Sam meets the Biker Mice from Mars

by CrystalWriter

Charley and Samantha Carter were friends from when they were back in school, both went their separate ways. Till now. ON HIATUS, I apologise for leaving the story hanging, but my muse for this story has flown the nest for awhile. UPDATE: 10/05/2016 - My muse has finally returned, and I'm planning the re-writes and future chapters. Hoping to get new chapters/re-writes up soon.

1. Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to Biker Mice from Mars or Stargate SG1, or the relevant characters

Carter meets the Biker Mice

Sam Carter was sitting at her desk, when Colonel Jack O'Neill walked in, humming happily to himself. "Evening! What are you doing?" he curiously asked. Carter knew he wasn't really interested. "Just finishing up research papers relating to the Gould symbotes. "Wow! You really need to get a life Sam!" he exclaimed. He noted Sam didn't respond to that. "Was there anything in particular you wanted Jack, or did you just come by to annoy me as usual?" Sam asked. "Well we have two weeks leave coming up. With orders to vacate the base! I was wondering if you had any plans?" he asked questioningly.

"Actually I was planning on going to Chicago to see an old friend of mine," she replied, hoping that he wouldn't push the subject. As every time SG1 got leave he would ask her if she would be interested in going to his lake and spend the time fishing. "Oh, well if you're busy!" O'Neill said sounding dejected. After Jack left Carter's office, she picked up the phone and dialled a well known number.

At the last chance garage, Charley was closing down. Vinnie, Throttle and Modo, were finishing up the last bikes repairs after their latest busts with Limburger's goons. "I have no idea, how you guys are still alive after everything you get into!" Charley sighed. She was so used to the bro's constant bike repairs, medical attention. "Come off it Charley girl. It's cause we're the best in the whole damn universe," smirked Vinnie, causing Charley to roll her eyes. "You have to admit Charley-girl, that was the best victory over fish-face, we've had in a long time," Throttle commented, trying to stop the babble that was soon to come out off Vinnie's mouth.

The phone rang unexpectedly causing all four to jump. "I wonder who's ringing at this hour," she thought. "Hello, Last Chance Garage. How may I help?," speaking professionally. "Hi, Charley, hows you?," Sam Carter asked on the other end. There was a shriek down the other end of the phone, when Charley realised who was on the phone. "Do you mind Charley? I do kinda like my ear drums in one peace," Sam commented. Charley shrieked caused her bro's to look at her suspiciously, they've never heard Charley react like that. "Should we be concerned?" Modo asked Throttle. "I think she knows the person who rang," Throttle replied not sounding a hundred percent convinced. "We'll find out when she's finished." All three guys went upstairs to tidy up, without disturbing Charley's conversation. "So what do you need Sammy," Charley asked. "Well I've got two weeks leave coming up in a month's time, and I was thinking it was high time, we caught up," Sam asked. "I would love it, its been ages since we had a real catch up together" Charley exclaimed. "Great see you in a month's time," Sam exclaimed excitedly.

Charley walked upstairs, to the smell of cooking hot dogs. "Hey guys! You didn't have to do this!" she exclaimed surprised when she saw that the guys had started dinner, or at least microwave the hot dogs and open a new pack of root beer. "Well you were pretty busy chatting away downstairs, so we thought to make a start on dinner," Modo explained. "Yeah, we've never known you to spend so much time chatting away, like you just did," Throttle commented. "Oh that was an old school friend of mine, she's got some leave coming out, and is going to visit for the two weeks," Charley started to explain. When all of a sudden she went very white. "Charley girl, what's wrong," asked a worried Throttle. "I completely forgot about you guys, she's gonna find out about you," she mentioned worriedly. "So what's wrong, with another female knowing about this stud," Vinnie exclaimed earning himself a glare from the remaining three in the room. "The problem is this, she's a Lt Colonel in the USAF, that's the problem," she exclaimed. "Though I trust her through and through. "That's not a problem, we'll disappear for the two weeks," Modo explained, "When the coast is clear, gives us a sign, when we can come over to check things are OK," Modo offered, which calmed Charley down enough. "Besides you obviously care a lot about this friendship with her. After everything you have done for us, we won't ruin your friendship." Throttle offered.

The next month, went by quickly, for both Charley and Sam.