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History: Since I am dealing with three different universes, I have to set up the timeline of each universe when this story takes places. With Stargate SG-1 in takes place in the third season only a couple of weeks after the events that took place in the episode Watergate. Now with James Bond, this story takes place between the movies, The World is not Enough and Die Another Day.

Gate Under Fire

Chapter 3 – Preparations and the Trip

Both Lise and O'Neill had packed their bags with all of the things that they knew that they needed for the trip. After that the two of them walked out of the base and outside of the base they picked up a ride with one of the jeeps. While O'Neill was used to this type of transportation, Lise wasn't used to it. She knew that she couldn't nit-pick about it because it was better than nothing, that it also could be worst than this. She could be walking to the their location. While that was something that didn't phased her, she didn't like the idea of doing it. So she took the thing in stride and accepted the ride.

A couple minutes into the trip, Lise made the choice to break the ice and strike up a conversation between the person that she was going to be spending some time with, to get to know the person. To find out how this person ticked, so that she wouldn't have any surprises come down the line when they were involved in a combat situation.

"So, Jack, do you have any family?" Asked Lise.

"I did, a son," answered Jack.

Lise could tell that something had happen to him and she didn't want to touch that subject. She had to do this because she knew that she needed to know all about him before they went into battle. "What happen to him?"

"He accidentally shot himself with my own gun," answered O'Neill.

Lise felt sick to her stomach for asking the question about him, but it had to be done. That didn't lessen the feeling about this, while she never had either a son or a daughter herself. She felt like something like that was an unnecessary risk for her to have also she felt like she wouldn't have the time for a family with the type of job that she had. That had strange hours and jetting off to exotic locations with no clear time when she would be back. So the pain that a father or a mother felt when their was killed before they were, was something that she couldn't feel for. That didn't mean that she didn't feel compassion for him and how horrible he felt when he had to bury his own son before his time. Despite the fact that she did lose a family member a couple of years ago.

Then she hopped that this didn't happen when he was on duty in the SCG, which would make it even more worst of him.

"I hope that it didn't happen while your were station here?" Asked Lise.

"No, it happen before the Stargate Program, in fact that it happen a couple mouths before first mission that involved the Stargate," answered O'Neill.

"Well, at least it didn't happen when you were away," said Lise, trying to be caring for him. She realized that it didn't come off like that. "I sorry about that, it come off the way that I wanted to."

"I wasn't offended by that, I have come to terms about what had happen. I know that you were trying to see the sliver lining in the cloud," said O'Neill.

"Yes, I was, if I cause you any harm, I am sorry about that," said Lise.

"You didn't, what about you? Do you have any family?" Asked O'Neill.

"My own, no, I never marry, I feel that marriage isn't for me with the type of job that I have right now. Now, I had a brother and two other sisters, my brother died when was ten via a freak accident. My other sister is a doctor and my other sister die in the Oklahoma City Bombing. Which is the reason why I chanced my field in the CIA, I asked to join the CIU section of the agency," answered Lise.

Seconds after that Lise's cell phone ringed and with that she picked the thing up. She found out that it was her boss on the other end of the phone, she could tell that he wasn't happy that she had called him. Lise took the verbal abuse on the chin and when it was over with Lise told them the reason why she wanted him. When she told him the reason behind her call, his abrasive attitude toward her chance dramatically.

"Are you serious about this?" Asked Summits.

"Yes, I am. I saw it with my own two eyes," answered Lise.

"All right then, where are you heading?" Asked Summits.

Lise took the phone away from her ear and she put her hand on to speaker. "Jack, where are we going to?"

"Colorado Springs, there we are going to transfer to another car, from there we will head to Denver International," answered O'Neill.

"Thank you," said Lise. After that she relay the same information that Jack give to her to her boss.

"All right then, I will send Mason there and he will have the stuff that you requested," said Summits. "Be careful, reminder this group that you are talking about is dangerous."

"I know, and I will," said Lise.

"Okay, then. Bye," said Summits.

After that Lise ended the call and then put the cell phone back on her belt.

"Who was that?" Asked O'Neill.

