The Adventures of SG-1
Fall-in

"Langara"

Stargate Command

All 5 members of SG-1 were stood at the bottom of the ramp, watching as the Stargate activated.

The Iris closed, then after a moment, reopened just as they heard the voice of the technician, "Jonas Quinns' IDC."

And out stepped their former team member.

Jonas grinned at them all, as one by one, they all enveloped him in a hug, with one exception. Teal'c just grasped his arm in that Jaffa greeting.

Jack was the first to actually speak, as the group left the gate room as one. "So, what brings about this visit? Thought you weren't going to get the chance to come for another month."

Jonas smiled a little, "One of Kelowna's endeavours has sort of paused the diplomatic process, while our different scientists pore over the most recent reports. It's rather promising."

"Oh? Do I sense something good our way too?"

Jonas shrugged, "We might be able to supply you with more Naquadria in the future. Officially, I mean."

"That is good news, Jonas Quinn." Teal'c spoke.

"So you used the quiet time to visit your old pals, eh?" Jack asked.

A nod, and Jonas stage-whispered, "Wouldn't want to miss the party."

"Actually, Jonas, Harry's not going to be here for his party." Daniel shared.

"Huh?"

Harry spoke up, "I'm taking some of my saved up vacation time. A week having a bit of a tour of California. San Diego, San Fran, LA."

"Oh."

Sam winced a bit, and shared, "He's not had much chance to see much of Earth as it should be."

At their looks, Jonas remembered something about Harry. How Harry had travelled the Earth in his birth reality, but that earth had been a warzone. "Well that's a better birthday present than what I had in mind, but they say the gesture is what matters, not the gift."

They crammed into the elevator, and one of them managed to press a button. While it wasn't truly cramped, they were a bordering on invading personal space. 6-8 people was the upper limit in the lift.

"So how long have you got? I start my vacation tomorrow." Harry spoke up.

"Well, a few days. They'll send a message when they want me to return. It's too bad, If I'd have known, I'd have requested enough time to join you."

They left the elevator, heading seemingly for Sams' lab.

"Well, I'm going Fishing. Not so far as California." Jack began.

"I'd love to join you, Jack." Jonas was actually... pleased... about that. "Good weather?"

"Probably. Maybe. You tell me."

As they entered Sam's lab and took spots around it, Sam and Harry struggled with holding in their reactions at the joke.

"What about you two, Daniel, Teal'c?"

"I will join Master Bra'tac at the Alpha site. Some of the younger Jaffa joining our cause show great promise, and Master Bra'tac is not used to teaching more than three Jaffa at once."

"Daniel?"

Daniel shrugged. "Catch up on the backlog."

"There'll always be a backlog, Daniel." Jack spoke. "Unless you delegate. Look at Sam, how much less stress she's under because she knows the meaning of the word."

Daniel looked at Harry and Sam, and nodded. Sam had decided that, since he was doing a good job with much of her duties during her time Ascended, and indeed during the odd mission when Harry didn't go along due to his ongoing education, she had officially delegated those jobs and duties to him.

Considering most of the phone calls to Area 51 were about a single subject, having the expert of those subjects telling them emphatically 'no' at the very least got the scientists at the base listening and actually 'not' doing some of the more inadvisable things.

Because of the lightened load, she actually got to focus more time on what she should have been doing to accomplish the SGC's mission of discovery of alien technologies, and furthering her understanding of the underlying principles.

Likewise, Jack had delegated many of his duties as General Hammonds' Second in Command of the facility, such as ensuring the maintenance of standards in particular areas, to others, such as Teal'c. The Marines in particular found a new hobby in the unarmed-combat classes held once a week by the Jaffa. Having a Jaffa with Jaffa strength that was actually above-average for the race, meant that they learned how to deal with the strong and weak Jaffa much better than if their instructor was a regular human, or even a human with bad knees, like Jack.

Where Jack was the head of the military, reporting to Hammond, and Sam was the head of the science department, both had delegated duties. It was the head of both linguistics and Archaeological departments that was in the greater need to delegate, but never did. Others would have to do the job without being told for it to be done.

Daniel looked away. Harry had ridden him hard on his organisation skills ever since he descended. Both within the home and without.

The others began to laugh at the look on Daniels' face.

"Daniel..." Harry warned.

"Fine! Fine."

Harry and Sam shared a look, and then Harry pointed out to Jack, "Before I'm 20. Pay up."

Jonas started to snicker, knowing that ever since Harry and Sam had paired up with the base' various betting pools, they had begun to rack up quite a bit of winnings. Strangely, the odds on whatever the pair bet on went down after people learn what they had bet on...

