Ok, so this was just a little one shot that got stuck in my head and I only wrote it in a day so it's not like a whole wack of planning went into it but I still think it's pretty good.

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate or Numb3rs.

Air Force Lockdown

For the second time in a week the International Space Station was undergoing what was dubbed as the Air Force Lockdown. All windows were to be covered and all censor arrays were to be taken offline. Thomas Caine had been an engineer on the station for months and was beginning to get tired of having these sudden lockdowns. They weren't regular, just whenever the Air Force said so, and he wanted to know what the big deal was.

He wasn't going to learn the Air Force's secrets alone however. You cant prove anything if you don't have someone backing you up. Larry Fleinhardt would be coming with him. Larry was a professor at CalSci University and the only scientist he knew that could make him think outside what he knew. He was smart, yet he was also a little weird given he was very philosophical. But Thomas still liked him and he knew Larry would be interested in what they might learn so he made his way to Larry's quarters, where he found him staring at a covered window.

"Are you up for some investigating?" he asked, smiling widely.

Larry was weary at first but Thomas convinced him that it was perfectly safe and took him by the arm, leading him down to one of the lower decks. Most everyone would be in the control room or their quarters, waiting to be allowed to continue with their work so no one would know that they were breaking the rules. He explained everything to Larry quietly.

Larry was not amused but he was curious enough to go along with him. "I am reminded of the time when Charlie decided the Dean of Princeton would be a good test subject for one of his math equations and requested my help to gather information."

Thomas laughed, he like hearing stories about Charlie. "I'm sure that went over real well."

"Charlie was quite popular after everyone learned about it."

In one of the smaller rooms on the third lowest decks Thomas pulled out a flaw he'd created in the window covering leaving a big enough space for both of them to look through.

"You've been planning this for some time," Larry said looking out into space.

"Yes, I have." Thomas agreed as they positioned themselves so that they could equally see out into the empty space.

After several minutes of nothing Thomas was feeling kind of annoyed. If this specific lockdown was a test to see how fast they responded then he was going to break something. That was when it happened.

"Are we really seeing that?" Larry asked amazed.

Thomas mutely nodded. A greenish anomaly had opened up and out of it cam a ship. Yes, a spaceship. It was very large, grey and such a surprise that Thomas and Larry didn't really know what to say.

"The Air Force has a spaceship?" Thomas spluttered, finding his voice. "That's impossible."

But as the ship passed close by them they could see the markings on the hull near the rear, in black reading X-304 USAF Odyssey, clearly meaning that it did indeed belong to the Air Force.

"That is far beyond all known technological advancement," Larry told him.

Thomas tuned to stare at him. "Oh my god, Aliens."

"It would appear so."

O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.

Charlie was writing out an equation for Don in his office with help from both Amita and Larry when there came a knock on his door. They all turned to see an attractive blond woman with bright blue eyes wearing the uniform of an Air Force Officer.

"Yes?" Charlie asked.

"I'm looking for Dr. Fleinhardt," she said taking a few steps into the room.

"That would be me," Larry answered and Charlie noted that he sounded a little unsure if being Dr. Larry Fleinhardt was a good thing.

"My name is Lieutenant Colonel Samantha Carter. I need to discuss with you your time aboard the International Space Station."

"Oh," Larry said quietly, eyes getting a little bigger. "Ok. Would by office be alright?"

Col. Carter nodded and as Larry was leaving he turned his head back to Charlie and Amita with a scared, wide eyed look. 'Help me!' he mouthed before he was out the door.

Charlie looked at Amita bewildered. "I wonder what that was about."

"Do you think he will tell us?" Amita asked.

Charlie shook his head, "I'm pretty sure he can't. Col. Carter needed to speak with him in private and private matters are usually classified."

"Personal experience?"

Charlie nodded, turning back to his equation. "I wonder what Megan will say. Col. Carter is not only beautiful but a world renowned astrophysicist."