Wednesday 10:24
Cheyenne Mountain, Colorado Springs, Colorado
HARMS POINT OF VIEW
"I am General Hammond, the CO of the SGC. This Colonel Jack O'Neill. He is the CO of SG-1 the team you will be assigned to this mission." The man at the head of the table starts to explain.
Harm first studies him, he has a grandfather like quality about him. Maybe a bit like Admiral Chegwidden although he didn't seem to have that same terrifying look about him. Just a nice and friendly man. Still Harm is sure that you really didn't want to vex him. Not that he is planning to, he just seemed to have this quality to get himself in trouble. Whatever this mission was going to be about, he'd better try and do this by the book or Chegwidden would have his six.
He moves his eyes towards the other man who the General had indicated and is supposed to be Jack O'Neill. His eyes lock with Jacks and they keep staring at each other. Something tells Harm that he really doesn't want to mess with this guy. He has a rough exterior, the way he is sitting there betraying that he has gone through many hells... and managed to come out of it too. Which is curious as Harm doesn't really understand where they would get a lot of combat in the middle of Colorado.
There is one other thing that is pretty obvious here, this man really didn't like having him on his turf. It was clearly there and Harm couldn't blame him. But Jack would really be mistaken if he thought Harm would just let him be bossed around by him.
Suddenly Harm finds himself winning the staring contest as Jack looks at the woman next to him. The dark brown eyes that had just been hard grow softer again. The woman turns to meet his eyes and gives him a reassuring smile and automatically it is returned by the Colonel. Harm can't help but smile amused, those two seemed to understand each other. Maybe a bit too much? Could be as Jack seems to be annoyed at himself. His look now moves to Meg.
Again the brown eyes go soft and there is some kind of dreamy glance over them. He better not be thinking anything inappropriate. Harm knows fully well how attractive Meg is but he sure as hell wasn't going to put up with some USAF officer hitting on her. she deserves much better than that. Those guys don't even know how to fly a tomcat decently.
As long as he didn't spot her claustrophobia. Harm quickly glances over at Meg, hoping she is still doing alright. He hates it that he can't help her with this but he also knows she won't back out of this because of her fear. She's a strong woman and she would keep her own.
Harm frowns as he realises everyone is really quiet and wonders what is going on. Jack seems to notice too and breaks the silence with a much saying "Hi". He's making it more than clear that was the friendliest word they'd be getting.
"Next to him is Dr. Major Samantha Carter." Hammond then says.
Now they don't have to wait so long for a reply. "Hi, nice to meet you." Sam replies and gives them both a smile. She seems really nice and not as bothered about their presence here as her CO seems to be. She has big blue eyes that seem to just suck you right in. Harm can't help but smile as he right away thinks about Meg. He fights the urge to look at his junior officer.
Sam seems to be fighting a similar urge but fails as she looks at him. They exchange another smile and Harm now really gets suspicious about the affections those two seem to share. Of course he could be wrong and they're just good friends but then why would Sam be blushing so furiously and trying not to look at her CO as it is just that?
"And that is Doctor Daniel Jackson. He is the teams archaeologist, linguist,. well specialist on about everything ancient." Hammond introduces next as he doesn't seem to notice the redness of Sams cheeks.
Harm didn't need to hear his name to be able to tell this guy isn't military. He has a kind of clumsy appearance and his whole body screams that he never went to the academy. Also he has some kind of geekiness about him but that isn't something new for Harm as there are enough geeks at JAG. Not that he has something against them. This Daniel seemed to be an easy going and kind man who probably is a great friend to have.
"And last but certainly not least is Teal'c. He's. er. a very value member of SG-1."
*Teal'c? What kind of name is that?* Harm looks at the guy sitting next to him. A very impressive man who he really didn't want to run into in the dark.
"Thank you General Hammond." Teal'c says and bows his head solemnly at the CO and them. Although that reply doesn't sound dangerous, just very polite and respectful.
Harm is nearly staring at Teal'c and more specifically at his huge tattoo. Or whatever it is, it seems to be gold. He never saw anything like this before, or like this man.
"So, now you know who we are. I guess we better start explaining why you are here." Hopefully that would bring some light to this weird situation.
