Roughly Three Years Later
Sitting back in his new desk chair, Major Evan Lorne put his feet up on the desk in front of him, crossed his arms behind his head and smiled almost smugly. Despite their shared engineering background, Evan found himself easily able to tease some of his new team members as if he were the jock to their geeks in school. Ritter was alright, but Menard was far too easy a mark. Evan had only been put in a team with them for a short time and there first mission was coming up. As a specifically engineering unit, SG-11 was about to head out to P3X-403 to start mining the viable planet for its Naquadah. It was not going to be any of their first times off-world, but it was going to be their first time off-world for an extended period of time and as a team all together.
"You're such an easy mark, Menard!" Evan laughed and watched Ritter laugh just a little bit.
In response Menard shook his head in exasperation. "How long am I about to be stuck off-world with you?"
Evan laughed even harder. "That's why we'll become like your family. Imagine if we didn't get along?"
"You think this is us getting along?" Menard smiled and Evan chuckled, distracted by the conversation and not noticing Colonel Edwards, SG-11's CO entering their team office.
As he passed Evan, Edwards gently but firmly thwacked him across the back of the head. "Get your feet off the damn table. Just because we spend most of our time here, doesn't mean you can treat it like home." Evan dropped his arms and feet down, leaning forward onto his almost clear desk. "What have you been doing to Menard this time?"
"Nothing," he smiled.
"More juvenile pranks then?"
"I can't help myself, sir," Evan explained.
"Well, make sure you don't indulge your weakness on our mission, okay?"
"Yes, sir."
"And maybe take it easy on the verbal abuse. Out there, Menard won't be able to go running to his mommy."
"Hey!" Menard objected as the other three men laughed. It might have only been a few weeks, but Evan already liked his team. During his childhood, Evan had always been close with his parents and younger sister despite the academy preventing him from seeing them as often as he might have liked, the men he served with quickly became a surrogate family. Neither of his parents had been military, but neither of them had any problem with him joining the Air Force. Evan's mum's only real concern was that he had never brought a girlfriend home to meet them. Evan had no time for girlfriends or relationships, brief flings were far more his style.
