The situation was serious. Foothold. She'd killed the alien impersonating Col. O'Neill and found the devices that had allowed the creatures to look like her colleagues and friends.
The image device was a reasonable risk, but not the other, no matter how desperately curious the scientist in her was at the technology, nor how curious the woman in her was at just what was in their minds.
Woman. She was a woman, with nothing to do until the plane landed. Feeling the lump that was the two image devices in her pocket she casually strode into the lavatory.
|Summary:||Some interesting technology gives Sam a very interesting opportunity.|
Author's Chapter Notes:
You decide who she's looking at at the end, but know that in my mind, it's Daniel.