A/N: Okay, this is my first CI fanfic, so I went for an easier one than doing a fullblown Law & Order CI story: I did a C/O with my usual fandom: SG1. I wouldn't read this if you're unfamiliar with SG1 and CI. It takes place during Season 5 of CI, and at the begining of Season Nine of SG1.

CICICI

Detective Robert Goren looked at the ream of papers in his hands with a sigh – he couldn't crack this code. As far as he knew there was really only one person who could help him with it, but that person had dropped off the face of the Earth a few years before, and he had no way to track him down.

Unless… Goren picked up his phone and dialed the number for one of his friends from his days in the Army. It rang only once before his old friend answered; "O'Neill."

"Jack O'Neill? It's Robert Goren," Bobby said, hoping the other man would remember him from his days overseas in the Army.

"Bobby?" the man on the other end asked curiously.

"Yeah."

"Hey, man! What's up?"

Bobby looked up as his partner, Alex Eames, walked in. He took in her tailored, gray pant suit and red shirt that hugged her body very seductively, in a glance. "Umm … I need you to find someone for me."

"What? No: hello, Jack, how are you doing?" came an annoyed voice on the other end.

Bobby sighed as he began to remember the peculiar nature of his old friend. "Hello, Jack. Sorry I forgot to keep in touch. How have you been lately?"

"Good, good. Well, the knees are bothering me again, and the back is giving me grief but that's not new. How's things there?"

"Oh, not too bad." Bobby shrugged at Eames gave him a questioning look, "Hey, I finally found a long term partner at the MCS."

"Really? That's great, Bobby. How long have you two been working together?"

"Four years, give or take." Alex's look turned to a scowl as she started to complete some forms she'd left undone the night before. "So, the reason for my call is that I need you to find someone for me." At that she looked up: Wasn't finding people their job? "His name is Dr. Daniel Jackson. He has a Ph.D. in Egyptology."

Jack had gone suspiciously silent on the other end. After a few uncomfortable moments of that he said, "What do you need Jackson for, Bobby?"

"I … uh … have something here that needs decoded. It's written in some language that I can't identify and I remember him being a genius when it comes to languages."

There was only a short pause before Jack responded, "I'll have him there tomorrow morning, Bobby," and hung up the phone.

Goren hung up the phone and found the amused face of his partner watching him. "What?" he asked curiously.

Alex smirked at Bobby, "You just called someone else a genius. You mean you're not the only one?"

"Funny, Eames, funny. As it happens, Daniel Jackson is one of the top minds on languages in the world."

Alex raised her eyebrows, "And how exactly are we getting him to decode this damn code for us?"

Bobby shrugged, "I know someone."

"Right…"

SG1SG1

Jack looked down at his phone, the shit-eating grin on his face the only evidence of his good, smug mood. He'd met Robert Goren while he'd been on a stint in Germany after getting out of Iraq. Bobby was a good guy – strange, but good.

There was a knock on his door, "Come."

The familiar head of his secretary, Gertrude Crow, popped in, "General O'Neill? There's a Dr. Jackson, a Mr. Murray and a Ms. Mal Doran here to see you, sir."

"Send them in, Trudy," Jack said with a smile to his fifty year old and perfect secretary, "And thanks for the cake yesterday – it was really good."

Trudy smiled warmly, "Only the best for you, sir," she said before popping back out of his office and sending in his three guests.

Jack grinned as Daniel, Teal'c and Vala entered his office. Standing he said, "T! Buddy, I like what you did with your hair. Danny boy! Long time no see. And you must be Vala. I've heard rather a lot about you."

Vala smiled seductively, rather pleased with herself for being known by this man, "I'm pleased to meet you, General. Daniel has told me only to expect a level of 'sarcasm to rival my own'."

Jack raised an eyebrow as he shook Vala's outstretched hand, "Well, I'll keep that in mind. Now, have you guys finished your meetings with the Joint Chiefs about the budget for the SGC?"

"Yeah, we just got done with the last one. We wanted to see you before we left for Colorado," Daniel said.

Jack nodded, "Glad to see I merit some consideration, Daniel. Now, I have some news for you. You're not going back to Colorado just yet."

"Why?" Daniel asked warily, wondering what had happened.

"Do you know someone named Robert Goren?" Jack asked, sitting down in his chair and leaning back.

Daniel's eyes lit up with recognition and … was that excitement? "Yeah, he came to a few of my lectures after college. One of the few people to actually stay until the end. Not to mention that he would debate with me about them afterward. Why? What's wrong with Bobby?"

Jack shrugged, "Nothing's wrong with Bobby. He just called me asking to get you to New York City to decode something for him. I was just wondering how you knew him, that's all."

"When do we leave?"

A/N: So? What do you guys think of my first attempt? I promise there will be lots of detective action, as well as SG1 bad guys. Please review.