New World
A/N: Well, after all the great reviews from Choices and the idea planted in my brain for a sequel from Samcrazed, I decided to give it a go. This probably won't be as long as Choices but who knows...these stories tend to take on a life of their own! Hopefully you will find humor, angst, mystery and adventure in this fic. As always, reviews are greatly appreciated!
Chapter One - Visiting
Major Samantha Carter sat in her lab looking at the device she was studying with great frustration. It had been nearly three months since they had recovered it on P3X-471 and she hadn't been able to figure out a whole lot about it. Granted, she was working with a team of five other scientists so it wasn't totally up to her. And, she had gone on several more missions since the study began, so didn't have the extensive amount of time to study it that the others did: but still, this was really beginning to irritate her! So far, all they knew was that it emitted a low frequency energy beam when the crystals on the top of the device were touched in a certain order. The Tok'ra had been of no additional help in figuring this thing out; even Anise, who seemed to know everything about everything!
Sam sighed loudly to herself. The others on her scientific team had called it a day hours ago. Sam thought she should try and work on it some more, but was having a hard time concentrating. Along with her frustration with this stupid contraption, there was her inability to focus due to tomorrow's mission. She smiled to herself as she thought about the upcoming "Goodwill Mission" that the General had specifically assigned with SG-1 in mind. They were going to P4X-754 to check on how the people of Kortaul were adapting to their new home.
It had been 10 weeks since they had sent Treyem and his people to P4X- 754 in the hopes of helping them start a new life after they had suffered great loss on their home planet. The Jaffa had either taken or killed almost half of their population. Twenty five adults and seven children were all that was left of the people that Sam had come to know very well. She thought fondly of the children. She had found them hidden in a meeting house room and had taken them on a journey across the planet in order to save them and reunite them with their parents. Sam had grown very close to the children and vice versa. It had been hard to send them off to their new home. She had given them each a small gift, one that she felt would fit each individual personality and would also remind them of her. She smiled as she thought of Bryson, the youngest boy. She had procured for him an official SGC jacket, with the requisite patch, to replace the tattered one that he had worn after he had almost fallen off of a ledge. He had smiled a big toothless grin at her and held her tightly upon receiving his present. He insisted on keeping her old tattered one, but was ecstatic at receiving at new one that fit him perfectly.
A knock on her lab door took her away from her musings. Colonel O'Neill stepped into the lab and regarded her with a frown. "Carter, shouldn't you be getting some sleep about now? We're due to leave tomorrow at 0800."
"Yes sir. I just thought I'd give this contraption a little more of my time. I'm not having much luck though," she responded.
"What's wrong? The directions written in Chinese or something?"
Sam gave a slight smile to the sarcastic comment. "They might as well be for all the good I'm doing with it."
"Hey, cut yourself some slack. You're not the only one working on this project if I read my memos right. Besides, it's headed to area 51 in the morning so they can devote more extensive research time to it."
"I know, but I still feel like I should have figured out more about this by now. To be honest with you, my mind really hasn't been on this project today either," she glanced up at him as he sat on an empty stool across from her. She probably shouldn't admit to not having her mind on a scientific problem, he'd most likely run away with that comment for a while!
Instead, he looked at her with a slight smile. "Thinking about seeing the munchkins again, are we Dorothy?"
Sam chuckled, "Yes. I guess I am. It's been a while and I am really anxious to see how they are adjusting to their new home. I hope everything is OK. We haven't heard otherwise from Treyem, but still...."
"You yourself helped pick out the planet we brought them to Carter. It was one of the planets we found out about when I had the Ancients knowledge shoved into my brain. There is no way that the Goa'uld will know about that planet. They'll be just fine."
"I know sir, but I guess I just need to see for myself that they are OK. I grew rather attached to them you know,' she smiled fondly as she thought about the children. In fact, she had a picture of all eight of them together. She kept it in her quarters here on base and looked at it often. It was taken by Daniel after one of many ice cream parties that they enjoyed together.
"Well Carter, you'll get to see for yourself tomorrow. I'm sure the little rug rats will keep you pretty busy so come on, turn off all your electronic thing-a-mabobs and get some shut eye," he stated as he got to his feet.
"Yes sir," replied Sam. She gave the device on more critical look, heard the Colonel clear his throat and look pointedly at her, and started to shut things down. She actually wasn't too sorry to be calling it a night. She had some things to get ready for tomorrow: in particular, one very special surprise!
