"General Hammond, sir."

"Yes, doctor?"

"I'm afraid Doctor Jackson is dying of radiation poisoning. It's reached the point we can't reverse it through ordinary medical means."

After a moment to take in the somber report of Doctor Janet Fraiser, General George Hammond nodded to Staff Sergeant Walter Harriman.

"Make the call," he said.

"Right away, sir." Harriman was already dialing. Some members of Stargate Command joked that Harriman was at times like Radar on "MASH."

Minutes later, a smiling Jonathan Kent approached the general in the briefing room of the Stargate Command base.

"Jonathan, thank you for getting here so quickly."

"Always happy to do what I can, general," Joanthan said as the two shook hands. "Especially considering what you and S-G-One do for all of us. Protecting us from the Goa'uld and who knows what else." The blond-haired farmer glanced around at the uniformed staff. "Thanks to all of you for your good work."

Lined up next to General Hammond, uniformed guards nodded cordially.

"I second that," Clark Kent said.

"I see you brought Clark as well," the general said.

"He's happy to help out, too, general. Especially if something unexpected comes through that Stargate of yours," Jonathan said with a little laugh.

"Plus any excuse to visit Stargate Command," Clark said with an impish smile. "And this time I didn't even have to use my super-speed to get inside."

"And we appreciate that, Clark," Hammond said with a hint of a smile. "Now let me explain the situation."

Minutes later, Jonathan held his hands over an unconscious Daniel Jackson, and a glowing yellow light poured out. Immediately, the uniformed archaeologist-linguist sat up and he looked understandably confused.

Conversely, Major Samantha Carter looked concerned.

"Daniel, how do you feel?" she asked.

Daniel thought for a moment as he held out his arms and flipped his hands around.

"I feel good," he decided. "Actually, I feel great. Never better."

"Uh-oh," Clark said. "Lana said that just before she was taken over by a witch."

"And I still don't appreciate her making me float around like that," Colonel Jack O'Neill said.

"Me, either, Jack," Clark said.

The massive Teal'c stood nearby and offered a slight bow.

"It is good to hear that you are well, Daniel Jackson."

"Thanks, Teal'c." Absent-mindedly, Daniel brushed back his hair. Martha Kent had commented once that his large bangs made him look like a little boy.

O'Neill stood with his arms crossed and eyebrows raised. "Danny, you understand I wouldn't let you just leave, right?"

"Sure, Jack."

Jonathan chuckled. "You sound like my wife, Colonel O-Neill."

"That's gotta be a first. But any comparison to Martha Kent I'll take as a compliment."

"You should," Clark said.

Wearing a serious sincere look, General Hammond approached the blond farmer.

"Jonathan, once again we're in your debt."

"Think nothing of it, General Hammond." A smiling Jonathan glanced over at Clark. "It's nice to be able to save lives the way my son does. Even if it is with power on loan from Jor-El."

That was when the room filled with another kind of glow, a warm white glow. A figure appeared. He looked just like Daniel, complete with uniform and slightly confused look. Though he didn't look nearly as confused as the original Daniel sitting up in bed.

General Hammond reached for a phone but the new arrival held out a hand and spoke in Daniel's voice.

"You don't need to call security, general."

As the general stood frozen, O'Neill lifted his eyebrows as he addressed their guest.

"And you are?"

The Daniel look-a-like started to speak when Carter jumped in.

"Are you a Daniel from an alternate reality?"

The visitor crossed his arms over his uniform. "Not actually. I'm a cosmic being taking the form of Daniel Jackson."

"Why?" Daniel asked.

Duplicate Daniel shrugged. "As a kind of tribute to you. Also because I monitor multiple universes and all the things that go on in those universes. And being you is, well, kind of helpful."

"That's just swell," O'Neill said. "Should we call you other-Daniel? Or just Daniel the Second?"

"Cosmic Daniel is fine. Or just Daniel."

"Well, see, now that could get confusing."

"I'm actually here to help all of you remember how you and Clark worked together as a time travel team against You-Know-Who."

For a moment, Clark and the members of SG-1 looked puzzled and disoriented. Then they all groaned.

