blue flamingos

Five times Sam wished science was different

Fandom: Stargate Atlantis

Category/Rated: Gen, G

Year/Length: 2010/~295 words

Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, for which I should think they're profoundly grateful.

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When she was seven, and she jumped off the shed roof, with homemade wings strapped to her back, and discovered that, in fact, gravity was a constant, and being the victim of it really hurt.


When she was seventeen, and her best friend turned up at her front door, sobbing so hard it took her three times to make Sam understand that she was pregnant. "I thought I couldn't, not the way we did it," she said, and part of Sam thought that was pretty stupid, but the rest of her wished it was true.


When she was twenty-seven, and so close to a breakthrough she could taste it, except for how science said artifical stable wormholes were impossible. Two years later, she wrote it all up again for the SGC, grinning the whole time for how she'd been right all along.


When she was thirty-seven, and Cam was hospitalized for months, in pain for months, fragile as glass with trying to be fine, and she had a handheld healing device that brought people back from near death, but she couldn't do a thing for him, because even the secret science that most of the world didn't know about couldn't give him what he needed to walk again.


When she was forty-seven, and a lab down the corridor from hers at Area 51 exploded, killed the four scientists working in there, the marine on guard duty, and two visiting members of the IOA who'd been walking in. It took them three days to find out what caused it - an accident, one drop of a compound that shouldn't have been present in the lab, and if it had been a very slightly different version, seven people would still be alive.

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