Chapter 9:
"Sir."
Summer knocked on General Hammond's door, personally she couldn't see what was going to be so exciting about this place, and after all it was 30 levels inside a mountain, what on earth could happen in a mountain?
"Come."
She heard a deep southern drawl on the other side of the door. She entered and closed the door behind her, coming to attention.
"Colonel Summer Knight reporting as ordered Sir."
She saluted. Hammond a small man, slightly chubby round his edges but to Summer it just made him look like a teddy bear, he was bald ... always a sign a dignity Summer believed and Hammond looked like a dignified man.
"Ah Colonel, please sit."
He indicated for her to sit in the chair opposite his desk, she smiled at him; she was slightly nervous, she always was around Generals; she always had to watch what she said and did.
"Thank you Sir."
She seated herself, smoothing out the folds in her skirt.
"So I understand you found the Pentagon ... Undemanding?"
He asked her.
"Um ... well."
That smile, so much like O'Neill's, a small child being caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Summer felt slightly accused, of course Hammond had a right to know why she had asked to be moved but she wasn't expecting to feel accused.
"Not exactly Sir ... just lacking what I needed."
A nice recovery they both thought. She defiantly has some of O'Neill's qualities let alone his entire training background. Something about her, was it her wit or just they way she acted, he didn't know but something reminded him of his 2IC. It was uncanny, he hoped they weren't related, two O'Neill's! He'd lose what little of his sanity he had left.
"Well I admire a person who's always looking to expand their horizons."
He added, smiling, warmly.
"Well ... that's good to hear General."
Summer said with an 'I think that's a good thing?' grin slowly making its way across her face.
"Well my flag ship team is due for a de-briefing any time now."
He rose from his chair.
"I'd like it if you were to stick around for that."
He said humour playing in his voice.
"Oh, I don't change my mind that fast General ... give me a day or two."
She said smiling; he glared at her 'very O'Neill' he mused. Summer knew she was flippant at times, but she really couldn't help herself but after what General Collins had said 'Don't get on the wrong side of him' she was beginning to regret her last comment. She ducked her head; the General took it as an apology although he didn't understand why she was apologising O'Neill never did ... that often anyway.
"Ok well, if you'd like to go through and I'll join you in a minute."
He opened the door for her that lead into the de-briefing room that over looked the gate room. She stopped.
"Uh ... Sir, 'teams'?"
Her brow creased not quite understanding why he would need teams in this mountain, well teams over than scientific and military but why de-brief them?
"All will be explained Colonel."
He said giving her a gentle smile.
"Sir."
Summer knocked on General Hammond's door, personally she couldn't see what was going to be so exciting about this place, and after all it was 30 levels inside a mountain, what on earth could happen in a mountain?
"Come."
She heard a deep southern drawl on the other side of the door. She entered and closed the door behind her, coming to attention.
"Colonel Summer Knight reporting as ordered Sir."
She saluted. Hammond a small man, slightly chubby round his edges but to Summer it just made him look like a teddy bear, he was bald ... always a sign a dignity Summer believed and Hammond looked like a dignified man.
"Ah Colonel, please sit."
He indicated for her to sit in the chair opposite his desk, she smiled at him; she was slightly nervous, she always was around Generals; she always had to watch what she said and did.
"Thank you Sir."
She seated herself, smoothing out the folds in her skirt.
"So I understand you found the Pentagon ... Undemanding?"
He asked her.
"Um ... well."
That smile, so much like O'Neill's, a small child being caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Summer felt slightly accused, of course Hammond had a right to know why she had asked to be moved but she wasn't expecting to feel accused.
"Not exactly Sir ... just lacking what I needed."
A nice recovery they both thought. She defiantly has some of O'Neill's qualities let alone his entire training background. Something about her, was it her wit or just they way she acted, he didn't know but something reminded him of his 2IC. It was uncanny, he hoped they weren't related, two O'Neill's! He'd lose what little of his sanity he had left.
"Well I admire a person who's always looking to expand their horizons."
He added, smiling, warmly.
"Well ... that's good to hear General."
Summer said with an 'I think that's a good thing?' grin slowly making its way across her face.
"Well my flag ship team is due for a de-briefing any time now."
He rose from his chair.
"I'd like it if you were to stick around for that."
He said humour playing in his voice.
"Oh, I don't change my mind that fast General ... give me a day or two."
She said smiling; he glared at her 'very O'Neill' he mused. Summer knew she was flippant at times, but she really couldn't help herself but after what General Collins had said 'Don't get on the wrong side of him' she was beginning to regret her last comment. She ducked her head; the General took it as an apology although he didn't understand why she was apologising O'Neill never did ... that often anyway.
"Ok well, if you'd like to go through and I'll join you in a minute."
He opened the door for her that lead into the de-briefing room that over looked the gate room. She stopped.
"Uh ... Sir, 'teams'?"
Her brow creased not quite understanding why he would need teams in this mountain, well teams over than scientific and military but why de-brief them?
"All will be explained Colonel."
He said giving her a gentle smile.