Stargate SG-10

The Cracked Mirror

Six Months had past since SG-10 assisted the Gen. G Hammond and it's crew rescue SG-1 from the planet held by the Goa'uld named Mabus, although Earth was a primary target for the growing new Goa'uld Empire, the vast Lucian Alliance was it's first target.

After a successful mission SG-10 walked back to the Stargate at a leisurely pace, while enjoying the warm sun from the tropical world they had been sent while in the skies the twin suns burned bright in the bluish-green coloured sky with barely a cloud. The team had worked out its problems many months ago as a new team member had joined shortly after the reactivation following the NCIS investigation and the rescue of SG-1.

"So what did you think of the goodbye ceremony those people threw?"

Wincing threw his sunglasses the forth team member, was one of the last survivors of an attack on his homeworld by the Mabus, groaned slightly as he looked at his team leader.

"I think… the drums where a little loud"

"A two day ceremony to say hello, a three day ceremony to say goodbye… how could you not love those people Jarrod?" Carla said softly.

"I wouldn't say I didn't enjoy it, they are great people Green, however what did they put in that drink I had?"

Laughing slightly Tom Anders looked back at him as he swayed slightly while he walked.

"It's called alcohol, and we told you to take it easy Jarrod. You're not used to it"

"My people never drank it. I don't if it was either that or those damned drums that are still banging away in my head"

"It's probably the drink. How many did you have?" Alison asked.

"Just the one"

The three-team members laughed as they stepped to the DHD and began to dial home, as the gate activated they sent ahead the iris deactivation code unique to SG-10. Taking one last look around they entered the vast ancient ring or 'Annulus' as the indigenous people called it. As they entered, a vast energy surge ripped threw the Stargate unbeknown to the travellers, as they exited the gate the stopped in shock at what they saw. Several heavily armed officers aiming automatic weapons at them.

"What the hell is going on?" Called out Anders.

"Defence teams. Take them into custody" A voice called out.

Quickly the shocked team members raised their weapons towards the heavily armed men walking towards them slowly.

"Who are you?" A voice called from behind a large glass partition.

"Alison what the hell is going on?"

"I wish I knew Anders. I am Commander Alison Macdonald of SG-10... Where is General Landry?"

"I'll asked the questions… now lower your weapons or you will be fired upon, their will be no further warnings"

Nodding slowly to her team they lowered their FN P-90 weapons and removed the side arms they carried and carefully raised their hands as they where lead down the ramp from the Stargate.

"Take them too holding cells"

Called out the voice, with questioning looks back and forward between them they where lead threw the base under heavy guard towards a small room where they where to be held, shaking her head at her team they entered the holding cell and sat on the benches as the large steel doors slammed shut behind them.

"What the hell is going on, where the hell are we?"

"I wish you'd stop saying that, I don't know. Carla what address did you dial?"

"Earth, like I've done before"

"Well this is not the SGC…" Called out Anders.

"You're a funny guy Tom, did you check out the uniforms?"

"Yeah! Navy…"

For an hour, the conversation shot back and forwards between them about what had happened until finally the large metal doors opened once again as four heavily armed Marines stood to the side while an older man entered.

"I am Rear Admiral Jason Forrest Commander of the R.T.C, who are you people. How did you get one of our IDCs?"

"R.T.C. What the hell is going on?"

"I will ask the question miss. Who are you people?" He barked.

"Umm… I am Commander Alison Macdonald; this is Lieutenant Commander Tom Anders, Lieutenant Carla Green of the Airforce and that Tyler Jarrod… otherwise known as SG-10... Where are we?"

"I don't know how you got one of our IDC's but we will find out. You seem to be in charge, come with us. You have no choice in this matter"

Slowly she removed her cap and placed it on the bench she was as she stood, a look of shock rang threw the old man and the Marines behind him as she walked towards them with her hands raised at chest level.

"Captain Williams? What are you…?" He called out.

"Williams? Admiral I… never mind"

Cautiously she followed the Admiral out of the holding cell and towards an interrogation room, as she sat down she removed her jacket and placed it on the back of the chair.

The room was cold and dark with the exception of a small light on the roof in the centre of the room that barely lit the table below; in the centre of the table was a small microphone. Leaning over the Admiral activated the microphone as he sat in the chair facing her slowly.

"Alright miss, let's start from the top. Who are you?"

"Like I said, my name is Commander Alison Macdonald, United States Navy. On transfer assignment with the SGC as leader of SG-10"

"What is SG-10?"

"SG-10 is the tenth team operating out of Cheyenne Mountain under the authorisation of a joint service based on all five US and foreign military services. It currently operates 25 teams and rising. SG-10 is a recon and exploration team"

"I see. What was your last assignment threw the gate"

"A follow up mission from SG-1, three months ago they encountered a world untouched by the Goa'uld, a beautiful tropic world with a peaceful loving people, we spent over a week with them, then we left threw the Stargate and ended up here"

Slowly he leaned forward and looked directly into her eyes as he replied.

"I see," He said slowly.

"You called me Captain Williams, why?"

"Captain Amanda Williams is leader of RT-1... Recon Team One, our flagship team. You are a dead ringer for her; she is currently off world on assignment. She has been recalled…"

The debriefing lasted for over two hours as the Commander sat and explained as much as possible about what had happened, over and over the same questions and answers where given. Anger had begun to swell within them both as the Admiral finally deactivated the recorder and stood.

"Sir, may I ask another question?"

"For what good it will do you… go ahead"

"This is not Cheyenne Mountain that much I know for certain. Where the, where are we?"

Slowly the Admiral placed his palms on the desk before him and spoke aloud; his voice echoed threw the room as he replied.

