Lord of the Ring

[Katrina Logan]

1800
Delian Galaxy
Katrina’s Quarters

Saying Katrina Logan was through hell and back is an understatement. After being taken prisoner and turned into what she liked to be called a monster, things changed both physically and mentally. Physically, she received a nice long scar down her mid back from the whippings and torture but they were healed over leaving a line to remind her every day of the experiences that have made her stronger and more determined to become a fighter of life and love.

Mentally, struggles with people and connecting with those she deeply cared about was becoming more bearable as the days progressed. But one person in particular weighed heavily on the medical officer’s mind. Since being placed on the same team as Lieutenant Colonel Walker, Katrina always felt drawn to him. Age difference wasn’t a factor and her feelings were already going in a direction way beyond Stargate protocols. But when two people find one another and develop something unbreakable, protocols become just hurdles to overcome and bypass.

His requisite to be placed away from her only solidified that General Kepler was aware of their situation. She feared for his career more than her own and when it was decided to place him on a ship somewhere in space and her on another team, it was reluctantly taken as a step in a positive direction.

After her safe recovery back from being a prior, Kat didn’t feel the same connection she once had with the love of her life. She felt he was being precautious and lately maybe too precautious, maybe even doubtful that they could salvage anything they once possessed. One of those prized possession was of the material kind, her engagement ring. It had been taken from the Olympians and put on the black market. Logan only assumed it was lost forever. Robert never mentioned it, maybe holding back so as not to erupt any misconceptions or ill feelings. Katrina already felt lost without it around her neck (where it usually hung) and never brought it up herself. Her mind now believed he was going to come and tell her they were no longer meant to be.

Sitting at her desk, the young woman stroked a brush through her hair just wondering what it was that was so important. She received a message from another officer that Walker needed to speak with her in private. Kat already knew it was going to be something of great magnitude. Just how much it would change their lives was a mystery. She didn’t want to lose him. She never loved anyone as much as she did him and if it was his choice to back away and end this, Katrina had no choice but bow to his will.

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[Robert "Jackal" Walker]

1800
Corridors

In the months leading up to the current situation, Robert and Katrina had been struggling to get their relationship to the point it was at before her disappearance. Sometimes it seemed that no matter how hard they tried, it was not going to work. Then Robert was reminded of something.

When they had met, it had registered in his mind that she was an extremely attractive woman. That aside, his initial resentment at such an inexperienced medic being assigned to the base’s special operations team overshadowed anything else for a time. As time went by, he found her to be one of the most skilled medics he had ever met, and began to let her inside a little. For a while, he thought he saw feelings developing on her end, and pushed them aside for protocol. He was a senior officer, and she a junior under his command. It was beyond breaking regulation; it was dangerous. Then the unthinkable happened.

He realized he felt the same for her.

There was denial at first, then anger, that he could be so stupid. As their friendship began to develop into something more intimate, he was torn between his duty and feeling in his heart what he knew to be true. Then they became as close as two in their situation could. He even asked her to marry him, back on Earth shortly before she disappeared.

But that all changed.

What was going through his mind now, though, as he walked through the corridors to her quarters was how to get it all back. It was the same thing he had wondered for months now, for their relationship could go no further until something drastic was done.

1801
Katrina’s Quarters

The veteran officer had never been more nerve-wracked in his life. Hesitating outside with his first paused over the door, the Marine Lieutenant Colonel thought to himself, You have to tell her. She deserves this much. She needs this … YOU need this. With that, he took a breath and rapped on the door.

<Tag Kat>

[Katrina Logan]

1801
Kat’s Quarters

The brush flourished through thick brown locks as the rap on the door stopped the bristles. The pumping in the Major’s heart began to race a little faster. It was time. With her back facing the door, her ivory skin illuminated with the room’s lighting. The beginning of the scar across her mid-back was clearly visible as Kat’s voice answered. ”Door’s open.”

Taking a last stroke through long strands, the medical officer heard the door close with a placid click. Placing the brush gently on the dresser, Logan grabbed a plaid shirt and dressed it across her back trying to hide the scar. Each arm went into their appropriate slots. She couldn’t even recall if Robert ever saw what the Olympians had really done to her physically. The mental trauma was beginning to final heal. But the scar was a daily reminder of being whipped and slashed into submission and it still gave a wicked sting with arm movements. Certain positions while sleeping were no longer happening because of the healing of skin.

