Later that day…

Cheyenne Mountain Entrance


After Riley and Chrislyn had been briefed on what their role at the SGC would be, both the young women and Sam escorted General Kerrigan to the entrance of the SGC where his hummer was waiting.

"This is some job you have here, Major, "he said with a grin.

Sam nodded. "Yes sir, I know and I wouldn't give it up for anything."

Then General Kerrigan turned to Riley and Chrislyn. "Now, I want you two to be very good."

"General, we're not children. You don't have to talk to us like that," Chrislyn replied with a lopsided grin.

"Well, you could have fooled me," he retorted before he looked back at Sam. "Watch out for them, ok?"

Sam smiled. "Yes sir."

"Thank you because I seriously wouldn't want to face General Fox if his daughter was injured or anything like that," he said.

Riley frowned. She hated being the 'general's daughter'. If anything happened to her or if she did something, he was always told. She always had to be perfect because if she wasn't, it always reflected on her father's highly respected reputation and he wasn't one to take a blemish in that reputation very lightly.

"Not to mention Chrislyn's aunt and uncle," the general continued. "They'd have my head on a platter for getting her into something so dangerous."

"Don't worry, Sir. I'll look after them as if they were my little sisters. I promise," Sam stated with a grin.

The general nodded. "Alright. Well, I hope to visit soon and get an update. You all have a very nice day."

"You too, Sir," both Sam and Riley replied simultaneously as they smiled at each other.

"Bye General," Chrislyn said as she waved to him.

Waving back, General Kerrigan got into the hummer. "Bye," he called back and then the hummer drove away leaving the three women standing there.

Sam looked at the two young women. "Ok, well you two are sharing a room together and I believe your stuff has already been put in there. So, why don't I show you were it is," she suggested.

"Sounds good," Chrislyn replied as Riley merely nodded.


Riley and Chrislyn's room

"Well, this is your room," Sam declared opened the door and walked in.

Riley and Chrislyn followed Sam in and looked around.

It was a small room with a bunk bed in the far corner, a night stand with a lamp on it next to the bed, a dresser against the wall on the right, and a small table with four chairs around it in the middle of the room. There was also a TV against the wall on the left, a small couch facing it, a bookshelf on either side of the TV, and a small refrigerator on the back wall near the bunk bed.

Both of the young women looked shocked. It was so small. They knew they would end up going insane if they had to spend a lot of their time in there.

Sam grinned at the look on their faces. "Consider yourselves lucky," she said. "Not many of the other rooms have a TV, couch, and fridge, but because neither of you own a house or anything here in Colorado, you get to stay on the base. I also understand that neither of you have a car either, so until you get one or you get a ride from someone else, this is where you will spend a lot of your time."

"Joy," Riley muttered with a grimace. She had spent pretty much all of her life on military bases and she had stayed in some very small houses, but nothing compared to this. At least the other houses had more that one room and they had their own bathrooms.

As if reading Riley's mind, Chrislyn asked, "Where are the bathrooms? I mean, if we have to live here, knowing where they are might be a good thing."

Sam's smile widened. "Yes, I suppose you're right. Take a right when you walk out of here and follow the hall a little bit. The bathrooms and locker rooms are on the left. Right now the men and women share the locker room so when you have to change in there, make sure you put up the pink sign. That means it's the women's locker room."

"Sounds easy enough," Chrislyn commented.

"Great. Well, I'm needed elsewhere so why don't you two make yourselves at home. I'll drop by a little later to see how you're doing," Sam said as she walked to the door.

"Yes ma'am," Riley replied.

"Okey dokey," Chrislyn said with a sigh as they both watched Sam leave.

"Well…this is…" Riley began as she walked further into the room.

"Like prison?" Chrislyn offered with a shrug.

"Yeah, I think prison about covers it," she replied as she turned on the TV. "Well, at least we've got cable."

Chrislyn laughed. "Yeah, thank god! I think I'd go insane if we didn't. I don't know about you but I am an avid TV watcher. Even on all the digs I've gone on, I always had a satellite hook up. TV is how I relax."

Riley grinned and nodded. "Oh yeah, I know exactly what you mean. It's very hard to watch TV while you're in the cockpit of an F-15, but whenever I'm on the ground and I'm not working, I'm in front of the TV," she said as she sat down on the couch

"Really? Wow. What do you like to watch?" Chrislyn asked as she sat down next to Riley.

"Well, I'm kind of a big sci-fi fan. I love all the Star Treks, Farscape, The Outer Limits, Earth: Final Conflict, First Wave, Andromeda, but I think my favorite show is Mutant X. It's so awesome."

"No way! I love most of those shows too! Especially Mutant X!!  But not Earth: Final Conflict or First Wave.  But I also watch The Lost World and The Dead Zone.  But Mutant X is such an awesome show!" Chrislyn exclaimed with a grin.

"Well, than I think we're going to get along perfectly," Riley replied.

Even later that day…

"So, are you sure you don't want the top bunk?" Riley asked for the third time.

"Yes Riley! I am VERY sure," Chrislyn replied as she unpacked some of her clothes into the dresser drawer.

The small dresser consisted of four drawers so both of them had two each. Chrislyn had the two top ones and Riley had the two bottom ones.

