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A Storm of Shadows



The following day, personnel at the SGC were treated to a welcome sight—Colonel Cameron Mitchell walking hand-in-hand with Dr. Jessica Watson. If they noticed her subdued demeanor, they made no mention of it, just as they made no mention of the bruise on Mitchell’s face, which bore more than a passing resemblance to a handprint. Just the fact that she was there, at work, boded well. Few had any doubts that between SG-1 and SG-7, they would be able to eventually heal whatever traumas the young woman had experienced. Granted, she wasn’t wearing her engagement ring, but it was only a matter of time before that would change. In fact, by the end of the day multiple bets had been placed as to how long it would take for the young Colonel to win back the woman he loved. Most of the bets leaned towards sooner, rather than later. Besides, time heals all wounds.

Every once in a while, though, miracles happen. And if anyone deserved a miracle, they did.



Back on Nahane, Thoyetlini held the polished stones and crystals in his weathered palm, clearing his mind and inducing a semi-hypnotic state before letting the items slip from his grasp, creating a pattern as they landed that only he understood. He chanted quietly to himself as he did the reading, stopping abruptly as he focused on the message. A smile lit up the old shaman’s face, deepening the multitude of deep lines and wrinkles. The third trial had finally passed. And while the bond between the Wolf and the Raven had been weakened, it was still there.

With a renewed energy, he read the totems again. Was surprised to see a drastic change in the totem of the yee naaldlooshii, the skinwalker who had been the second shadow trying to come between the Wolf and the Raven. Then again, the Raven was a shape shifter, giving the gift of transformation. Apparently the Raven in Jessie’s totem was more powerful than he had originally thought, if it had enough influence to change the totem of the yee naaldlooshii to a more positive slant.

One final casting of the stones, this time looking to the future. Again he smiled. The Gift was still there on the horizon, a transformation that would wash away all the pain and negativity currently surrounding the bond. Once that happened, nothing would come between them. Now, it was only a matter of time.



To be continued…

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