"My boss, he just told me that the things that I requested for are coming. He sent another person to meet up at Denver International," answered Lise.

"Good," said O'Neill.

"Now the only thing to do right now is to sit back and enjoy the ride," said Lise.

"So, who you think will win the World Series is year?" Asked O'Neill.

Knowing that O'Neill was about to use small talk to full this void of time between the two of them, Lise did a little chuckle at O'Neill's joke. She also knew that this might be the only time that she would be allow to have a little fun at what she was doing. That she takes the time to enjoy it because it might come to her in a long time.

"Jack, it isn't Spring Training yet," said Lise.

"That dosen't mean anything," said O'Neill.

Lise and O'Neill made their way to Colorado Springs and since this city was close to a military base seeing a military jeep driving down the streets of this city wasn't out of the norm. So while it did draw some attention by some people, but for long. The people that live and worked in this place went back to their normal routine of how they ran their lives.

The jeep that contained O'Neill, Lise, and the driver of the vehicle headed to a warehouse that was at the end of a street that had houses that were falling apart. The street also had a good number of abandoned cars that were parked on the streets. When Lise and O'Neill saw this they both gather that Hammond contacts had some decent knowledge on how to conceal things from view.

Both Lise and O'Neill got out of the jeep, Lise headed toward the warehouse that they were parked next to.

"No, there," said the person that was driving the, then he pointed to one of the cars that was on the street.

With that the two of them looked and could see that there was a new green Ford Taurus in that mess, the only thing that made it undesirable was the fact that it needed to be washed. When the two of them took a closer look at the car could see that it was white license plate with the blue text.

"Man, I have to credit Hammond for setting all of this up," said O'Neill.

"Yeah, I can image all of the markers that he had to pull out for this one," said Lise.

"Sirs," said the driver.

Both Lise and O'Neill turned their heads in the direction of the driver. They could see that he had the keys to the car. With that, Lise took the keys away from the driver.

"Thank you," said Lise. "Now, I am driving."

O'Neill just rolled his eyes at this, but he accepted it. At first he found out that Lise Farkas was a good driver that didn't do anything that would cause him to lose his stomach so O'Neill started to relax and enjoy the trip that he was going on. O'Neill looked at the scenery that the two of them were passing through and it reminder him of the places that he went to when he was growing up in Chicago.

The Sunday style of driving that O'Neill was enjoying was soon short-lived and this was because they entered the highway. It seemed that Lise's attitude to this also seems to change as well and O'Neill wanted to know why she was acting like this.

"Lise what up?" Asked O'Neill.

"We got ourselves a tail," answered Lise. "Look in the mirror."

O'Neill did that and he could see what she was talking about. He could see that there was a blue sedan that was compete with tinted windows. Now seeing another car behind them wasn't out of the normal and this was because they were on a major highway heading toward the airport. That made this place a major thoroughfare where a lot of people would travel on to get to the airport and destinations beyond. It was the fact that this car was purposely keeping their distance behind the two of them, while other cars were passing them.

"Yes, I see," said O'Neill.

"Okay, then, Jack are you ready?" Asked Lise.

"For what?" Asked O'Neill. Before Lise could answer his question he took a look at Lise's face and he could tell that she was up to something to remove this tail. "Oh, no."

"Fasten your seat belt, and hold on, Jack," warned Lise.

O'Neill listens to her and before he braces himself from what Lise was about to do to the car, she did it. She slammed down on the brakes of the car and seconds after that the car that was following them hit the back of their car. O'Neill and Lise felt the jot of being hit and after that Lise gunned the engine of the car, with that the two of them shot off like a bullet being fired by a gun.

"You are crazy!" Yelled O'Neill.

"Hey, Jack, there are two things that you have to be in my job, you can be either crazy or dead, I prefer to be crazy over being dead," said Lise while she was looking over her shoulder to see if the car had survived its impact with their car. She could see that it still didn't moved from its spot. "I think that you also would prefer to be crazy rather than be dead?"

"What I would prefer is that you warm me when you do something like that in the future!" Shouted O'Neill.

"Will do," said Lise.

