Chapter 37:
Mrs. Scully looked shocked at Stone. "What do you mean?"
'Oh, shit.' Stone thought to himself. "Well, he is a navy officer. Mulder is still wanted as an fugitive."
"Right, but what does that have to do will Bill."
"I have read his file; he is a man that is by the book."
"Yes, that is true." Mrs. Scully answered.
"He would give this information to the wrong people."
"Not, Bill. He would not do this to his sister." Mrs. Scully defended her oldest son.
"I am sorry, but our analysts, have already checked his files and gave us this information." Stone was saddened for her. "We can't risk the safety of this base or of Dana, Mulder and the children."
"I am sure the Bill would never do anything to hurt his sister, especially after losing Melissa like we did."
Stone opened the door to the commissary. "I am sure you are right, but please understand our point of view."
"Alright, I will. After all you reunited me with my daughter and her children."
Stone entered General Hammond's office.
"Sergeant, be seated."
"Thank you, sir." Stone sat down in one of the chair facing Hammond desk.
"Let me cut to the chase." Hammond told Stone. "As you know, we are building housing within the base parameter. It is for personnel, of the SGC and FH, plus civilians. There are two houses ready, the first one goes to Mulder and Scully, because of the children, her mother will also live there. The second will be your and Nash if you want it, but at first you will have to share with Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter. Is that alright with you, sergeant?"
"Fine by me. But to be sure I must ask my wife, sir."
Hammond nodded. "You do that, son. If you decide to do it, you can move in within the week. Dismissed."
"Thank you, sir." Stone hurried out, and went looking for his wife.
Finding her in their quarters.
"Amanda, I was with General Hammond. He offered us one of the houses that are finished." Stone said as he sat down.
"So what is the catch?"
"We will have to share with Uncle Jack and Major Carter, for a few weeks."
Amanda looked at Stone for a moment. "That is not problem, I like Sam."
"I will also feel better knowing that you are not alone, when I am off on missions." Stone felt as she hit him in the arm twice. "I know, I know. But for my sake, please indulge my."
"Alright, Michael. So when do we move in?"
"Hammond, says within the week."
The next day, Stone along with Kingston were on security detail, within the SGC. It was part of program so that members of Forlorn Hope could interact within the SGC during emergencies.
Both men were armed. Stone had his usual H&K pistols and a M4A1 with a foregrip.
Kingston had a Sig-Sauer P226 and a M249 Para SAW.
Today was their time with gate ready force. A group of soldiers what responded when the gate dialed.
The Lt. is charge of the team was young, but smart enough to look to his senior NCO, Sergeant Wilburn.
Stone and Kingston, went to Wilburn.
"Hey, sergeant. I am Stone, this is Kingston."
"Yeah, the FH troops." Wilburn answered as he looked Stone and Kingston over. Both were wearing the tiger stripped uniform. "So you ready to jump at any moment. When someone rings the bell."
Stone and Kingston grinned at the bad play of words. "We are all your for the day."
"Interesting hardware you got." Wilburn indicated their weapons, which were decked out with accessories. Scopes and lasers, lights.
"What can we say? We are gadget freaks!" Stone replied.
The words were hardly out of his mouth, when the siren blared. "Unscheduled off world activation!"
The entire team ran out the door, with Stone and Kingston, hot on their tail.
When the last chevron was in place, the ready force was in place.
After a minute without anything seemingly happening, the gate shut down.
Stone stood up and turned to look into the control room. Carter was there, as were Jack, Teal'c and Jonas.
Something was going on; within in a minute General Hammond had joined them. As Stone looked on, there were a lot of hand waving and heated discussion. Then the five went up to the briefing room. Stone looked over at Kingston, who lifted his shoulder in a slug. The ready force slowly started to drift out and to the ready room.
As Stone and Kingston, were walking out of the gateroom, Sergeant Harriman came to them. "General Hammond, request's that you join him in the briefing room." With that Harriman went back to the control room.
Walking into the briefing room fully armed, Stone and Kingston waited until Hammond acknowledged them.
"Sergeant's, be seated."
Stone sat down beside Teal'c, Kingston beside him.
Hammond looked at the two men. "You are wondering why you have been called here?"
"Yes, sir." Both answered as one.
"It concerns the last dial-in." Turning to O'Neill. "Colonel, if you would continue!"
