Face Swapping and Class Hopping

Chapter One: We Have To Do What?

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A/N: Hey folks! Here's an idea that I know has been done before, but this one has my own little twists. So give it a try and hopefully you enjoy it!

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"We have to do what?" Jack eyes were wide with disbelief as he stared at the general. The older man's only response was a grave nod of the head. Jack looked around the table at his team mates, hoping he wasn't the only one who thought this was crazy. Daniel was staring at the general with a mixture of horror and acceptance, though his skin had gone slightly pale. Teal'c was staring impassively at the general, his usual barely readable mask in place. And Carter…well, Carter was doing that damn thing where she bit her lip adorably.

As though reading his thoughts, her bright blue eyes locked onto his and for a second he thought he caught a glimmer of mischief; but it was replaced in the next second by worry. She turned her gaze to the general and cleared her throat anxiously,

"Permission to speak freely, sir?"

"Granted." Hammond sighed, knowing what he had just asked of his people was preposterous, to say the least.

"Sir, I understand that the SGC has no jurisdiction outside of the mountain, but surely there must be some way to involve local authorities in this." She glanced around the table. "Instead of us, I mean."

Hammond let out another sigh. "We've tried that angle, Major, but we can't exactly tell them who we're looking for."

"We could tell them he's wanted for petty theft or something." Sam felt herself grasping at straws. A muffled cough next to her told her the colonel knew it too.

"Except for the fact that we don't know what they look like." Hammond opened the file in front of him. "The intel is severely lacking in this instance, people. We need to solve this thing quickly and to do that we need the best. I'm sorry, SG-1, but this is your mission."

Sam looked like she wanted to argue some more, but Jack lightly nudged her knee with his own and she fell silent, staring gloomily down at the table.

"Dismissed, people." Hammond rose from the table and went into his office, closing the door behind him. He released a tense breath. He'd been doing this job a long time…but this was by far the most outrageous mission he'd ever sent his people on. He only hoped they were up to it.

SG-1 rose silently from the briefing room table, not looking at one another, simply lost in their own thoughts. As a group they made their way to the elevators and down to Sam's lab. Once inside, Sam closed the door and leaned heavily against it. A moment of silence passed before Daniel and Jack started talking at the same time. Another pause. Finally, Jack said, "Well, there's no way in hell I'm doing this."

Sam was only slightly surprised. It wasn't like the colonel to turn down a mission, but in this case, it was completely understandable. "I don't think we have a choice, sir."

"But, can't this, like, screw up the time and space continuum thing?" He squinted his eyes at her, trying to figure out what exactly he meant by that.

"No, sir, unfortunately there's no risk of that."

"There's got to be something…" Daniel trailed, looking desperately around the room.

Sam opened her mouth and then closed it again before shaking her head in defeat. She couldn't see a way around it. "You've been awfully quiet, Teal'c."

"Of course he's been quiet. He gets a good cover." Jack flicked a small wad of paper at the big man. "What's there to complain about?"

"The fact that he'll have to be around hormonal adolescents all day, maybe?" Daniel answered irritably.

"Better than being one." Jack fired back.

Daniel opened his mouth to argue, but snapped it shut when he realized Jack was right. It was better than being one of them. Sam watched this exchange with pursed lips, turning the inevitable over in her mind. She was beginning to come to terms with their situation and the bickering was getting on her nerves.

"Well." She said, pushing away from the door. "I think we all just have to get used to the idea."

"The idea?" Jack repeated sarcastically.

"Yes." Sam fixed her gaze on his. "The idea that we are going back to high school."

Daniel visibly tensed and Jack looked like all the air had been let out of him. Up until this point none of them had said it out loud, like it wasn't actually going to happen unless it was voiced. And Sam had broken that unspoken pact.

"Carter, do you know how long it's been since I went to high school?" Jack ignored the small voice in the back of his head warning him not to remind her of his age. Not that it really mattered anyway.

"It wasn't exactly yesterday for me either, sir." She snapped, surprised at the anger in her voice.

"Looks like Sam already has the hormonal mindset coming back to her." Daniel snarked, still annoyed at the situation. He had hated high school.

"Daniel." Sam warned.

"What? Besides, why are you upset? Didn't you love school?" Daniel crossed his arms rather petulantly and glared at his friend.

"No, as a matter of fact, high school was terrible." A pained look crossed her features, but she banished it before continuing. "Hopefully, it won't take more than a few days to find the rogue members of the Trust. They may have changed their appearance by several years, but they should still be recognizable. In and out."

"Right." Jack said, rolling his eyes. "Let's all just go trotting off to high school and blend in with the fifteen year olds. You don't think we're going to stand out?"

"We'll be using the mimic devices procured after the foothold situation-," Sam started, but Jack cut her off.

"I know physically we'll blend in, but what about us? Our personalities. We've got twentyish years on these kids, you don't think that's going to show?"

"Not unless you show it." Daniel sighed. Jack had a point. "It's just going to take some effort to pretend our biggest worries are our complexions and exams."

"O'Neill, while this does indeed sound like a challenge, I believe you, Major Carter, and Daniel Jackson will succeed in your task." Teal'c bowed his head slightly.

"Thanks, T." Jack almost smiled. Maybe he was just blowing this out of proportion.

"But if you do not, I will secure the criminals from my position as gymnasium instructor."

"Thanks, T." Jack repeated with much less enthusiasm.

"You might want to say gym teacher, Teal'c." Daniel smirked slightly and Teal'c inclined his head.

"We just have to be careful, sir. Stick together when we can, but we'll ultimately have to split up to find these guys." Sam settled onto the stool next to the colonel and across from Daniel.

"Ugh. What is high school even like nowadays? Greasers and prima donnas?" Jack grinned as a small laugh escaped his second's lips.

"No, sir. According to Cassie, it's 'chill.' Whatever that means." She grinned and both Daniel and Jack chuckled. Teal'c watched the exchange with a content, but slightly puzzled expression. He alone had begun to think about how being sent to high school could affect the team's psyche. Children back on Chulak were whirlwinds at that age, sucking you into their cares and concerns. He only hoped his friends could hold on to the dynamic they currently had.

By the end of dinner, Sam, Jack, and Daniel were feeling significantly better about their situation. Sam was loathe to admit it, but she was a little excited about being handed a class schedule. Daniel was curious to see how much things had changed from when he was in school and Jack was (secretly) eager to see how his team mates looked as teens.

To be continued…

NOTE: Anyone else notice in Evolution Part 2 that every interaction Sam and Jack have is incredibly intimate and shippy? I don't know why I never noticed before, but this episode just shot to the top of my list!