Airman First Class Damien Gordan, 24 yrs old, was on Earth for a medical and pysch evaluation the day the IOC went to the Gamma Base with SG1. It wasn't until the next day when he was scheduled to return that he found out it had been destroyed. Just that further shock almost broke him…again. And then the flashbacks returned. He tried to take deep breaths and count backwards from 100 but the image of helping to bring Dr. Frasier's lifeless body back to the Stargate while dodging the Jaffa firing at them still haunted him.

Right then and there, AFC Gordan decided he had had enough action and adventure. He didn't know what the Airforce would do with him but he didn't care right then. He just wanted to go somewhere where he could forget. So he asked for leave to go to visit his elderly grandfather in Florida.

His grandfather knew something was bothering his youngest grandson, but also knew it was something he really couldn't talk about. Since they were both long time Star Trek fans, although differed between TOS and TNG, they decided to take in a nearby convention.

They were just getting settled in when Damien thought he saw someone he recognized. That bothered him all day until he realized that it was Master Sergeant Renusa and he remembered her from a group he had helped settle on base the other day. Damien asked his Grandpa to save his place in the autograph line and decided to say hello.

"Fancy meeting you here, Master Sergeant," Damien said as he stopped beside her.

She jumped as she turned to look at him, "And you are?"

"Oh, sorry, thought that you would recognize me. Airman First Class Damien Gordan," he said as he pulled out his dog tags "Usually stationed at Cheyenne Mountain Complex but currently…"

"Shh, don't let the whole world know" she said glancing around quickly. "Put those away! What are you doing here?"

"I was about to say that I am on leave. My Grandfather lives in Ocala and since I was visiting the same time as this convention here in Orlando we thought we would see if there was any update on the new Star Trek movie coming up."

"Oh, I thought that you had some new orders from the SGC for me."

"You mean you're here on official business?"

"If you don't know, I can't tell you," replied Renusa. "But if you want to know, you can go through your chain of command back at the SGC." Then she turned back to a table with a sign that said

OFF-WORLD COLONIES – HOW TO MAKE THEM REAL AND VIABLE

Damien headed back to his Grandfather then, but was thinking 'A Civilian Colony – now that would be nice and quiet.'

When Damien got back to the base the next week, he was asked which off-world site he would like to be stationed at. "I would like the quietest one, the one without any Jaffa shooting at me or bugs destroying it."

"Well, that takes out the Gamma base and the New Alpha base as we are sure it will be targeted by the Ori or the Lucian Alliance soon. And let's not forget that Ba'al is still out there. Umm, How about P5X-327?"

"What's that?"

"The New Colony we are starting. We've already got about 1500 people there, with 300 or so Army Corp of Engineers and scientists. You would a part of the 24 hrhour military security and Gate watch," his Sergeant said as he referred to the file. "A majority of the civilians are professionals, contractors and engineers. It's kinda funny, it seems that we are recruiting quite a lot from the science fiction fan community. They are both knowledgeable in the areas needed and open-minded about it."

Damien's jaw dropped. "That's why that Master Sergeant thought I was there with orders for her."

"What's that, son?"

"I was at a Star Trek convention in Orlando last week and happened to run into Master Sergeant Renusa. She really confused me when she thought I was there to bring orders to her from the SGC."

"Master Sergeant Renusa has been one of our best recruiters since the beginning of our little colony endeavor."

Damien stood to attention. "Sergeant, I would like to be assigned to this colony, please."

"Here is a brief on the planet and the colony. Pack up, you'll be shipping out tomorrow with the next shipment of supplies and colonists," the Sergeant said as he made notes in the Airman First Class's file.

As he stepped through the Gate and was directed to the base C.O.'s office, Damien thought 'seems like a nice place, this could be a new start for me.'

The Colonel assigned him quarters, "Hurry up and stow your gear, son. We have had a huge storm and everyone is needed to get the mess cleaned up. Then the only real need for personnel I have right now is in the Cafeteria, so I guess that will be you where you start out."

Damien stood and saluted, "Yes, Sir. Sounds nice and quiet here, sir."