MEGS POINT OF VIEW
"I am General Hammond, the CO of the SGC. This Colonel Jack O'Neill. He is the CO of SG-1 the team you will be assigned to this mission." Meg observes the man curiously. She can't help but feel at ease with him. It isn't hard for her to understand why Admiral Chegwidden seems to like and respect this man and she knows she can easily do the same.
What she is supposed to think about this Colonel O'Neill she isn't sure about though. Meg is pretty sure that everyone in this room is aware of the tension between him and Harm. Knowing the latter he isn't about to lay down and accept it either. A small smile escapes her at that thought and she shakes her head as she notices the two are holding a staring contest. Which once again confirms her suspicion about men just being big kids. Something that might explain the boyish charm that Jack O'Neill seems to possess.
Suddenly the Colonels eyes move away from Harm and unto the woman sitting next to him. Smiles are exchanged and a mutual understanding seems to be reached, although Meg isn't sure what about. Still, the way they seem to understand each other with a brief glance isn't unfamiliar to her either. It doesn't take much for her to read Harms mind, and right now she would be like to do so as the staring contest starts all over again. Just for a second though as suddenly Jacks eyes are on her and she bites her lip as she feels like she is being checked out.
At the same moment she knows Harm is looking at her too. She doesn't need to turn to make sure he is, she just feels it. Meg also knows that he is worried about her claustrophobia but she will be alright. He is there and if anyone can keep her mind of it, it's him, he has done so before.
There is a silence in the room only to be broken by an awkward and what suspiciously sounds like a stubborn "Hi" from Colonel O'Neill.
"Next to him is Dr. Major Samantha Carter."
Meg looks at the blonde and can't help but return the smile they get from her. . "Hi, nice to meet you." Meg can't doubt that she means it. Something about Carter just tells her that she is an honest and likeable person. She is sure that they will get on great together. Why she feels that way is a mystery to her though. It's just... female instinct.
Again Meg sees how Sam and Jack look at each other and this time instead of understanding Sam becomes nervous and looks down at her lap. Meg frowns as she thinks she can see the Major blushing. Before she can wonder about it though, the General moves on.
"And that is Doctor Daniel Jackson. He is the teams archaeologist, linguist,. well specialist on about everything ancient."
Although that just adds to her confusion. Why is there an archaeologist in Cheyenne Mountain? Or is he there for the linguistic part? But then still if he specialises in ancient languages. She really hopes that they will soon start explaining all this. But from what she can tell, Daniel seems to be a nice guy. The kind that are really good friends, that you can talk to for hours about any subject you would like to. Just easy to get along with and have fun with.
"And last but certainly not least is Teal'c. He's. er. a very value member of SG-1." Hammond introduces the last person around the table and Megs eyes travel towards this impressive man.
He really is just that: impressive. Very tall, well build that he nearly puts Harm who is sitting next to him to shame. Nearly though, nothing could do that to Harm. Still, this Teal'c - which is a really weird name - has a very strange air about him.
"Thank you General Hammond." The man says nodding his head solemnly. Unlike the most man with his posture Teal'c sounded really friendly and respectful. Meg is sure he is a nice guy although just a bit ... weird. No one was that polite anymore.
"So, now you know who we are. I guess we better start explaining why you are here." Hammond finishes the introductions.
Harm sitting opposite of her nods. "That would be really appreciated." He says, clearly as puzzled about the whole situation and the people around the table as Meg is herself. Her female instinct was telling her this would be interesting.
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: Sorry it took me a bit longer to update. I hope you liked this part. I'm not sure I'm one hundred percent happy about this last chapter but I really wanted to put down everyone's point of view. Which maybe makes this a bit too long but hopefully not too boring. The next chapters will be slightly different. Up till now I tried to maintain a clear difference in point of view between JAG and SG-1 but I will probably mix it from now on. Hopefully I will have the time to make the chapters longer too. I think next chapter they will finally be ready to go get going. YAAAY!
Thank you everyone who has taken the time to read (and review) this story.