O'Neill closed his eyes at this, he knew from this point onward that this trip was going to be a long one. That the only thing that he could do was just ride this out as long as he could. He had a funny feeling that this day was going to be a long and he knew that he was going to have a lot more days that were going to be long for him. The only thing that he had to do was just wait it out and see what would come of it.

That what O'Neill did, he listened to the music that was on the car stereo and while he was doing that he returned back to what he did before all of this happen. He looked back at the scenery that they were passing, but as they drew closer to Denver, the forest of trees turned into a forest of skyscrapers. With that both O'Neill and Lise knew that Denver International Airport would be only a couple of minutes down the road. That what happen, they found the exit that would take them to the parking lot of the airport.

A state trooper cop car stopped at the sight where the chasing car had crashed. The trooper in the cop car could see that this car had sustained some damage to its front end. He also could see that there were some people came out of the car and were inspecting the damage that was caused when they slammed into the back of Lise's car.

So the state trooper stopped his police car and got out of the car to see how these people were. As he walked closer to them he could see that the people were outside of the car became aware of his present and because of that they reacted to him by standing to attention. When he did that he could see that they were all dress in very tasteful clothing, and the only thing that was out of the normal, was the tattoos that were on the foreheads of some of the people. Being a vet of force, he had seen it all, so he looked the other way these people.

"Hello, I can see that you got yourself involved in a little fender bender," said the officer.

The people that were outside of the car seem to hear him, but they didn't react to his statement and the trooper was about to say the same thing. A person that wasn't as muscular as the people that were around him and it look like that he was the smart person out of this group stopped him. Which could mean that he could understand what he was saying to him. The trooper was correct about this and he knew this because the person started to walk up to him.

"Can you forgive my friends, English is a second language to them, one that they are still learning how to speak," said the leader who was speaking with an Austrian accent. "So, how can I help you, officer."

"I said, that it look like that you got yourself a little fender bender," said the trooper.

"Yes, it appears to be correct," he said.

"I got out of my car to see if you all right and appears that the car that has hit you, has fled the scene. Can you describe the car that hit you," said the officer.

"No, I know that it was a hit and run, but as you can see no of us are hurt. I think that this country's police officers should spend more of their time on issues that are more important to this country, than a simple hit and run accident," said the person.

This impressed the officer, but he knew that he had a job to do. "I sorry, but it my job."

The man lower his eyes at this, this wasn't going the way that he wanted to. He wanted to get out of this as fast as he could without any of the local government getting in their way. He knew that the people that were in that car were getting further and further away from them, the more time that he spent on this simple underling, the less time that they could spend on them.

"So, do I," he said and after that he brought his hand out of the shadow of his own body. When he did that he showed to everybody that he had Ribbon Device in his hand and he was using it on the Trooper. While he was doing that, the eyes on this person glowed white, a clear sign to anybody that knew, that this person was a Goa'uld.

While this Goa'uld wanted to killed this Trooper for interfering with his plan, but he had to resist the urge to do so and this was because he had order not to kill anybody expect the intended target. If that wasn't a good enough reason for him not to kill this human, there was another good reason, his master didn't want to drawn attention that they were on Earth despite the best effort of the humans that ran the SCG. So used a lesser amount of energy from the weapon that would stun the human, but not kill him.

"You never saw us, you never saw this car," said the Goa'uld in the normal deep voice.

Then as soon as the Goa'uld started to used the Ribbon Device, he stopped using it. When he did that the trooper that he put this weapon on him, he fell on the ground, stunned, but not dead. After that the Goa'uld spoke in his native language and the people that were around him listen to him without asking any questions to it.

The people that were around him listen to him because there were Jaffa, to him this Goa'uld was a God to them, a person that could do anything and everything that they wanted. This Goa'uld like many of his species, enjoy the power that he had over these people. Another reason why these people were listen to him without question, was the fact that this Goa'uld was an Ashrak, a Goa'uld assassin and he was one of the very best at his job. He was best at his job because he stuck to his mission, he didn't let things get his way, and he also didn't kill people that he would happen to come across while on his mission. He did this because it would draw attention to him and attention was something that could get him killed. He knew this because he heard reports that the Ashrak that was sent to the Tau'ri's home world, didn't come back from his mission, so he was assumed that he was killed while on his mission. This Goa'uld Ashrak wouldn't let that happen him, he would achieve his goal and kill his intended target.

