Title: Pieces
Author: Secret Art
E-mail: [email protected]
Date: 15th September 2004
Category: Angst
Pairings: Sam/Jack, Sam/Other
Spoilers: none
Summary: Sam and Jack row over her future plans
Feedback: can only make me better
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story is for entertainment purposes only and no money exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author.
Author’s note:
"What do you want me to do?"
"Excuse me?"
She threw her hands up in the air. "This is impossible, no matter what happens I can’t win."
She collapsed into the chair opposite him, her head in her hands. "I try, I keep trying, first you tell me to get a life so I do, and now you seem upset that I have a life. I just don’t understand what you want of me."
He sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I want you to be you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted, for you to be happy with who you are."
She looked up. "I am happy, I just don’t know how to show it when you seem to take offence at any mention of him."
"It’s just weird, thinking of you as somebody else’s property."
She raised an eyebrow. " ‘Somebody else’s property’! What, you’d have preferred it if I stayed the property of the air force, your property. Well I’m sorry, but I want a life, I want to marry him, and most of all I would like to have a family and be able to see them grow up; none of which I can do whilst still the air force’s property."
She leaned forward, grabbing the invite and tearing it to shreds. "I’ve changed my mind, it’s pointless you coming to the wedding, you’re not welcome any more."
She turned and stormed out.
He picked up the pieces of invite, letting them drop through his fingers, just as he let her slip through, leaving him in so many pieces.