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Five times that Sam didn't end up involved with someone from Earth.
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Five times that Sam... Part 1
1. Sam knelt by the fresh gravestone, Martouf’s arm around her shoulder the only thing keeping her from collapsing further in her grief. Daniel was dead. Jack had died as naturally as one in his position could some years ago, a stray bullet finding his heart. Teal’c had given his life in a bold attack against the Goa’uld. But Daniel, Sam never thought he would actually die. She thought her life had ended when Jolinar took her as host, and had escaped the ashrak only to find that there was no willing host to take Sam’s place. Sam hadn’t wanted her to die, and so she didn’t press the issue—she didn’t realize that Jolinar’s emotions were capable of influencing her own, and before she knew it, she was as head over heels for Martouf and Lantash as Jolinar. But she had never wanted to be a Tok’ra—it had been an accident, and then a necessity. And now, alive and youthful when her team was dead and gone, she hated herself for her choices. But she couldn’t help but love Martouf now.
2 “I’ve always had a soft spot for the lunatic fringe,” she had once said, and joking as her tone had been, she had entirely meant it. Orlin was insane—sweet, but insane. Like so many others who had inexplicably fascinated her in spite of their all-too-often slightly off personalities, she had slowly found herself relishing her returns home. At first he was just her secret, someone outside of work who cared for her and who added a little excitement to her ordinary life. But even though she didn’t tell anyone, and had been wrong about them watching her, soon she forgot that he had started out as a novelty. Now he was her friend, her confidant…her soul mate too? But really, aside from his lack of an ability to behave like a normal human, what was there not to like? With that justification, Sam shrugged, and indulged her quirk with yet another of the lunatic fringe…
3. Not caring who saw, Sam wept tears of mingled pain and joy. When Ba’al had kidnapped her as a host for his queen, she had fought for months in hope of relief, only to be cruelly forced down so many times that she withdrew into near-despair. Forced into despicable acts of all kinds, she eventually longed for the release of death. And it had come, but not for her. Gasping, moving with limbs they had forgotten they once owned, she and he who had once been host to Ba’al moved gradually towards each other. They didn’t know who had released the symbiote poison, but it didn’t matter now. Their lives had been so broken, there was no hope of returning, only of pressing on to a new future. And they would do it together, since who else would understand?
4. Sam rested in Teal’c’s arms on the bed, comfortable physically and emotionally worn. Another year had passed on the Odyssey, another plan had failed in simulation. She would have torn Thor’s little grey head from his neck had he not been a hologram. Sighing, she settled deeper into the embrace, her mind wandering from one topic to another. How had she been such a fool to miss exactly how much she relied on her big, strong Jaffa. And was it him or her who had initiated that first kiss of more than friendship? Sometimes love grew so gradually and naturally that it defied memory after the fact.
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Five times that Sam... Part 1
“I believe I’m happy for her,” said Tomin by her side, but his face was hardly happy.
“I want to be happy for them both,” said Sam, her face equally without joy. “I just didn’t think it would be this hard to let him go.”
“I understand,” said Tomin, looking to her. “I had placed so much of myself in her care, so much that I was directionless without her—and it is taking so long to reclaim it.”
“Yeah, tell me about it,” said Sam, smiling a little to know she had someone who wasn’t giving blind sympathy. “He never even knew, mostly because I didn’t really know until too late.” She sighed. “And now they can go off into oblivion, while we are left behind, alone.”
Tomin didn’t answer, just stood by her side as the sun dipped down below the horizon, and the reception was being cleared up.
“Is this your first time off base on Earth?” asked Sam suddenly, curiously.
“Yes,” said Tomin. “It’s a strange planet,” he admitted.
“You don’t want to see some of it, do you?” she asked. “It’s just—I don’t know, I feel kind of restless tonight.”
“I would,” said Tomin, more for her sake than for his. He needed the company, though, even though he was not particularly curious about Earth society.
Sam could tell his thoughts by reading his face, so open and kind, and she smiled her silent thanks. How had Vala left such a man anyway? Not that Sam didn’t understand the appeal of Daniel…no, she shouldn’t be thinking about that anymore.
“Come on, I’ll drive,” she said, beckoning to her car. “You haven’t experienced anything until you try Earth beer,” she added, as lightly as she could.
Tomin felt a bit of a smile creep onto his face as he followed her, the sort of smile that had left with Vala. He was not an adventurous man on his own—now he knew what had made Vala so special to him, that she had pushed him into adventure against his will. But she wasn’t the only one. From what he could tell, Sam would be just as good for him.
(Whoops! I accidentally wrote six...)
6. “Drop it, Rodney,” said Sam.
“I just don’t get it,” he continued, ignoring her. “I mean, you’ve always liked space, I know, but aliens?”
“It’s not because he’s an alien, I’ve told you that,” said Sam.
“But really, what else is there to explain it?” protested Rodney. “I mean, there’s plenty of great guys for you on Earth, and I’m not just talking about me though of course I know we’d be great together, but you always go for the aliens.”
“I don’t,” said Sam. “It—it just seems like it.”
“I’ve read the files,” said Rodney. “Martouf, Orlin, various other dashing young things who caught your eye and whose names are unimportant…and of course, now you finally choose this one.”
“He has a name, Rodney,” ground out Sam through clenched teeth. “And I didn’t ask for your comment, I was just giving you the news.”
“I just don’t get it—you didn’t strike me as a love at first sight person,” continued Rodney, oblivious to all but the sound of his voice.
“Rodney!” snapped Sam.
“Samantha?” The quiet, soothing voice calmed her nerves in an instant, even from across the room.
Rodney looked up, uncomfortable. “Ah, uh, hi there,” he said nervously, waving his hand.
“Samantha, is he bothering you?” asked the one whose gentle persistence had finally paid off, when Sam had finally let her heart run free.
“Yes,” said Sam, but without frustration any longer.
Rodney caught the other man’s look, clear in its intent, and swallowed. “Right, I should be leaving.”
“Mm-hmm. Goodbye, Rodney,” said Sam.
“Yeah,” said Rodney, nodding his farewell as he left the two on their own. “Sam, Narim.”
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And number one is painfully good.
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And when Rodney was reeling off names, I was all, "Now who's he leaving out - ah, too bad there's no Narim in here, I really like... NARIM!!!" *hugs Narim tightly*
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