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Sg-1 assembled in the gate room at 0750 carrying their usual gear along with several other boxes filled with things for the Kortaulians. The SGC had sent people with them to their new planet to help build homes and get started on planting fields. As they were a mostly agrarian society, they would be able to grow most of their own food in a short while. There was also livestock sent through to P4X-754 to supply the people with meat, dairy and wool for clothing.
The supplies were placed on a large remote controlled wagon that would follow behind them. Sam came in last, placing some of her scientific equipment on the wagon with the other supplies. She was going to do a few readings on the planet, just to make sure once again that it was safe for the people now living there. In her hand she carried a separate metal container that resembled a small cooler.
"What have you got there Carter?" asked Colonel O'Neill, indicating the container she carried in her hand. She wasn't about to let it get mixed up with the other supplies.
Sam looked down at the container with a slight blush, then looked away. "Oh, it's nothing important Sir, just a little something for the children. You know, a house warming gift of sorts."
"What is it Sam?" asked the ever inquisitive Daniel.
"I bet I know Danny," Jack jumped in. "Care to make a wager on what Carter is bringing with?" he asked with a sly smile on his face.
"No, not really Jack."
"How about you Teal'c? Care to make a bet?"
"I do not think so O'Neill. I am sure Major Carter will tell us if we but ask," replied the Jaffa warrior.
"AH, you guys are no fun. OK Carter, I still think I know what you've got there. Is it perhaps something, oh, maybe cold and sweet?" he asked with a devilish grin on his face.
Sam chuckled, he knew her pretty well! "Yes sir, it is. I guess you would have won the bet."
"Of course, don't I always?" At this comment, the other three members rolled their eyes. "I hope you brought enough for all of us. You know how Teal'c likes his Ben and Jerry's"
"Actually Sir, it is a pretty small container," she claimed, holding it up for him to see.
"So it is. Maybe next time." Jack looked up to the control room as he heard the Chevrons begin to dial. General Hammond was standing up in the booth, ready to see them off.
"OK people. You have three days to check on the people of Kortaul. Make sure they are settling in and have everything they need. Colonel, I want you to check in each day at 1800 our time. Good luck." And with those words, the worm hole engaged.
"Yes Sir," O'Neill saluted and turned to his team. "All right kids, lets go and check out the new neighbors." They headed up the ramp, Daniel controlling the remote wagon from the rear, Teal'c following behind O'Neill and Carter leading the way, her eyes lit up with the anticipation of seeing her young friends once again.
TBC
A/N: Well, after all the great reviews from Choices and the idea planted in my brain for a sequel from Samcrazed, I decided to give it a go. This probably won't be as long as Choices but who knows...these stories tend to take on a life of their own! Hopefully you will find humor, angst, mystery and adventure in this fic. As always, reviews are greatly appreciated!
Chapter One - Visiting
Major Samantha Carter sat in her lab looking at the device she was studying with great frustration. It had been nearly three months since they had recovered it on P3X-471 and she hadn't been able to figure out a whole lot about it. Granted, she was working with a team of five other scientists so it wasn't totally up to her. And, she had gone on several more missions since the study began, so didn't have the extensive amount of time to study it that the others did: but still, this was really beginning to irritate her! So far, all they knew was that it emitted a low frequency energy beam when the crystals on the top of the device were touched in a certain order. The Tok'ra had been of no additional help in figuring this thing out; even Anise, who seemed to know everything about everything!
Sam sighed loudly to herself. The others on her scientific team had called it a day hours ago. Sam thought she should try and work on it some more, but was having a hard time concentrating. Along with her frustration with this stupid contraption, there was her inability to focus due to tomorrow's mission. She smiled to herself as she thought about the upcoming "Goodwill Mission" that the General had specifically assigned with SG-1 in mind. They were going to P4X-754 to check on how the people of Kortaul were adapting to their new home.
It had been 10 weeks since they had sent Treyem and his people to P4X- 754 in the hopes of helping them start a new life after they had suffered great loss on their home planet. The Jaffa had either taken or killed almost half of their population. Twenty five adults and seven children were all that was left of the people that Sam had come to know very well. She thought fondly of the children. She had found them hidden in a meeting house room and had taken them on a journey across the planet in order to save them and reunite them with their parents. Sam had grown very close to the children and vice versa. It had been hard to send them off to their new home. She had given them each a small gift, one that she felt would fit each individual personality and would also remind them of her. She smiled as she thought of Bryson, the youngest boy. She had procured for him an official SGC jacket, with the requisite patch, to replace the tattered one that he had worn after he had almost fallen off of a ledge. He had smiled a big toothless grin at her and held her tightly upon receiving his present. He insisted on keeping her old tattered one, but was ecstatic at receiving at new one that fit him perfectly.
