolled her towards the office. Chion jumped from the bed, following behind them. They entered the office to find Sam sitting in the chair behind the desk and Sina on the desk with a bowl of blue jell-o before her. Chion jumped up on the desktop and sat waiting for Jo to speak.
“Okay, would somebody tell me what happened?” the lieutenant asked.
“We saved the day,” Chion chirped.
“With Janet’s help,” Sina added.
Jo glared at them and Janet spoke up, “After the two of you left the lab Sina explained a dream she had about both you and Sam being shot by men who came through a blue puddle. I asked her to describe where this puddle was and she gave me the exact layout of the gate room; down to the banners and table settings.”
“I tried to tell you when you found us,” Sina said. “But you both were in a hurry and wouldn’t listen.”
“What the Elisians didn’t know was the meeting was being taped and Janet was watching,” Sam interjected.
Jo gave the doctor a confused look and Janet shrugged her shoulders. “I was killing time before surgery and it was a good excuse to watch Sam in her dress blues,” she commented with a grin.
“So when she saw everything happen she gave us a canister of knockout gas and we used the air vent to deliver it to the gate room,” Chion said in a quick rush of words.
“Everyone collapsed and the SFs took the Elisians into custody,” Sam added.
Jo shook her aching head. “Please tell me this won’t happen every time I’m around you two,” she said eyeing the two women.
Sam laughed loudly and replied, “Oh, not every time.”
Holding her head Jo muttered, “Tara will never believe this; a stargate, hostage situations and we were all saved by two stowaway critters.”
Sina and Chion gave each other smiles and picking up spoons from the desk they dug into their well deserved blue treat.
Author: elfcat255
Pairing: Sam/Janet and Sina/Chion and Jo(only way I could work it out)
Rating: G
Spoilers: none, can't spoil something as crack-tastic as this..*g*
AN: from a prompt by
mlspikie..Sam/Janet, Sina/Chion, SGC, Blue Jell-o , Alien takeover(not exactly a takeover..*shrug*)..woo..that was a mouthful.AN2: I had to get this one out of the way so the other muses could breathe...lol..might be a little while before I tackle the other Sina/Chion prompt I was given and only half of this was read over by my beta before she crashed..so ignore my mistakes.
The tall woman exited from the elevator. She repositioned the large camera bag hanging from one shoulder and gripped the heavy tote bag in her other hand tighter as she paused for a moment, not sure of which way to go. She heard hurried footsteps approaching and turned to see a blonde woman almost but not quite as tall as herself running towards her.
“I’m so sorry, Jo,” Sam said as she came to a stop beside the younger woman. “I had hoped to meet you up top and help you with your equipment.”
“No problem, Sam – I mean, Colonel,” Jo replied with a smile. “I’m used to lugging this stuff everywhere with me but I would like an explanation for a few things that happened on that upper level.”
Sam took the heavy tote from Jo’s hand and began to walk down the hall. “Save the colonel stuff for when you’re around the bigwigs. Come on, you can put your stuff in my lab and then we can go to the event from there,” the blonde told the lieutenant, completely ignoring her question.
Jo followed the superior officer down the hallway and into what she assumed was Sam’s lab. Another familiar face waited there and Jo gave the doctor a big smile. “Hey there, Janet; I’m guessing from your outfit you don’t have to go to this shindig?” she said to the small woman.
Janet walked over and gave the younger woman a hug and replied, “No, I have a surgery scheduled for later this morning.”
“Lucky woman; means you don’t have to wear the monkey suit,” Jo joked, pulling at the collar of her dress blues.
“Oh, I don’t know; some people look great in their blues,” the doctor said, eyeing her partner who winked back at her.
“Would one of you please tell me what goes on around here? I haven’t had to sign that much paperwork since I took photos of the new stealth plane they developed last year,” Jo said to the two women.
Sam and Janet glanced at each other, they both wore identical smiles and then Sam replied, “Oh, you’ll see what we do soon enough. Do you need help setting up your equipment?”
Jo gave a disgruntled growl and shook her head. “No, I can do it on my own, it’s faster that way. Just point me in the direction I need to go and I’ll manage,” she told them as she knelt to open the tote bag Sam had carried in for her.
Unzipping the bag she pulled back with a wide-eyed look on her face. “Oh, no,” she said in shock.
“What’s wrong? Did something break?” Janet asked.
“No, worse,” Jo replied, unzipping the bag all the way to reveal the problem.
There in the bag along with a small oxygen tank were two furry critters curled up together making one tangled mass of white and blonde hair. Two faces peered up at the women; both animals wore little oxygen masks and their commando vests. “What the hell are you two doing in my light bag?” Jo asked in amazement.
Sina pulled her mask off with a furry paw and remarked, “I had a premonition.”
“So, we came to help,” Chion added.
“What? What kind of premonition?” Jo asked.
