STARGATE SG-1
SUMMARY: SG-1 travels to a planet where a being who calls himself "Astrassa" calls upon their past selves and future selves to make them learn the lessons they have to learn.
SPOILERS: Tin Man, season one
DISCLAIMER: These characters and places do not belong to me, trust me if they did Sam and Jack would have more shippy moments ;), they belong to MGM and the Sci-Fi channel or whoever has the rights.
SEASON: Five I guess - some time before Meridian
PAIRNGS: S/J
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hiya all, nothing to say right now, just hope u enjoy and please r&r!! Thanks! - Oh and I'd like to thank the two people who read this through for me before I posted it! My Beta and my Delta (!!
"Ready, Daniel?" Colonel Jack O'Neill asked as Dr. Daniel Jackson made his way into the gate room, still fiddling with his pack.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Daniel replied.
"Chevron Seven, locked," the voice of the officer came over the speaker.
"SG-1, you have a go!" General Hammond said.
Jack waved and walked up the ramp to the gate. He was followed by the other three members of SG-1, including Daniel. He jumped through the gate and then turned to watch as Major Samantha Carter and Teal'c both came through, followed by Daniel. Jack looked around.
"Well doesn't this planet look like we're gonna have a ball!" Jack commented, staring at the grey, bland walls.
"It sort of resembles the SGC," Sam commented, looking around.
"Only blander," Jack replied.
"And with no people," Daniel continued.
"And they do not have an iris protecting-" Teal'c was stopped by Jack holding up his hand.
"OK stop now," he said. "Carter - you reading any signs of life or wave- things?"
"Yes sir, there seems to be some sort of living creatures wandering around, but I can't tell what," Sam replied. "There's also a low level of radiation, but it shouldn't harm us. There's no sign of intelligent life, no radio waves or anything resembling them."
"So campers, do what you like," Jack said. "Teal'c and I will secure the area, you two - do what you do."
Jack and Teal'c were just heading out of the nearest archway when a man seemed to appear out of nowhere in front of them.
"Whoa, where'd you come from?" Jack asked, stepping backwards.
"I am Astrassa!" the short man said.
He had a high pitched voice and a mop of bright red, curly hair. His eyes didn't seem to have a colour, every time Jack tried to decipher his eye colour they seemed to change. It was odd, he couldn't explain it.
"I'm Fred," Jack replied. "And these are my friends Shaggy," he pointed at Daniel, "Daphne," he pointed at Sam, "and Scooby Doo," he pointed at Teal'c.
Sam couldn't help but smile to herself, Daniel also seemed to be trying not to laugh, Teal'c remained silent but raised one of his eyebrows.
"You are not," Astrassa accused. "You are Major Carter, Colonel O'Neill, Dr Jackson and the traitor Teal'c."
"Oh you know us?" Jack said. "Well we'll be signing autographs after."
"Sir," Sam warned.
"Right," Jack said. "So how exactly did you know that?"
"I read your minds," Astrassa informed him.
"You read our minds?" Jack echoed. "Now isn't that a little - well - intrusive?"
"I do not believe so," Astrassa said. "You all have many problems."
"Ah, most people do," Daniel butted in before Jack could reply sarcastically.
"These I can fix! Yes, make better," Astrassa said.
"Oh, now where have I heard this before?" Jack said rolling his eyes. "You a friend -"
"Comtraya!" Astrassa said.
"Yes he is - " Jack said, turning to face the other. "Off we go."
"Off? I think not!" Astrassa said. "I am not like Harlen, he is not human, I am."
"Or so you say - " Jack replied. "Look we're not interested in becoming better, we just wanna go home. So you can either let us do that or - "
There was a blinding flash of light and Jack found himself lying on the floor of a room he did not recognise.
Jack looked around him. There was a couch, a television with a VCR and DVD player, a stereo, a bunk bed, LEGO pieces stacked up in the corner, a rocking chair in the corner, book shelves with Egyptian artefacts on them and a kitchen sink.
"OK," Jack said to himself. "This is an odd arrangement - "
He stood up and brushed off his clothes. He looked around again; it was definitely an odd collection of things to find in a room together. He stood up and walked over to the stereo.
"Hey this is my stereo!" he said to no one in particular.