A knock on her lab door took her away from her musings. Colonel O'Neill stepped into the lab and regarded her with a frown. "Carter, shouldn't you be getting some sleep about now? We're due to leave tomorrow at 0800."
"Yes sir. I just thought I'd give this contraption a little more of my time. I'm not having much luck though," she responded.
"What's wrong? The directions written in Chinese or something?"
Sam gave a slight smile to the sarcastic comment. "They might as well be for all the good I'm doing with it."
"Hey, cut yourself some slack. You're not the only one working on this project if I read my memos right. Besides, it's headed to area 51 in the morning so they can devote more extensive research time to it."
"I know, but I still feel like I should have figured out more about this by now. To be honest with you, my mind really hasn't been on this project today either," she glanced up at him as he sat on an empty stool across from her. She probably shouldn't admit to not having her mind on a scientific problem, he'd most likely run away with that comment for a while!
Instead, he looked at her with a slight smile. "Thinking about seeing the munchkins again, are we Dorothy?"
Sam chuckled, "Yes. I guess I am. It's been a while and I am really anxious to see how they are adjusting to their new home. I hope everything is OK. We haven't heard otherwise from Treyem, but still...."
"You yourself helped pick out the planet we brought them to Carter. It was one of the planets we found out about when I had the Ancients knowledge shoved into my brain. There is no way that the Goa'uld will know about that planet. They'll be just fine."
"I know sir, but I guess I just need to see for myself that they are OK. I grew rather attached to them you know,' she smiled fondly as she thought about the children. In fact, she had a picture of all eight of them together. She kept it in her quarters here on base and looked at it often. It was taken by Daniel after one of many ice cream parties that they enjoyed together.
"Well Carter, you'll get to see for yourself tomorrow. I'm sure the little rug rats will keep you pretty busy so come on, turn off all your electronic thing-a-mabobs and get some shut eye," he stated as he got to his feet.
"Yes sir," replied Sam. She gave the device on more critical look, heard the Colonel clear his throat and look pointedly at her, and started to shut things down. She actually wasn't too sorry to be calling it a night. She had some things to get ready for tomorrow: in particular, one very special surprise!
[]
Sg-1 assembled in the gate room at 0750 carrying their usual gear along with several other boxes filled with things for the Kortaulians. The SGC had sent people with them to their new planet to help build homes and get started on planting fields. As they were a mostly agrarian society, they would be able to grow most of their own food in a short while. There was also livestock sent through to P4X-754 to supply the people with meat, dairy and wool for clothing.
The supplies were placed on a large remote controlled wagon that would follow behind them. Sam came in last, placing some of her scientific equipment on the wagon with the other supplies. She was going to do a few readings on the planet, just to make sure once again that it was safe for the people now living there. In her hand she carried a separate metal container that resembled a small cooler.
"What have you got there Carter?" asked Colonel O'Neill, indicating the container she carried in her hand. She wasn't about to let it get mixed up with the other supplies.
Sam looked down at the container with a slight blush, then looked away. "Oh, it's nothing important Sir, just a little something for the children. You know, a house warming gift of sorts."
"What is it Sam?" asked the ever inquisitive Daniel.
"I bet I know Danny," Jack jumped in. "Care to make a wager on what Carter is bringing with?" he asked with a sly smile on his face.
"No, not really Jack."
"How about you Teal'c? Care to make a bet?"
"I do not think so O'Neill. I am sure Major Carter will tell us if we but ask," replied the Jaffa warrior.
"AH, you guys are no fun. OK Carter, I still think I know what you've got there. Is it perhaps something, oh, maybe cold and sweet?" he asked with a devilish grin on his face.
Sam chuckled, he knew her pretty well! "Yes sir, it is. I guess you would have won the bet."
"Of course, don't I always?" At this comment, the other three members rolled their eyes. "I hope you brought enough for all of us. You know how Teal'c likes his Ben and Jerry's"
"Actually Sir, it is a pretty small container," she claimed, holding it up for him to see.
"So it is. Maybe next time." Jack looked up to the control room as he heard the Chevrons begin to dial. General Hammond was standing up in the booth, ready to see them off.
"OK people. You have three days to check on the people of Kortaul. Make sure they are settling in and have everything they need. Colonel, I want you to check in each day at 1800 our time. Good luck." And with those words, the worm hole engaged.
"Yes Sir," O'Neill saluted and turned to his team. "All right kids, lets go and check out the new neighbors." They headed up the ramp, Daniel controlling the remote wagon from the rear, Teal'c following behind O'Neill and Carter leading the way, her eyes lit up with the anticipation of seeing her young friends once again.
TBC