Ambushed | Stargate SG1: Sam/Baal
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misaffectionFandom: Stargate SG1
Characters: Sam Carter, Baal
Pairing: Sam/Baal
Rating: FRC
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Prompt: #4 we'll bleed together
Word Count: 432
There are few times that Samantha Carter has been truly, heart-stoppingly scared. She's well-trained, both in survival and how to fire a weapon, in how to stay calm in times of danger.
Right now, she's in a lot of danger: a supposedly simple trip through the Stargate has ended up in a fire-fight with assailants she's not sure of, and separated from the rest of her team. It's just her and the Goa'uld who is currently showing an unexpected ability in first aid.
“Fuck,” she mutters as he pulls the bandage tight. It's not much more than a flesh wound, fortunately, but it still hurts like hell. And it will still slow them down.
“I'm not sure now's the time,” Baal replies, a wry grin accompanying the ridiculous statement that supposed to make her smile.
It works, briefly. Then she shakes her head.
“We're too far from the 'Gate.”
He shoves the med kit back into her backpack, then digs out a canteen and passes it to her.
“Drink.” His voice is flat and serious; the rare tone she doesn't argue with. She tips the canteen back, swallowing down two mouthfuls of refreshing water. “Better?” he asks.
“Much.” She leans back against the upended tree in which they've stopped, the twisted roots a good hiding place. “Any idea what we do now?”
“You are going to sit there. I am going to try and establish contact with the others.”
Sam frowns. “It's too dangerous. We've no idea what their numbers are, or where they are.”
“That's why we need to be together. If we circle round, we should be able to divide their attention long enough to get to the 'Gate.”
It's a good plan, but she's not sure he really knows what he's doing.
“If you get shot-”
“Then we'll bleed together.” His lips twitch into a smile. He reaches out and touches her cheek. She bites her tongue to stop the sudden heat that pricks at her eyes.
“Baal.”
“Trust me,” he murmurs.
She does. But that doesn't stop her from being afraid. “Just don't... die.” Her voice is rough. She coughs and looks down to brush phantom dirt off her trousers. “The paperwork's a pain in the ass.”
He gives a soft laugh, then tips her head up.
She's only just closed her eyes when he ends the kiss... and is gone before she can catch her breath. She stares at the space he'd occupied and prays that he comes back to her.
Characters: Sam Carter, Baal
Pairing: Sam/Baal
Rating: FRC
Written for:
5_promptsPrompt: #4 we'll bleed together
Word Count: 432
There are few times that Samantha Carter has been truly, heart-stoppingly scared. She's well-trained, both in survival and how to fire a weapon, in how to stay calm in times of danger.
Right now, she's in a lot of danger: a supposedly simple trip through the Stargate has ended up in a fire-fight with assailants she's not sure of, and separated from the rest of her team. It's just her and the Goa'uld who is currently showing an unexpected ability in first aid.
“Fuck,” she mutters as he pulls the bandage tight. It's not much more than a flesh wound, fortunately, but it still hurts like hell. And it will still slow them down.
“I'm not sure now's the time,” Baal replies, a wry grin accompanying the ridiculous statement that supposed to make her smile.
It works, briefly. Then she shakes her head.
“We're too far from the 'Gate.”
He shoves the med kit back into her backpack, then digs out a canteen and passes it to her.
“Drink.” His voice is flat and serious; the rare tone she doesn't argue with. She tips the canteen back, swallowing down two mouthfuls of refreshing water. “Better?” he asks.
“Much.” She leans back against the upended tree in which they've stopped, the twisted roots a good hiding place. “Any idea what we do now?”
“You are going to sit there. I am going to try and establish contact with the others.”
Sam frowns. “It's too dangerous. We've no idea what their numbers are, or where they are.”
“That's why we need to be together. If we circle round, we should be able to divide their attention long enough to get to the 'Gate.”
It's a good plan, but she's not sure he really knows what he's doing.
“If you get shot-”
“Then we'll bleed together.” His lips twitch into a smile. He reaches out and touches her cheek. She bites her tongue to stop the sudden heat that pricks at her eyes.
“Baal.”
“Trust me,” he murmurs.
She does. But that doesn't stop her from being afraid. “Just don't... die.” Her voice is rough. She coughs and looks down to brush phantom dirt off her trousers. “The paperwork's a pain in the ass.”
He gives a soft laugh, then tips her head up.
She's only just closed her eyes when he ends the kiss... and is gone before she can catch her breath. She stares at the space he'd occupied and prays that he comes back to her.
