Revealed

Author: Louise Mills

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Summary: O'Neill has to face up to who he really is. MacGyver Crossover

Rating: 15 British/PG-13 American

Author's Note: Please note I am no good grammar, so if anyone wants to be my beta reader please email me. This is my first Stargate SG-1 Fan fiction. Jack and Sam story.

Chapter One, Part One,

Colonel Jack O'Neill woke up suddenly from the sound of the telephone ringing. Still half asleep he climbed out of bed and stumbled over to the phone, and he quickly snatched the receiver.

"O'Neill." He mumbled loudly down the mouth piece.

"Oh, sorry I must have got the wrong number. I was looking for MacGyver. He wouldn't live with you would he?" A women's voice flowed into the Colonel's ear. A chill flowed through the Colonel's heart when the women asked for MacGyver, he felt like asking the women how she came by his number and why did she want to contact MacGyver, but he decided against it as it would seem a little suspicious.

"No sorry, and I don't think the previous owner was named MacGyver either. It's a very uncommon name. Sorry I can't be much help." Jack answered her question calmly, even though he didn't feel anything like it inside.

"Oh thank you anyway, sorry for phoning at this hour and waking you."

"Don't worry about it; I needed to get up anyway. So thanks." Jack said, charming the polite spoken women, who started to chuckle when he thanked her for getting him up.

"Okay then, it was no problem. Well thank you for your information I better try and find the right telephone number, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Jack greeted her back, and once he heard she had hanged up the phone, he had placed the receiver down and quietly said, "Kelly."

Dazed from the conversion he had a minute ago with the women who he realised was Kelly, he dropped down on to the couch beside him, in shock. Thoughts were rushing through his mind like, 'what if she was in trouble, why didn't I tell who I was after I realised it was her.' He shook his head to try and get rid of his thoughts, he had decided after all, he made his decision, and now he better stick by that choice. He reasoned he better try and get a few more hours of sleep before he arrived at the base for that morning's briefing, so slowly he started to make his way back to his bedroom.

"Sir? Sir?" A voice said. It seemed to come from a long distance away.

"Sir? Please respond. Sir, Are you okay?" The voice said again, but this time a lot slower then before, his mind then registered someone was waving his or her hands in front of his eyes. He realised that someone was trying to catch his attention; He looked at the person who was waving their hands, he saw his second in command Major Samantha Carter crouching down in front of him, and General George Hammond, Daniel Jackson, and Teal'c standing behind her.

The minute Sam saw recognition in her commanders eyes relief flooded her, and she let a big sigh.

"Oh Sir, are you okay? You zoned out on us about five minutes ago." Sam answered the question that Jack was about to ask.

"Sorry." Jack weakly said, embarrassed. "And yes, I feel fine."

"Well Colonel, let me be the judge of that. I want you to go down and see Dr Fraiser." General Hammond said, concern for his second in command was heard clearly in his tone, the Colonel became more alert when he heard the name Dr. Fraiser.

"Sir! I'm fine, I don't need to see Fraiser." Jack argued.

"I beg to differ, I have known you for six years now, since you have come to be under my command, not once have you been unresponsive or have you zoned out like you have today. Meaning you will have a full medical performed on you by the good doctor, and if I have to have a few SF officers to drag you down to the infirmary to make sure you arrive, I will. Is that understood Colonel?" Hammond continued, a little peed that the Colonel had tried to defer what he had asked him to do out of concern. Hammond had the feeling that something was bothering Jack instead of something being wrong with him, but he had to be sure, that's why he had ordered the Colonel to have a full medical.

"Yes Sir, I understand completely." Jack answered a little subdued; he was kicking himself mentally for thinking about Kelly, and the bag of worms that would be released if anyone found out who he really was, and why he kept so many aspects to his personality hidden. He was now determined to stay alerted from that minute on; he didn't want them to find out the things he was hiding, as he couldn't lose their friendship. He was absolutely sure he would lose their friendship if they found out.

