"Hey."

Pause.

"This doesn't look like you."

"I know, sorry, I forgot to get my picture changed. Can I go?"

"No sir."

"Marine, I have Level 6 clearance for this complex, look call General Hammond."

He did just that.

"Sir, I have a boy claiming he's-"

"Jack O'Neill?" The voice chuckled softly. "Send him down Marine."

"Yes sir."

The Marine glared at the man. "Hammond has allowed you in."

A sweet smile appeared on the young face. "Thank you Marine." The soldier glowered at that.

Jack O'Neill Jr. stepped into the elevator on his mission to Stargate Command to see his friends and his other. Jack frowned. His older other. But now Jack Jr. was 19 years old and did look exactly like the older, except for the gray, thinning hair. He grinned, if he dyed his hair gray, there was no way in hell anyone was going to figure the two out.

That might be fun… the younger mused. But nah, he didn't want to look like a geezer yet, he still had twenty-thirty tears before he caught up with his elder. Jack Jr. mused that, although he knew that he looked like Colonel Jack O'Neill, he might be a little shorter, but not by enough to be noticed.

Jack Jr. had come from the Academy in Colorado Springs. He was a second year cadet there, being as he finished high school at 17 and he was soon to be accelerated to his third year perhaps…. curtsy of the president.

Now the younger walked out of the elevator in BDU's that had been leftover from his brief visit to the SGC several years ago. Well…they weren't the same ones; he had had someone make another pair for him that were bigger. He strode through the corridors and people saluted him, he was liking this.

After having to go through the Academy all over again and being treated like a little kid, Jack Jr. didn't bother to correct the saluters. General Hammond had asked him to come to his office as soon as he arrived on the base and he did so… for once. As he arrived at the Control Room, the klaxons went off, proclaiming someone's arrival. It was SG-1… wasn't Jack in for a surprise. Hammond appeared over Jack Jr.'s shoulder.

"Hello son. Open the iris," he said. Jack waltzed through the gate and looked up at the window to Hammond and saw his mini-me. Jack Jr. waved with a curious smile on his face. Jack pulled a face of his own and waved back.

"Welcome back SG-1," Hammond welcomed into the mic. "After you're cleaned up, come to the briefing room. They nodded and left through the door. Jack Jr. silently asked for permission to meet up with his friends and Hammond gave it. The younger took off.

"Hey O'Neill," his own voice called out. There was only one person in the world who could do that. Jack spun around to see.

"Hey O'Neill," he groaned back. Not that he wasn't glad to see the little duplicate alive and well, but… it was his double, for real this time too, Jack noticed. Wow, he really looks like me now. Everyone else noticed it too.

"Hey Jack," Sam grinned. Last time they'd seen each other, Sam had to call him sir. Now she had fun with getting away with it.

Teal'c bowed his head. "Greetings O'Neill."

"Hiya Teal'c!" Jack Jr. smiled; it was good to be back. Jack had made his way to his double and looked him up and down in surprise. The man was his mirror…. Only younger, Jack noticed with distaste.

"Well hello young man, you have no idea what kinda shock I got looking up at the general and seeing you."

"I can imagine. You shoulda seen me when I looked down at you, old man." Sam smiled at that. "Now, where's Danny boy?" As if on cue, Daniel came around the corner from the gate room and stopped dead at the sight of two fully grown Jack O'Neills. He blinked a couple times.

"Jack?"

Yeah?" they both answered. The elder looked at his doppelganger.

"Stop that," they told each other. The Jacks pouted. Sam turned and smiled at Daniel.

"Jack two is back."

"Oh no."

"Indeed, DanielJackson, indeed…"