"POW!" a small voice shouted from behind the couch, accompanied by a small click. "Bang! Pow!"
Jack spun around carefully. "Hello?"
"I killed you already," the voice of a kid came again.
Jack made his way slowly over to the couch and just as the kid rose to "shoot" at him again Jack caught his hand. "Who are you?"
"Who are you?" the kid asked.
Jack suddenly recognised the kid. "You're - no."
"What? Let me go!" the kid bit his arm hard.
"Oow - " Jack said, shaking his arm and watching as the kid took refuge on the top bunk, still aiming the fake gun at him. "Look, Jonathan, I don't want to hurt you."
"How the hell do you know my name?" the kid asked.
"Because - " Jack cringed. "You're me."
"No I'm not!" the kid replied. "I'm me."
"And me," Jack replied. "Look I know this is hard to believe, but you're name's Jonathan O'Neill? Correct?"
"Yeah - " Jonathan replied. "Are you some kind of Russian spy?"
"No, no I'm - well I'm you," Jack said. "Look don't ask me how this happened, but it just has."
"No way, I don't believe you," Jonathan said. "I'll get out dad's real gun in a minute - "
"NO!" Jack shouted, the pang of loosing his son suddenly rising up in him again. "Promise me to never play with your dad's gun OK?"
"OK - why would you care anyway?" Jonathan questioned, putting his cap gun down.
"Because - " Jack paused. "Because you're me."
"And you'd better believe him," another voice said from behind.
Jack spun around to find an old man, at least eighty, standing behind him.
"Whoa, now who are you?" Jack asked.
"Don't you recognise me Jack?" the old man smiled.
"Oh, you're me too?" Jack asked.
The old man nodded and smiled.
"Huh?" Jonathan asked. "Wait, wait, if you're both me, then why are you," he pointed at Jack, "Called Jack, not Jonathan."
"You will be called, Jack, eventually," the old man said. "I remember being here - "
Jack looked at Old Jack. "So how come I don't remember being him?"
"You do - or at least that's what I remember me telling you when I was you," Old Jack said.
Jack looked slightly confused for a second while he was figuring it out. "Right - I think I'm with you. So I do? What? No I don't - "
"You passed if all off as a dream," Old Jack told him.
Jack tried to think back. "No I didn't."
"You're a very stubborn man, Jack, thank god I didn't have to work with you," Old Jack smiled to himself. "You're team mates didn't seem to mind though."
"OK this is just weird," Jack said. "Even if this is real, and that's a big if, how the hell did this happen?"
"Astrassa did it," Old Jack replied.
"For crying out loud, will you two please stop talking about weird things that I have no idea what you're talking about?" Jonathan asked.
Both older Jack's smiled.
"So Astrassa did this - why?" Jack asked Older Jack.
"I bet it's some weird thing like 'You need to speak to yourself' or 'learn from your mistakes' or something philosophical like that," Jonathan said.
"Big words for a - seven year old?" Jack guessed.
"Eight and a half," Jonathan replied. "And we did philosophy at school."
"Ooh this could take a while," Jack said to himself.
Sam sat up in the room she was in. It had a really odd assortment of belongings in it. In one corner was a television, a very old looking one at that, and a brand new machine sitting next to it, which she had no idea what it was. In the opposite corner was a large, comfy looking chair, next to that was a large bookshelf with what seemed like hundreds of astronomy and physics books. Sam wandered over to the bookshelf and took out the smallest book sitting on the bottom shelf.
"This was my first astronomy book," she said to herself.
"That's mine!" a little girl said, snatching it from her and running over to the large comfy chair. "Keep your hands off it."
The girl would've only been seven or eight years old. She had long blonde hair just past her shoulders and blue eyes. She was wearing overalls that were way to big for her and a large checked shirt underneath that. Sam looked at her and blinked.
"Samantha?" Sam asked.
"Who're you?" the girl asked.
"I'm - I'm Sam," Sam replied.
"Let me guess, you're from some weird alternate reality or something? I just read about those," Samantha asked. "That'd be so cool, it would prove that alternate realities and stuff are real. That'd prove wrong all those stupid physicists who think otherwise."
Sam smiled. "Actually I think I'm from your reality, but I've been to alternate realities."