"Thank you, sir." O'Neill leaned forward, putting his hands on the table. "There was a message send through during the dial-in. It was the current code used by the SGC. The problem is that the code used was issued to SG-1."
Stone looked at the people at the table, there was something coming.
"We have the planet that the message originated from P3X-4724. We need to check it out, but it is most likely a trap, so we are going in with some more firepower than usually. Hens you two, so what do you say. Up for a little trip?"
Stone took a quick look at Kingston, but he already knew. "We are in!"
Hammond stood up. "Alright, people. Get to work."
Stone came through the gate with Teal'c, both men had their weapons at ready, scanning for any threats. Moving a few meters from the gate, keeping a watchful eye on the area around the gate.
Behind them came Carter, O'Neill, Jonas and Kingston, along with SG-11 under Major Young.
"Everett, you and your team hold the gate. Be prepared that we will come back hot." O'Neill told the younger officer.
"Yes, sir. We will set up a line of defense."
With that SG-1 with Stone and Kingston headed out.
Stone and Teal'c were up front, Kingston and Carte in the rear, O'Neill and Jonas in the middle.
The six moved silently, heading towards an abandon village, SG-8 had discovered on their mission to the planet two years ago. The trip took about an hour, just before coming over the ridge overlooking the village, the team stopped and rested.
"Stone, you and Teal'c will flank right. Carter, you and Kingston, flank left. We go down the middle." O'Neill ordered.
Everyone nodded.
Moving off to the right with Teal'c, the two men moved like one, silently. It was like they had worked together for years instead of weeks. As they approached the village, Stone saw movement. "I got movement in the village." Speaking in a low voice over the radio.
Stone creped slowly to the nearest hut, going down on his knee, waiting for Teal'c to join him. Pulling out the Mark.23 and screwing a silencer on, it would be better if there were close quarters fighter than the M4.
Teal'c came up to him, tapped him lightly on the shoulder, indicating that Stone could proceed.
Coming around the corner slowly, scanning for any movement. Stone moved into the alley between two huts, every step measured and silent, his ears straining for any noise. Coming to the first corner, peeping around it. Stone saw nobody, continuing to towards the center of the village. As he near the village square, Stone hear a faint voice. Signaling to Teal'c to stand fast, Stone went to one knee. Trying to hear any more, after a moment, Stone continued.
On the last corner before the square, Stone stopped. Peeking out, exposing as little as he could. In the square were three Jaffa and two boys. Drawing back, Stone signaled Teal'c, the number of enemies and their position. Receiving a nod in return.
Stone report in, on the radio, in a voice so low that it didn't carry to the Jaffa. "We have three hostiles, two civilians. Village square."
Over the earpiece came O'Neill reply. "Stand fast; we are approaching the square, wait for my signal."
"I see them." Carter voice came back.
Stone peeked again, taking time to note the position and armament of the Jaffa. Two with staff weapons and one with a Zat. The two boys were on their knees, one looked to be about fourteen or fifteen, the other no more than five. Both were blond haired and look familiar. It was strange, because Stone would swear that he had never meet neither of them before, but still something was very familiar.
Stone shook it off; it was not the time or the place for such thoughts.
Looking up at the sun, it seems to be near midday on this planet.
A few minutes passed, Stone peeked out a few times just to see if there had been any changes, there were none.
"I am in position, wait for my signal." O'Neill voice came low over the radio.
Stone looked out again, but this time it was different. Not the Jaffa, but the older boy saw him. Stone signaled him to remain quiet, and show no sign of seeing him.
It was striking how the face was familiar, yet Stone could not place it. Even now that he had seen the face of the older boy.
A scream pierced the air; this was not a scream of pain or suffering, but of a child, a very young child.
"Stone, do you have any Jaffa in you sight?" O'Neill asked.
"Yes, the one closes to the boy's." Stone whispered back.
"That is you target. Carter, what about you?"
"The one closes to my position." Carter replied.
"I have the one closes to my position, on my mark."
"Give me a moment, I am switching weapons." Stone said, as he handed Teal'c the Mark.23. Taking up his M4A1, Stone screwed a silencer on the barrel.
Laying on the ground, Stone moved slowly and silently, so that his rifle and as little part of him as needed was exposed.