[Isabelle Cooper]

It had been several long weeks since everything had seemed to have gone to sh*t. Well not everything, just everything that seemed involved with what she had thought had been a relationship with someone. Isabelle did not realize how much she had even cared about said relationship till the other half ended it out of the blue with no explanation. She could handle breaking up with someone or even being dumped (the few times it happened) that did not bother her, what bothered her was how Bobby seemed to do everything and anything to avoid being around her and speaking to her, then again Isabelle had not exactly been the warmest person either, but she was not the person who started all this. 
What was amusing about the whole thing is how everyone else also did not have a clue as to what the always smart thinking Captain Oxford was thinking, and any attempt at talking to him about it was like talking to a snarky wall. Pulling teeth from a tiger was easier. 

Several weeks later Isabella Cooper was still with the Vedic Expedition, even though she had tried to get sent back to Earth, but she was told by Admiral Oxford that she'd have to wait to hear back from her government on if her request was approved, while she wanted to believe what the older man said, she also had a feeling that there was some bs of his own mixed in, it was like he was trying to stall her. 

Isabelle was focused on a stack of reports, mostly things she needed to summarize to send back to her people on Earth, while they wanted things as detailed as possible, she also had to make everything easy to understand, when Col. Oxford walked into the room and told her that he needed her to return some things to the armory. When she asked why he could not send someone else because she was busy, Travis quickly responded with an official sounding reason before setting a single item on her stack of papers and walking out of the room. Isabelle watched him leave then looked down to the tabletop and frowned. Sitting there was s Zat gun, Isabelle looked back to the door and thought about going after Travis and nicely telling him that he could find someone else to turn the item in because he apparently couldn't but also was not in the mood to deal with his antics, sometimes it was just easier to do something and be done. After killing a few more minutes she set her pen down, stood up, grabbed the Zat and headed towards her destination. It actually took her a little while to get there, mostly because she got turned around twice, as she walked into the armory she quickly realized that the room was empty, "Hello?" she called out, no one responded, "Non ho tempo per questo" she muttered as she started walking towards the door again. 


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[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

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He wasn't even sure why he was sent here. He had no reason to be here. There was no one to train for anything, not even her. He had been released from the bored room otherwise known as the Med bay with a warning to take it easy till the stitches healed. In the fact he had no idea where things with her even going, with or without directions. Bobby knew he needed an manual when it came to women in general. Even till today he had never figured out his mother and the woman had given birth to him.

Shaking his head, he walked towards the door and almost collided with Cooper in process. Seeing her, Rob narrowed his eyes as he tipped his head in the direction where Matt's Quarters were. The old goat was going pay dearly for this, if he had a hand in this...whatever this was. And other buffoon would too, his kid cousin wasn't getting off easily as well.

Even Travis wasn't going to be enough to save the Admiral or himself, but for now he going to place his ideas of taking a bite at his cousins aside, "Miss Cooper," he greeted her rather politely as he could, then eyed the zat in her hand, hopefully that was not for him, "Returning that....or going to use it?" She stirred him, but he wasn't sure why. What the heck was with this woman? He still had no idea.

On the other hand, what was Matt's and Travis's problem? Hadn't they given him enough hell when he had broken it off with Jamie, so many years ago? Cooper was likely to be another reason for him be on the receiving end of same hell. He wanted to groan.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

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So he was finally up and about. That was good. It was better than seeing him in a hospital bed. Even though Sgt. Harper had said his injuries had not been that bad, head injured just bled a lot. She still hated seeing him like that. But that was before he acted like an ass.

"Miss Cooper"

Isabelle quickly took a step away from him, her face expressionless as she looked at him, she was not about to give him the pleasure of getting any reaction from her. As far as she was concerned he deserved nothing more than the same emotionless look she gave delegates back home. "Captain Oxford." She replies cooly, her eyes glanced to the beat row of healing stitches then back to his face as he asked what she was doing with the Zat.

She started to reply but then paused, why did he even care? Of course as a leader of the expedition he had every right to ask about an expedition member having a weapon. "I was asked by Colonel Oxford to return it for him, Col. Hamrick once showed me show to use one in case I ever had to but I have no intention of doing so anytime soon." Her answer was as to the point as she could get without telling him to go away.

