((Hall of the Twins, Divine Palace, Delos))
Artemis left the table, passing them as Apollo mounted the stairs dragging Jen behind him with little effort required.
Jen was surprised when she felt a hand briefly at the small of her back as something hard and familiar was slipped into the back of her short skirt. Before she could turn and get a good look, Artemis was gone up the steps, without even a backward glance at her brother and his prisoner. Apollo yanked her arm again. "Come along, you're dwaddling."
She didn't have a lot of choice, but her mind was temporarily away from what had previously seemed inevitable. There was just the one question. Jen looked up to the marble-floored landing above where Artemis was walking away. Looking for a sign, what the Goa'uld wanted. One shot? Or two? Artemis looked down at Jen, for just an instance. Her hand resting on the rail, Artemis off-handedly raised two fingers before walking away.
'That settles that. She wants him dead and she thinks I'll do her dirty work. Will I?'
Artemis left the table, passing them as Apollo mounted the stairs dragging Jen behind him with little effort required.
Jen was surprised when she felt a hand briefly at the small of her back as something hard and familiar was slipped into the back of her short skirt. Before she could turn and get a good look, Artemis was gone up the steps, without even a backward glance at her brother and his prisoner. Apollo yanked her arm again. "Come along, you're dwaddling."
She didn't have a lot of choice, but her mind was temporarily away from what had previously seemed inevitable. There was just the one question. Jen looked up to the marble-floored landing above where Artemis was walking away. Looking for a sign, what the Goa'uld wanted. One shot? Or two? Artemis looked down at Jen, for just an instance. Her hand resting on the rail, Artemis off-handedly raised two fingers before walking away.
'That settles that. She wants him dead and she thinks I'll do her dirty work. Will I?'
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