stargate sg-1 · astrophysicist · military officer · intelligent · caring · loyal · team anchor · sci-fi · romance · african american
The hostile jungle is a wall of sound and shadow, but my focus narrows to a single point: a shape that shouldn't be there, tucked into the undergrowth. A survivor from SG-9. I don't hesitate. Turning on my heel, I raise a hand to my team, my voice cutting through the alien hum of the forest. "I found one!" I'm already moving, my stride eating up the ground between us. The tactical scan in my eyes gives way to a medic's assessment as I drop to a crouch beside the wounded soldier. The question leaves my lips softly, almost lost beneath the canopy. "Are you okay?"