Author's Note: The HTML tags aren't working for me and they're making me
mad. The last names at the top are supposed to be in the middle.
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Tucker: Waking up in her own bed at home for a change was nice, as Liz realized that today began the first day of a week off for SG-1. She got up slowly and grabbed her pajama pants on her way towards the kitchen. She didn't really have anything planned for the day, so she figured she just hang out in the city.
Just as she was fixing a bowl of cereal, her doorbell rang. Grabbing her robe, she went to see who it was.
Looking through the peephole, she saw a strange person, "I don't want any."
"Lt. Tucker, I need to speak with you", the person said, waiting for the door to open.
"Who are you and what do you want?" she asked, not wanting to be bothered.
"I'm Matthew Mallory of the Nightly News", he replied, sounding eager to enter the rented house.
"What ever it is, just please go away", she told him through the door, turning away from it.
"I'll be back", he promised, walking away.
Glad that he was gone, she sat back down to her soggy cereal. After the first spoonful, her phone rang.
"What now?" she asked no one in particular as she answered her phone, "Hello?"
"Lieutenant, this is General Hammond. Meet me in the park at noon", a familiar voice told her.
"Aye sir", she said, unnecessarily straightening as he hung up.
She tossed her cereal in the sink and dressed in her Air Force uniform, not knowing what else to wear in front of a two-star when on vacation from work.
In a matter of minutes, her calm day had gotten very busy as she put on her cap and walked out the door, locking it behind her. She climbed into her jeep, and drove out of the driveway she had arrived in only last night. She drove to the park and stepped out, looking for General Hammond.
Hammond:
He was waiting on a bench, waiting to tell Elizabeth the good news. Soon, she was in site, and he beckoned her over to the stiff seat he was on. She was in her uniform, where as he was in a comfortable shirt and slacks. He smiled proudly as she took the offered seat.
"General, you called me?" she asked, getting right down to business.
"Yes, I did, Elizabeth. Tomorrow, you need to report back to the mountain", he said, smiling broadly at the second lieutenant.
She frowned, "But sir, we only just left the mountain last night."
"I know, Elizabeth, but Colonel O'Neill and I have a surprise for you", he said, arising.
"Me, sir?" she asked, not understanding.
He simply nodded, heading back to his own vehicle to go back to Cheyenne Mountain. Once inside, he sat there, watching her climb into her own vehicle, looking dumbfounded, and driving away. He grinned and drove back to whence he came, the message being delivered.
O'Neill:
Jack crumpled up another piece of paper and threw it towards the overflowing wastebasket. He had been up since dawn, and still no speech for Tucker's ceremony tomorrow. He grabbed another cup of coffee and sat back down.
'Today we honor a dedicated soldier, who has rightfully earned the rank of First Lieutenant', he started writing.
Shaking his head, he kept writing, deciding just to say what ever comes off of his pen tip.
Honestly, he was thrilled she was being promoted. She really deserved it by now. Heck, she should already be Captain! She was a great team member and friend. She was a wonderful asset to SG-1.
~Hey, that sounded good...~ He thought, scribbling that down on the paper.
His speech was almost done. He could finally get some good grub and get on with the day.
Once he was done, he placed it into a folder and put the folder in his truck so he wouldn't forget it. He decided to go back inside and see if Teal'c was awake yet to see what he wanted for lunch.
Upon arrival in front of Teal'c's door in Jack's house, Jack knocked on the wood and waited for a response from his Jaffa friend.
"Come in, O'Neill", Teal'c responded from inside.
Jack did so, and looked around the clean room before his brown eyes rested on his house guest.
"So, what do you want for lunch?" Jack asked, smiling.
"I have no preference, O'Neill; however, our friends might enjoy eating outdoors", Teal'c responded, arising.
Jack stood silent for a moment before comprehending, "Oh, you want to invite the team over for a cook-out."
"Is that not what I said?" Teal'c asked, arching an eyebrow.
"I suppose so," Jack said under his breath, "Hey, I'll call them over, you can start setting up back there."