Lise and O'Neill parked the car in one of the most distance parking lots that were in Denver International Airport. Lise knew that she could park anywhere in this place because she was CIA, but she didn't want to drawn any attention that she was here. Knowing that there were people out there that wanted her out of the picture, the less attention that she could drawn to herself the better. Dressing in normal street clothes for the both of them was good as well, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched. So all of her senses plus her training, but on her high alert, they told her to keep a look out at anything no matter how small it might seem to a normal person. While she felt a little uneasy about doing this on this inside, on the outside, her body reminded placid, almost like nothing was bothering her.

She looked at Jack O'Neill and he seem on the outside not to be affected by what they went through on the highway, but assumed that was also because of the training that he went through that thought him to be as calm as a he could. She had a funny feeling that he was feeling the same things that she was feeling as well. Even if the two of them shared the same type of feelings about the place that they were at, both of them knew that they couldn't betray their outward appearance that nothing was affecting them. So the two of them made their way through the parking lot until Lise spotted a person that looked like they were looking for another person. He was next to car, and the car had US Government plates on the car.

Lise thought that this might be Mason, the agent that her boss told her to meet on this place, but she had to be sure about this. So she had to be cautious with this and so she move closer to this person, but with a gate in her walk that stated that she was ready for anything.

"Excess me," said Lise in a stern voice.

The person that Lise thought that was Mason jumped a little at the sound of her voice. He turned around to see who had talked to him, and he saw that it was Lise Farkas, a fellow agent of the CIA. "Dam it, Lise! What the hell are you trying to do to me? Give me a heart attack?!" Then he started to look around and he could see that there was some damage to backbend of the car. "Lise, what did you do?"

"No, I had to be sure that you where who I thought you were. I had a trail and it needed to be cut, and when we are done here, I think that you should contact Summits about that," answered Lise.

"While, I am? I will do," said Mason.

"Yes, you are," answered Lise.

"Good, how we got that squared away. I can assume that you know the reason why I am here?" Asked Mason.

"Yes, we do," said O'Neill.

"Ah, I you must be Colonel Jack O'Neill, I am Trace Mason," said Mason.

O'Neill just nodded his head at this.

"Okay, I here to give you the appropriate instructions about your mission to England," said Mason. After that he brought out a briefcase and he open by it up. Then he brought out two envelopes for both Lisa and O'Neill, he handed to both of them. "Right then, Lisa you are going under the cover as a competitor in a Marital Art Weapons Tournament." While he was doing that, Lisa was putting the envelope in her coat's inside pocket.

"Makes sense, I do have a Marital Arts background," said Lise.

"Now, you O'Neill, you are going as her Coach," said Mason.

"What? No, I have no background in that, the only thing that I know is what I seen in the TV and films," said O'Neill.

"C'mon, Jack, fudge a little with it, whenever I am about to do my thing, tell me to put my heart and soul into it. When I screw up, just tell me to shake it off and not let it affect me," said Lise.

"Sounds good to me," said Mason.

O'Neill was about to protest about this.

"You are out-number, Jack," said Lise. "Trace, where are the weapons that I am going to this used in this Tournament."

"Right here," said Mason. Then he pulls out yet another box and like before he open up the box. In there she saw what her weapons would be. They were a pair of Sai Blades that appeared to be brand new and they had a little bit of an Egyptian style to it. The handle and the two other smaller spikes on the weapon had a golden color it, while the center spike was sliver in color. The handle itself had a little bit of artwork, in the style of a Japanese dragon and in the claw of the dragon there was a blue bead.

Lise picked one of the Sai Blades up and when she did she noticed that the weapon was extremely light. With that she twisted the weapon around on her hand and when she did that she found out that this Sai Blade was a good blade.

"Pretty good blade, what is made out of?" Asked Lise.

