Remember from IDoJ, Roger was a bit of a ladies' man, so the ratings for this entire storyline is T.

06 August, 2004 17:42:27

I'm officially re-assigned to the SGC.

So weird to read back on that. Re-assigned. I've been with NASA, and working with Tony, for so many years, it'll be weird starting something new at my age. But what a start! Other planets, in other star systems! And so beyond top secret, I can't tell a soul. I at least don't have to hide the SGC's existence from Tony, but anything that happens from now on is classified, even from my best friend in the world. Worlds. That's so cool.

I miss Tony. We worked together for so many years, that I sometimes expect to see him come bursting in and exclaiming about something or other, something Bellows has done, or Jeannie.

Bellows. Lt. Colonel DOCTOR Bellows to you! God, I won't miss him. It amazes me how he and Sam are the exact same rank, yet they handle themselves so differently.

Sam's a strong, confident leader, who instills a sense of loyalty in her people, like Daniel and Teal'c. And me, too, on that awesome mission we just had to P2X-899. I heard they're calling it "Healey's Volcano" now! I couldn't be more honored, even though it will only be an honor from those who know about the off-world missions here. Oh well, some day, the research I'll be doing over the next several years can be published and my fellow geologists can see this wonder.

Any way, comparing Bellows with Samantha. While she commands respect and loyalty, because she will give nothing less of herself, Bellows' style, if you can call it that, was always just belittling, aggravating, snoopy... but never mind, I don't want to think about him.

Going to write my official "Hey, it's been great, guys, I'm enjoying my retirement here in the mountains of Colorado!" letter to him and the General at Cocoa Beach.

Speaking of Generals, I still don't know what to think of O'Neill. I think he's the type you need to get to know, when you're under his command. I watch him, Sam, Daniel and Teal'c, and there's something there. Not a single man or woman here has a bad word to say about him. I find that encouraging, but frankly, he makes me nervous. Special ops, hard as nails, came up through the ranks the hard way, from enlisted personnel. You don't make General at that agewithout being something special. I'll just be cautious around him, and wait and see.

I'm not sure which SG team I'm going to be on, but I doubt it'll be SG-1. They're the only 3-some team here, so far, but I dont' think they need another specialist like myself. Daniel's linguistics and archeology experience is better to have going off-world, and Teal'c's knowledge of the Goa'uld and such.

I'm going to mention to Sam about her father's request that I tag along on Tok'ra planetary surveys. That alone could keep me happy for the rest of my life. A planetary specialist, getting to go to the actual planets, and not study them long distance? A dream come true, like my volcano was. Is.

Now, Samantha...what a girl! Woman, I mean. Lady. She is a lady too, an officer and a lady! I am finding myself in serious like with her. Not sure how she feels, but we're comfortable right now, not making any demands. It all only just started the night before we found out about SG-9 and P2X-899, so needless to say, not much there yet. Except one thing: MAN, the sex is great!

It was when she found out that I'm a scientist, a real honest-to-gawd Ph. D. scientist, that I clicked with her. I'd been pulling my usual "Hey, I'm a charming astronaut" on her and it hadn't been working, although thankfully I could make her laugh! But when she realized, "Hey, Roger has a brain!" she was so turned on about it. Go figure, I never thought of THAT angle before! But considering the chicks I used to chase in Florida, compared to her, well, there's no comparison. They were just fluff, Samantha's got substance.

She's pretty much commanded me, BE YOURSELF, ROGER HEALEY! Like I can be around you and Jeannie. I've used this silly, stupid Roger act for so long, that I only allow a select few that I can trust in. Well, new page in my life here at the SGC, new lady, I won't be using that routine any more. Probably.

More later.

It's later. Just got back from a date with Sam. She had some good news.

She talked to her father first, her father the General, then to O'Neill, about her and me seeing each other. With General Carter present, and obviously expressing his approval (man, I was surprised about THAT, but I guess Sam pled my case well), O'Neill checked the regs about fraternization between her and me.

Seems the regs leave a WEE bit of room for interpretation. Since I won't technically be under her command, and I won't be on SG-1, and I'm Army and she's USAF, it shouldn't be a problem. I think General Carter's presence there helped though. If he was agin this match-up, I'm sure the regs would've been interpreted another way.

So we won't have to skulk around in the shadows.

More later again.