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

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Her tone stung, Bobby noted and rightly so. She was still mad, he could not fault her in that. Her stepping back had been a surprise; he hadn't been expecting it. Heck he should have. He was pretty much a pro when it came to dealing with broken hearts. He had broken too many in his time to count. Few he could remember, others he couldn't. Closing his eyes he took a breath. Looked at her face, saw her expression, heard her greet, even that matched her cold stance he sensed.

They were going in circles with something he could not understand what it was. She drove him mad, that was for sure. And no one had drive him crazy since Jamie. While he was not the one to struggle with the past, the AU had slapped him hard. plus his own current issues that he didn't speak about. When she explained on why she had a zat, he rose an eyebrow but nodded, "Odd for Travis to ask do this for him, isn't it. Not that he is lazy mind you." But his cousin was up to something. Bobby was going to find out what it was.

He tipped his head to the side and immediately regretted it, when the pain shot through his temple, "Never used it?" he asked as he slowly moved his head in correct position, much to his relief. That angle was bad. "You might need more lessons if your aim is bad."

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[Isabelle Cooper]

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"Odd for Travis to ask do this for him, isn't it. Not that he is lazy mind you."

If anything the seasoned Stargate Program member was very proactive with his life, even if sometimes he went with the crazier of ideas vs taking the safe and simple road. Yes it had been odd for him to request for her to do something like this, but she also kept in mind who they were talking about, Col. Oxford was the definition of "odd" at times. Isabelle saw him wince as he moved his head, even though his head injury looked better...it had to still hurt, she wanted to tell him he probably needed to be resting but she held her tongue. Why should she care about someone who cares little about her?

"Never used it?"

Isabelle looked down at the device in her hand, its weird shape felt oddly comfortable in her grip, whoever had designed them obviously knew about weapons. "You might need more lessons if your aim is bad." was he genuinely interested in how she handled weapons or was he just making small talk? "Are you offering?" she quietly asked only to regret her words as soon as she said them, "No. My aim gets the job done whenever it is needed and thanks to my teammates, those moments are few and far between." she told him. 

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

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If she blasted him to hell, there were chances he deserved it. But he had to remember that it was her own good. She was dealing with a man who won’t settle down. Being a single father wasn’t exactly setting down nor was the strings of exes and one night stands. He did hate himself to add her to the tally of his exes. She deserved better than what he could offer, which wasn’t much other than a broken heart.

He saw the expression that passed her face after her question, leaning the back of his heed on the wall, the second oldest of the Oxford siblings sighed, “Perhaps,” then gave shrug, “or maybe I just asked.” A chuckle escaped his lips at what she said, “Those moments should be more frequent rather than far in-between.”

For a split moment, he let the awkwardness take over. What he was doing wasn’t easy nor it was going to be. His eyes scanned her face, and felt that familiar tug of strings, “Cooper…” he started then trailed off, and shook his head more at himself, then covered whatever distance that had been between them, “Right now you might hate me,” he told her, “trust me, in the long run it’s better for both of us, that we things the way they are.” Even though he was close to her, he never touched her. “You will thank me one day.”

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[Isabelle Cooper]

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Was he laughing at her? Isabelle was good at not letting people get under her skin, yet he was one of the few people who was successful at repeatedly doing such a thing. “Those moments should be more frequent rather than far in-between.” Isabelle scoffed, "So you want me in the middle of a firefight? Oh wait..I forgot for a moment, you would not care either way." she shot back. Isabelle just glared at him, he was a real piece of work, “Cooper…” he started walking towards her and she stayed where she was, refusing to move, “Right now you might hate me,” he stopped walking when he was within touching distance, of course due to height differences, she now had to look up at him more. “..trust me, in the long run it’s better for both of us, that we things the way they are. You will thank me one day.”

