Author: ParkerMCarter

Title: Wormhole X-Treme (The Part They Didn't Show)

Summary: There was a part of the " Wormhole X-Treme" preview we didn't see, that finally convinced Carter and O'Neill that Martin had to be stopped

Category: Romance/ discomfort

Rating: PG for adult situations

Status: Complete

Author's Notes: I can't be the only one who noticed how they completely left any indication of Sam/Jack out. I'm just projecting. I paraphrased too, so it wouldn't be exactly like Sam and Jack

Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine.

"This show is not only action-packed, but has with little bit of unrequited love between our very own Major Stacey Monroe and Colonel Danning." (AN: I forget his first name.)

The smiles fades in the room. A new scene starts.

"I didn't leave because I'd rather be killed myself than lose Monroe."

"Why?"

"Because I feel deeply about her…a lot deeper that I should."

"You are not a Za'tark." (I spelt that wrong intentionally.)

Monroe is sitting in the chair.

"Why did you ask the Colonel to leave?"

"Because…"

"Because what?"

" Because, I didn't want to see him die. Because I don't think I'm worth him losing his life."

"Are you sure that's all?"

"No." Monroe, for the first time looks serious. This is the only time the show doesn't look ridiculous. There are tears in Monroe's eyes.

"Tell 'em, Monroe." Monroe meets his eyes and finding her strength there continues…

"Yes, sir…I was regretful."

"About?"

"About…the things I would never get to do and all the chances I'd been given to do them, never realizing that I was running out of time pretty fast. I was regretful about never going to see a hockey game with the Colonel or going up to his Condo in Santa Monica; all of those things I always put off as 'some other time.' It hit me that there didn't look like there would be 'another time' to do them. I also felt that if by some horrendously depraved act of God he died and I lived, I would be…dead inside and that I don't…didn’t think I could bear it."

The Anise-look-alike nodded at her interface screen.

"You are not a Za'tark."

"Thank you," Monroe choked out.

Fade out.

Oh, crap.

Jack clears his throat and heads for the door.

"Colonel, where are you going?"

"I'm going to pack, sir. I've got some serious damage control to do."

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