Disclaimers : The usual.
Spoilers : Occurs late series 4ish.
AN: Set after my stories The Last Resort and Regulations, so to recap if you can't be bothered:- Jack, after damaging his spine in a freak off-world accident, is now host to the Tok'Ra, Ashmel, a scientist and diplomat After a traumatic start to their relationship, they are now bonded in all respects and they make SG1 complete again. In addition, General Hammond has given Jack and Sam permission to 'have a relationship' as long as their professional one doesn't suffer.
Mistaken Identity
Chapter 1 - Back on duty.
"Colonel Jack O'Neill and Major Samantha Carter reporting for duty, Sir." General Hammond observed the two officers standing to attention in front of his desk. He had given them a month's leave to "Get used to each other" as he had put it. He had hoped that a month would be long enough for Jack and Sam to lose those calf eyed looks, Hammond couldn't afford to have his best team out of action for any longer that that. Daniel Jackson had been working on the backlog of artefacts he had in his lab and Teal'c had requested leave with his family, and had returned on schedule, earlier that morning.
Jack and Sam both looked well; tanned and content. They had both gained a pound or two, but as things had been over the past few months, that was no bad thing. Dr Fraiser would have to check their fitness levels, but she would have to do the same for Daniel and Teal'c. Teal'c wasn't expected to cause any problems but once Daniel got to work on an inscription, he tried to live on coffee and hardly moved away from his lab!
"Good to have you back. I can see you have had a good vacation," Hammond grinned at the two officers. "Taken many photographs?"
"Didn't realise that was part of the mission, Sir," O'Neill replied. "Normally only get feet in my photos anyway!"
"Never mind. I hope you are ready to get back to work. I must ask you, how are the three of you getting along?"
"I'm grateful that you gave us so much time, Sir," Sam began, "It's taken a while to get used to, especially for me."
"Major Carter has been much quicker than mates of my previous hosts, to understand the situation we are in," remarked Ashmel, "I think that this has helped us all settle down very quickly."
"I think Jolinar's memories helped there. Once us humans realised that Ashmel can block off nearly all sensory information when she wants to, things became relatively plain sailing." That sounded too scientific for Jack.
"Ashmel doesn't listen in, Sir." Jack explained.
"Yes, O'Neill," General Hammond looked embarrassed. "I did catch the implications. I hope you have kept yourselves fit. Dr Fraiser has you two, Dr Jackson and Teal'c booked in for fitness checks at 1100 this morning. Then come back to be briefed on your next mission. After lunch, say 1400."
"I knew there was a reason I didn't want to come back! I hate fitness checks, such a waste of energy." Jack moaned as they walked down the corridor to see Janet.
"But you like working out." Sam countered.
"Yeah, if it's sparring or something. I just don't like peddling away on a bike and getting nowhere."
"Maybe she'll let you use the treadmill instead!"
"Like there's a difference!"
As expected Teal'c passed his check with flying colours, Jack's and Sam's results weren't as good as usual but they both passed easily. Daniel scraped through with a lower level than usual. The members of SG1 went to get lunch together.
"You must remember to get some physical exercise when you are stood down, Daniel," chided Sam, "When no-one reminds you, you stop moving!"
"So you two haven't just been lying on a beach all day!"
"No, Daniel," replied Jack with a big grin, "Major Carter and I have been getting LOTS of exercise." Daniel blushed.
" 'Major Carter' now is it," Daniel had to get his own back, "You've gone awfully formal!"
"I like to maintain a professional attitude while on base or on a mission." Jack sounded incredibly pompous.
"Yeah," added Sam, with a laugh, "Plus General Hammond warned us what would happen if we didn't!"
"Don't tell him that! He'll think I'm only acting professional cos I gotta!"
"How are things working out for the three of you?" asked Daniel.
Jack looked at Sam and Sam looked at Jack. "Real sweet." "Perfect." They answered in unison, but the look had said it all.
"And Ashmel?"
"I agree with Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter."
Over lunch the friends discussed what they had been doing during the past month and then the conversation turned to their forthcoming mission.