"Major, accompany the Colonel down to the infirmary." Hammond ordered Sam, he was determined to make sure Jack made it the infirmary.

"Yes S.."

"No need General I know where the infirmary is." Jack interrupted Sam. He did a quick turnabout and marched out of the conference room, fuming that the General didn't trust him to make his own way to the infirmary, after he was given a direct order.

"I shouldn't have ordered you to accompany him, as he now seems to be angry." Hammond said to Sam.

Hammond picked up the phone on the conference room table, he figured he should warn Dr. Fraiser that a very angry Colonel O'Neill was headed her way, and to give him a full medical examination.

"Doctor, Colonel O'Neill is on his way down and he's in a bad mood. I want you to perform a full medical on him, we, me and the rest of SG-1 that is, are concerned about him after he was unresponsive for five minutes." Hammond said quickly down the mouth piece.

"Yes Sir! Of course." The Doctor's voice echoed in his ear.

"Thank you, doctor. I want to the know the medical findings, if any, as soon as you get the results."

"Yes Sir." She answered again, and she placed the phone down.

"Well let's hope now she has a little bit of a heads up!" Hammond said to the room, where the remaining members of SG-1 started smiling, knowing all Fraiser had to do was threaten to use huge needles to make the Colonel more controllable.

"Well, there's no use to continue with the briefing while Colonel O'Neill is in the infirmary. The mission you were due to embark on in an hour will be postponed until the Colonel's health is determined. Dismissed!" General wearily said to remaining members of SG-1, who were still standing behind the chair that once held the Colonel, all now were wearing very concern faces towards the commanding officer of their unit.

Jack rushed out of the elevator, not caring he had just nearly knocked over one of the civilian scientist that the air force employed, he proceed towards the double doors of the infirmary. The nearer he got to the infirmary he stopped suddenly he realised he should calm down, as the doctor wouldn't be bothered about using huge, painful needles to subdue him. Closing his eyes and running his hands through his hair then placing them over his face, he started to try and control the temper that started to show up in the conference room, towards his commanding officer. He knew Hammond wouldn't put his temper against him concerning the events, and thank god again for such an understanding and forgiving commander, he now had the pleasure of serving under.

Having gotten his temper under control again, he strolled through the double doors of the infirmary. Where he was greeted by Doctor Janet Fraiser, preparing a large needle that she was about to administer to an unprepared junior officer.

"Welcome Colonel, I've been expecting you. Please take a seat on one of the other beds, and I be with you as soon as I have finished with Private Jenkins." Janet said, cheerfully; too cheerfully for the colonel's liking. He noticed the evil glint in her eyes as she approached Jenkins, whom was leaning over the bed, with his trousers slightly pulled down for the shot the doctor was about to administer.

"I should have known you would be expecting me." Jack said. Shortly after a loud yelp was heard from Jenkins and Jack winced. He hoped Janet wouldn't need to give him a shot, as she liked to use her patients asses as dart boards.

"You can go now. Come back in a week and we'll see if the antibiotics are working, good day." She said, while smiling like a Cheshire cat to Jenkins whom grumbled at her. Jack watched as Jenkins tried to hurry out of the infirmary, rubbing his ass as he went.

"Colonel." Janet greeted him again, setting up the equipment she would need on the table beside his bed, for his full medical exam.

"I hope you don't have to give me a shot." Jack stated, still staring at the door Jenkins went hobbling through.

"I will only require giving you a shot if I find something wrong. There isn't anything wrong is here?" She question. Concerned about her favorite Colonel based at the mountain.

"Not as far as I am aware of." He answered, and she looked doubtfully at him. The most logical explanation for his unresponsive period would be that there was something wrong, but he did say 'aware of' she reminded herself.

"Okay then, lets get this exam on the way. It should only take about an hour."

"An hour!" Jack blurted out. Janet laughed at the response.