PS: My apologies if there are mistakes in here, I'm still looking for a betareader. (yes I am a bit lazy but due to exams I tell myself that is alright)
Cheyenne Mountain, Colorado Springs, Colorado
HARMS POINT OF VIEW
"I am General Hammond, the CO of the SGC. This Colonel Jack O'Neill. He is the CO of SG-1 the team you will be assigned to this mission." The man at the head of the table starts to explain.
Harm first studies him, he has a grandfather like quality about him. Maybe a bit like Admiral Chegwidden although he didn't seem to have that same terrifying look about him. Just a nice and friendly man. Still Harm is sure that you really didn't want to vex him. Not that he is planning to, he just seemed to have this quality to get himself in trouble. Whatever this mission was going to be about, he'd better try and do this by the book or Chegwidden would have his six.
He moves his eyes towards the other man who the General had indicated and is supposed to be Jack O'Neill. His eyes lock with Jacks and they keep staring at each other. Something tells Harm that he really doesn't want to mess with this guy. He has a rough exterior, the way he is sitting there betraying that he has gone through many hells... and managed to come out of it too. Which is curious as Harm doesn't really understand where they would get a lot of combat in the middle of Colorado.
There is one other thing that is pretty obvious here, this man really didn't like having him on his turf. It was clearly there and Harm couldn't blame him. But Jack would really be mistaken if he thought Harm would just let him be bossed around by him.
Suddenly Harm finds himself winning the staring contest as Jack looks at the woman next to him. The dark brown eyes that had just been hard grow softer again. The woman turns to meet his eyes and gives him a reassuring smile and automatically it is returned by the Colonel. Harm can't help but smile amused, those two seemed to understand each other. Maybe a bit too much? Could be as Jack seems to be annoyed at himself. His look now moves to Meg.
Again the brown eyes go soft and there is some kind of dreamy glance over them. He better not be thinking anything inappropriate. Harm knows fully well how attractive Meg is but he sure as hell wasn't going to put up with some USAF officer hitting on her. she deserves much better than that. Those guys don't even know how to fly a tomcat decently.
As long as he didn't spot her claustrophobia. Harm quickly glances over at Meg, hoping she is still doing alright. He hates it that he can't help her with this but he also knows she won't back out of this because of her fear. She's a strong woman and she would keep her own.
Harm frowns as he realises everyone is really quiet and wonders what is going on. Jack seems to notice too and breaks the silence with a much saying "Hi". He's making it more than clear that was the friendliest word they'd be getting.
"Next to him is Dr. Major Samantha Carter." Hammond then says.
Now they don't have to wait so long for a reply. "Hi, nice to meet you." Sam replies and gives them both a smile. She seems really nice and not as bothered about their presence here as her CO seems to be. She has big blue eyes that seem to just suck you right in. Harm can't help but smile as he right away thinks about Meg. He fights the urge to look at his junior officer.
Sam seems to be fighting a similar urge but fails as she looks at him. They exchange another smile and Harm now really gets suspicious about the affections those two seem to share. Of course he could be wrong and they're just good friends but then why would Sam be blushing so furiously and trying not to look at her CO as it is just that?
"And that is Doctor Daniel Jackson. He is the teams archaeologist, linguist,. well specialist on about everything ancient." Hammond introduces next as he doesn't seem to notice the redness of Sams cheeks.
Harm didn't need to hear his name to be able to tell this guy isn't military. He has a kind of clumsy appearance and his whole body screams that he never went to the academy. Also he has some kind of geekiness about him but that isn't something new for Harm as there are enough geeks at JAG. Not that he has something against them. This Daniel seemed to be an easy going and kind man who probably is a great friend to have.
"And last but certainly not least is Teal'c. He's. er. a very value member of SG-1."
*Teal'c? What kind of name is that?* Harm looks at the guy sitting next to him. A very impressive man who he really didn't want to run into in the dark.
"Thank you General Hammond." Teal'c says and bows his head solemnly at the CO and them. Although that reply doesn't sound dangerous, just very polite and respectful.
Harm is nearly staring at Teal'c and more specifically at his huge tattoo. Or whatever it is, it seems to be gold. He never saw anything like this before, or like this man.
"So, now you know who we are. I guess we better start explaining why you are here." Hopefully that would bring some light to this weird situation.