"Any clues, Daniel?" enquired Sam, "You've been on base most of the time."
"The MALP brought back images of a fairly sophisticated civilisation on P8B 723, just after you went on vacation. Some of the technology looks pretty advanced by earth standards. I saw cars that look a bit like hover craft, but not levitated by air currents. On the other hand, from the conversations that were recorded - they speak English, by the way - their medical technology sounded rather primitive. There could be room for mutually beneficial trading. I don't think anyone else has been sent to investigate, but I don't know if General Hammond was waiting for you to come back, so he could send SG1. He could be waiting for a team of diplomats."
"We can be diplomatic!" exclaimed Sam.
"And I am a trained negotiator," added Ashmel, obviously wanting the mission.
"It appears that the mission to this planet may be truly useful to Earth and its allies." Teal'c wasn't as obvious as Ashmel but Jack interpreted his desire as essentially the same.
So it pleased them all that General Hammond had kept this mission for them.
"In some ways I'd like Dr Fraiser to go with you to assess the state of their medical systems, but it's too early for that. I want you to assess their technology, Major. They don't appear to be martial, but some of those gadgets look a lot more advanced than we've got. We can work out what they're worth in medical knowledge then. If we can get this planet on-board as an equal trading partner, it would be of enormous value to earth. Let's hope the terms are equitable. We believe this planet was abandoned by the Goa'uld may centuries ago, but we want to be cautious in case some legends persist. The Tok'Ra have no knowledge of the population, so, Ashmel don't show yourself unless absolutely necessary. Weapons should be kept to a minimum and not be obvious."
They went on to discuss the recording the MALP had sent back and the evaluation work that had been done by the exo-anthropologists, who studied the alien cultures.
The briefing was quite lengthy, but finally the General concluded. "Colonel O'Neill, I want you to leave as much of the negotiations to Ashmel as you can, without disclosing her presence. Your departure is scheduled for 0700 tomorrow, which will correspond to around noon at your destination. We will expect you back in five days. Get a good night's sleep everyone.
Due to the early start, the team stayed on base for the night, so Jack and Sam had to continue the professional behaviour that they had promised General Hammond they would maintain in their working relationship. Jack and Sam stayed in Jack's room after Teal'c went to perform Kel'no'reem and Daniel, diplomatically, went to bed. But they felt obliged to leave the door open. When Sam was leaving, Jack checked the corridor was empty before they said goodnight.
"This is the first time we'll have been apart since George gave us the go ahead," Jack murmured, sadly. "I'm gonna miss you."
"Have you ever tried to sleep two in one of those beds?"
"Ahhh, not for a long time! And we should try to sleep. Big day tomorrow. Good night, Sam. Don't forget how much I love you."
"I couldn't, because I love you too." And they kissed each other goodnight.
@~@~@~@~@~@~@
Next morning, at 0700 the team was waiting at the foot of the 'gate ramp.
"Good luck, SG1," General Hammond's voice came over the loudspeaker. He was glad to mean 'Come home with a good treaty' rather than 'Come home alive'. He sent too many teams into dangerous situations.
@~@~@~@~@~@~@
SG1 stepped out of the wormhole into a large, covered plaza, all marble and glass. It looked like a town meeting place. There were many people milling round, but there didn't appear to be a military presence. The MALP still stood close by and they could see the DHD at the foot of the marble ramp. A group of six people, five thin men and a scrawny looking boy of about 12 years old, made their way towards the Stargate, as the crowd drew back to let them pass. Jack was just about to start the 'we are peaceful explorers from earth' speech, that he usually let Daniel do, when the boy shouted out.
"They are Goa'uld, Father. They have the parasites in them!"
The men accompanying the boy quickly drew their weapons and before SG1 could do anything, they felt the horribly familiar discharge of zats and fell, unconscious to the floor.
@~@~@~@~@~@~@
Oh dear, look what I did to them!
The rest all planned out and the next chapter is ready when you are So....
Press the 'Go' button. Send in a review, please.