Turning around in the chair, Katrina Logan finally got a look at the love of her life. He stood there, silent. The Major arose and was about to salute him. Something wasn’t right. Her gaze looked at his skin. Is that sweat? Oh my God, is he ok? The medical officer immediately took over. The step to him became a jaunt as her eyes began to look him over. ”You look pale. Are you alright sir…I mean Robert? Her eyes went to his but only for a moment. He was now a patient. ”I’ll get my bag, maybe you need some…” she started while turning.

It was then something solid yet quite gentle tugged on her wrist. It stopped the officer dead in her tracks. With eyes facing away, Kat closed them taking in a deep breath. This is it isn’t? The moment you’ve either been waiting for or dreading. Come on girl, you can do this? She really didn’t know what to expect. The pumping of her heart felt like a pounding in her throat. Nerves were totally frayed making her slightly tremble in fear. But it was time.

Turning, she faced Walker as the Kat he knew or thought he knew. The medical officer disappeared. She smiled softly but with fearful anticipation of what this meeting was all about. Her head tilted with concern but deep love and admiration to the man before her.

”Ok Robert, what is it?”

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[Robert "Jackal" Walker]

1801

Well, he had expected some sort of small talk. Or maybe he didn't, but the moment was upon him, and she was listening. It was now or never. "Let's sit .... " he began, gesturing to her bed. As the two of them sat on the edge of the bed together, he took a long pause while looking at the floor of her room. Looking back up, he saw her eyes staring inquisitively into his. He saw questioning, and fear, and love, all in one look.

"I've made my decision about my part in our future, love," he continued. "It took a lot of consideration, and time, and we've been through ... well, more than almost any couple in the history of mankind probably. You mean the world to me. You ... complete me." He laughed a little and then said, "That may seem a little cliche, but it's the truth. Before you it was all about God and country, duty and sacrifice. But now I've found you ... and I have something else to fight for."

He now took her hand in his gently, speaking, "I proposed to you once ... a lot has happened since then. It's easy for anyone to tell that things have not been the same for a while. You had your doubts about what I felt and if we were meant for each other still ... I had them too. But no longer. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Katrina Logan. And I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen." He waited for this to set it for a moment.

"I ... he started. "I have decided to inform General Kepler that with the status of our relationship, I will accept any post that is necessary for us to live our lives together, openly, as a couple. I have already voluntarily taken myself off of command status, and requested assignment to the base until the decision is made." That was easier than I thought his mind said. Now there was just the matter of her reply ...

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[Katrina Logan]

1802

Since becoming a prior, changes had occurred both physically and mentally for Katrina Logan. But with all the changes, there was still one thing that always remained constant. It was the only thing that actually kept her alive. It may have been a tragedy that made her become an evil doer of monsters, but it also, again, kept her alive. The love she had inside for the man before her went beyond just words and gestures. It was part of her soul.

Their flirtatious behaviors (mostly hers), in the beginning seemed innocent enough and just playful, something to keep her sane while doing things in her life she never dreamed of. This medical officer had seen things normal medical officers on earth would never encounter. But, those flirtations changed. Logan began to see the man behind the uniform and something that started with admiration grew into a love that was deeper than anything she’d ever experienced. It was her devotion.

But his career. It meant the world to him, even with the words spoken and her hand in his, that career was his life. To Katrina, he was putting all that at risk just for her?

1803

”But your career” she choked. She had expected him to say it was over. When he expressed his desire and need to have her with him forever, it literally dumbfounded Kat taking her, well off-guard. Her face may have even turned a little pale, feeling sorrowful for expressing growing feelings towards someone else. Her eyes gazed into his feeling the soft trickle of a tear coming down ivory skin. Her eyes closed as her voice lowered. ”I was expecting to hear it was over and that it was time to move on. My mind was ready to accept it.”

Her now trembling hand remained in his. The larger hand just made her entire being feel safe, like always. ”Robert, I never stopped loving you. In fact, every day my love gets deeper and stronger like a virus. Only this virus doesn’t need an anecdote. But, this is your career Robert, your life. Everything you’ve worked so hard for is now going to be possibly taken away because of me.”

Her head lowered. ”I don’t know if I could bare it if you lost everything because of me.”

Brown eyes gazed back to him, now filled with more tears. ”When I was captured by the Olympians, the only thing keeping me alive was a small idea that you were not dead and I didn’t do it. A small part of me knew the whole time. You are what saved me from a life of tyranny and possible death. You’re my knight in shining armor and nothing can take that away.”

That was a bit thick, but it’s how she felt towards him. Emotions were still confused, but one thing always remained constant, Robert Walker completed her too, whether it was good for her or not…

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[Katrina Logan]

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