Sorry this has taken so long to come out but my coursework has been calling to me.

            'Who is she?'

            'I'm not sure, Major, but it appears she is a member of the SGC, a member of SG1 to be exact.'

            'It doesn't make sense; I've never laid eyes on her before.'

            General Hammond nodded gravely.  He prided himself on knowing all those under his command and he too had no idea who their mysterious guest was, though he had to admit that she looked familiar.

            'What are we going to do with her?'

            Doctor Fraiser, who had been listening close by, volunteered an answer.  'We look after her.  At the moment she's ill and I'll tend to her until she's better, she may have some valuable information.'

            Major Carter nodded.  'Janet's right.  She needs medical attention so we should save the questions until she regains consciousness.'

            'I am with Major Carter.' Teal'c announced.

            'So that's settled.'  General Hammond turned to Dr Fraiser and opened his mouth to speak but the infirmary door opening interrupted him.

            'Hey guys,'  Colonel O'Neill strode into the room and approached the group.  'What d'I miss?'

            'Colonel, I called for you ten minutes ago, where have you been?'  Hammond's tone was stern but he wasn't really angry more curious; Jack was usually so punctual.

            Jack cleared his throat. 'Nature called.  So I hear our visitor made quite an entrance.'  He looked around at the startled stares he was getting.  'Hey, you hear just as much gossip in the gents as you do in the ladies.'

            Sam shook her head in mild amusement.  'She did make an impression but the 'Gate put on the biggest show; it rotated anti-clockwise and the event horizon shone green instead of blue.'

            'Really?'  Jack mulled it over. 'I heard that there were dancing bears and little flying martians throwing confetti.'

            Sam smiled. 'Sir, which toilet did you visit?'

            'Why Carter, what are you accusing me of?'  Jack was in a playful mood and, had they been alone, he would have batted her on the arm.

            'Okay, break it up, children.' Hammond didn't appriciate the childishness of his two best officers, especially in the seriousness of the situation.

            Jack let his eyes linger on Sam a little longer than necisary and she bridled slightly.  He caught himself and switched his gaze to the sleeping figure on the bed.  It was hard to believe that that innocent looking creature had caused such a stir in the complex.

            He walked over to the bed and looked down at the unconscious woman.  There was something familiar about the stubborn frown that decked her face and he just couldn't ignore it.

            'Do I know her?'

            'There does seem to be something familiar about her, Colonel, but I don't believe we have met her before.'  Hammond felt better for knowing that he was not the only one who got déjà vu from just looking at her.

            Shrugging, Jack gave in to the sudden urge and reached out to brush a lock of short brown hair off the young woman's forehead.  He couldn't help the smile that crossed his lips as she stirred under his touch.

            A small moan shattered the silence that had decended on the room and the figure's eyes flickered open revealing a deep brown that was almost black.  They focused on the figure above her and smiled.

            'Colonel O'Neill.' She croaked, sitting up and taking the glass of water that Dr Fraiser offered.  'Thanks, Janet.' She said and took a sip before handing the glass back to the open-mouthed doctor.

            Jack looked back at his team and General Hammond wondering if they too saw the strangeness of the situation.  Gaining nothing from the blank face of Teal'c, he turned to Sam.  She definitely looked confused and shocked but there was something more underlying in her eyes that he couldn't read and it troubled him.

            The young woman noticed the others standing at the foot of the bed and a spark of recognition brightened her eyes.

            'Major Carter, Teal'c, Jonas, General Hammond.' A note of excitement quivered in her voice.

            'Okay, now you've introduced us, can I ask; who are you?'

            'Woops, did I forget to say?' she smirked and kicked off the bad sheet.  Hopping off the bed, she turned to salute Jack, who had returned to Sam's side.  'Lieutenant Trinity Turner, sir.  Triple A to my friends.'

            'Triple A?'

            Trinity smiled meekly.  'My nickname; Access All Areas.'

            'Right, that explains it.'  Jack shrugged at Sam indicating it had done anything but.

            Sam stepped forward and received a wide smile from Trinity.  'Are you feeling alright?'

            'I'm fine.  I felt terrible earlier but that's TTS for you, its just something you can't get used to, no matter how many times you take the leap.'

            'Excuse me?  TTS?  The leap?'

            'Sorry, sir, I keep forgetting.  TTS is Time Travel Syndrome and the leap is what we call the journey through time.  Y'know, Quantum Leap.'

            'Now why doesn't that surprise me?'

            Jack's question was rhetorical but Trinity answered it anyway, 'Because your line of work leads you to expect the unexpected.  You taught me that.'

            'I did?'

            'Yeah, when I was four.'

            Jack studied the young woman carefully, unable to shake the disturbing sense of familiarity.  'Do I know you?'

            'Ofcourse, I'm- Oh no! What am I doing?  Theres no time!'  Trinity scooped her cap off the bed and secured it on her head in one deft movement.  'We have to get moving.'

            'Wait a moment.  Where are you going?'

            'I have to get back.'  Her eyes found her digital watch which seemed to be counting backwards.  'I've only got an hour left.'

            'What happens in an hour?'

            'If I don't get back to the future within the next hour someone will be sent back in time to stop me ever coming.'  She appeared suddenly agitated and couldn't help fiddling with her watch strap.

            'Why did you come?'

            'Didn't I tell you already?  Damn, why am I so forgetful?  Ofcourse, TTS!'

            Jack looked warily at Trinity and turned to Sam conveying his concern for the lieutenant's mental health in his expression.  Sam smiled softly, mildly amused by the look on her CO's face.

            Trinity gathered her thoughts and ran a hand through her short hair.  'In my time, your future, we've got a bit of a crisis.  I'm afraid I can't go into much detail.  Major, you understand, don't you?'

            Sam nodded.  'Anything we do now could affect our future.  Isn't your coming here a bit of a gamble?'

            'Yes but we didn't have another option; we had to take the risk.  General O'Neill and Colonel Carter have been captured by the Sha'ra-'

            'The what/'

            'Hold on,' Jack cut in 'I'm General?'

            'Yes' Trinity said hurriedly 'But not for a while yet.  The Sha'ra are a renegade group of Tok'ra, they want the 'Gate on Earth destroyed and they believe they will achieve this by taking you hostage.'

            'Why us?  Why not General Hammond?'

            'General Hammond retired shortly before I was six but I can't say why they took you in particular.'

            'So why do you need us?'

            'We needed someone who was resourceful and well trained, something which is in short supply in my time.  We've already lost two teams and most of our best men trying to rescue you, so we turned to time travel.'

            'Couldn't you have gone back to stop us from being captured in the first place?'

            Trinity shook her head feverently.  'That would mean dramatically altering the future and we try to avoid that at all costs.  Besides we can only use time travel to further our knowledge not change things to how we want them to be, it doesn't work like that.'

            'Why come here, to this particular point in time?'

            'It had to be before I was born, which is next year.  But it also had to be as close as possible to the approaching pivotal point in your lives.'

            'Pivotal point?'

            'I can't say.  Please, you have got to come with me; the future is depending on you.'

            'Right.' Jack said, trying to gather the facts in his head.  'You want us to go with you, to the future, to save ourselves?'

            'Yes.'