Spoilers : Occurs late series 4ish.
AN: Set after my stories The Last Resort and Regulations, so to recap if you can't be bothered:- Jack, after damaging his spine in a freak off-world accident, is now host to the Tok'Ra, Ashmel, a scientist and diplomat After a traumatic start to their relationship, they are now bonded in all respects and they make SG1 complete again. In addition, General Hammond has given Jack and Sam permission to 'have a relationship' as long as their professional one doesn't suffer.
Mistaken Identity
Chapter 1 - Back on duty.
"Colonel Jack O'Neill and Major Samantha Carter reporting for duty, Sir." General Hammond observed the two officers standing to attention in front of his desk. He had given them a month's leave to "Get used to each other" as he had put it. He had hoped that a month would be long enough for Jack and Sam to lose those calf eyed looks, Hammond couldn't afford to have his best team out of action for any longer that that. Daniel Jackson had been working on the backlog of artefacts he had in his lab and Teal'c had requested leave with his family, and had returned on schedule, earlier that morning.
Jack and Sam both looked well; tanned and content. They had both gained a pound or two, but as things had been over the past few months, that was no bad thing. Dr Fraiser would have to check their fitness levels, but she would have to do the same for Daniel and Teal'c. Teal'c wasn't expected to cause any problems but once Daniel got to work on an inscription, he tried to live on coffee and hardly moved away from his lab!
"Good to have you back. I can see you have had a good vacation," Hammond grinned at the two officers. "Taken many photographs?"
"Didn't realise that was part of the mission, Sir," O'Neill replied. "Normally only get feet in my photos anyway!"
"Never mind. I hope you are ready to get back to work. I must ask you, how are the three of you getting along?"
"I'm grateful that you gave us so much time, Sir," Sam began, "It's taken a while to get used to, especially for me."
"Major Carter has been much quicker than mates of my previous hosts, to understand the situation we are in," remarked Ashmel, "I think that this has helped us all settle down very quickly."
"I think Jolinar's memories helped there. Once us humans realised that Ashmel can block off nearly all sensory information when she wants to, things became relatively plain sailing." That sounded too scientific for Jack.
"Ashmel doesn't listen in, Sir." Jack explained.
"Yes, O'Neill," General Hammond looked embarrassed. "I did catch the implications. I hope you have kept yourselves fit. Dr Fraiser has you two, Dr Jackson and Teal'c booked in for fitness checks at 1100 this morning. Then come back to be briefed on your next mission. After lunch, say 1400."
"I knew there was a reason I didn't want to come back! I hate fitness checks, such a waste of energy." Jack moaned as they walked down the corridor to see Janet.
"But you like working out." Sam countered.
"Yeah, if it's sparring or something. I just don't like peddling away on a bike and getting nowhere."
"Maybe she'll let you use the treadmill instead!"
"Like there's a difference!"
As expected Teal'c passed his check with flying colours, Jack's and Sam's results weren't as good as usual but they both passed easily. Daniel scraped through with a lower level than usual. The members of SG1 went to get lunch together.
"You must remember to get some physical exercise when you are stood down, Daniel," chided Sam, "When no-one reminds you, you stop moving!"
"So you two haven't just been lying on a beach all day!"
"No, Daniel," replied Jack with a big grin, "Major Carter and I have been getting LOTS of exercise." Daniel blushed.
" 'Major Carter' now is it," Daniel had to get his own back, "You've gone awfully formal!"
"I like to maintain a professional attitude while on base or on a mission." Jack sounded incredibly pompous.
"Yeah," added Sam, with a laugh, "Plus General Hammond warned us what would happen if we didn't!"
"Don't tell him that! He'll think I'm only acting professional cos I gotta!"
"How are things working out for the three of you?" asked Daniel.
Jack looked at Sam and Sam looked at Jack. "Real sweet." "Perfect." They answered in unison, but the look had said it all.
"And Ashmel?"
"I agree with Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter."
Over lunch the friends discussed what they had been doing during the past month and then the conversation turned to their forthcoming mission.