"I'll thank you...one day." she repeated his words back to him, "I will thank you for the fact that you are scared of commitment, and because of that you avoid any and all relationships with people who might give a damn about you."  Isabelle looked away from him for a moment, blinking several times she felt tears starting to rim her eyes, "Just because something happened in the past doesn't mean you have to give it the power to affect how things go in the future, but I guess your head is so far up your own arse that you can't realize that!" by now she was raising her voice, her hand tightened on the zatt she still held, raising it up she poked him in the chest with it ,in an attempt to push him away from her, "You do realize that I care for you, even though you are a total ass sometimes, at the end of the day I still cared if you came back safe and sound!" this time when she raised the Zatt, the little weapon went off...sending a charge right into Bobby. 

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

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“So you want me in the middle of a firefight? Oh wait...I forgot for a moment, you would not care either way."

Good god.

Bobby felt his head starting to pound and refrained himself from rubbing his face. He couldn’t even find the words to reply. Yet wanting to shake her was extremely appealing. Why did she always twist or misunderstand his intentions when it came to her safety? Taking a deep breath, he gave her a dull look, “Why do you…...” he trailed off and tried again, “Has it occurred to you I could be taking about having a proper aim and fast response time? Perhaps you can keep yourself safe till help arrived? Hamrick isn’t always going to be around to watch your back off-world.”

The way she had repeated his words made him wince, he didn’t move to protest as she went on and on. Some parts hit far too close to home, others not so much. He didn’t avoid all relationships; he was tight with his brothers, he adored Veronica to hell and back. There was no question that his family had his loyalty to core. He would lay his own life for them would thinking. But romance? He mentally scoffed, was not one of his strong points, his failed relationship with Jamie -after cheating on her- and with Alison – the mother of his child – was proof that he did not have what it took to make a commitment.

He knew sort of that she cared for him more than she should have to, which was why he was doing this. He didn’t want to hurt her in the same way he had done with Jamie. While he and Alison had parted mutually, he always had a feeling that she wanted them to get back together for sake of their son. At that time, Rob didn’t want to make promises he wasn’t going to keep in the long run. And hurt both him and Alison if things went sour. He had ignored the jabbing of the zat, when she had spoken, he moved to speak but instead found himself stiff with shock as he hit the ground with his world going blank.

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He slowly came around as the first thing he noticed was spinning and blurred vision; and a mother of all pounding inside his head. He felt like using the TNT just to stop the ache he could feel. With awkward movement he got himself into a sitting position, his eyes still closed, “Did you zat me, Cooper?” he asked out loud, and wasn’t even sure if she was still in the room. If she wasn’t, he couldn’t blame her. He was likely to be the first XO to be zatted in such case. He cracked open one eye, finding his vision still spinning, he closed it again. Perhaps leaving the med bay hadn’t been a wise choice.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

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She let out a little scream as the zatt went off in her hand, Isabelle quickly dropped it, not wanting it to go off again, looking back to Bobby she watched as his eyes rolled back in his head and his entire body went slack. "No, no, no, no." she stepped forward and tried to keep him from falling but he was dead weight. Isabelle grabbed him around the middle and staggered back,  "Mi dispiace, è solo successo!" I am so sorry, it just happened! She slowly managed to lower Bobby to the ground, being careful to make sure he didn't hit his head again. "Bobby, you need to wake up." she started to lightly slap his face, trying to rouse him but nothing seemed to be working.  Thankfully he wasn't dead, but that did not mean that the strong electrical charge had not hurt him, well maybe it had hurt, she did not know, she just knew that the weapon sent off a very strong charge. Sitting back on her heels, Isabelle slipped off her uniform jacket and balled it up, then carefully placed it under Bobbys head as a pillow. He still hadn't woken up and she didn't know if she should go get help or not, mostly because she did not know how to even explain what had happened, she didn't mean to do what she did, it had just happened. 

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“Did you zat me, Cooper?”

She heard his voice as she was walking back into the room with a damp towel in her hands, "Oh thank god!" she cried as she hurried to his side and crouched down beside him. "Yes I did, now lay back down and don't move." she told him as she placed the towel on his head and gently forced him back. "I have never actually used one of those before and didn't know you'd be out this long." she paused and rubbed her face, trying to avoid crying because even though she had been mad not thirty minutes ago, she now felt like crying, taking a shaky breath she looked away from him,  they were still the only ones in the room, even with the commotion, no one had stopped to see what was going on, she was thankful for that, mostly because of the fact that she just zatted a ranking officer. "Bobby, I am sorry." she looked back to him, reaching out she lightly ran her fingers over his forehead, making sure the still healing stitches from his last head wound were fine.  "It just happened.." she said softly with a nervous smile. 