Even so, the two were, even splitting the money, whoever chose what to bet getting just a bit more than the other, making an absolute killing and tended to rub certain Colonels' nose in it.

Teal'c just gave that amused faint smile of his. It was better than before, even Sam couldn't detect a faint smile from the Jaffa a few years ago.

Daniel ignored them, grumbling about it all.

Jack groused as he pulled out his wallet. When he handed over some of the money, Sam and Harry noticed. "Ahem." They both fake-coughed.

"Oh come on."

"You did bet 300 bucks, Jack." Harry spoke.

"This is only 50." Sam added with a playful frown.

"Hmmph." Jack just humphed, as he handed over the other 250 bucks.

"That's our holiday money sorted, lets' go get our plane ticket money." Harry spoke up and playfully held his arm out. Sam took it, almost becoming what she hated – a giggling girl.

Jonas had to ask, "What's that mean?"

"Major Carter and Harry Potter had placed a bet in the base' pool over how quickly Colonel O'Neill would lose 2,000 Dollars to them in their own bets."

Daniel looked up, this was definitely news to him.

Jack groused, "Oh come on. I'm not that..."

"Jack, you are." Daniel interrupted. Then had an idea, "Maybe I should wait a few days, nullify-"

Teal'c shook his head, and pulled a tape recorder, that was turned on, recording, out of his trousers. "I believe Master Bra'tac will get great enjoyment out of this meeting."

Teal'c then left the gobsmacked Jack and Daniel, while Jonas looked on amused at that Daniel couldn't pull out of his agreement to delegate.

--

As they waited for their flight to San Diego, Sam was on the phone, to her brother.

Harry listened to her side with half an ear, while thinking over a few things.

This would be his first, genuine, Vacation.

Ever.

Summer from Hogwarts didn't count, as that only ever heralded a return to Durskaban, as so nicknamed by... Ron.

Internally, Harry winced as he remembered that detail, but outwardly, Jack and Teal'c would both have been hard pressed to even see the slight twitch.

Sam wasn't looking at him when it happened, and only she and Daniel would have been able to see it.

Maybe Janet too.

Then an announcement over the airport' speakers interrupted Sam's phone call. "Mark, that's our flight. See you in a few hours."

Harry barely heard the reply, as they stood and picked up their carry-on luggage, "Just one question, how much do I have to lend you to pay for this holiday and the return flight? I know you, you'd have bet a lot of money and-"

Sam interrupted, "Actually, it's the winnings that's paying. Not you." She sounded half annoyed and half amused.

"Will wonders never cease?"

"Oh quiet you. Got to go, boarding time. See you."

"See you."

She turned the phone off, and caught his amused look as they went through the doors to the walkway.

"I guess before SG-1, you weren't..."

Sam grumbled for a moment, then spoke, "My bets were hit and miss... mostly miss. Now I think about it, you've been good to me. And my Wallet."

"Glad to be of service."

Sam sent him an amused glance, as they boarded the plane. "Hello, Welcome to flight..."

--

Ascended Plane of Existence

"He has disrupted the course of events beyond what we could have imagined." One of them spoke. "We must restore order, or the very fabric of the space-time-"

"ENOUGH!" One of the others present spoke. "To restore order, would be to undo every good thing he has done or caused. I strongly doubt he will be the end of everything they and we are."

"When the Ori learn of him, as they will learn of them in time, they would destroy him!" the same voice spoke up, "And they would destroy the Earthers in the attempt!"

The one against their suggested course of action, spoke once more with command. "The Earthers are not as helpless as you suggest, Lorien. You do not see all of the lines of change. Both here and there."

'Lorien' was silent. Another voice, however, spoke up, quietly, timidly, as though afraid to even make light of the implied statement, "Are you saying we ourselves would take action? And not to restore order, I mean?"

"We cannot stop the lines of Fate that will bring the Ori to Avalon. Lorien is partially correct. But if we were to either remove him, or prevent the Ori from coming, then the lines of Fate that were begun so many years before would be rendered undone, and they will not exist as they do now.

"The Galaxy would be under the continued grasp of the Goa'uld lead by the Supreme System Lord Ra, our Asgard brethren will have been overran by the Replicators, and who knows what would happen in Pegasus."

Lorien frowned, "What does Pegasus have to do with it?"

A new figure appeared among them, returning from wherever she had been.

"More than you can imagine, Lorien. Our former home will become home to others, to Earthers and many others besides. A Shining Beacon in the light."

One of the many gathered ascended, who was one of the few to have kept a watch on the Earthers even before one Daniel Jackson had unlocked the Stargate the first time, snorted, and spoke up among the din that her comment had brought up. "Stealing lines from the humans' entertainment?"

