Author's Note: This will my seventeenth (published) story and my second cross-over. As I have mentioned before, I was inspired to write these stories by the many amazing Authors on Fan Fiction who write Kick-Ass Stories.

This story is a bit of a stretch, but I thought I would give it a go, if for nothing more than a bit of fun!

This story is based on my Forsaken universe. Characters from the Forsaken story will feature, as will characters from the Stargate franchise. As far as the Forsaken storyline is concerned, the events in this story fit into an AU future, approximately one year ahead of the current Forsaken story. As far as the Stargate storyline is concerned, the events in this story fit in after the end of Stargate Atlantis, with the City of Atlantis having returned to the Pegasus Galaxy.

As usual, I look forward, with some trepidation, to any reviews. I promise to accept any, and all, criticism. In addition, I am, still, British so my spelling and grammar may look and seem strange to some.

Cheyenne Mountain Complex
Colorado

Stargate Command

"Are you absolutely certain about this, Carter?"

"Yes, Sir, absolutely," Colonel Samantha Carter replied.

"The IOA already think I'm certifiable; but they're criminals!"

"Vigilantes, Sir, there's a difference..."

Lieutenant General Jack O'Neill just glared at his subordinate.

"The team are good at what they do and will know the tactics the other, err, team would be using..."

"What does our esteemed Commander of Atlantis say about this idea?"

"Richard was not happy, but he'll go along with it. They would have SG-1 and Sheppard's team to support them on the ground," Colonel Carter replied.

"Okay, I'll get the approval of the IOA, but you will get your vigilantes onboard!"

"Yes, Sir."

Chicago
Glenview

I had just returned from taking the twins to school and it was time for some relaxation.

"Dave, I'm heading off to the Safehouse. You coming?"

"Yeah, I..."

There was a brief flash of white light and a strange sensation, and then I was no longer in Chicago!

..._...

I was in a large room with metal walls, computer displays and a very large window – was that Earth? A door slid open behind us and a man entered. He was busily tapping away on a tablet that he held in one hand. Dave was looking just as perplexed as I felt. My hand started to move towards my concealed Glock.

"What the hell just happened?" I demanded.

"All in good time, all in good time!" The man said, not looking up but still tapping away. "Err, could you pick up that device on the table?"

The man indicated a white, overlarge, PDA type device that sat on a table. I picked it up; it instantly came to life at my touch and I saw what looked like a plan of the room we were in and there were three little dots on the screen. One of which moved as the man walked around me.

"Interesting!" The man commented to himself, peering over my shoulder.

"Can we at least get your name?"

"Oh, yes, sorry – Dr Rodney McKay and you are Mindy Macready and Dave Lizewski."

"That would be Mindy Lizewski, actually," I corrected him.

"Oh!" For a moment, the man seemed slightly annoyed.

"Where are we?"

"You are on the 'USS George Hammond'... In geosynchronous orbit of Earth..."

USS George Hammond

I just stood there open mouthed.

Dave was intrigued and he was staring out of the window.

"I know it is a lot for normal people to take in, but..."

"What? 'Normal people'?" I exclaimed. "So what are you – somebody special?"

"Err..." McKay began.

"Yes, he is actually!" Another man said, entering the room through the open doors. "Colonel John Sheppard."

The man held out his hand; I took it.

"Hello. I'm Mindy Lizewski and over there is my husband, Dave."

The man wore what passed for a grey military uniform, which had the Stars and Stripes on his left shoulder. On his right shoulder was a flash that I had never seen before, but it said 'ATLANTIS'. On his right side hung a pistol holster with what I recognised as a custom Para Ordnance P14 high-capacity .45-calibre pistol.

"Good to meet you, Mindy and you Dave. Time for a coffee, I think..."

We followed the Colonel along several corridors. There was a constant humming sound, but otherwise there was no hint that we were on a – spaceship? Then I had a thought: shouldn't we be weightless? We passed through another steel door and I recognised a dining room, although they probably called it a mess hall, here. The three of us sat down at a table beside a window that again showed Earth, far below us.

Just as the Colonel brought us each a mug of steaming coffee, a tall, stunning woman, dressed in blue coveralls came in the door and walked directly over to us.

"May I join you?" She asked with a smile. "Colonel Samantha Carter; I am the Commander of this vessel. You must have some questions."

"Understatement of the year!" I growled.

"Yeah, sorry!" Colonel Carter agreed with an honest attempt at an apologetic smile.

"Look at these pictures and tell me what you think...," Colonel Sheppard said, passing over a folder.

I looked at the cover of the folder; it was covered in all sorts of dire warnings concerning National Security.

What was the 'SGC'?

I opened the folder and froze.

It looked like me!

I meant Hit Girl, in her combat suit, except that it was an older combat suit, from at least three or so years before. There was something else different; I was in a forest and the suit while still purple was covered in mud and I could see damage – fire damage?

I was getting more and more confused as I sifted through the photos. There was Kick-Ass, Battle Guy, Shadow, Mist and Jackal, but no Wildcat, Trojan or the others. Dave was looking over at the photos too. I looked up at him and he looked just as confused as I did.

I looked up at Colonel Carter who grimaced.

"Where do I start?" She said calmly. "The multi-verse theory of quantum physics posits the existence of parallel universes. An infinite number of ever-growing alternate realities that exist concurrently with our own. The theory holds that anything that can happen will happen, if not in this reality, then in another..."

"So you're saying that somewhere in an alternative universe there is a version of Dave Lizewski that actually understands what you are saying?" Dave asked.

Colonel Carter smiled before she replied.

"Theoretically, yes..."

"Oh, cool!"

"Who are they?" I asked.

"They are an alternative version of your team; Fusion," Colonel Sheppard explained.

"Only, they are not as nice as your team is...," Colonel Carter added before going on. "We have no idea how long they have been running around Pegasus, that's the galaxy where they are, but they are causing problems, both for the indigenous peoples directly and also by upsetting the Wraith."

My brain was about to explode! Galaxy, Wraith, Pegasus...

"Okay, let me get this straight, if I may...," I began. "We have just been 'beamed up' to a starship in orbit of Earth and we are discussing alternative universes and alternative versions of Fusion, who are screwing about in a galaxy far, far, away, called Pegasus! They are also up to something with Wraith, whatever they are, but they don't sound very nice..."

"Fairly accurate!" Colonel Sheppard agreed and Colonel Carter smiled uncomfortably.

"Why don't you just round them up?" Dave asked.

"We've tried – they're just very good. They keep outwitting us..." Colonel Sheppard explained a bit sheepishly.

"We are putting together a team and we want you to lead it. We want you to capture the other Fusion," Colonel Carter said.