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Colonel Laverick looked at the time. It was getting late and she still hadn't finished the staff reports that Stargate Command had asked for. Since starting to compile the reports she had been thinking about whether or not this job was really for her. There had been times during the past year incharge of the Beta site where she had felt as if she was not cut out for this type of work. Where she felt she would better serve back on earth in a normal military capasity. Tomorrow would be the first time she would be able to share her conserns with the SGC and so could be her last day here.
Finishing off the last sentance of the report she had been working on, she saved the file and turned off the computer. Leaving her office she headed for her quarters and her bed, knowing she would probably not get much sleep. ***** Colonel Laverick layed in her bed tossing and turning all night, unable to get her mind off the meeting. After a couple of hours she decided to get back up and head for the viewing balcony. Once there she stod for a while and reflected on the past year she had spent here at the Beta site.
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