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A/N: So, finally, the new chapter. I've split it into two arts so that I can upload this part sooner. I will finish the next part soon.
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Chapter 3
"Well, that proves it then. Something bad happened, just like we knew it would! But of course, you wouldn't listen to us! We've only been doing this for SEVEN YEARS! What the hell would we know?" O'Neill slammed the phone back onto it's hook in frustration and ran a hand through his hair angrily.
"Sir?" Sam called from the bed. Jacob had finished healing her legs, but she hadn't moved yet, heavy casts still encasing her legs.
O'Neill ignored her and continued cursing authorities under his breath. General Ward had refused down right that there was any virus infecting the computer systems, stating that the technology was working at exactly the rate they had hoped for. His blatant disregard for the knowledge SG1 had concerning the working of the galaxy was growing old, very quickly, in Jack's books.
"Jack!" Sam called again, this time loud enough to rouse him from his tirade. "Would you give it a rest? I get it, Ward's an idiot, but pacing back and forth on reinforced concrete is only going to wear out your shoes. What would help is if you would come over here, and help me out of these goddamn casts!"
"That's borderline insubordination, Major," Jack said, in a perfect imitation of the General. He stopped pacing, and moved to the bed. "So, how do we do this?"
"Well, you go and get a chisel or something to break the cast, while I put on a hoodie over this ridiculous hospital gown." Carter replied, reaching for the jacket beside her bed.
A few minutes later, Jack returned with a chisel and they broke the cast off Sam's leg. Beneath, the leg was pale, but as fit and strong as either of them could have imagined. Gingerly, Sam reached down and rest a hand on her knee, the area that had been most damaged by the rubble. There was no pain.
"Sam?" Jack asked, noticing the tears in her eyes. She smiled up at him.
"It doesn't hurt! I… I almost forgot what it felt like to not have that throbbing ache just below the surface, even after Morphine. Jack, it doesn't hurt!" Sam was beaming, and Jack was swept up in her excitement.
"You think you can walk, Major?" Jack asked grinning like Sam.
"I'm not sure sir, only one way to test it out." With that, she slid her legs over the edge of the bed and let them drop to the floor. She held O'Neill's shoulder for support and slowly stood, putting more weight on her legs moment by moment. Gently, she lifted her hand off his shoulder and stood tall. Still smiling, she took a step forward, then another, and another. Soon she was walking like she had never stopped.
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"How is she?" Daniel asked as he met Jack outside the infirmary.
"Not good. She'll live, thankfully, but the doctors don't know if she'll be able to walk again."
"She'd be kicked out of the military?" Worry was etched into every line on Jack's face, and Daniel knew that inside his heart was breaking.
"Yeah. She'd probably stay on at the SGC as a civilian consultant, or be moved to R&D at Area. No more trekking through alien forests, or running down dunes on a sand planet. I don't think she'd even be able to go to the Alpha site in a wheelchair, the terrain is too rugged."
"Would Ward even let her go?" There was the question that hung over SG1 as they waited to hear the results of Sam's surgery.
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"So, we bust into Ba'al super top secret base, blow up a bunch of stuff, get this anti-virus and come back in one piece, just to face a court-marshal?" Jack asked, resting his head on one hand. SG1 were sitting with Jacob in his temporary quarters planning their attack.
"Basically, yes. Of course, if you manage too, while you're there, it would be great if you could contact our operative on the inside. We haven't heard anything from them in quite some time, so we are a little bit wary."
"That all sounds well and good, but how are we meant to get off this base? There's no chance at all the Ward will just let us leave." Daniel said, and the group quietened.
"Dad, when are you leaving?" Sam asked suddenly.
"No." Jacob said sternly. Sam opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off. "I know what you're thinking, and it's too risky."
"No more risky than breaking into Ba'al's base, and you know it. We've done harder things! SG1can handle it!"
"I don't care! The 'Gate room is full of highly trained marines! You could get yourselves killed!"
"Jacob, Carter, shut the hell up, would you both?" Jack yelled over the top of their argument. "That's better. What the hell are you talking about?"
"Sorry sir. If SG1 go with Dad to the 'Gate room under a guise of seeing him off, and then make a break for the 'Gate, we could slip through and make it to the otherside. Then, all we'd need to do is dial Ba'al's planet from the Tok'ra 'Gate." Sam explained, and Jack smiled.
"Sam, you're a genius!" He said, tapping her lightly on the back.
"No, she's not." Jacob said and the other members of the room stared at him. "Well, okay, she is, but there's a problem with the plan. The 'Gate room is full of marines. You'd be shot to pieces before you got to the other side."
"I'm no quantum theorist, but I'm pretty sure that's impossible. Anyway, General Ward has cut back the number of marines in the 'Gate room. We could do it easily."
"So, it's a plan then?" Daniel asked, and the team nodded. Teal'c stood, bowed his head in farewell then left. Daniel, Jack and Sam followed, leaving Jacob alone to wonder what he had gotten himself involved in.
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"I've been promoted." General Hammond said, sitting at the head of the briefing table. "Given the events over the last few weeks, Dr Weir agrees that a military head of command is needed. However, the President wants me to stay on as the head of Home World Security."
"Congratulations, sir." O'Neill said. Hammond smiled. "Any idea who'll be taking you spot?"
"His name is General Ward. He's one of the best."
"General Laurence Ward?" Carter asked. At Hammonds nod, she continued. "Sir, I've met him. He worked with my father for several years. Does he even know about the existence of the Stargate?"
"He is being informed as we speak." Hammond sat. Jack snored.
"Are you serious, sir? This Ward guy doesn't even know about the Stargate, and we're being forced into his command?"
"Colonel, he is a good officer. Frankly, I would like someone with more experience, but there aren't that many people who have the qualifications to take on this job. I'm not even sure I'm qualified for this!"
"Well sir, you did a good job, and you have that much on you side."
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SG1 walked down the large corridors of the SGC in full black-ops gear, minus the guns. Every member of the base that saw them knew something was up, but no one was worried enough to comment on it. The only comments that SG1 received were praise and happiness that Sam was walking again.
When they reached the control room, they met with Jacob. He was dressed in traditional Tok'ra clothing, making it seem more likely that they were just going to see him off. He carried a large bag on his shoulder, which SG1 knew contained P-90's and combat vests. They nodded, the symbol that everything was in place, and enter the room.
The 'Gate was active, as they expected. Walter was nothing if not efficient. They did a quick survey of the room. Two marines, both from before Ward's time. This heartened the team. Hopefully, the marines would leave them be.
"Well, I'll be seeing you," Jacob said, as he moved toward the event horizon. Once he crossed, SG1 shared a brief look, then, as one, Ran towards the 'Gate.
Instantly, they heard the sound of guns being loaded, but kept going anyway. Teal'c, Daniel and Sam crossed the event horizon s Jack turned back to face the shocked Control room.
"Trust me, we are doing this for your good. The damn technology from Ba'al is going to shut down all the computers on Earth. Ask the general if you don't believe me. But we're doing this, and we're saving Earth, now, before it's too late."
With that, he turned and stepped into the swirling blue vortex.
The two marines lowered there guns and looked back at the control room. Walter was stunned, but hid a small smile. Finally, the old SG1 were back.
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On the Tok'ra base, Jacob handed out P-90's and vests to the team. With in moments, the 'Gate was redialled and SG1 were ready for their mission.
"Good luck. I'll head back to Earth and try to get people to understand what's going on. If I can, I'll contact George. There's no way he's supportive of this." Jacob kissed Sam's head, and signalled for them to leave.
When the 'Gate shut down, he sighed, and began to redial.
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