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[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

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Lay down? His head was pounding and the last thing he wanted to so was lay down. But the cool cloth on his head helped, he would have chuckled at her words, but deiced against it. The woman was already worried as it was, “Great,” he commented, “Just happened. Not bad for a first time. And Cooper, when I was talking about aim and fast response, this is not what I meant.” His voice was light; almost borderline-ing teasing. “I can be glad that it was not twice in a row.”

As she apologised, he shook his head, “I’m alive, aren’t I? You have done exactly every one of my ex-girlfriends wanted to do. Take a shot at me of course.” He cared and felt more of her than he was allowed as an officer, as a man the same feeling scared him. He didn’t want to hurt her. “Coo….” He shook his head more at himself, than her and threw out the surname for a moment, “Isabelle, none of my relationships have gone anywhere.” There was a sigh, “I have too much of wandering eyes. My longest relationship lasted two years and with the woman who is the mother of my only child. My shortest could be a month or two.” Robbie had shown him the joys of fatherhood. And now Bobby couldn’t imagine his life without the boy. Being so far away for the boy was driving him mad, but he soldiered on. How Travis had done it was beyond him.

He reached out to brush his hand over her delicate cheeks, “I would hate myself if you ended up on the tally of ex-girlfriends. I care about you more than I should.” He finally voiced after so many months of dancing around the subject.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

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So maybe her aim was finally getting better, least this time she did not have her eyes closed this time, still, one more shot and she would have had a dead man before her and not the hurting, still snarky man. Isabelle adjusted the towel as he kept talking, going on about how she had done what his past girlfriends had wanted to do, she could not help but roll her eyes at this, if that was what it took to get men to listen, maybe they were not worth the time. 

“Coo….”

There he went using her surname like they usually did with each other in an attempt to hide whatever they were from everyone else. She had only heard him use her first name a handful of times, “Isabelle," the word surprised her, it was weird to hear him saying it in such a way, "..none of my relationships have gone anywhere. I have too much of wandering eyes. My longest relationship lasted two years and with the woman who is the mother of my only child. My shortest could be a month or two.” 

Isabelle froze and just stared at him like a deer in the headlights, his only child, she managed to hold back a laugh which still ended up coming out like a cough. That was a whole other topic she did not have a clue as to bring up. His hand touched her cheek, still she did not move, “I would hate myself if you ended up on the tally of ex-girlfriends. I care about you more than I should.” she reached up and placed a hand over his, "Took you long enough." she replied softly as she smiled.  "I wondered if either of us was ever going to actually admit to...whatever the hell this is." she knew what it was, she knew the day it hit her like a bolt of lightening, and not matter how much they avoided it and danced around it like there was nothing. There was something. "I love you Bobby, and honestly I don't really know why because you can be so infuriating at times to the point where I just want to smack you...but at the end of the day...I still love you." of all places she expected it to happen, in another galaxy was the last place she ever pictured. 

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[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

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If her aim got better, Bobby was sure he was a dead man walking in every sense. She was likely to zat him whenever she felt like and that would be dangerous. A sexy Italian ready to zat at any given moment. He was certain that Matt and Travis would not come to his aide. It wasn’t like they had supported him when things with Jamie went sour. In face Matt had been ready to break every bone in his body. Now they both were too old to be taking rounds in the boxing ring as Claire had labeled it. The idea alone was amusing. Two old timers doing rounds like they were teens with extra energy would be laughed at. He was sure that both their fathers would be shaking their heads.

He nearly cursed at himself when she froze and the way she looked at him. Surely, he could be considered lower than the smallest bug around. Her cough came as a surprise, he was sure he had told her, he had a child. Or did it slip his mind not to tell her.

Took him long enough?

