The Unlikely Allies

By Dragon

Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1 or any characters there from.
Never did, probably never will. However, I DO own the characters Drgon, Drenelln, Jodan Dumond, Scar Jo, Crystic, and most of the Nebulon Galaxy. I also credit my little brother on the creation of the Betaorons, and the rest of the Nebulon Galaxy.

Jack walked down the hallway, on his way to another briefing, then off to another planet, just to be captured, shot at, stung by alien bugs, or lost and, if their current luck held out, Daniel might just get killed, again. But for some reason they kept on boldly going where no man had gone before. Jack let his thoughts hang at that as he entered the briefing room. "General, Major, Daniel, Teal'c." Jack greeted as he entered the room. "And now that we're all here, where are we going?" Jack said, taking his usual seat.

"Well, sir," Carter began, looking down at the papers she held. "We're going to PBR-526, a planet that you, sir, put in during your time with the Ancient's memories."

"Yeah, so, why are we going?"

"I was just getting to that." She looked back to the papers. "The MALP sent back pictures from ruins on the planet. Daniel has translated part of the text."

"Yeah, uh," Daniel started, "Loosely translated, it says 'Here lies a weapon that will send our enemies at each other.'"

"And if Daniel is right," Carter resumed, "This could be the key to defeating the Goa'uld."

"So, we go there, get this weapon, and kick the Goa'uld's snaky asses, it can't be that easy."

"Sir?"

"Colonel?"

"Jack?"

Teal'c only raised an eyebrow.

"Hey, don't look at me like I've just now gotten pessimistic. Remember the armlets that gave us super speed and strength, and how close we came to getting it that time. And there was that time we got stuck in the time loop for over three months, and the less said of Urgo, the…."

"Colonel!" Hammond shouted before Jack could continue. "Now I know you've had some rough assignments, but if there's any chance of this weapon defeating the Goa'uld, then we must take it. Your team will depart at 1200 hours. Dismissed."

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Gate Room 1200 hours

"Chevron seven locked." The Gate "flushed" to life, SG-1 stood at the end of the ramp.

"SG-1, you have a go." Hammond's voice said from the control room. SG-1 stepped through the gate.

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