"Not my commanding officer," TJ corrected carefully, "but an officer that outranks me. Outranks us both."

From TJ's perspective, in most things, it was easier to beg forgiveness than ask permission, but since Colonel Sheppard had had an assignment like hers, she wondered how he got around telling people. How much he told. She wasn't really going to ask so much as see how much she should tell.

Giving a wave over her shoulder as she left, she tossed him a smile as she hit the door and then disappeared.