“We don’t have time for questions, Jo. The delegates will be arriving soon and you need to get set up,” Sam told the lieutenant.
“I’m going to need lights,” the younger woman said in terse tone.
“I’ll dig up some from somewhere, come on,” Sam said, motioning for her to follow as she walked towards the door.
“I guess I get to keep an eye on these two then,” Janet said, nodding towards the stowaways.
“If you don’t mind; I’ll figure out what to do to them after the ceremony,” Jo said to the doctor but her glaring gaze was fixed on the two animals.
“Jo!” Sam yelled from the hallway and the lieutenant hefted her camera bag before she too exited the lab.
Janet watched the younger woman hurry away then knelt next to the two animals and removed the masks from their snouts. “Alright why don’t you explain this premonition to me,” the doctor said and motioned for the two animals to climb out of the bag.
***********
Sam led Jo to the elevator and entering, the blonde pushed the button. Jo remarked, “How many levels does this place have?”
Giving the younger woman a small grin Sam replied, “We’re going to the lowest one, the best one, in my opinion. You’ll soon see what all the paperwork was about.”
Jo let out a frustrated breath and muttered, “I don’t know why I joined the military.”
With a short laugh Sam replied, “Visit exotic places, great pay, fast planes…” Her voice trailed off as Jo gave her an odd look. Sam shrugged her shoulders. “Okay, so the pay’s not that great.” Both women laughed at that comment and were still laughing when the elevator doors opened.
Sam led the lieutenant down the hallway until they reached a heavy steel door. The colonel swiped a card through the reader and the door slowly opened revealing a room adorned with flags and banners along with a long table in the corner. Jo walked into the room and stopped in her tracks. Not visible from the doorway, but in clear view now, stood a very large circular object with a ramp leading up to it. “What in the world?” the woman muttered.
Before Sam could answer the question strange markings on the object began to glow and it began to move. The blonde grabbed a hold of Jo’s arm and pulled her towards the back wall. “This is the good part,” she said to the amazed woman.
A voice announced over the intercom, “Incoming wormhole; General O’Neill to the control booth.”
“Wormhole? What is going on?” Jo asked but before she could get an answer, a plume of whooshing water jumped out from the circular object and coalesced into a shimmering puddle. All she could do was stare in speechless awe as figures emerged out of the blue layer now in the middle of the object.
“Breathe, Lieutenant Summers, breathe,” Sam said close to Jo’s ear in a light-hearted tone. “You need to get your camera ready,” she reminded the younger woman.
The tall lieutenant snapped out of her stare and began removing the camera bag from her shoulder. “Oh, yeah, might want to do that. If that thing stays on I’m not going to need extra lights,” she told Sam.
“That thing is called a stargate and no it won’t stay on. Give me a few minutes and I’ll get you a light stand,” Sam told her.
Jo just nodded and pulled her camera out of its case but the entire time she readied it she kept an eye on the stargate. Several figures had emerged and taken up places along the ramp. She glanced at Sam and asked, ”Who are those guys?”
“The ambassador’s honor guard,” Sam replied and moved forward to talk with one of the men.
The sound of booted feet echoed from the hallway and a few SFs in dress uniform entered the room, followed by the General. He tugged on his collar as the SFs took their places and he came to stand beside Jo. “Make sure you get my best side with that thing,” he said, motioning towards her camera.
“Yes, Sir, I’ll do that,” Jo told him.
Sam walked back to stand next to them and said, ”The ambassador will be coming through next, Sir.”
O’Neill clapped his hands together and replied, “Good, we need to hurry up and get through with this. There’s a hockey game on right now and I don’t want to miss all of it.”
Jo gave Sam an odd look and she just shrugged her shoulders. One of the men on the ramp announced the entrance of the ambassador and the Air Force personnel snapped to attention as he stepped through the gate. The man made his entrance with his head held high and chest puffed out but just as he reached the end of the ramp and the blue puddle vanished, several of his honor guard moved behind him and one of them grabbed the man around the neck, placing a pistol-like device next to his temple.
It all happened so quickly the SFs had no chance to react and all they could do was watch as the ambassador struggled slightly then stilled as the man holding him began to speak.
“No alarms! I am speaking for the Elisians and we are taking this man prisoner for his crimes against our people. I want you to dial the address I tell you and let me leave with him or else I kill him right here,” the man said in a loud voice.
“Well crap,” Jo heard O’Neill mutter as he signaled for the men in the control booth to hold off on hitting the alarm.
“If you put the weapon down and let him go I’m sure we can work something out. There’s no need to go through all of this,” Sam told the man who was beginning to act nervous.
The other honor guards had disarmed the ones not on their side and shoved them to the bottom of the ramp. Sam moved so they could walk past her and she began to say something else when Jack spoke up, “This is not the way to make new friends.”
