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I'm still working on the x-files fanfic, but I couldn't just leave my babies neglected, so...

Title: The last straw
Pairing: Kinda Sam/Jack
Rating: T for graphic details and self-inflicted pain
Spoilers: Entity
Warnings: Character death
Challenge: Character death
Notes: This is an AU for the episode Entity.


She broke into the security system, finding a surrogate sight through the infirmary camera.

She could see him, in shades of grey, sitting next to the bed where her own limp body lay. His shoulders slumped, he scrubbed his face warily and bent down, resting his head near hers.

Reluctantly, she left. If she managed to get into Word…

When she came back, still unsuccessful, there was commotion around her bed. Her sheets were sprayed with dark stains, and a gun lay near the feet of a nurse.
Through the weave of scrub-clad legs, familiar boots stared back at her.



Title: Shoot ‘em all
Author: [livejournal.com profile] valeria_sg_1
Pairing: N/A
Rating: T for graphic violence
Spoilers: N/A
Warnings: Well, let me see…
Challenge: Character death


Sam Carter ran desperately through the group of alien warriors, ducking and rolling to avoid the white lasers directed at her.

She fired her P-90 without a precise aim, dispersing her attackers where they were trying to crowd her and killing some in the process.

“Carter!” O’Neill tried to warn her, but it was too late.

The overwhelming hiss of a laser echoed in her ears and a split second later she crumbled to the ground, her spine snapped in half, eyes still open.

Jack and Daniel bickered for their turn as the words ‘game over’ flashed on the screen.


Title: Be still my heart
Pairing: N/A
Rating: K+
Spoilers: Gemini
Challenge: #58 Replicarter


The replicator shifted her weight uncomfortably, looking at her surroundings as her human counterpart fumbled in the nightstand drawer of her base quarters.

“Here it is.” Sam turned suddenly and RepliCarter jerked away from the desk, where she was fingering Sam’s flowers.

“You can have those if you want.” She said as she handed her an old picture.
The Replicator caressed the glossy surface, staring down at the smiling blonde. She sank into the bed, her eyes never leaving the image, her fingers tenderly exploring the familiar face.

“She was beautiful.”

Sam smiled fondly.

“Samantha?”

“Yes?”

“Tell me about mom.”
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