"It made out of a titanium-naquaada alloy, making it strongest alloy on Earth. Believe me, we did everything that we could to break these weapons and nothing, not even a Jaffa Staff weapon's blast could even damage the weapon, also they can cut through even the thickest of armor," started Mason.

Lise picked up one of the Sai Blades and through it a target and that target was a lamppost. The Sai Blade cut through the metal like a hot knife through butter.

"Cool," said O'Neill that tried to hide the fact that he was drooling over this weapon.

"Also both blades have a two way transmitter in them," answered Mason.

"Where?" Asked Lise.

"The blue bead in which the dragon is holding," said Mason. Then he demonstrated the extra ably of Sai Blades and he did this by pressing the blue bead.

"Go and try it out," said Mason.

Lise took the Sai Blade out of the hands of Mason and begin to speak into the weapon. "Testing, 1, 2, 3. Is this thing on?"

"Yes it is," answered Mason.

Both Lise and O'Neill turned their attention to the direction of Mason. They could see that he was talking into a pin that was in his hand. They could see that the pin was some Martial Art Symbol.

"I can guess that is the other one," said O'Neill.

"You are correct," said Mason.

"Sweet. I just have two questions where did you get the naquaada, and can I have one these for my birthday?" Asked O'Neill.

"The majority of the naquaada that we use has been salvage from the two Pyramid Ships that crashed to Earth almost two years ago, while Jack, I have to contact my boss on that part, so I don't know for sure," answered Mason.

"No harm in trying," said O'Neill

"Trace, where are my gauntlets?" Asked Lise.

"Oh, yeah, here," said Mason. He pointed to them and she could see that they were also golden in color.

"Why do you need them?" Asked O'Neill.

Lise took them out of the box that contained the Sai Blades and she tested them out. She found out that they were a perfect fit for her arms. "For protection, early in Sai Blade fighting, many competitors were killed when the blades on the weapon cut the veins in their wrists. I can assume that these are a custom job," said Lise.

"Oh, yes, plus with an added bonus, here," said Mason. He pressed a button, that if it weren't for Mason, she wouldn't have known about it. When he did that, she saw that the Sai Blade that she through into the lamppost started to jiggle and them it became lose. Then it started to fly back in the direction of Lise, Mason, and O'Neill, working on strict gut feeling, Lise caught the weapon before it had a chance to impale somebody.

"Whoa!" Shouted O'Neill.

"Trace, what the hell was that all about?! You almost got one of us killed!" Said Lise that was trying her hardest not to blow up on him for doing that to her.

"Not with you around. As you can see you gantlet can recall any of your Sai Blades and it dose it by the fact that there is a small computer that has one function and that is to recall any of the two blades," said Mason.

"I can assume that the transmitter that we can talk over doubles for the receiver to bring these weapons back," said Lise. After that she put both gantlets and the pair of Sai Blades back into the box, then she closes it.

"Yes, I am almost forgot, catch," said Mason. He tosses her a pair of car keys. Lise also pocketed them as well.

"You will get your car when you get to England and the instructions on how to do that are contained within the envelope that I give to your," said Mason.

"Trace, why is the CIA issuing me a car?" Asked Lise.

"You never know when you are going to need one. Reminder the Boy Scott's Motto," said Mason.

"'Always be prepared'," quoted Lise.

"See," said Mason. Then he went into his car and left O'Neill and Lise to head off to the terminal with their entire luggage. Luckily for them Denver Airport had a shuttle that would take them to the terminal despite the huge amount of baggage that they were carrying.

The trip to parking lot to the terminal was pretty much uneventful, with the normal amount of people, which included men, women, and children. Themselves ran the entire spectrum of men and women that were going to airport to catch a flight because of business, while others were going to airport because they were going on vacation. None of them looked to out of place for her and went the same for O'Neill.

With that Lise monition to O'Neill to the packages that Mason give to them. O'Neill gives her "are you sure" look, and Lise nodded her head to O'Neill. Guessing that if she thought that if she thought that it was safe for them to look what was inside of these packages. Both of them found out that inside of their envelopes. They found that it contained their tickets, their passports, and their passes. Both O'Neill and Lise looked at the pictures that they used for the passports, they found out that their horrible. Making these fake passports look so real, that only a real expect in this field would be able to tell if they were real or not.

