DISCLAIMER: The story, characters and everything regarding SG-1 belong to MGM, Gekko, Secret Productions etc. They are not mine and never will be.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is an episode of The WOO Chronicles - very brief retellings of events that happened during the looping of Window of Opportunity as I have envisioned. There will be much mockery, and much corniness, but that is my intention so deal with it.
SPOILERS: Spoilers for 'Window of Opportunity' in season 4.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
SERIES: The WOO Chronicles.

Insightful Suggestions


Jack leant back in his chair and groaned in frustration.

"Exactly how many of these loops have you ... have we ... been through?

"I've ... lost track."

"That must be frustrating."

"Uh ... yeah!" Jack replied sarcastically.

"On the other hand, it's kind of an opportunity."

"How's that?"

"Well, think about it. If you know in advance that everything will be go back to the way it was, then ... you could do anything ... for as long as you want, without having to worry about consequences…"


Jack lay on the debriefing table staring at the ceiling. "Hey Carter, do you really think we can do anything?"

"Well, Sir, it is theoretically possible, although we wouldn't be completely without consequences." Sam replied, slowly spinning in her chair.

"What do you mean?" Jack rolled over and looked at her.

"Well, we'd still know what we've done. So any actions we take must be acceptable to ourselves."

"So if we kill Kinsey we'll get that warm fuzzy feeling every time we see him?"

Sam chuckled. "Something like that."

Jack rolled back to his original position, studying the ceiling intently as his mind reeled with all the possibilities, quite a few centred around physically harming Kinsey. And Samuals. And Maybourne. And maybe he'd kick Rothman in a loop or two.

"Stuff learning that Ancient mumbo-jumbo; there's fun to be had!" Jack declared as he leapt off the table. "I'm going to find out where a few people are for the next loop!"

Sam remained seated. Her mind was reeling with all the possibilities that she could come up with. Beating up Kinsey was certainly one of them, but there was someone else she had to see first. As Sam stood and made her way out of the debriefing room she tried to think of several ailments she could be suffering from.


The End

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