"Well, just as long as you're sure."

"I am."

Once they were done unpacking, they both sat back down on the couch and began to talk.

"So Riley, have you got any siblings?" Chrislyn asked.

"Yes, I have a younger sister named Ryan," she answered.

"Riley and Ryan, huh? I guess your parents like 'r' names."

"Well, yeah. My mother liked 'r' names and my father wanted boys so we both were named predominately male names that started with the letter 'r'," Riley explained.

"Hmm…I see," Chrislyn commented. "So, how much younger is your sister?"

"She's three years younger. She just turned twenty about two weeks ago," she said with a frown.

"I take it by that frown that you don't really like your sister."

"Well, it's not that I don't like her, it's I don't like how my parents treat her," Riley replied. "As the oldest, and making up for the fact that I wasn't born a boy, I was made to follow in my father's footsteps. I had to join the Air Force because that's what he wanted and I'm not allowed to do anything wrong because he thinks that if I do, it discredits his reputation as a father and as an Air Force general. Now, Ryan wasn't made to join the Air Force because she was 'daddy's little girl' and she's allowed to do whatever she wants, when she wants, how she wants. She's allowed to be a woman and show her emotions without the military and our father frowning down at her. It's not fair, but I'm made to live with it," she explained bitterly.

"Man, that sucks, but at least your parents and sister are still alive," Chrislyn said.

Remembering that Chrislyn had told everyone that her parents and sister had been killed by a drunk driver, Riley's face suddenly turned from a bitter expression to one of sympathy. "I'm really sorry," she said quietly.

Chrislyn smiled at her. "It's ok. I was only five when it happened and I don't even remember that much. I'm just thankful that my aunt and uncle took me in. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't be the person that I am today…and I wouldn't be here in this small room on a top secret military base; deep in the bowels of a mountain which holds the most amazing thing ever found.  I would probably be working in a library or something," she stated.

Riley let out a soft chuckle. "Yeah, you've got that right. As much as I don't like it, my father making me join the Air Force is probably the only reason I'm here too. I guess that's one thing I can thank him for," she replied.  "So, how old is your cousin?  Are you two close?"

"We're practically twins!  Christopher is only six hours older.  Born on the same day, in the same hospital, in the same country and everything!  Chris and I are really close…It's really great!"

"Well that's nice…So, did you two pretend to be twins and stuff?" Riley asked interested.

"Oh yeah, we totally pass for twins!  We have sooo much fun!  You're going to have to meet him sometime, you'd like him!"

"Yeah."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door and then Sam suddenly walked in. "Hello ladies," she greeted.

Riley immediately stood up in respect of the higher ranking officer.

Sam smiled and shook her head. "You know, you don't have to do that every time I walk into the room, Captain. In fact, I find it kind of annoying," she told her.

"Yes ma'am," Riley replied, but still remained standing.

Sam looked around the room to see that they had put all their things away. "Well, I see you two have been busy and bet you're both hungry."

"I can't speak for Riley, but I know I'm starved," Chrislyn said.

"Great. Well, why don't you two join me and the rest of SG-1 for dinner? I'm not sure whether the colonel wants to eat on base or not, but we'll figure that out when we find him and Teal'c."

"Sounds great," Chrislyn replied as she stood up. Then she and Riley followed Sam out of the room.

Colonel O'Neill's Office

Sam, Riley, and Chrislyn walked into Jack's office to see that he and Teal'c were playing tic tac toe on the paper Jack was supposed to be writing a long overdue report on. "Ah Carter, just the person I wanted to see," he said cheerfully without even looking up at her. "I'm getting hungry and…" He trailed off because it was then that he finally noticed Riley and Chrislyn standing there as well.

"Yes sir, that's actually why I'm here…well, we're here. I figured that if Captain Fox and Dr. Star are going to work with SG-1, it might be nice to get to know them a little better. So, I asked them to come to dinner with us," Sam said.

Jack looked a little less than enthusiastic about the idea of the two young recruits coming to dinner with his team, but he didn't say anything. He took a few moments to stare down the two women before he nodded his head. "Ok, where are we going to eat? I'm not really in the mood for that stuff the commissary calls food. So, let's go out to a restaurant, shall we?" he finally replied.

Sam smiled. "Sounds good to me, sir."

"Teal'c? Is that ok with you?" Jack asked as he looked over at the silent man.

"It is, O'Neill," he answered as he gave Jack a slight nod.

Jack then looked over at Riley and Chrislyn. Fighting the urge to call them children, he asked, "Girls, is that alright with you?"

"Yes sir," was Riley's reply.

"Yup," said Chrislyn.

"Ok good. Now, let's all go change into some civvies—" He stopped when he noticed that Chrislyn was already wearing civilian clothes, but then corrected himself by saying, "Well, let us Air Force personnel and Jaffa go change. Then let's get out of here."

"If you don't mind, I would really like to change.  I flew in from Cairo to London and then London to Montreal and Montreal to Colorado…" Chrislyn said and then her voice trailed off when she noticed that they got the point.

Jack glared at her. "I don't care…Just change!  Wear whatever you want!  We'll all meet topside in let's say…twenty minutes?"

Everyone nodded and with that, they all left Jack's office.