The man holding the weapon replied, “This is our only option. Tell your men to put their weapons down and dial the address…now,” and he pressed the weapon into the ambassador’s temple causing the man to whimper.
Jo stood in stunned disbelief. She’d only come to take photos of the event and had no idea what to do, so she slowly backed away from her superior officers until she found herself pressed against the wall with the camera, hanging from the strap in her hand, clinking against an air vent. She watched as Sam and the General tried to reason with the armed men but they weren’t making any headway. She felt something brush her ankle and look down to see a furry paw sticking from the air vent.
“Just what we need right now,” she grumbled and then whispered in a low voice. “This is not a good time to be playing in the air vents you two.”
A low squeaky voice answered back, “We have a plan.”
“A plan…what plan? Do not doing anything stupid!” she said her tone growing loud.
“You, there! Move back up here!” One of the armed men said and motioned for the lieutenant to move.
Jo moved away from the wall and the two would be commandos in the vent. She came to a stop behind Sam and said in a low voice, “Something is going to happen but I don’t know what.”
Sam turned her head slightly and raised an eyebrow at the whispered remark as Jo muttered in an even lower tone, “Crazy critters.”
The blonde colonel’s eyes widened and she coughed to cover the explicative she let slip out. O’Neill glanced at the two women and gave them a confused look then he stepped forward to speak to the man holding the ambassador hostage. “Why don’t we sit down, have a little cake…get to know one another,” he said in a cheerful tone.
While the general spoke Jo glanced toward the air vent. She saw a flash of white then yellow fur and heard a hissing noise. Her nose began to twitch and she began to feel light headed, reaching forward to lay a hand on Sam’s shoulder she missed as the room began to spin. Jo felt the strap in her hand slip out and the camera clattered to the floor. The last thing she saw before her eyes closed and her body fell was Sam’s form wavering in front of her then blackness.
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A light tapping to her face slowly roused the lieutenant from her enforced sleep. She blinked open her eyes to discover she was in an infirmary and she wasn’t alone. Turning her head to the right she saw General O’Neill talking with Janet.
“That was a good idea, Doc, but next time use something that doesn’t cause such a damn headache when you wake up,” he grumbled.
“I’m sorry about that, Jack but it had to be fast acting and that was all we had on hand,” the doctor explained.
Jo felt something brush her cheek and turned her head coming face to snout with a little white creature. Her eyes widened and she began to say something but a voice interrupted her. “I see my new assistant is doing her job,” Janet said as she moved away from the General and came to check on Jo.
Janet leaned closer to the younger woman and whispered, ”I told everyone she was a ferret that I’m training to use when visiting children‘s hospitals.”
Clearing her throat, Jo motioned for the cup of water on the table next to her and Janet handed it to her. After taking a sip the lieutenant said in a gravelly whisper, “Where’s the other one?”
“In my office with Sam. The effects of the gas wore off faster for her,” Janet replied.
“Can I get up?” Jo asked.
“I shouldn’t let you but I know you want to find out what happened. Wait and let me get a wheelchair, you’re probably still a little wobbly from the gas,” Janet explained and motioned for a nurse to bring over a chair.
Helping the taller woman out of the bed and into the chair, the doctor then rolled her towards the office. Chion jumped from the bed, following behind them. They entered the office to find Sam sitting in the chair behind the desk and Sina on the desk with a bowl of blue jell-o before her. Chion jumped up on the desktop and sat waiting for Jo to speak.
“Okay, would somebody tell me what happened?” the lieutenant asked.
“We saved the day,” Chion chirped.
“With Janet’s help,” Sina added.
Jo glared at them and Janet spoke up, “After the two of you left the lab Sina explained a dream she had about both you and Sam being shot by men who came through a blue puddle. I asked her to describe where this puddle was and she gave me the exact layout of the gate room; down to the banners and table settings.”
“I tried to tell you when you found us,” Sina said. “But you both were in a hurry and wouldn’t listen.”
“What the Elisians didn’t know was the meeting was being taped and Janet was watching,” Sam interjected.
Jo gave the doctor a confused look and Janet shrugged her shoulders. “I was killing time before surgery and it was a good excuse to watch Sam in her dress blues,” she commented with a grin.
“So when she saw everything happen she gave us a canister of knockout gas and we used the air vent to deliver it to the gate room,” Chion said in a quick rush of words.
“Everyone collapsed and the SFs took the Elisians into custody,” Sam added.
Jo shook her aching head. “Please tell me this won’t happen every time I’m around you two,” she said eyeing the two women.
Sam laughed loudly and replied, “Oh, not every time.”
Holding her head Jo muttered, “Tara will never believe this; a stargate, hostage situations and we were all saved by two stowaway critters.”
Sina and Chion gave each other smiles and picking up spoons from the desk they dug into their well deserved blue treat.
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