"Any clues, Daniel?" enquired Sam, "You've been on base most of the time."
"The MALP brought back images of a fairly sophisticated civilisation on P8B 723, just after you went on vacation. Some of the technology looks pretty advanced by earth standards. I saw cars that look a bit like hover craft, but not levitated by air currents. On the other hand, from the conversations that were recorded - they speak English, by the way - their medical technology sounded rather primitive. There could be room for mutually beneficial trading. I don't think anyone else has been sent to investigate, but I don't know if General Hammond was waiting for you to come back, so he could send SG1. He could be waiting for a team of diplomats."
"We can be diplomatic!" exclaimed Sam.
"And I am a trained negotiator," added Ashmel, obviously wanting the mission.
"It appears that the mission to this planet may be truly useful to Earth and its allies." Teal'c wasn't as obvious as Ashmel but Jack interpreted his desire as essentially the same.
So it pleased them all that General Hammond had kept this mission for them.
"In some ways I'd like Dr Fraiser to go with you to assess the state of their medical systems, but it's too early for that. I want you to assess their technology, Major. They don't appear to be martial, but some of those gadgets look a lot more advanced than we've got. We can work out what they're worth in medical knowledge then. If we can get this planet on-board as an equal trading partner, it would be of enormous value to earth. Let's hope the terms are equitable. We believe this planet was abandoned by the Goa'uld may centuries ago, but we want to be cautious in case some legends persist. The Tok'Ra have no knowledge of the population, so, Ashmel don't show yourself unless absolutely necessary. Weapons should be kept to a minimum and not be obvious."
They went on to discuss the recording the MALP had sent back and the evaluation work that had been done by the exo-anthropologists, who studied the alien cultures.
The briefing was quite lengthy, but finally the General concluded. "Colonel O'Neill, I want you to leave as much of the negotiations to Ashmel as you can, without disclosing her presence. Your departure is scheduled for 0700 tomorrow, which will correspond to around noon at your destination. We will expect you back in five days. Get a good night's sleep everyone.
Due to the early start, the team stayed on base for the night, so Jack and Sam had to continue the professional behaviour that they had promised General Hammond they would maintain in their working relationship. Jack and Sam stayed in Jack's room after Teal'c went to perform Kel'no'reem and Daniel, diplomatically, went to bed. But they felt obliged to leave the door open. When Sam was leaving, Jack checked the corridor was empty before they said goodnight.
"This is the first time we'll have been apart since George gave us the go ahead," Jack murmured, sadly. "I'm gonna miss you."
"Have you ever tried to sleep two in one of those beds?"
"Ahhh, not for a long time! And we should try to sleep. Big day tomorrow. Good night, Sam. Don't forget how much I love you."
"I couldn't, because I love you too." And they kissed each other goodnight.
@~@~@~@~@~@~@
Next morning, at 0700 the team was waiting at the foot of the 'gate ramp.
"Good luck, SG1," General Hammond's voice came over the loudspeaker. He was glad to mean 'Come home with a good treaty' rather than 'Come home alive'. He sent too many teams into dangerous situations.
@~@~@~@~@~@~@
SG1 stepped out of the wormhole into a large, covered plaza, all marble and glass. It looked like a town meeting place. There were many people milling round, but there didn't appear to be a military presence. The MALP still stood close by and they could see the DHD at the foot of the marble ramp. A group of six people, five thin men and a scrawny looking boy of about 12 years old, made their way towards the Stargate, as the crowd drew back to let them pass. Jack was just about to start the 'we are peaceful explorers from earth' speech, that he usually let Daniel do, when the boy shouted out.
"They are Goa'uld, Father. They have the parasites in them!"
The men accompanying the boy quickly drew their weapons and before SG1 could do anything, they felt the horribly familiar discharge of zats and fell, unconscious to the floor.
@~@~@~@~@~@~@
Oh dear, look what I did to them!
The rest all planned out and the next chapter is ready when you are So....
Press the 'Go' button. Send in a review, please.