Chapter 15: Plans Change, Part 1

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I am so well enjoying this brother. It has all the hallmarks of a gripping Stargate story. (Stargate should always be a proper noun, ie upper case 'S') Love it!

“Well, I’m ready! Let’s do this!” exclaimed Fairbairn. The two women came out of the locker room and went to the Armory to retrieve their weapons and ammunition. Then they made their way to the control room where General Carter, Colonel Larkin and Oversersjant Bjornson were waiting for them. “You’ve made it. Good,” said General Carter. To the Gate Technician, she said, “Sergeant, dial P4X-987.”

“Dialing, aye, General,” said the technician. The gate dialing klaxon was heard as the inner ring began to spin.

“I guess so. I’m still worried about many things. About Colonel Larkin, my role as a member of SG-24 and my past. Why am I being called back to the stargate again. It’s a part of my past life that I deeply regret ever having been a part of.

“I’m no psychologist and I’m not deeply religious either, but maybe you’re being allowed to use the stargate for good this time. Perhaps this is a part of your healing process. Some to think about, Sister.” “Thank you, Fairbairn.” Sister Helena sighed. “How I wish Sister Marie Evangeline was here!”

“You miss her?” Fairbairn asked.

“Yes! She was my ‘angel’—my guide in my early days at the monastery. She used to be in the Air Force as well, which is why we bonded so well. She was like a mother to me.” “I’d imagine she understands. But keep her in your thoughts as happy thoughts. That’s what gets me through missions.”

“I see.”

Sister Helena attached her rucksack to her tactical vest, which contained her current breviary, notebooks and writing implements. She also carried the team’s first aid kit and medical scanner. While Sister Helena waited for Fairbairn to finish her preparations, she began to pray:

“Lord, guide me in the way I should go. How am I to balance my duties as a member of this SG Team and as a daughter of Carmel? Guide me, Lord, in the way I should minister to the people of P4X-987. Bless the members of my team and guard them: Oversersjant Bjornson, Squadron Leader Fairbairn, and Colonel Larkin. Especially Colonel Larkin. I don’t know what I’ve done to offend him, especially since we’ve just me. Give me the grace to help overcome the division between us. All these things I offer to the glory of your name, Lord Jesus. Amen.” As Sister Helena made the Sign of the Cross, Fairbairn gave her a light tap on the shoulder.

“Hey, are you ready?” Fairbairn asked.