Bobby blinked for a second, as he felt her slender hand over his dorsum, he chuckled in relief, “I don’t even know what the frak this is. At least not at the moment.” He was sure it was something, but just what, he didn’t know. Attraction? Lust? A short fling? His head hurt just trying to figure that out on his own. But all he knew that he didn’t want her to end up on that tally. When she -more or less- confessed her feelings, he stared at her like she had another head. Loved him? His own mind reeled, did she missed the part about the length of his past relationships?

He took a moment to take in what she had said. Looked over his own feelings, and realised that somewhere down the line he had started to care, and perhaps did a bit more than care for her. “Once you figure out the why part, let me know. Besides,” he brought her face close to his, “you annoy the crap out of me as well, Miss Cooper.” And grinned at her, before taking her lips for a kiss.

Breaking for air, “We can safely say that the pretty Italian has stolen my heart. For a tiny human, you know which strings to pull on a man’s heart.” He wondered if calling her Izzy would earn him a another shot from the zat. Meh, could be worth, he mused.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

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"This is something..." she replied to him before he kissed her, “We can safely say that the pretty Italian has stolen my heart. For a tiny human, you know which strings to pull on a man’s heart.” she couldn't help but blush, though she was quickly to lightly hit him in the arm, "I am not tiny, just small stature." she told him. Compared to everyone else, she was sure she was the shortest member of the expedition, anytime they had to order a small, or even extra small in something, it was usually for her.  

"There is something else." she stated, she did not want to intentionally ruin the moment that they were sharing but she needed to get it off her chest because it was something that she was past the point of avoiding. "That we need to discuss, its mostly why I lost my temper when the Admiral declined my request  to return home, but that is beside the point." of course she had not gotten as mad with Matt as she had with Bobby, but she still was upset some. Isabelle took his hand in hers, "I am pregnant." saying the words made her want to vomit, mostly because she finally told someone besides the bathroom mirror. 

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

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He looked at her for a moment after she said something about small stature, then smirked, “That sounds tiny to me.” The fact she had blushed amused him, if it had been any other female, he was sure he would have been decked by now more than once. He was glad that he wasn’t supporting a bruised lip right now. He knew Cooper could bite and bark, but he didn’t want to find out if she could pack a punch, unless it was Cowden on the receiving end.

He shifted to sit when she mentioned that there was something they needed to talk about. For a moment, he wondered what it was. Surely his snark wasn’t that bad. His mind did a double take, “You got mad at Matt? And lived to tell the tale?” No one got mad at the Admiral without him biting someone’s head in course of it. He wondered which poor soul got it. He and Travis had tested Matt’s patience’s over the years and were still alive. He was sure that Matt hadn’t cooled down his bubbling anger towards him in regards to Codwen, just yet.

When she took his hand in hers, he was baffled, frowned a little but said something. He wasn’t sure what the gesture meant, his train of thought was cut short when she said those two words. He was sure that his brain had stopped working altogether. He stared at her like she was ghost or something. He moved his lips to get the word out, “Pregnant?” His mind was slowly booting up again. “I…” there was a weak laugh, “Can I have a moment to wrap this around my head?” She did drop a bombshell afterall. Pregnant another galaxy did not mix.

Oh boy, they were going to be parents.

And there was no way he could keep this quiet and not tell Matt, his cousin was going to bury him alive.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

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Yes she had gotten mad at someone like The Admiral and lived to tell the tale, he was a human, not some all powerful alien who could destroy her with one look, while she respected him, she did not fear him enough to hold her tongue when she felt she needed to speak, especially when it came to matters like this. 

“Pregnant?”

Isabelle slowly nodded and gave him a nervous smile, “I…” it was interesting to see the usually well versed Captain suddenly be at a loss for words, “Can I have a moment to wrap this around my head?” she nodded again and leaned away from him, "Take the time you need." she said quietly, "I haven't decided on anything yet, I still can't figure out what the hell I will even do..." Isabelle ran a hand through her hair and sighed, she glanced down to her stomach and scoffed, "Of all things..I did not expect this to happen, I always thought I'd die out here before something like this happened." though she did not plan on dying, when she finally left this world, it would be from Earth, not some alien planet, Isabelle looked up to Bobby again, her eyes meeting his again, "Matt is going to kill us." she told him. 

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