"At ease." The Gen. said as he sat down eyeing the new 'recruits'. Once everyone was again seated the general passed a folder down the table. "Hello gentlemen. I'm General Hammond and before we go any further I must insist that you sign the confidentiality agreements in front to you. If there are any problems with that you may leave now." The men stared at the general for a moment then frantically scrawled their names across the lines. Each member on SG-1 smiled to themselves. They knew the old scientist's ambition and curiosity would win out over their suborn streaks in the end. The forms were all slid up the table to Daniel who placed them neatly into the folder and handed them to the general. Entwining his fingers and placing his hands over the forms the General leaned forward in his seat slightly. "Colonel Carter, if you wouldn't mind…."
Sam gave the general a smile and a small nod and without hesitation turned to the enthralled men waiting to hang on her every word. She couldn't help but think of how surprised they would be. In her head Samantha pictured the rather snobby looking men doing their best fish out of water impressions. Suppressing a chuckle she opened her mouth to explain all about the stargate program. 'SG-1 to the gateroom.'
Four heads swung around to the general who gave them the okay to go. "I suppose this will have to wait a few moments gentlemen. If you'll excuse us." Then with a nod he and all four members of the premier team headed for the gateroom. No sooner had the door closed before them before an armed SF stepped inside the briefing room and took point at the door never acknowledging the academics presence.
"Well this is just bloody brilliant!" Dr. Johnson said.
So there the men sat, some drumming their fingertips on the cherry table's finish, some staring listlessly around the room. Dr. Hanson thought it would be a good idea to burn some of his idle energy by pacing the room. "Where do you think they went?" he asked.
"They're probably just having a laugh at our expense." Johnson replied hotly.
"Now what sense would that make?" one of the younger men said offhandedly.
"What sense does any of this make so far?" another added.
Hanson had now completely circled the room two times and stopped to look at the metal wall just behind the General's seat. "Well this is odd… it looks like it would retract almost." He muttered to himself.
"What's that?" Johnson asked.
"Oh nothing." Hanson said retaking his seat and once again tapping his fingers against the large slab.
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"I see no reason not to allow you accompany SG-16 on this son."
"Thank you General. This may prove to be a weapon of some sort to help us sir."
"Lets hope so. After you finish gearing up would you mind reporting to the observation deck?"
"Yes Sir." Daniel said and after the General left he strapped on his vest and left for the armory.
Daniel headed up the stairs to the observation to see the General and his teammates looking into a security monitor. "What cha' doin?" He asked genuinely confused.
"Oh! Danny you're just in time Sneezy just got up. Grumpy's still tapping his fingers though."
"What?"
"We left 'em alone. So we figured we'd get a look at them when they don't think they're being watched."
"You're observing my recruits."
"Indeed." Teal'c said in a way that dared Daniel to object. Daniel however had other plans.
"Sweet. Anything good yet?"
"Nope they're just sitting so far, except for Hanson he seems a little uneasy." Sam filled him in.
"We thought you might want to watch too Son."
"Where do you think they went?"
"They're probably just having a laugh at our expense." Johnson replied hotly.
"Now what sense would that make?" one of the younger men said offhandedly.
"What sense does any of this make so far?" another added.
Daniel leaned in when he saw what Hanson was doing. He was studying his surroundings! He should have become an archeologist not an anthropologist! "Oh I like him." He remarked happily.
"Why's that?"
"Look- he's studying his surroundings. He's gonna be great on a field team."
"Well this is odd… it looks like it would retract almost." He muttered.
"See. He's observant too."
"What's that?" Johnson asked.
"Oh nothing." Hanson said retaking his seat and once again tapping his fingers against the large slab.
"Well I'd better get going only got 5 minutes before we ship out." Daniel said as he turned to leave. "And don't be too hard on them Jack!" he yelled as he jogged down the stairs.
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Fifteen minutes later General Hammond and SG-1 minus Dr. Jackson returned and took their seats. After the airman left Dr. Hanson asked what was on all their minds. "Um… where's Dr. Jackson?"
"Dr. Jackson's services were needed elsewhere. We'll have to continue without him I'm afraid." With a wave of his hand he indicated for Carter to begin. "Colonel"
"Yes sir." Sam sat collecting her thoughts, trying to pinpoint the best possible way to start, and was berated by her previous mental image of academic guppies. But before she could begin Jack interrupted with a cough.
"Um General actually I was kind of hoping that without Danny boy here to object I could give the speech this time." Seeing the looks he was getting from his co-workers he stuttered. "Well Carter and Daniel always get to do it! Heck- even Teal'c's done it! … Uh, sir."
"If you don't mind colonel he asked Sam with a slight smile."
"Not at all Sir." She responded with a little grin of her own.
"Yes!" Jack shouted as he pumped his fist in the air in victory.
All of the civilians were thinking the same thing. 'This is the weirdestmilitary operation ever.'
Authors note: I'm sorry for any typos or unclear sections... some things like dividers don't seem to come up on the site and I don't have a beta. Questions, comments, ideas all welcome. :-)