"Antarctica… McMurdo Naval station, you have somehow entered the most classified facility on the face of the Earth threw the Stargate"

"I see. We have to get back threw…" Quickly he replied cutting her off mid sentence.

"You are going nowhere Commander, until we figure out who and what you really are"

"SIR, I already told you everything we know… allow us passage through the Stargate"

"As I said, the only place you are going is back into holding"

As the Admiral left the room, three guards entered with side arms drawn and aimed at her; slowly she stood from her chair and walked towards them as the motioned for her follow one of the large guards. It was a brief walk back to the holding cells as finally she was reunited with her team, as she entered her eyes scanned the room and spotted a dim red glow in two corners of the room, smiling slightly she entered and sat with her back to one of the lights as her team walked towards her.

"What happened Commander?"

"We have a major problem; from what I have been able to get out of the Admiral this is Antarctica, McMurdo Naval station to be exact"

"McMurdo? The site of …."

Alison's eyes widened quickly as she motioned with her eyes towards the two cameras in the room now pointed at the team.

"According to SGC files I read a few years ago an alternate version Carter and Kawalsky cropped up at Area 51..."

"If I remember rightly before and after that the SGC has had numerous occasions when team members encountered…"

"Alternate realities Tom"

"Oh my god" They said in unison.

For almost an hour, the team sat in silence as they simply thought about the situation and maybe they can find a way out of it. After almost an hour, the sound of the electronic lock on the door being activated startled the team as they stood up and looked at the door. As it opened, the form of a woman appeared and looked at each of the in turn and finally stopped on Commander Macdonald. Only lit from behind her very few features could be seen, even in the dim light of the holding cell but they could see enough to be shocked by who stood in front of them, although their was subtle differences as her hair was cut short and dark red, finally after what seemed like forever a voice filled the room.

"Well this is odd. According to records Lieutenant Commander Thomas 'Riptide' Anders was killed two years ago when his F/A-18e lost thrust when landing aboard the USS Enterprise CVN-65. Major Carla Green is currently serving aboard the International Space Station, on her second tour by the way. We have no record of a Tyler Jarrod serving anywhere in the military. However, you Commander, you are the most confusing of all. When Admiral Forrest told me about you I thought I was being 'Punk'd' it took a live video feed to convince me, you're me right?"

Groaning slightly Alison stood and walked towards the door and stooped just before the light lit up her face.

"So it appears… Commander Alison Macdonald, US Navy…"

"Relax Commander; you are not on trail here. You see we have had some experience with this ourselves. And so it appears you have too, we monitor everything you are saying in here"

"So it would appear"

Confusion ran threw SG-10 as they stood and watched the unusual conversation before them, the voices where identical only the accent was different one was a broad American accent with a hint of English, and the other accent was definitely the accent of their own commander.

"I've convinced the Admiral to let you and your team to leave this room, follow me please"

"Where are we going?" Asked Alison.

"I don't know about you, but I could do with a coffee"

Almost smiling Alison nodded to her team as she left the holding cell as they followed her. The walk threw the base was long and winding, almost a mirror of the SGC in some ways, yet in others it was completely different perhaps due to the influence of the Navy it's self.

As they entered the briefing, room above the Gateroom Alison looked out over the Stargate and smiled slightly as she noticed the look of shock on the personnel around the base.

"Please, everyone take a seat" Called out Captain Williams.

A large red and black table sat in the middle of the briefing room, which was almost a mirror of the SGC, but for the large logo on the wall, slowly SG-10 sat down as Alison took out a chair at the opposite end of the table from her double while she began to speak aloud.

"In the early 20th century the Stargate was found near McMurdo base, a DHD was found with it, quickly after a rudimentary program was started to explore the secrets of the gate, a program that quickly failed. For well over half a century the Stargate was left here at McMurdo base until an alien craft attempted to steal the gate its self, when we realised what the gate was capable of the program was reactivated nearly 4 years ago"

"Four years?" Called out Carla.

"That's right Major… sorry Lieutenant"

"The gate in… umm what do we call it?"

Thanking quickly Tom Anders spoke aloud with a smile.

"Earth Prime, the real Earth… or perhaps simply Home. But as Carla was about to say our gate program has been operational for almost 15 years"

The Captain looked at Anders with a shocked expression on her face as she leaned forward and replied.

"Fifteen years, at Cheyenne Mountain right?"

"Yes, with what we called the Alpha Gate and for a brief time the Beta Gate"

Quickly she stood and walked towards her double as she replied quickly.

"Wait, wait wait! Alpha and Beta gates. You have two Stargates?"

"Yes ma'am. The Beta Gate was the second Stargate found on Earth in Antarctica. It was the Earth's original Stargate left behind by the ancients when Atlantis left for the Pegasus galaxy. The Alpha Gate was the first Stargate found on Earth by Professor Paul Langford and his expedition near the great Pyramids of Giza in 1928"

Quickly the Captain cut her off and replied with shock.

"A second gate is in Egypt? Do you have the exact co-ordinates?"

"Well, not on me no. Listen I know this isn't exactly high up on your list of priorities right now but we do not belong here, we must be allowed to return home… some how"

"To be honest with you Commander, I don't know if you can be sent home. We have the best minds of this facility working on it right now, in the mean time I've been asked to tell you that you are our guests here at the R.T.C"

"Then remove the guards from the room" Called out Jarrod.

"I can't do that, however for the moment my superiors want to know as much as you can give us about the Stargate Network… Moments ago, you mentioned Atlantis and Pegasus Galaxy, what is it? Who is Paul Langford?"