Teal'c bowed his head in acknowledgement and walked out of the room. Jack picked up the phone and called them over.
***
Tucker: Waking up in her own bed at home for a change was nice, as Liz realized that today began the first day of a week off for SG-1. She got up slowly and grabbed her pajama pants on her way towards the kitchen. She didn't really have anything planned for the day, so she figured she just hang out in the city.
Just as she was fixing a bowl of cereal, her doorbell rang. Grabbing her robe, she went to see who it was.
Looking through the peephole, she saw a strange person, "I don't want any."
"Lt. Tucker, I need to speak with you", the person said, waiting for the door to open.
"Who are you and what do you want?" she asked, not wanting to be bothered.
"I'm Matthew Mallory of the Nightly News", he replied, sounding eager to enter the rented house.
"What ever it is, just please go away", she told him through the door, turning away from it.
"I'll be back", he promised, walking away.
Glad that he was gone, she sat back down to her soggy cereal. After the first spoonful, her phone rang.
"What now?" she asked no one in particular as she answered her phone, "Hello?"
"Lieutenant, this is General Hammond. Meet me in the park at noon", a familiar voice told her.
"Aye sir", she said, unnecessarily straightening as he hung up.
She tossed her cereal in the sink and dressed in her Air Force uniform, not knowing what else to wear in front of a two-star when on vacation from work.
In a matter of minutes, her calm day had gotten very busy as she put on her cap and walked out the door, locking it behind her. She climbed into her jeep, and drove out of the driveway she had arrived in only last night. She drove to the park and stepped out, looking for General Hammond.
Hammond:
He was waiting on a bench, waiting to tell Elizabeth the good news. Soon, she was in site, and he beckoned her over to the stiff seat he was on. She was in her uniform, where as he was in a comfortable shirt and slacks. He smiled proudly as she took the offered seat.
"General, you called me?" she asked, getting right down to business.
"Yes, I did, Elizabeth. Tomorrow, you need to report back to the mountain", he said, smiling broadly at the second lieutenant.
She frowned, "But sir, we only just left the mountain last night."
"I know, Elizabeth, but Colonel O'Neill and I have a surprise for you", he said, arising.
"Me, sir?" she asked, not understanding.
He simply nodded, heading back to his own vehicle to go back to Cheyenne Mountain. Once inside, he sat there, watching her climb into her own vehicle, looking dumbfounded, and driving away. He grinned and drove back to whence he came, the message being delivered.
O'Neill:
Jack crumpled up another piece of paper and threw it towards the overflowing wastebasket. He had been up since dawn, and still no speech for Tucker's ceremony tomorrow. He grabbed another cup of coffee and sat back down.
'Today we honor a dedicated soldier, who has rightfully earned the rank of First Lieutenant', he started writing.
Shaking his head, he kept writing, deciding just to say what ever comes off of his pen tip.
Honestly, he was thrilled she was being promoted. She really deserved it by now. Heck, she should already be Captain! She was a great team member and friend. She was a wonderful asset to SG-1.
~Hey, that sounded good...~ He thought, scribbling that down on the paper.
His speech was almost done. He could finally get some good grub and get on with the day.
Once he was done, he placed it into a folder and put the folder in his truck so he wouldn't forget it. He decided to go back inside and see if Teal'c was awake yet to see what he wanted for lunch.
Upon arrival in front of Teal'c's door in Jack's house, Jack knocked on the wood and waited for a response from his Jaffa friend.
"Come in, O'Neill", Teal'c responded from inside.
Jack did so, and looked around the clean room before his brown eyes rested on his house guest.
"So, what do you want for lunch?" Jack asked, smiling.
"I have no preference, O'Neill; however, our friends might enjoy eating outdoors", Teal'c responded, arising.
Jack stood silent for a moment before comprehending, "Oh, you want to invite the team over for a cook-out."
"Is that not what I said?" Teal'c asked, arching an eyebrow.
"I suppose so," Jack said under his breath, "Hey, I'll call them over, you can start setting up back there."
Teal'c bowed his head in acknowledgement and walked out of the room. Jack picked up the phone and called them over.