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Splash. The event horizon of the gate could be heard pounding against the titanium iris and red lights were flashing all over level twenty-eight. Colonel Jack O'Neill hopped up the last few steps into the control room where Teal'c, Sam, and Daniel stood waiting with General Hammond.
"What's going on?" He asked.
"An unauthorized off-world activation, and we have yet to receive an IDC." Teal'c answered. "How was your fishing trip O'Neill?"
"Uh, short, thanks for asking. How's Rya'c?" He said in the same falsely interested voice he used for all his small talk.
"He and Bra'tac are well." Teal'c replied, looking back at the gate.
"Sir, we're receiving the Tok'ra IDC." A technician said.
"Open the iris." General Hammond replied. He turned to meet the Tok'ra in the gate room; they hadn't expected their arrival and all of the team were concerned. Daniel rolled back and forth on his heals with his hands in his pockets. He stared up at the gate uneasily, but a smile grew on his face when Jacob came through the shining blue wall of water and made his way down to Sam, embracing her in a fatherly way.
"Hey Sam. God, I've missed you."
"Hey Dad, I missed you too. What's up?" Jacob turned to where the three men (and one jaffa) stood, waiting, and spoke.
"Teal'c, George, Jack, Daniel. You up for a long briefing?"
"Jacob," Jack greeted him. "Sure we're up for it, assuming you were gonna tell us what 'it' is?" Jacob just smiled even more brightly.
"Heru-ur is quickly rising in rank amongst the system lords, and the Tok'ra think we have just what we need to finally have the edge over the Goa'uld. And it's all thanks to Nirrti…"