Sam looked up as one of the airman tapped on the door to her lab.
"Major Carter, there's a civilian here to see you. General Hammond says he's in the briefing room".
Sam sighed deeply. She was getting really backlogged with her lab work, since the team had been going out on frequent, almost daily missions lately. Still, she needed a break. She stretched her arms and rubbed the crick in her neck. " Thanks, I 'll be right there. "
When she got to the briefing room, she stopped short, surprised. Daniel, Teal'c and Jack were all ranged around the table, as well as General Hammond, looking very serious. And there was a man she would have put in his mid- to late twenties, that she didn't recognize, with dark steady brown eyes and hair, looking almost apprehensively at her.
"Major, this is Mr. Matthew Jones.He is here to see you especially, and given the circumstances, I have asked that SG1 be also present. Mr. Jones is here because... , well, I'll let him explain, " General Hammond said somewhat cautiously.
" I'm very glad to make your acquaintance at last, Major Carter, " the young man said to her in a pleasant voice. " I realize that you don't know me, but I feel that I know you very well indeed. You see, I am here to give you something. It was left in my care to give to you when the time came. It's my mother's journal. You only met her once, but made quite an impression. I think you will remember my parent's names."
"Jenny and MIchael."
"You met them in 1969."