The woman just gave a wink to the being that had spoken.

"Wait, Lorien..." Lorien looked over as the person had a sudden look of bemusement. "That character from Bab-"

The woman interrupted, "As I was saying. Atlantis will become a home again."

"And how do you know this, when none of those of us with the gift have seen it?"

Succinctly, she spoke. "Because it was in his mind."

The noise grew to greater depths than it had before.

Lorien tried several times to be heard, and only succeeded on the fifth, "He saw it? And you left the image there?!"

"It lies in his subconscious, Lorien. Only when he took his mind to refuge within, and I joined him there, did he see it. When he woke, he did not remember it. He had the gift of Prescient Dreams. Ever since his... magic..." She paused as several of those present scoffed at the name for his abilities, She continued barely a second later, "began to diminish, he has had fewer of those dreams. He does not remember them until after whatever event they foreshadow has come to pass. Before Vis Uban, he had had a dream about the place, and myself. I did not place my image in the dream, nor did I place the image of Vis Uban as it was there. HE did not remember the dream until they have already arrived. He did not remember me until he had met me when he went to his minds' refuge."

The others had gone silent, letting her continue.

"While there I saw the image of himself and others in Atlantis. There were more in his mind, suppressed by the... preconception that had been built into his psyche, that divination is false, untrue."

"But it isn't." One person spoke.

She nodded, "The gift is in but few of us, and only two humans of trillions do I know whom also has the ability. One lives in Pegasus, keeping his people safe, his final... prophecy, will relate to an event involving the Earthers. The other is Harry himself. If he opened himself to his gift he would see, so much more. His gift is not dependant on his magic, but his acceptance. Having magic has only allowed him glimpses of many things, within his dreams, without trying to see. He does not accept it however, so it will never manifest as it could."

Lorien nodded slowly, looking away. "This... eases my fears."

Another who had been on Loriens' side agreed. "He is too impulsive, he does not have the wisdom needed to wield such a gift. That he cannot until he has that wisdom..."

The Commanding voice that had silenced Lorien before, spoke up, "Then we are all in agreement?" Nods all around. "We will not seek to remove him. Someone must keep watch on him, however. If he begins to see more than he could handle wisely..."

The woman nodded, "I shall suppress his ability to consciously recall his own prophecies, just as I suppressed the image of Atlantis from his mind."

That she had done so, made them realise that he could have begun to accept his gift before he was ready, and only her interference had prevented a major catastrophe.

The others began to leave, until only Lorien, the commanding voice and she remained.

"Forgive my behaviour, I did not have all the facts." Lorien spoke. Agreement to do so and he left.

"Is he ready? Is he ready for the burden of all our hopes and fears?"

The woman shook her head. "Not now."

"When? When it is too late?"

"He won't be ready, when the Ori come. Danal was correct, he is too impulsive. But it was required this time. Samantha Carter would be dead, possibly others, if he hadn't used either of the powers.

"Next time he does, and I can almost guarantee, he will, there is no telling if it is the required action or not. I have only ensured that destroying Anubis that way cannot happen."

"You and Oma haven't exactly explained yourselves over why you made that deal with him."

"It was required."

"Ha. Oma would have ascended Samantha Carter regardless."

She twitched her lips, silent agreement.

"So why must he not be the one to destroy him? I doubt it is because of her punishment."

"No, it is not."

The woman looked away, and after a drawn out moment of reflection, she spoke. "If he does, he will unlock more than just doorways in his soul. Remember, Anubis is still half-ascended. And the power does transcend the planes of existence."

"He could destroy even one of us?"

"He would not bring himself to that if he believed there to be another way, but yes, it is within him."

"I see why Lorien was so objectionable to his existence then."

She had a twitch of the lips, and continued, "The Ori are only aware of the Goa'uld, here, there was no way to hide them after Anubis ascended. But once Anubis was pushed down, the Ori ignored him, and us.

"But if he were to be destroyed by Harry's power, and not by one of us, they would see."

"They would see someone with fine control over a power that even we struggle with."

"And they would seek to come here, and would find the humans."

"Before they would be ready." He finished. "I see now why you would make the deal with him. Does Oma know this?"

"She may suspect. She is only aware of the consequences beyond the Ori."

"There are more?"

"Indeed."

The man quirked a smile, an odd one, and said, "Sometimes, I wonder if it's possible for even an Ascended to die of shock, Ganos."

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A/N: Sorry it's late, been playing ME2. exploring just before I do Samara, Thane then Miranda's loyalty missions. I'm leaving all but Legions' Loyalty one till after the ahem next plot mission.