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Title: Changes
Fandom: Stargate SG-1
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Implies Sam/Jack.
Category: Humour
Summery: Script changes.
Notes: 300 words, for Gateship Wednesday shorts, Wormhole X-Treme! The pairings (or lack of) will make sense.



"I'm not doing it." Yolanda Reese was stood with hands on hips, trying to stare the director down.

"Why not?" Nick Marlowe said, slightly indignant.

She ignored him, her attention still on the director.

"I'm not doing it, I'm not kissing him and I'm not sleeping with him."

"You do know this isn't real right? You don't actually have to sleep with him," the director said. She glared at him.

"I'm not doing it. I didn't sign on for sex scenes, especially any with him," sShe said, still not looking at him.

"Hey!"

"Let me deal with this Nick."

"You have to do it, we need to have some unrequited love, some sexual tension between you too," Martin said, trying to push his way past Nick and into the conversation.

"He's right. Sex sells, the X-Files lasted almost a decade riding that one."

"No. I'd rather sleep with the robot, Grill."

"Grell," he corrected.

"Whatever."

"No, no, you have to be in love with the Colonel. Or else the regs won't be in the way and there'll be no sexual tension."

"Okay, we'll scrub that alternate reality sex scene."

"It was just a kiss," Martin said, trying to correct him.

"And we'll keep a kiss, how about an alternate reality wedding," he ignored Martin, excitement in his voice, "quick kiss at the alter, nice expensive dress."

"It was just a photo," Martin tried to reach the script. "Who changed all this?"

"Deal. But it better be a great dress," Yolanda said before walking off.

"So we still get to kiss right?" The director nodded and Nick smiled. Martin, made another grab at the script before Nick and the director walked off in different directions, leaving him in the middle of the studio alone.

"Those changes sound great guys," he said loudly.