Peter Thorton was the CEO of The Phoenix Foundation, he was sitting behind his desk reading an e-mail he just received from Kelly Dolton, he had asked her to contact MacGyver last night as he needed his help. The way MacGyver just one day upped and left without telling anymore, the only possible chance of getting in contact with MacGyver would be through someone he really trusted and had known for a long time, so he recruited Kelly to help. Of course at one time he would defiantly had said he was one the people
MacGyver trusted the most, but when he left it hurt Peter immensely and he felt a little resentment towards MacGyver.

The e-mail stated that the number the operative had found for MacGyver was a wrong number, a person O'Neill had picked up the phone. It wasn't often that his operatives had got hold of wrong information, but not unheard of. He was concerned about the operative who had given him the information. He believed with all his being that the operative would not get the information wrong. He now had the uncontrollable urge to find out how the Foundation had found the number that was supposedly wrong.

He pushed a button on the intercom in front of them and waited for Nikki's voice to flow through.

"Nikki, could you get me Steven please, I need have a chat with him."

"Of course Pete, right away!"

Nikki disconnected the intercom connected to Peter's office; she knew that Peter wanted to speak to Steven as soon as possible. She knew everything that happen within the Phoenix Foundation, some people even wanted to know how she got hold of all the information, but some how she did. She knew this meeting would be about MacGyver, as he seemed to be the only one ever in the whole foundation that rattled Peter like he was now.

She picked up the phone and was about to dial the extension to the part of the building where operatives were located at, when the operative she had wanted to contact walked through the double doors in front of her. A little surprised she smiled at Steven as he walked up to her.

"Hello Lovely Nikki, how are you today?"

"I'm fine thanks, and you have just made my day a little bit less of a hassle. I was about to contact you, Peter has requested your presence immediately."

"That's not like him, any ideas what's it about?" Steven question, confused he had never been requested to see Peter in person, that only happen when his was due on a mission, and he wasn't due to go on one for another 5 days.

"MacGyver I think." Nikki answered. Steven, now a little unsettled, approached the door.

"Well, I better not hang about then." He said as he walked up to the door and knocked.

"Come in." Pete's voice boomed through the office. Steven opened the door and Pete greeted him with a huge smile.

"That was quick! Did you run over here like a bolt of lightening?" Pete asked, very amused.

"Nah, I walked through the doors as Nikki was about to phone! So I hear you wanted to talk to me about MacGyver." Steven answered and questioned, Pete chuckled heartedly.

"Nikki never ceases to amaze me with what she knows happening within the foundation." Pete mused. "And yes, it is about MacGyver. How did you come about his number, as I just received a message from Kelly stating the person on that number has never heard of MacGyver." He continued, Steven was now confused as he was sure he got the right number.

"I don't think that's possible. I near enough got the number from MacGyver himself." Steven started.

"What? From himself you didn't tell me you spoke to MacGyver?" Pete loudly spoke angrily.

"That's because I didn't sir!" Steven argued back, making Pete more confused. "Let me explain, you remembered a few months ago I had a mission in Denver!" Pete nodded his head remembering assigning Steven to Denver to help a friend with their security system. "Well one day for lunch I went to a diner, and MacGyver was there. He was sitting a few tables down talking quickly to someone. The only words I heard from the conversion was 'if you find anything call me on this number 478 555 7861,' so I took down the number. When I looked around to see if he was still there, he was gone!" Steven finished. Pete had his arms resting on the desk, his chin rested on his hands staring straight at Steven, thinking about what he had just heard.

"You sure it was MacGyver and not someone who slightly resembled him?" Pete asked, needing to confirm if Steven was absolutely sure.

"Absolutely sir, if it was someone who resembled him slightly I would say it wasn't MacGyver, if it wasn't MacGyver sir, then he has a identical twin brother walking around. We know he has no siblings, so, sorry sir, but I have to insist that the person at the diner was MacGyver." Steven argued. He had confidence Peter he was telling the truth.

"Okay, let's say it was MacGyver, and you had the right number where is MacGyver then?"

"It could have been MacGyver using an Alias name." Steven suggested.

