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Sequel to: Meddling

Spoilers: Anything's up for grabs. This takes place after S8.

Still Meddling

Ch. 1 What's Going On?

As the blue event horizon of the wormhole dissipated, Jacob Carter made his way down the metal ramp. He smiled when he saw Jack enter the gate room.

"Jacob!" Jack welcomed the older man, a grin spreading across his face.

"Jack," Jacob greeted him warmly, shaking his hand. "I got a message that you sent for me? What is it?" Whatever the news was, it couldn't be too bad. Not with Jack grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

Jack motioned towards his office. "Come on."

Jacob followed, a bit suspicious. It had been about a month since he'd been on Earth. When he'd left, his daughter was engaged to be married. Before he'd gone, Jacob had dropped a pretty clear hint to Jack that he did not approve. But had he taken the initiative?

"So, where you been?" Jack asked as they climbed the stairs.

"A mission-recovering operatives. It kept me tied up for a few weeks. I was given the message as soon as I returned."

"Did it go well?"

"More or less. I'll just say it wasn't a complete failure," Jacob replied, grimacing slightly.

"Mmm… I know the feeling," Jack sympathized.

Jacob sat down across from Jack, who settled behind his desk. "Well, you're just in time."

"For what, Jack?" Jacob asked curiously.

"My promotion party."

"Promotion?"

"Two stars, Jake," Jack answered, leaning back in his chair.

"Major General? Congratulations!" He smiled broadly at the younger man. Jack certainly deserved the promotion.

"Thanks. It comes with the whole Head of Homeworld Security job," he shrugged.

"George's post?"

"He's retiring in a few days. I ship out soon."

"You're leaving the SGC?" Jacob asked, confused.

Jack looked a bit crestfallen. "Yeah. I know it's in Washington, but I wouldn't trust anyone else with the job… Anyway, since you're my favorite Tok'ra, I thought I'd tell you first."

"Your favorite Tok'ra, am I?" Jacob said skeptically, crossing his arms.

"Yes. And you are the most likely operative they'd send this way. Oh, come on Jacob. You know I like you," Jack told him, pretending to be hurt.

"I was just kidding, Jack. So who is assuming command here?"

"Hank Landry."

Jacob nodded. "He's a decent guy. So...a party, Jack?" Jacob asked, trying to lighten the mood. Jack seemed a bit down since he'd mentioned his leaving.

"Not a party per se. A small gathering of friends. Me, Sam, Danny, and T. Tonight at her place. You're more than welcome to come," Jack offered, picking up his phone.

Jacob's eyes narrowed slightly. He'd just called his daughter Sam. Interesting. He watched as Jack dialed and waited for someone to pick up.

"Hey…Dad's here…yeah, just now…my office…okay…okay…bye." Jack set the phone down, a small smile on his face. "Carter's coming."

Now it was back to Carter, but he'd called him dad. What was going on? Was Sam still engaged? Jack was moving to Washington? Something was up, and Jacob was going to get to the bottom of it.

TBC in 'Sam and Dad'