Pray this can't be the way

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

He appreciated having a room to himself, even if it was clearly designed for a second party as well. For now, it was his alone. He appreciated that.

The room was about all he really appreciated since the attack of the crew-zombies. The idea was far more cool on paper than it was actually sitting on the roof of the Vatican, mowing down potential crewmates. Still, it was better than mowing down familiar ones. He appreciated that, too.

He appreciated the cute, glowy new look for Stacy, too.

He didn't appreciate the idea of his universe destroyed by something they'd never even gotten the chance to see--let alone fight. He didn't like the idea of being one of the last survivors of his own universe. Whether or not Ronon and Jackson counted as his own universe or another. He appreciated the cute voice. He didn't believe it. He wouldn't believe it, even if she showed him the destruction. None of this was necessarily real. He functioned within it as he needed to, but he wasn't about to fall for something SG-1 already fell for before. The zombies didn't exactly make the place more credible, either.

He frowned, studying the food goop in front of him.

His home-his family. Everyone and every thing he cared about was not gone. He wouldn't leave it to chance and hope that some of the people he cared about might have been alive--he wouldn't accept that their survival meant the deaths of an entire universe were acceptable losses. He wasn't about to accept a 'might' for saving all of them, if they did someone else's dirty work for them. That wasn't how he did things. He wouldn't be manipulated, and...he refused to believe that SG-1 failed. That Stargate Command, and all of their allies failed to protect not just their galaxy, but their universe.

He refused to believe he'd failed to do the one thing that mattered. He couldn't. Not now...not ever.

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[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"Well I should hope not," Tempe said before stopping her examination. "People forget how fragile a skull can be," she stated seriously. Really Cam, what are you expecting here? She is a bone lady.

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

Notice how he didn't mention how often he got smashed into walls despite this effort.

"So Doctor Lam often reminds me." He offered a slim smile, and immediately regretted reminding himself of home.

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"Well you should be sure to take this Doctor Lam's advice," Tempe said with another nod of her head. She looked over at her discarded soup and sighed. "Well you can finish off the soup if you'd like," she offered, motioning toward it.

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

Doctor Lam would approve, but then he doubted she really believed him all of the time, when he would insist he didn't try to get himself concussions. Injuries were not the fun parts of the missions--they just happened to be a common one.

He frowned at the soup a moment. "You sure you don't want it? It was pretty...chowder-esque."

[bone1ady.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps you don't remember but you ruined the soup for me," Tempe pointed out with an audible sigh. "And since you ruined it, you should eat it. It'd be a shame to waste any sort of real food on the ship."

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Well...yeah...but you could always give it a second chance?" Of course, if she did that, he technically no longer needed to make her pie to make up for it. One could take that as they would.

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"I could, but I don't want it anymore," Tempe explained. Reaching across the table, she grabbed the rim of the bowl and tugged it over to Cam. "I insist."

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

He blinked, and tilted his head, quirking a smile. "You gonna stand here and make sure I do?" It could have been construed as anything.

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"If I have to, yes," Tempe said confidently. And she will! No budging unti lthe soup is all gone.

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

And that drew a grin. "Yeah? How so?" And that was definitely just teasing. Scientists could be frightening enough that he knew not to challenge them. Muscle was far from the most powerful might in the universe.

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"Well I could try to force feed you, but that would be awfully juvenile wouldn't it?" Tempe thought for a moment. "Or I could just follow you around all day with it." She shrugged, not caring if the second option was just as bad as the first one.

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

Eyebrows, they are arching. "Really? What if I went and watched...stuff in the media room all day?" He wasn't sure an organic screen counted as a television. Frankly, he still wasn't all that comfortable with it. "Or spent the day in a Sensorium induced beach-haze?"

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"Well then I suppose I'd have to suffer through both of them," Tempe said with a nod. Though she was looking at him oddly again. "And by stuff what exactly do you mean?"

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

He crossed his arms, and sat back in the chair again. "Zombie movies?"

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"Is that suppose to scare me?" She asked, her eyebrow arching a little bit.

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

"It might. Could cut into your studying." He rolled his shoulders. "Y'know, since it'd be Night of the Living Dead. Maybe Dawn of the Dead."

No, Cam didn't think it was too soon. At least not for the target audience. In fact, he'd been tempted to watch them already--he didn't want his most recent memories of zombies to be so...

Zombie.

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"You do realize that I deal with decomposing bodies almost on a daily basis, well, dealt with them before here. I highly doubt a fictional movie is going to cause me to be afraid," Tempe informed him with one of her 'are you serious' looks.

"Besides, nothing says that I can't be reading a scientific datapad while you're watching one of those badly made movies."

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Reading a scientific datapad during a movie? You're assuming Stacy will allow such grievious infractions." He shrugged. "Or, the movie could distract you, and then you'd lose all that time you could have been going over the datapad."

[squintybonelady.livejournal.com]

"Why would Stacy care if I'm reading a datapad during a movie? That's just highly illogical," Tempe frowned. "And I doubt the movie would distract me, I'm not easily distracted."

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

"It's rude. And also, they're incredible movies. Classics."

[bone1ady.livejournal.com]

"Says who? You?" Tempe scoffs. "I highly doubt they're incredible. They're zombie movies. How does that make them incredible?"

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

Really, Doctor Brennan?

He grinned. "How about you judge 'em for yourself?"

[bone1ady.livejournal.com]

"What exactly are you getting at?" Tempe asked, eyeing him suspiciously.

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Watch them. Decide if you like them."

[bone1ady.livejournal.com]

"I'm not going to watch them just because you think I should," Tempe said shaking her head. Besides, she's not about to watch them alone. They might be scary stupid.