"Yes! That's it! But I haven't heard MacGyver ever using the name O'Neill as an Alias, but he could of created it after in left the foundation. Okay this is what we are going to do, I want you to do research on this O'Neill person, but stay at the foundation because if he is MacGyver and thinks or knows something is observing he may leave and I can't risk that. Once we are sure this O'Neill is MacGyver we work out a plan to contact him." Pete ordered and Steven nodded agreeing with Pete's decision.

Janet looked up from the machine, where she was waiting for the test results of the colonel's blood test, and it seemed to take forever. She looked over at the colonel who was lying down on the bed and staring up at the ceiling, trying to look bored but Janet could see the concentration in his eyes. She was could tell the colonel was bothered by something now, but what? Her thoughts weren't interrupted by the loud beep that was omitted by the machine she was waiting for. She took the printed results, and looked down. She was puzzled, everything was normal, he didn't have elevated hormones levels that could account for the unresponsive period he seemed to go through in the conference room.

She looked back up at Jack and a plan formed in her head; she needed to see how alert he was. Walking out of her office towards the bed Jack was lying on, she made sure she wasn't quiet about it as well. He didn't even realise she had made it to the bed, which puzzled her more, wondering what could be troubling him so bad that he was no longer alert.

"Colonel?" She asked, and she got murmur back, 'okay' she thought 'maybe his was alert but didn't show it'

"I have your results, they are all negative."

"Of course." He answered.

"So I will tell the General that you are physical fit for duty again." Janet said again, she started to have the feeling he wasn't as alert as he should be and was answering automatically without knowing what he was saying.

"Okay."

"Colonel? I thought you should know, knowing that she is your second in command and all, Sam has decided to quit the Air Force and says fuck her career, all she wants to do is have you smothered in chocolate while she licks it off!" Janet whispered into the colonel's ear.

"That's nice." He automatically answered, monotonously. Janet couldn't help it, she burst out laughing at his response. At lest now she knew he wasn't listening, or paying attention.

Jack's mind was in a haze, it was working half the speed it usually did. So after hearing the Janet laughing like a hyena, he dragged himself back into the real world so to speak, he got confused, 'why is she laughing' he thought, 'okay Jack concentrate on the words she just said, 'results negative, okay there, nothing funny. Fit for duty, once again fine. Carter quitting the Air Force, so she can smother me in chocolate and lick off, what!'

"What?!" Jack shouted, he shot straight up into the sitting position. This made Janet laugh harder.

"That's not funny Janet!" He shouted at her, wanting her to stop laughing.

"Oh, I beg to differ. It's absolutely hilarious, now I know you weren't paying attention." Janet said, slowly calming herself down wanting to be serious about her next question. "What's bothering you Colonel?" She demanded.

"Nothing really, I'm just not sleeping right." He answered, Janet didn't believe him one bit about the loss of sleep distracting him, but just this once, she was going to let it slide. After all he was a very private person and liked to sort things out himself, but she decided that if he kept getting distracted she would force him to see Mackenzie.

"Okay Jack, you can go." She sighed.

"Thanks Doc!" he said while bouncing for the bed and out of the door.

"Hey Carter!" Jack said as he walked through his second in commands lab.

"Sir? What you doing here?"

"Been given a clean bill of health."

"That's good sir. Oh my book came through. You said you wanted a copy. Even though I don't know why, you wouldn't be able to understand anything in it."

"Carter, you wrote the book that's all that matters to me, so can you sign me my copy, so when your famous and all, I won't forget that I once knew this brilliant astrophysicist." Sam smiled, embarrassed by his comments. She opened her draw and took out the copy of her book she had got him, opened the cover and started to write a message. After finishing writing the message, she brought the book over to him.

"Sir, just so you know, it won't be 'once knew'. It'll be 'I know this brilliant astrophysicist'."

"Thanks, Sam." He quickly spoke, she smiled then he said her name, he hadn't said her name since the first year she started at the SGC.

End of Chapter One, part one, please review.