Disclaimer: Stargate is not mine, or Your's, or 17th Century Chemist Robert Boyle's.
"Sir, we're engaging the sensor scan." The current pilot of Odyssey stated.
"Light her up." Major General Jack O'Neill stated.
"Carter?" He said, knowing the ship's communication system would allow her to hear him.
"Nothing yet sir." The dulcet tones of Colonel Dr. Samantha Carter rang back at him.
The Odyssey was scanning the North Pole using the new Asgard sensors. Dr. Rodney McKay had found some evidence of some sort of Ancient compound being there in Atlantis' Database, But so far they had found nothing, And if the Asgard's advanced sensors Couldn't find anything...
"Sir!" Carter's voice shouted from a speaker on his command chair.
"What is it Carter?"
"The sensor array is picking up several strange frequency emissions including a sub-harmonic field, and-"
"What?"
"A cloak, Sir."
AN: This travesty came to me after i ate an entire box of chocolate covered cherries, And I hope you like it.