A/N: Sorry to all those who are under the silly illusion that Carter is better than Rodney, I just had to put Rodney in my story!!! I love David Hewlett!!! Rodney is my favourite character. By the way, I edited the first chapter at the end of February. Sorry.
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The PA crackled to life at lunch. "SG-1, to the general office. SG-1, to the general's office." Hammond's voice rang through the busy halls of the SGC. "Now!" he quickly added, knowing they wouldn't rush their lunch to come to his office, seeing as it usually meant one of them was going on a mission with another team, one of them was getting left behind, or Colonel O'Neil's job was going to get threatened again for insubordination.
A few moments later, SG-1 walked into his office, looking rather grumpy at the fact they didn't get to finish their lunch. "Yes sir, what can we do for you sir?" Jack asked, hoping that this wouldn't be one of their bad meetings with general Hammond.
"Colonel, I have some news for you." Hammond informed his second in command. "You will no longer have to look through anymore personal files, pretending to search for a new scientist for the team." He continued.
"Thank you sir for finally realizing that we only need three members," Jack was cut off before he could finish.
"I never said that you wouldn't have a new scientist join your team, I just said that you would no longer have to pick one." He explained.
"Sir...?" Jack waited for a further explanation.
"Yesterday I made arrangements to get a scientist for area 51 transferred to your team."
"Sir, I looked through all of the profiles of every single scientist from area 51 and all of them are grossly unqualified. None of them have had any field experience, they have no training with weapons or hand-to-hand combat, and compared to Carter..." Before the angry colonel could finish his rant, Hammond cut in.
"That's what your problem is," He explained in a clam voice, "you are comparing then to Major Carter, and in your eyes, no one could ever measure up. Good thing for you I never asked you to replace Samantha Carter, I asked you to fill her position on SG-1, and since you have not found someone in a year, I did it for you."
"Sir, I tried," Jack argued, his hot temper rising, "They all got injured, and if they didn't they got someone else on my team injured because they were making stupid mistakes. They also didn't take my orders, and were frankly hard to work with." At that moment, Jack started to miss Sam, which only made him angrier that she was being replaced.
"Jack, no offence," Daniel made his presence known, "but I think that you were the one being hard to work with"
"I was not!" Jack exclaimed, trying to defend himself.
"Jack, out of the fifty-seven scientist we've worked with. You made twenty-two run screaming and crying from the mountain, five changed their names, ten stayed for a while in the infirmary, and the rest have taken up residency in Dr. McKenzie's office."
For once, Jack O'Neill was silenced; he was so quiet because he knew that these numbers were correct.
At that very moment a short man with a laptop balanced on one arm and a sandwich in the other hand walked into the office.
"Colonel O'Neill, this is Dr. Rodney McKay. The new astrophysicist for your team."
