Summary: And Daniel finds out his relatives are not entirely typical either.
AN: Rated R, for one bad word.
Prompt: LJ Community 20_fics - 006. "For crying out loud."
Jack resisted the urge to fall on his knees and kiss his best friend's shoes. Daniel was here! He would fix everything! He would make mini-Jack stop talking nonsense! There was no such thing as magic! And Daniel would prove it. Of course most people said there was no such things as aliens, but of course that was completely different.
Unfortunately Jack would discover his hopes were going to be shattered.
"Uncle Daniel? I didn't know you know Colonel O'Neill."
Uncle Daniel? What the Fuck!
It took several seconds for Jack to get his mouth working. "Space monkey, did you forget to tell us something? About your British relatives?" His voice was pointed acid by this point.
Daniel Jackson stared at his team leader with wide innocent blue eyes. "Tell you what?" He turned to the young British woman. "Hermione, why didn't you e-mail or call and let me know you were in Colorado Springs? I would have tried to take a few days off to show you around the city."
Hermione shook her head. "It was an unplanned trip Uncle Daniel. Mum was planning on stopping by After we finished our tour of Western United States." She coughed discreetly sneaking a peak at the Colonel. "Uncle Daniel was never informed of the special boarding school I attended."
Jack blinked. "You mean he doesn't know?"
Daniel was getting irked by this point. "What don't I know?"
"That your niece is a witch."
"Jack! You don't have to be so offensive. I'm sure Hermione didn't mean to do whatever she did to annoy you."
Jack's expression was one of patient tolerance. "Daniel, I mean that literally. Your niece is an honest-to-God, card carrying witch. A wand waving, spell casting, potion mixing, magic using, witch."
Daniel stared at his now sheepish looking niece who was more interested in her toes than meeting his eyes.
"Hermione, is this true?"
She peeked up through thick lashes. "Yes?" The affirmation was hesitant. Daniel could see her shoulders stiffen, and draw up reflexively against a negative backlash, and softened his instinct to probe for details.
"Ok, I'm assuming your mother knows?"
Hermione blinked and nodded vigorously. "Oh yes! I promised Mum I'd try to keep the magic use down during this trip but I met Jon here in a bad situation," She glanced at Jack's clone. "And used it to escape."
Daniel nodded slowly. "Would you mind showing me some spells Hermione?" He glanced at Jack for an instant. "I've seen some remarkable things during my travels and I'd like to see how similar or different it is to my experiences."
Hermione was startled by the request and hesitant. "I don't know, I'm not supposed to be telling everyone about-."
Jack's patience broke. "Oh for crying out loud! Let's just go to the mountain and let Hammond deal with this!" Seeing her tense like a cornered animal he was quick to reassure her in his offhand fashion. "If the NID is after Jon and they saw her in his company it is only a matter of time before they ID and track her and her family down." He caught her eye. "As you must suspect we all have secrets here. I don't have the authority to share them with you but General Hammond does. But I'm being honest here our work is dangerous and any edge including magic could be a God-send."
Hermione stiffened. "I'm not supposed to… The Statute of Secrecy…"
"Look kid, you have a government right?" She nodded. "Is there an equivalent in the United States?" Another nod. "Do you know how to contact them?" Yes. "Then just point us in their direction. The General will take care of the rest. SGC has enough pull with the President to cut through most red-tape."
Hermione blinked. "How can you be so sure? Most Magical governments maintain strict separation from the non-Magical."
Jack's response was desert-dry. "Perhaps, but if you don't have a planet to live on that pesky Secrecy rule would not be in effect, would it?"
Hermione froze. "Is what you do that important?"
Daniel glanced at Jack before answering. "Very. You know me Hermione, I would not stay with the Air Force unless I had very good reasons. Most of Academia consider me as a fringe-lunatic and my work is almost always classified so I can't publish it in entirety but what I do is important so I stay.
Hermione hesitated then nodded. "Okay. I'll go with you." Her eyes narrowed. "But if I don't agree with what you say I am not staying."
Daniel nodded. "Fair enough. You will only be required to sign a non-disclosure agreement to not tell anyone of what you are told."
Hermione nodded. "That's fair."
...ooOoo...
TBC…