MEGS POINT OF VIEW
"I am General Hammond, the CO of the SGC. This Colonel Jack O'Neill. He is the CO of SG-1 the team you will be assigned to this mission." Meg observes the man curiously. She can't help but feel at ease with him. It isn't hard for her to understand why Admiral Chegwidden seems to like and respect this man and she knows she can easily do the same.
What she is supposed to think about this Colonel O'Neill she isn't sure about though. Meg is pretty sure that everyone in this room is aware of the tension between him and Harm. Knowing the latter he isn't about to lay down and accept it either. A small smile escapes her at that thought and she shakes her head as she notices the two are holding a staring contest. Which once again confirms her suspicion about men just being big kids. Something that might explain the boyish charm that Jack O'Neill seems to possess.
Suddenly the Colonels eyes move away from Harm and unto the woman sitting next to him. Smiles are exchanged and a mutual understanding seems to be reached, although Meg isn't sure what about. Still, the way they seem to understand each other with a brief glance isn't unfamiliar to her either. It doesn't take much for her to read Harms mind, and right now she would be like to do so as the staring contest starts all over again. Just for a second though as suddenly Jacks eyes are on her and she bites her lip as she feels like she is being checked out.
At the same moment she knows Harm is looking at her too. She doesn't need to turn to make sure he is, she just feels it. Meg also knows that he is worried about her claustrophobia but she will be alright. He is there and if anyone can keep her mind of it, it's him, he has done so before.
There is a silence in the room only to be broken by an awkward and what suspiciously sounds like a stubborn "Hi" from Colonel O'Neill.
"Next to him is Dr. Major Samantha Carter."
Meg looks at the blonde and can't help but return the smile they get from her. . "Hi, nice to meet you." Meg can't doubt that she means it. Something about Carter just tells her that she is an honest and likeable person. She is sure that they will get on great together. Why she feels that way is a mystery to her though. It's just... female instinct.
Again Meg sees how Sam and Jack look at each other and this time instead of understanding Sam becomes nervous and looks down at her lap. Meg frowns as she thinks she can see the Major blushing. Before she can wonder about it though, the General moves on.
"And that is Doctor Daniel Jackson. He is the teams archaeologist, linguist,. well specialist on about everything ancient."
Although that just adds to her confusion. Why is there an archaeologist in Cheyenne Mountain? Or is he there for the linguistic part? But then still if he specialises in ancient languages. She really hopes that they will soon start explaining all this. But from what she can tell, Daniel seems to be a nice guy. The kind that are really good friends, that you can talk to for hours about any subject you would like to. Just easy to get along with and have fun with.
"And last but certainly not least is Teal'c. He's. er. a very value member of SG-1." Hammond introduces the last person around the table and Megs eyes travel towards this impressive man.
He really is just that: impressive. Very tall, well build that he nearly puts Harm who is sitting next to him to shame. Nearly though, nothing could do that to Harm. Still, this Teal'c - which is a really weird name - has a very strange air about him.
"Thank you General Hammond." The man says nodding his head solemnly. Unlike the most man with his posture Teal'c sounded really friendly and respectful. Meg is sure he is a nice guy although just a bit ... weird. No one was that polite anymore.
"So, now you know who we are. I guess we better start explaining why you are here." Hammond finishes the introductions.
Harm sitting opposite of her nods. "That would be really appreciated." He says, clearly as puzzled about the whole situation and the people around the table as Meg is herself. Her female instinct was telling her this would be interesting.
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: Sorry it took me a bit longer to update. I hope you liked this part. I'm not sure I'm one hundred percent happy about this last chapter but I really wanted to put down everyone's point of view. Which maybe makes this a bit too long but hopefully not too boring. The next chapters will be slightly different. Up till now I tried to maintain a clear difference in point of view between JAG and SG-1 but I will probably mix it from now on. Hopefully I will have the time to make the chapters longer too. I think next chapter they will finally be ready to go get going. YAAAY!
Thank you everyone who has taken the time to read (and review) this story.
PS: My apologies if there are mistakes in here, I'm still looking for a betareader. (yes I am a bit lazy but due to exams I tell myself that is alright)