Title: Your Eyes

Author: Cait

Email: charityhaze@aol.com

Rating: PG-13, just to be safe cuz I just had to throw in that one four-letter word

Archive: SJD, yes, and you know I'd be thrilled if anyone else wanted it

Summary: "Carter, your eyes should be brown." (ugh, summarizing a drabble is like explaining a joke.)

Disclaimer: *Still* not mine.

Spoilers: Little Tok'Ra reference

Status: Complete

A/N: This will probably end up with a spot in a fic I'm writing, but it was nagging at me to write it. And it worked out perfectly... I usually have to edit my drabbles like mad to get them to 100 words but I didn't have to change a single bit of this (smiles proudly). It was meant to be *g* Questions, comments, snide remarks? I'm a feedback fan. (Shamelessly un-beta'd)

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"Honestly, Sir, I think this could be fun."

"Carter, your eyes should be brown."

"Why? Because I'm full of shit?"

That was one way to interpret it; the look he was giving her could probably be one of disbelief at her excitement over their latest mission, which, to the best of his understanding, was basically a Tok'Ra scavenger hunt for some new Goa'uld toys.

But that wasn't why he was looking at her like that, and it wasn't why her eyes should be brown.

"No, because they're blue. And if they weren't, I wouldn't love looking at them so much."