Good work thought Lise.

"Lise, it look like that we are going to take the Concord after we head to JFK, from Denver International," said O'Neill.

"Makes sense," said Lise. "Now the only thing that we should do, is sit back and enjoy the ride."

O'Neill nodded his head improvement, he agree to the two flights that they were going to take. He would of done the same because he knew like so many other people that the Concord was the fastest airplane in the world, but there were only a few airports in the world that could accommodate the plane. He also knew just like Lise that the only thing that they could do right now was to sit back and the driver of this shuttle takes them to the terminal. That what happen for the two of them and the rest of the other people that were riding on this shuttle bus.

With that everybody filed out of the bus with their belongings and every since the World Trade Center Bombing curb-side check in wasn't allowed, which meant that they would have to directly into the terminal. When they did that they could see that there was a line that seem to stretch as far as the eye could see. O'Neill thought that since they arrive early in the Morning that the line wouldn't be as bad as it would normally be. He thought wrong about that and now they would have to wait just like the rest of the other people that were in this line.

In the long run, both of them made it to the end of the line and they had no problem with the weapon that was in the black case. This was because they had a pass that told the gate agent that she was permitted to bring them along, the agent accepted the pass, but with an exception, the box that contained the weapons was the fact that she couldn't have them as carry on. Lise understood that and so she allowed the box to be transferred into the Cargo hold and that went the same for the other bags. The only thing that she left to be her carry on, was the bag that contained her laptop. O'Neill agreed to let all of his bags to put into the Cargo Hold.

Then the two of them headed to a place to sit down and wait for the announcement that their flight was boarding. Knowing that this could take a long time, Lise sat down at one of the chairs and then she pulled out a book.

O'Neill noticed this and he wanted to know what she was reading. "What'ya reading there?"

"Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, did you know that they are going to make a live action feature film of this book, including The Return of the King, and The Fellowship of the Ring. That is the reason why I am reading these books," answered Lise. "I don't know the exact time when they are going to be release. Do you read?"

"No, I not a reader, I prefer to go to the movies, when I do have a chance to, plus I not a real big fan of those types of movies, " answered O'Neill. "Most of time, I don't have a chance to go and see a movie, you know with the type of job that I have right now."

"Yes, I know, you forget I work for the same government that you work for," said Lise.

"True," said O'Neill.

Lise turned around page of her book and she found out that it was the last page of the chapter that she was reading, making this the perfect place to stop reading the book for now and pick up later when she had the chance to do so. Lise didn't do that, she continued on reading despite the fact that O'Neill was standing over her and while this was one of her pet peeves, she paid no attention to it, she just let the thing rolled down her back like water on duck's feathers. That didn't mean that she had to like it and she didn't like it, but she kept her cool, which was because O'Neill was a person that she was working with. Since this was the first time that she was working with him she didn't want to give him the wrong impression about her.

The longer that he stayed there, the more annoyed that Lise became, until there was a point that she couldn't take it anymore. She knew that she had to confront him on this part, but she had to be careful about this, she didn't want to give O'Neill the impression that she could snap at the littlest things.

"Jack, can you please stop doing that, looking over my shoulder like a hawk. I know that you are worry about me, but I can hold my own whenever the situation arises," said Lise.

"Oh, I sorry about that," said O'Neill. Then he turned his attention away from her and what was going on in the terminal around them.

Seeing that Lise went back to reading her book, but as soon as she did that O'Neill started to look back at what Lise was doing. While he didn't want to, he couldn't help it, Lise was an attractive woman, compounded with the fact that she had the ably to take down a normal men without breaking a sweat, she reminded him of Sam. But because of the US Air Force regulations, that strictly forbid O'Neill and Sam from having a relationship outside of the current one that they have right now, he knew that he would never had a shot of going out with her. So the next logical step was to look for another person that was outside of the Military, but because of his job that was nearly impossible to do so. So when Lise Farkas can into the SCG, couldn't help himself being drawled to her for the same reasons that had drawn him to his ex-wife, and Sam. O'Neill hopped that Lise wouldn't notice what he was doing to her.

