Title: "Promises Kept"
Author: Brenna
Summary: Promises should be kept no matter how long it takes.
Spoilers: Post-Ep for "Unnatural Selection"
Rating: G
Author's Note: I wrote this story "The Good Fight" a few months ago and I really liked this character I created so I wanted to use him again.
Archive: Sure, just tell me where.
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"Your mission is a go, SG-1" the general announced from the control room above them. "Good luck, Colonel."

O'Neill snapped off a jaunty salute before turning back to his team. "Check your TSDs people," he ordered. Looking at the small device attached to his left sleeve he found the small green light glowing steadily. Nods from the other three members of his team told him their devices were functioning as well. He nodded acknowledgement as he lead the way up the metal ramp and through the Stargate.

When they cleared the wormhole they were greeted at the other end by the Asgard Commander Thor. "Hello, Colonel. We are ready to depart," Thor told him.

"Beam me up, Scotty!" O'Neill told him with a smile causing the other members of his team to chuckle or smile.

Long years of dealing with the O'Neill humor told Thor to ignore the human's strange reply. He activated the device in his hand, and the entire party was suddenly transported to his ship. "We will reach the planet in two hours," he told them.

"Right," the colonel acknowledged. "So who brought the cards."

His second in command dipped into her pocket and produced a battered deck of Hoyle playing cards. "Euchre?" she suggested sitting down with her back to the wall.

"Sounds good," their alien expert agreed. "Carter and I against you two?"

The four teammates spent the next two hours playing cards on the floor of the command center of the Asgard ship until Thor announced, "We will reach our destination in five minutes."

"Okay, campers, let's pack it up" O'Neill decided throwing his cards onto the pile with the others. When the ship landed a few minutes later he was the first one off followed by his teammates. They had landed the ship some distance from the structure not wanting to take any unnecessary chances. "Don't touch them," he warned stepping
around the Replicators frozen in time and moving towards the chamber at the center of the structure.

"That's him," his 2IC announced pointing at the frozen figure of a young man.

It appeared that the Replicators had been converging on him when the time device had activated. Another few seconds and they would have been on him. O'Neill nodded his permission. His second-in-command moved carefully between the frozen Replicators to the young man's side. From a pocket she withdrew a TSD and placed it on his arm. Pressing a button she activated it. Immediately the young man began to move.

"Hello, Fifth," O'Neill greeted the young man. "We're gonna have to find you a better name, son."

"What?" Fifth asked confused.

"They couldn't take you with them," O'Neill explained. "Not without risking the lives of everyone else in the galaxy, but they didn't forget you."

"I don't understand," Fifth said.

"My name's Carter," he told the confused young Replicator. "Carter O'Neill. I'm their son. We've come to take you out of here."

It had taken nearly fifty years, but the promise was kept.