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Chapter 25: Ghosts of the Past, Part 4
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“Five against two,” Victoria thought to herself. “Easy peasy! Ha! What a scaredy cat! Do you think they could take us? It would take a whole effin’ army to take us!” Victoria watched as the French woman disappeared. She emerged from her hiding spot, her pistol held steady, despite the tremble in her hands. Silence.
Then...
“Drop the weapon!” A voice demanded from around the corner of the house. The voice was firm yet tinged with something softer—a plea.
Victoria narrowed her gaze but did not lower her weapon. “Drop yours first!” she shot back, her voice betraying no emotion. She recognized the lanky man as Major Patrick Larkin. He had been an instructor at the air base she had been stationed at in Iraq.
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At that moment Sister Helena bolted up. Her breathing was heavy. The air around her in the tent was cool, still. She was no longer in the past. She was back in the present: in a tent, in an abandoned monastery on planet P4X-987. Her hands shook as she touched her forehead.
There was no blood.
No gun.
Just ghosts.
Victoria froze, the weight of his words landing heavy on her chest. For the first time in the mission, for the first time since she stole the converter from the Langarians, doubt crept in her mind.
Patrick stepped closer, lowering his weapon further as he spoke again, his voice filled with quiet disappointment. “I remember you, Burney. The one who flew the unthinkable missions—the hero of Operation Airborne Dragon. You’ve got potential, a future, if you just make the right choices. Don’t throw it all away.”
Victoria’s grip faltered. Her finger hovered over the trigger, shaking. She searched Patrick’s face for anger, for fear—but saw only disappointment.
“You’re better than this,” he said simply, his gaze unwavering.
The words cut through her resolve like a blade. She squeezed the trigger—just once—and a deafening silence followed.
Patrick immediately recognized Victoria as the woman who flew all those daring missions, especially during Operation Airborne Dragon. Patrick was the one who recommended that General O’Neill speak to Victoria about being offered a job at the SGC. He recognized that she had a lot of potential to offer the SGC. He envisioned her leading an SG team one day. She had potential.
Patrick’s shoulders sagged slightly as he exhaled, lowering his weapon halfway but not fully. “You don't have to do this, Burney,” he said, his tone quiet, almost resigned.
“I’m afraid I do,” Victoria replied gripping her pistol tightly. Her stance was solid but inside her heart raced wildly.
A humorous laugh escaped Patrick’s lips. “And here I thought you were used to believe in something more than just orders.”
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Great installment. I wish what she had done in the past was really a nightmare- but I guess she really did kill Larkin.