The island morning greeted two very different men, both biding their time in their own way. Neither remained in their homes by the time the sun rose. Two separate patrols followed the island in opposite directions: one to oversee and protect, the other to hunt and observe. Neither cared for the other's existence, and indeed, neither was even aware ( Read more... )

The longer he spent on the island, the faster time seemed to slip by. Perhaps he was getting better at devoting himself to little things, filling up his days with work. Patrolling for the IPD--both with a partner and without--training exercises with the ITF he'd long memorized, and six nights of any week spent monitoring the Catscratch Club. ( Read more... )

Was it a month now, since Carolyn arrived? He tried not to track it. Tried not to care or think about it. Long enough that she'd moved in, and he'd settled into a firm pattern of avoiding her at just about every turn. Just about, because he couldn't help looking sometimes. Awkward conversations, anything. Sometimes he couldn't help it ( Read more... )

If there was one thing that Carolyn had learned while working at the SGC it would be that she shouldn't be surprised when the unexpected happened. Though being tossed onto an island a few years into her future wasn't really something one could prepare themselves for. Luckily, Carolyn adapted easily, and she really was trying to take everything in ( Read more... )

Dated Mid-January, 2010:
After Reese vanishes, when the notice for the dinosaur hunt is posted, Cam makes a personal visit to sign up, whether or not he happened to be physically fit for it or not.

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Dated February 10th, 2010:
Having cooled down, Cam makes another visit to Sam, to apologize for his behavior, to forestall ( Read more... )

"Doctor Lam," Chief Sergeant Walter called to her from the doorway of the infirmary ( Read more... )

Sam had spent the morning working. It had been a good, fairly productive morning, and she thought that she might actually be getting somewhere instead of the futile banging her head against a wall that she'd been doing for some time now. It felt good to be working with numbers and equations and theories after a year of forced absence from anything ( Read more... )

I'd come in early to bake bread, bringin William with me since Spike was nowhere to be found. I had him settled in his playpen for the majority of the day, only picking him up once I had dinner set out ( Read more... )

Things never seemed to come one at a time.

Crazed madman killing people. Naturally that couldn't be the end. That couldn't be the price of Sam. No. It had to take away one of the few pople who'd actually built a life on the island. It had to take one of the only people left that he cared about.

It had to take ReeseRunning did nothing to take ( Read more... )

( The Apple falls neither far nor close to the tree )