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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nuke261" data-source="post: 994233" data-attributes="member: 11182">The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal AirportGoldsboro, North Carolina2:45pm, Late Spring 2003The soft rumbling of the plane, the cozy, partialy reclined chair, the hours of constant activity all took a tremendous toll on Lieutenant Commander Durant.  In other words, he was out!  A soft breeze blew through the air, comforting and cooling.  Criag raised his head to see that he was laying on a giant matress, covered with large, fluffy pillows.  The breeze seemed to be coming from everywhere.  That was because he was outside!  The warm sunshine felt wonderful with the breeze.  He felt like a cat napping on a window.  Those doors spread out around him were a bit odd.  Those must be stargates!  Then came the feeling of someone rubbing his hair.  Fingers through his hair.  Yes, he knew where this was going.  Now his forehead was being kissed, no licked!  Craig smiled, keeping his eyes closed he thought to himself, Lorelai really has a rough tongue. Durant seemed relaxed for the first time since his adventure began.  A smile appeared on his face as he nestled into his chair to enjoy the rest of his well earned nap.  He made no attempts to remove the cat perched above him.</blockquote>