Encounters with a Certain Time Lord
Summary: SG-1 meets a certain man by the name of the Doctor and the more they get to know him, the more he manages to blow their minds unlike any other.
Disclaimer: No why would you think i would own SG-1 and Doctor Who?

P3X-421 seemed like an innocent planet. It actually looked like a rural uninhabited island: everything was covered in greenery and palm trees and tropical plants. There was a slight breeze and drizzle, but that was to be expected.

"The probe indicates sustainable atmosphere," Sam said, working at the computers. SG-1 were all gathered in the control room in front of the gate room to check the condition of this new planet. "Temperature is seventy-five degrees Fahrenheit and there's slight rain."

"No sign of civilization," Daniel commented.

"It looks real nice there," Jack said. "I could build a house there, come visit Earth every weekend…"

"Wait!" Sam hissed, holding up a finger. "Hold on, I'm hearing voices."

Everyone silenced immediately, and surely they did hear voices. Actually, they heard laughing and giggling before hearing an actual conversation. They couldn't see any signs of people on camera, though.

First, they heard a woman's voice.

"I can't get over your face when you realized had to do the ritual!"

"Hey, at least you had to dance in front of them!" a man replied. "You humans and your weird rituals."

"I'm not the one who actually made up the ritual!"

The two people seemed to have a British accent under all that laughing. Sam rotated the camera around and finally found two people completely losing it from laughter. The woman, who looked very young, probably in her early twenties, had blonde hair and seemed to wear the usual jacket and jeans. But the man was a different story. He wore a trench coat that literally went down to his ankles, and underneath he wore a pinstriped suit. They were gazing at the Stargate.

"Oh, look," the man continued, pointing towards the general area of the MALP. "That's what I was talking about earlier. Amateur space travel using a stone ring."

"Let me guess," the woman said. "Ah… gate of stars or something?"

"Nice guess. Stargate. Astria Porta. Chappa'ai. Ring of the Gods, whatever. It's a Stargate."

"Ah, well, 'gate of stars' sounds just as good. Wait, is that… water?"

"No, it's the event horizon where a vortex for a wormhole is settled in. Complicated physics stuff. You know, the Time Lords gave as much effort in building the Stargate as much as the Ancients and the Asurans and the Tollans, but we never got credit for it."

Sam threw a glance off her shoulder to Daniel, whose eyebrows were raised in speculation. Whoever this man—Time Lord?—was, he seems to know a lot more than what they already know, especially if what they heard was true: he helped build the stargate.

"Aw, poor you," the woman said in mock pity. "Well, why don't we go travel in a wormhole and see what's on the other side?"

"No!" the man was very quick to jump to that conclusion.

"Why?"

"Because of that."

The man pointed right at the MALP's camera. Sam was a bit taken aback, as if he was pointing at her specifically. Everyone in the control room watched as the man and the woman walked towards the MALP in curiosity.

"What is it?" the woman asked.

"Mobile Analytic Laboratory Probe. MALP for short."

Sam cocked her eyebrow. Okay, this man knows a little too much.

"What does it do?"

"It does… lots of useful things."

"Perfect way to put it," Jack commented.

"So, why does this stop us?" the woman asked. "Wait, is that an American flag?"

"See, yes, exactly! If we step through the Stargate, we'll be greeted by three million guns under a mountain in the middle of America, with my TARDIS light-years away! No thank you!"

Jack reached over to the microphone and said, "Hey, that hurts a little."

The woman was taken aback at the sound, but the man smiled. They both crowded at the camera.

"Are they talking from Earth?" the woman asked.

"Yes we are," Sam said. "And you seem to know a lot about us."

"Dear, I know a lot more than you think I know. By the way, this is Rose Tyler, also a fellow Earthling from London, and I'm the Doctor. Doctor who? Just the Doctor."

"How much do you know?" Daniel asked.

"Well," the Doctor said. "Basic knowledge of the universe, for starters. Trust me, I know literally everything."

"Oh yeah?" Jack asked. "What's my name?"

Sam glared at the colonel. Now was not the time to act ridiculous. But the next few statements were bound to blow SGC's minds. The man spoke in a quick manner just as Sam would do if she rambled off on wormhole physics.

"Well, obviously you're Colonel Jack O'Neill, with two L's. You're part of the Stargate program with General George Hammond as the big boss. And you're part of SG-1 with Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter, Dr. Daniel Jackson and Teal'c, a Jaffa who used to be first prime of Apophis."

They were stunned.

"I am so glad you got the two L's right," Jack commented.

"I'm a Major," Sam corrected. "Major Sam Carter."

"Oh, you haven't been promoted yet? Whoops. What year is it?"

"Um," Sam said. "It's 2001."

"Oh, okay, so you've met the Asgard, then. The next time you get beamed to Thor, can you mention me to him? Tell him I said hello? I think I owe him a thing or five, I'm not sure, I forgot."

"And you say you know literally everything," Rose joked.

At this point, the members of Stargate Command were weirded out to even say anything. And they thought, after all this time travelling through space, they could not be any more blown away with what they've seen.

"Would you look at the time," the Doctor said. "We've gotta go. There's a supernova coming up a few light years away and Rose here wants to see a nebula being created."

"Do you have a ship or something?" Sam asked.

"Yup."

"Wait!" Daniel said. "Can't we meet up with you, through the Stargate on that planet? We could learn so much from you if you have knowledge of the universe! I'm sure you know about the Goa'ulds."

"Aw, you humans, all so eager and curious. And of course I know about the Goa'ulds! Not that a big threat to the universe, but very annoying, I'll tell you! But, this supernova is gonna be a good one, we don't want to miss this opportunity. Rain check? I'll tell you one thing. Time Lords. The Doctor. Keep those two in mind and go ahead and ask anyone about it in your travels. My name and my species are pretty well known around galaxies. Plus, we're both time and space travelers. We'll probably bump into one another one of these days."

They had so many questions to ask this so-called Doctor.

"Wait," Sam said. "One more thing, can you tell us how old you are?"

The Doctor grinned.

"I am 903 years old," he said. "But you know what? It keeps getting better and better. Well, Rose Tyler, allons-y!"

The Doctor and Rose waved at the camera and headed the opposite direction, despite Sam's attempt to call them back. If this man had basic knowledge of the universe, imagine how much of a help he could bring to defeat the Goa'ulds! It would be even greater if they could propose an alliance with these Time Lords.

The control room was silent for a few moments, trying to take in all the information and wrap it around their brains.

"Okay, so…" Daniel said.

"I, ah… don't know what to say," Sam said, blinking a few times at the screen.

"We need to get in contact with him. He says his species, the Time Lords, helped build the Stargate and that the Goa'ulds aren't a big threat to him."

"Look, Danny-boy," Jack said. "By the time we get the okay to go on that planet, they're probably gone. Plus, he said we'll probably run into each other.

"Okay, Jack," Daniel muttered, his eyes still furrowed in thought. "Whatever you say."