Life on Repeat: IC (Nydie and Draco James)
It had been one of the longest months in Major Taylor Stuart’s life. The month had been spent doing little more than waiting around for some hint of when her team would be called back into action. It felt more like an eternity, but today would make the thirtieth day, and now her team was now, slowly but surely gathering back at Stargate command to await their orders. Taylor was the only member who had arrived so far, but that was probably because she had been the only member who had hated the temporary vacation.
The first few days had been fine, she had enough cleaning to do to keep herself completely occupied, but once her house was sparkling and dust free, and there was little else for Taylor to do. She had gone back to Stargate Command a few times to see if there was anything she could assist with; filling in for injured team members, working on projects, anything at all that would keep her busy, but apparently the galaxy had decided to take a vacation as well. Nothing had occurred during that month, at least not anything that the Major could use to distract herself.
Now she was back, sitting inside the mess hall with a bowl of half eaten oatmeal and a lukewarm cup of coffee sitting in front of her. She had requested that General Landry at least give her the mission folder for her team’s upcoming off world mission, but he had insisted that it wait until the rest of her team had assembled, much to her dismay. However, orders were orders and Taylor found herself waiting impatiently for anyone from her team to turn up so that she at least had someone to talk to.
The dynamics of her team had now changed, and Taylor found herself wondering if the change would be for better or worse. There would be a new addition to her team, at least in a small sense. Her team was no longer a team of four, but it would not be a team of five; four humans and a Tok’ra symbiote who had blended with her second in command. It was strange to think that Captain Rhodes, her second in command was now a host for a Tok’ra, and Taylor found herself wondering if it would cause any radical changes within the man. While the Tok’ra were far better than the Goa’uld, the thought of having another creature capable of taking over your body and having access to all of your thoughts and memories had to be slightly troubling. Taylor hoped that Rhodes was managing well under the circumstances, and that there wouldn’t be too much change from the person that she had been working with over the years.
The rest of her team remained the same; at least she had hoped that it would. They had been willing to accept the change, but who knew if that would change in the future. Only time would tell just how well the change would go over, but Taylor had faith that it would all work out in the end. Now all that was needed was for her team to gather together so that they could get back to the natural order of things. The break in routine had been nice, but Taylor was quite anxious to get back to work.
Blue eyes darting around the almost vacant mess hall, Taylor sighed softly and returned to her abandoned food. The thought of drinking the now tepid coffee was unappealing, but she gulped it down anyway, her nose scrunching up in disgust when she had drained the cup. Shoving both the bowl and cup off to the side of the table, Taylor sat back in her seat, her arms folding across her chest while she took another swift glance around the mess hall. The lack of people in the room was encouraging; it meant that everyone was either off world, or busy with some task or another. The fact that there was work to be done put Taylor at ease, and she was hoping that it was a sign that her days of boredom were now over.
For now though, Taylor would have to wait and see how the day panned out. At the very least she would be able to touch base with her team members and see if they were ready to get back to work. After a month off, she was sure that most of them would be anxious to return to action. After all, once you became a member of a Stargate unit, all else paled in comparison. How anyone could return to life as usual once you learned all that the galaxy had to offer was beyond her. Taylor knew that there was no way that she could; there was far too much out there to learn to sit idly by and watch the opportunities slip through her fingers.