Chapter 1: The Lost Son
"What do you mean we can't see our son?" Jack looked directly at the 20 something man in a suit, looking like the vein on his neck would burst. "I am an Air Force General, I have command of one of the highest classified Facilities on the planet, and my classification is third to the president and General Hammond! Now, unless you want the Air Force to make camp and take over operations here, I suggest you let me see the man in charge and have him explain to me why we can't even see our 8 year old son. Now!"
Jack had never used his General Status to get anything in his life, but when your child who you thought was dead for the past 9 years was alive and being held in quarantine, he was capable of very useful intimidation.
When Charlie had first gone missing, they thought that he had simply run to a friends house. They searched for a year non-stop, but when they couldn't find him, Jack went into a state of depression. It was what led him to sign up fro a suicide mission to Abados.
Little did he know was that that mission where he had gone to die, had actually given him a reason to live. He had found a fight against the Gu'auld that had given him a sort of surrogate family. But now, almost a decade after they had lost him, here he was. Charlie hadn't aged a day, and he must be so scared. Alone with 4,399 complete strangers and Jack couldn't think straight knowing that he was mere feet away from holding his child again.
The young man obviously knew that this man in front of him wasn't going to be ignored, so he phoned to the supervisor of the Seattle branch of Home Security, Dennis Ryland. Jack was told they could go into his office, "General what can I do for you? I hope that you realize that Homeland Security is a civilian operation and that you have no jurisdiction here."
"I am here as a father," Jack stated, knowing that speaking calmly would get better results from the head of a command, "My 8 year old son, Charlie O'Neill, is one of the returnees. His mother is waiting out there. I understand all about National Security. It's what I've spent my whole life on, but we just want to see our son."
Ryland nodded. They were able to talk to their son, but only through plate glass. Jack knew that that wasn't enough, but it was a start. He would get his son out of this place, if he had to use every resource at his disposal, right up to the Asgard and the Tok'ra.