"Clark, you all right?" Jonathan asked.

"I'm fine, Dad." But Clark looked incredibly weary.

"S-G-One, are you all right?" General Hammond asked.

"For the most part," O'Neill said in a groaning voice. "Except I remember You-Know-Who. Ugh. I hated that guy."

"We all do, Jack," Daniel said, his legs now dangling over the side of the bed.

Slightly bent over, O'Neill held a hand to his head. "Do you know that guy once gave me the head of Homer Simpson?"

"Colonel, maybe I should take a look at you," Fraiser suggested.

"You could, but how exactly will looking in my eye stop me from hating You-Know-Who?"

Clark wore his squinty-look face. "Is You-Know-Who back?"

"There's a new situation," Cosmic Daniel said. "Q has gone insane and it's causing alternate worlds to merge together."

"Well, that sounds like a tough situation," O'Neill said. "Good luck with that. Thanks for dropping by."

"We need you as a team to fix it."

O'Neill waved his hand. "Get the Guardians of the Galaxy to do it or the Avengers. Or both. I really don't care."

Hammond frowned. "The Avengers? They aren't even real."

"Oh, yes, they are," Daniel said, now standing as he studied his arms again.

"They are in fact quite real, General Hammond."

"I'm afraid Teal'c's right, sir," Carter said.

"We actually worked with them once," O'Neill said.

"I don't remember that," Clark said.

"You were off somewhere else, Clark," O'Neill said.

"Your memory will come back to you in steps and stages," Cosmic Daniel said.

"Not sure I want to remember." Again, O'Neill waved his hand. "Tell you what. Get Captain Kirk and Spock to help you. Or Captain Picard and the X-Men. I hear those guys are good."

"We need people with knowledge of Smallville and Stargate Command. You guys will be in charge of fixing alternate worlds that blend together elements of your two worlds."

"Teach the Avengers about us," O'Neill said. "Or how about Wesley and the Traveler? Those guys probably have nothing better to do."

"We need you guys," Cosmic Daniel said with some firmness.

"All right," O'Neill sighed. "Let's do this so we can get back home to Smallville."

C-Daniel winced slightly. "You guys don't actually live in Smallville." He pointed back and forth. "Originally, your two worlds were separate. Once Q went insane, your two worlds merged together." C-Daniel used his hands to gesture merging.

Clark made his wrinkled-eyebrow face. "That doesn't seem possible. For as long as I can remember, the Stargate has always been in Smallville."

"Part of an old missile silo next to the old McAllister farm," Jonathan said. "And, no offense, S-G-One, but I've always had concerns about that. Along with the toxins pumped out by Luthorcorp, is the Stargate helping to create all these meteor freaks?"

"Of course not," O'Neill said.

"Now's not the time, Jonathan," Daniel said.

"Yeah, now's not the time, Dad," Clark said.

"You must be mistaken," General Hammond said. "Smallville was chosen precisely because it's a normal small town."

"Never mind there's a super-powered teen here," O'Neill said.

"And along with the Goa'uld, we get an occasional Kryptonian invader," Carter said.

"Not to mention meteor freaks." Daniel nodded to Jonathan.

"Be that as it may," the general said, "the idea of alternate realities is ridiculous."

"General, if you recall, Daniel and I..."

"Not now, Major Carter."

O'Neill shrugged. "Besides, what's the big deal if our two worlds got mashed together? I don't mind having Jonathan Kent as a neighbor."

"I appreciate that, colonel."

"No problem there, Jonathan. We'll go fishing this weekend. Assuming, you know, we can find a place where there aren't actually any fish."

Jonathan laughed. "Like the pond at your cabin."

"I like having dinner at the Kents," Daniel said quietly.

"Martha Kent's cherry pie is most satisfying and delicious," Teal'c said.

"Ah, yes, dinner at the Kents," O'Neill said. "Even with their powers, they're real salt-of-the-earth types." O'Neill's eyebrows shot up. "Even that dog of theirs, Shelby, is nice."

"We like having all of you over to the house," Jonathan said with a light chuckle.

"You're welcome any time," Clark said with a smile and a nod.

"What else do we like about Smallville?" O'Neill asked.