Unfortunately, Lise did notice what O'Neill was doing to her, she could see that he was looking at her, not in a professional way, but with sexual innuendo to it. Most women of her age would enjoy this and Lise was no different from a normal women, she also enjoy it as well because it was the first time that a man looked at her in that way. If she wasn't doing her job and O'Neill was a causal meeting, she would string O'Neill a little longer, but this wasn't so. She was on the job and O'Neill was her current partner, plus she was the type of person that tried not to mixed business with pleasure.

So, Lise put her book down. "Jack," she started with.

"Yes," said O'Neill.

"I know that you fine me attractive," said Lise bluntly.

O'Neill was completely caught off guard my Lise's frank statement, so much that he try to rebut it, but found out that the only thing that he could manage to get out were fragments of sounds that Lise knew were his attempt to make words.

"Jack, I am flatter by this, but you forget, the two of us are here for a reason," said Lise.

"I know, and I wasn't look at you like that," said O'Neill that now gain control over his voice.

"Jack, don't deny it, I know the look and you had that look. As I stated before, I am flatter by this, but we can't have this. We are going a flight that is going to five to six hours in a very tight space and we have to be clear about this," said Lise.

"Clear on what?" Asked O'Neill.

"That we are here for a mission, nothing more and nothing less. Do you understand that?" Asked Lise.

"Yes, I do," started O'Neill.

"Good, I don't need a man that I am working with to drool all over me," said Lise.

With that O'Neill went back to the activity that was going on around them in the Airport Terminal and he could see that there were some more people that were filing in the same spot that they were at. Lise went back to reading her book.

"And yes, Lise, I do find you attractive, but not because of your looks, but because of the fact that you could easily take down normal people without breaking a sweet," said O'Neill.

"Thank you," said Lise.

Then both of them heard the announcement that they wanted to hear that their flight was boarding. So the two of them got up from their seats and went to the line. Lise nor O'Neill were worry about the fact that both of them were carrying their side arms, because she knew that her boss had called ahead about the two of them. Lise found out that she was correct about that and they had no problem with the screeners. Then the two of them walked on the bridge that connected the airplane and the terminal. With that both Lise and O'Neill found their seats on the plane, they found out that they had seats next to each other.

"I getting the window seat," said O'Neill.

"Fine, I prefer the other seat anyway," said Lise.

With that straighten away, Lise and O'Neill sat down in the seats that they wanted. When they did that they found out that the seats that they were sitting in won't to comfortable, but it was bearable for them. Now the only thing that they could do was to sit back and wait for the airplane to take off. It did.

Trace Mason was driving his car down the on-ramp that was going to take him backs to the highway. While doing that Trace pull out his cell-phone and use the spell dial function that was on his cell phone, unlike Lise that just hit the messager, Trace hit Lise's boss directly.

"Yes, what is it?" Asked Summits.

"Sir, I just make contact," answered Mason.

Summits knew what this code meant. "Good. Is there anything else that you would like to speak to me about?"

"Yes, she mention that she had a trail, that she had to cut it before they meet up with me," answered Mason.

Summits knew that wasn't good. "Okay, thank you."

"So what do you want me to do?" Asked Mason.

"I don't want you do anything, the only thing that I want you to do, is to get back here as fast as you can. The more that you are out there, the more you are expose," said Summits.

"Will do. Bye," said Mason.

This wasn't what he wanted to hear and because of that he felt the begins of a headache. So he put his head into his hands. As soon as he did that a female hand went across his neck.

"Don't worry, that is a small mishap, something that can be look over," said a female voice.

"So we shouldn't worry?" Asked Summits.

"No, not yet. These people are best not because of luck, but because they just don't let a small thing like this stop them," answered the female voice.

Summits lifted his head out of his hands, when he did that he could see the female hand on his neck. It was a nice surprise to see her and because of that Summits kiss the hand. "Good."