This is to commemerate the death of Don. S. Davis, the first and foremost leader of the Stargate Program. For the last time General, Godspeed.

Un-named Deaths

Red sirens screamed through the halls of the SGC. Footsteps pounded and shouts resounded against the walls. The wheels of the gurney rattled in protest against the speed that it was going.

"Is she gonna be ok?" Cam ran to catch up with the nurse wheeling it. She turned and looked at him, then looked away. He slowed, leaning against the wall with his hand, catching his breath.

The lights overhead lit up the battered face of the woman on the gurney, only her eyes visible because of the oxygen mask she was wearing. A doctor was perched on the side of the gurney, pressing on her chest, her face set and hard.

The party whizzed round the corner and into a room full of drips and medical machines.

"Three, two, one, up!" ordered Dr Lam, and the woman was lifted onto the bed. A Difibulater was wheeled over, and Lam grabbed it, rubbing the paddles together and shouting clear. The body was lifted up, and fell back down, un-responsive. Lam groaned. "Come on!" she growled and shocked her again. The heart monitor relentlessly kept up it's steady beep. Dr Lam threw the paddles down. "I'm calling it," she said clearly. She walked out of the room, and into the observation room. "I'm sorry," she said to the two men standing there.

Cam buried his head in his hands. Landry stood up from where he had been sitting. "We loose too many good people nowadays," he sighed. "What was her name?"

Cam looked at him. "Uh," he croaked, his mouth dry. He looked down at the solitary figure on the bed. "I don't know, sir."

Landry looked down sadly at the dead woman as a sheet was pulled over her cold, pale face. No-one knew her name.

72 hours earlier

Cam stood in the control room, fully kitted up, and watching his team down in the Gate Room. Landry came and stood beside him, as Walter started to dial it up.

"You'll be shipping out with Colonel Summer's team on this mission," he informed Cam.

"I know, sir, I got the memo."

Landry chuckled, and looked at him. "Colonel, SG-8 is a research team, but thanks to the new changes made by the IOA, every research team has to go on at least one mission with our best and brightest."

Cam smiled tiredly. "And, we're the best, right sir?"

Landry gave him a shrewd look. "Well, Colonel Reynolds was busy..." He turned and walked back to his office.

Cam sighed and smiled. "See ya, Walter."

"What? Oh...um...bye!" called Walter after Cam's retreating back.

"Ok then, boys and girls," shouted Cam over the sound of the Kawhoosh. "We got a few guests here with us today, and..."

"And they might not be so useless as you think." A different voice continued with a teasing note. He turned, and saw a small, dark-haired woman coming through the doors, with three people behind her. "I have been offworld before, Colonel," she explained. "Unfortunately, my people haven't, so..." she shrugged. "Here we are!" She stuck out her hand, and said jauntily "Colonel M Summer. Nice to meet you."

Cam felt baffled. "Hi," he said, shaking her hand. "Cameron Mitchell. What did you say your first name was again?"

"I didn't," she gave him a charming smile. "Just call me Summer. Everybody does."

"Ok..." Cam turned back to SG-1. "Guys, this is Colonel Summer, or just Summer, as she prefers."

"Hi, SG-8, meet SG-1." Summer smiled.

"Don't you think that Mitchell looks a little..." whispered Daniel to Sam as they shook hands with various members of SG-8.

"Pissed?" finished Sam, behind her smile.

"That's not quite the phrase I would have used, but yeah."

Cam smiled shortly at Summer. She raised her eyebrows at him, and gestured towards the Stargate. "Colonel, shall we?"

"Sure," he answered. "Ok, guys, here's a little info on where we're going..."

"It's a planet that could have been inhabited by the Ancients." Summer interrupted him again, snapping the ammo into her P-90.

Cam turned to her, his hand on his gun, an annoyed look on his face. "Could you just...stop!?"

She clicked the safety off on the weapon. "Stop what?" she gave a mock-confused look on her face, shrugged, grinned and headed up the ramp. "Come on team! Let's go!" She yelled to her team, all shaking their heads and smiling. They all went up to join her, and each ran through the Stargate. Summer slapped each one on the shoulder as they leapt through.

Sam was impressed. Most newbies went through looking scared and apprehensive, but Summers team seemed to show no fear. Was it stupidity, or just bravery?

Summer sighed proudly, looking at the ripples left by her team. "Trained 'em myself." She looked up at Cam. "Couldn't be prouder."

"Shouldn't you go after them?" called up Daniel.

"In a sec." She tapped her foot. "Gotta let them get their bearings." She looked at her watch, counting slowly. "Three, two, one." She turned, gave a jaunty wave to the control room, and sprang through backwards.

Cam shook his head. Damn, she was going to be annoying on this mission. If she remained this cocky, then he was really going to be...

Cam stomped grumpily up the ramp, and walked through the Gate.

Daniel raised his eyebrows at Sam. "Yeah, this is gonna be fun," he muttered.

Sam smiled and followed Daniel through the Gate.

Teal'c raised his eyebrow, a bemused look on his face, turned and bowed his head to the control room, and walked slowly through the Stargate.