"I like talking to Lana at the Talon," Carter said with a grin.

Daniel turned to her. "I like talking to Pete and Chloe."

"They like talking to you guys," Clark said.

"Good."

"Yeah, good to hear, Clark."

Clark shrugged. "Even if you have to, you know, hide stuff about the Stargate."

Carter grinned. "I suppose Chloe's got a conspiracy theory about that."

"Oh, yeah," Clark said.

"I enjoy the football games in Smallville."

"As evidenced by the happy look on your face, Teal'c," O'Neill said.

"At these games, I often say 'Kree, Crows.'"

Again, Clark winced. "It's 'Go, Crows,' Teal'c."

"I prefer 'Kree.'"

Lifting his eyebrows, O'Neill turned to Cosmic Daniel. "There. You see? We're all good here.,"

With crossed arms, C-Daniel responded with a slight wince. "Sorry to tell you, guys, but unless you fix these altered worlds, everyone and everything will be destroyed."

"Of course it will," O'Neill sighed.

"You won't be alone," C-Daniel said. "Stand by to hear the voice of the Guardian."

"That's who guided us last time," Clark explained to his dad.

"The Guardian is actually the Guardian of Forever from an episode of 'Star Trek' called 'The City on the Edge of Forever.' A more advanced version really."

"He doesn't need to know all that, Daniel."

"This Guardian speaks to you?" Jonathan asked.

"You bet he does," O'Neill said. "And there's nothing I like better than hearing that guy's voice all the time."

A cheery female voice spoke. "Hey, Clark! Hey, S-G-One! What's up? What's shaking? What's the haps?"

Jonathan made a face. "I thought you said this Guardian was a he."

Carter made a face, a confused one. "That doesn't sound like the Guardian."

"It sounds like the voice of Lois Lane," Teal'c said.

Now Clark made a face. "Why'd it have to be Lois?"

"Yeah, about that," Cosmic Daniel said, almost apologetically. "The Guardian talks in different voices now. Because of the whole Q-going-insane thing, the Guardian's a little insane, too."

"Well, that makes me feel really confident about getting from place to place," O'Neill said.

"Oh, don't worry," C-Daniel said. "The other cosmic beings and I will guide your movements. You'll just hear, you know, different voices."

"Great," O'Neill said. "Then we can feel insane, too."

Again, Carter made a face. "Why do I feel like the Guardian might turn into HAL from 'Two-Thousand-One?'"

"I'm worried about that, too, Sam."

"Me three."

"Me four."

"Indeed."

"I'm with you, Teal'c," Jonathan said.

"As am I," General Hammond said as he turned to C-Daniel. "How do I know S-G-One and Clark will be safe?"

The Guardian spoke in the voice of the robot from "Lost In Space."

"Warning! Danger! Warning, Clark and S-G-One! Warning!"

"That'swhat I'll say when there's danger," the Guardian explained in the voice of Lois Lane.

"Oh, that won't get old any time soon," O'Neill said.

"Make it so!" the Guardian growled in the voice of Captain Picard.

"Is he, she, it going to just say things like that for no reason?" O'Neill asked.

Cosmic Daniel stood with his arms crossed. "I assure you, General Hammond, we will be guiding them and watching them every step of the way."

"And I think you've seen what this other Daniel can do, George," Jonathan said.

General Hammond considered for a moment, with O'Neill all the while giving him a raised-eyebrow look.

"I'm satisified," the general decided. "S-G-One and Clark, prepare for departure."

"Actually, general, when Clark is with us, we're all of us together called S-G-One," Daniel said.

"Very well."

Clark turned to his father. "Don't worry, Dad. I went away before. I came back."

"Do what you have to do, Clark," Jonathan said with a hand on his son's shoulder. "Save us all. Make us proud."

General Hammond nodded. "Godspeed, S-G-One."

C-Daniel waved his hand. Instantly, the Stargate was fully activated.

"If you can do things like that," O'Neill said, "why do you need us?"

"You'll find out as you go, Jack."

"Do we have a go, sir?" Clark asked with a grin.

"To Oz," O'Neill said, and they all stepped forward.