Four Dragons by Stargate

Author:Stargate
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Science Fiction
Publisher: Crossroad Press & Fandemonium Books
Published: 2011-03-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

PLANET DESIGNATION: LORD YU’S

HOMEWORLD (P3X-042)

STATUS: ENEMY OCCUPIED TERRITORY

APPROX 2100 HRS LOCAL TIME

3 JUL 03/1020 HRS BASE TIME

Jack stopped in front of what he was pretty sure was the entryway to the cargo ship. It was hard to tell, the thing being in stealth mode and all. Having blood dripping down his left brow didn’t make it any easier.

Carter silently came up beside him. One glimpse over his shoulder confirmed that Teal’c and Bra’tac were still within earshot. So was that damn Goa’uld com ball.

Disgusted, Jack turned back around, staring at where the ship should be. “You gonna let me in, Carter?”

With a sigh heard halfway around the planet, she thumbed the ship’s remote. The air rippled. Like a wave of water on the shore, the ripple regressed, revealing the ship’s hatch only an arm’s length away. Without waiting for permission, Jack palmed the door open and stepped inside.

The door slid closed and he went aft, aware the entire time that Carter was hot on his heels. Jack kept his mouth shut. When he reached the head, he shoved the door open and entered. Again, Carter followed him in.

She slammed the door shut, hard. Jack almost flinched, but then remembered he’d as much reason to be angry as she did. When she whirled toward him, he met her glare for glare.

It was the ultimate stare down contest.

Until he couldn’t help himself. He smirked.

She flashed one of those toothy grins back at him.

“Geez, Carter,” he said with a shake of his head, “you ever think of going into television? You’d make a hell of an actress.”

“You’re not so bad yourself, sir. I’m fairly certain Ambassador Huang believed every bit of it.”

“Ambassador Huang… Just repeating that bastard’s name makes me want to wash my mouth out with soap.” Jack glanced toward the overkill of a bathtub. “Carter, do the Goa’uld even use soap?”

“Wouldn’t know, sir. I brought my own.”

“Always be prepared, they say.” For the first time in too damn long, Jack allowed himself a brief smile. It felt great to be out of sight of that damn eavesdropping com ball.

He touched the wound over his eye and brought back his hand. Not too bloody, but he’d need stitches thanks to Bra’tac slamming him with that branch. Damn, that old man had a temper about as bad as his own.

“Would you like me to get the med kit, sir?” Carter asked.

“Probably wouldn’t be a good idea to drip blood all over Lord Snakehead’s fancy palace, huh?” He leaned in toward one of the mirrors. The whole damn room was covered in them. Narcissism and Goa’uld went hand in hand.

He had blood on his brow, on the side of his face, and on the collar of his black tee. Just great. “Get my pack, too, if you wouldn’t mind, thanks.”

While Carter went aft to collect his things, Jack scrutinized the damage. Half an inch long and right on the eyebrow, as usual. Maybe he should just paint a target on it.

Maybe he should just kick himself while he’s at it.

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