"Yeah right," Samantha replied. "I bet you're just saying that cos I said it. You can't trick me into thinking that you're actually from an alternate reality. I think you're probably some nutcrack off the street who came in here to kidnap me or something. So go ahead."
"No I don't want to kidnap you, Samantha, I am you," Sam replied.
"Yeah right," the little girl replied. "That's impossible. Physics wouldn't allow it. There is no way that the space time continual would work that way. We couldn't possibly be different ages and in the same room."
"Actually it's entirely possible, I've travelled back in time before, now I'm obviously doing it again," Sam said. "Although that doesn't make sense - "
" - because when you came out of the Stargate you were still in your time," an old woman said from behind her.
"You're me too, aren't you?" Sam asked.
Old Sam smiled. "You could say that."
Sam looked at the old woman for a minute, then noticed a small ring on her hand. "You're married!"
"You sound surprised?" Old Sam commented.
"Well - you know - you're me," Sam said, suddenly happier.
"You mean I get married?" Samantha piped up. "Is he a scientist?"
"Far from it," Old Sam smiled.
Sam looked at her suspiciously. She wasn't going to ask about him, she didn't want to know the future; she didn't want to know who she was going to marry before she met him. But her reply to the last question was a shock to her.could it possibly be? No, it'd never happen. Could it? Maybe it had. No it couldn't.
"I know what's racing through your mind Sam, you'll find out soon enough," Old Sam smiled, knowingly.
"Sam, why'd you cut your hair short?" Samantha asked Sam.
"Military regulations," Sam replied.
"Ugh, I join the military?" Samantha replied. "Like Dad?"
"You'll learn to love him," Sam said.
Samantha rolled her eyes and returned to reading her physics book.
"How come I don't remember this?" Sam asked Old Sam.
"She thinks it's a dream," Old Sam replied. "Her.your.our mind tried to figure it out scientifically, and when it couldn't, it gave in and she only remembers it as a dream."
"I see," Sam replied. "Look I'm going to see if I can find the others."
Old Sam nodded. "Try the right door."
Sam looked behind her to see there were three doors. "Thanks."
"I think that the Ancient Pyramids of Egypt, especially in Giza, you know the big ones? I think that they're landing platforms for alien spaceships that came here long ago," Danny announced.
"You're right," Daniel said, patting him on the head.
"Really? Nick says I'm full of stupid ideas," Danny said.
"Yeah, he, uh, does that," Daniel said, walking to the doors and trying to figure out which one to open.
"You know I got a girlfriend yesterday," Danny announced.
"Really?" Daniel said. "Jennifer, right?"
"Yeah, you remember her!" Danny said.
Daniel took off his glasses and rubbed them with his shirt. "Where'd the - uh - other Daniel go?"
"Out the right door," Danny said.
"Ok, I'm gonna go out and find Old Daniel, and you're going to stay here and keep watch, OK?" Daniel said.
"No, you're so boring! I wanna come - where are we anyway? Are we in Egypt? I like Egypt. But I've only been there six times. You know I have a friend at school who's been there twenty times, but his mum is Egyptian - " Danny kept telling Daniel.
Daniel ignored him and opened the door into the hallway. Danny kept blabbing on about his friend Peter who had seen this movie where aliens had taken over the planets.
"That's nice Danny, look do you wanna come?" Daniel asked.
"Yes," Danny said.
"OK, then be quiet," Daniel said. "You never know who else is here."
"What - like the aliens?" Danny asked.
"Yeah, like the aliens," Daniel replied.
"Cool, then we can ask them if they really use the - " he stoped as Daniel put a hand over his mouth.
"Be quiet -"
Danny nodded.
Teal'c walked along the corridors of the building, looking for some sign that there was someone else alive around. He had been blinded by a flash of light and had then awoken in an empty room alone. He had made it out the one door in the room to find himself in what seemed to be a blank grey corridor. He heard a sound and raised his staff weapon as he rounded the corner and found himself pointing it straight at -
"AAAH!" the little boy screamed and pulled a toy gun out of his pocket. "I'll kill you before you can even consider - "
"Jonathan, stop it," Jack said.
Teal'c raised an eyebrow.
"And how did you come across this boy?" Teal'c asked.
"He's me, apparently, me as an eight-year-old and me as an eighty-year-old is wandering around somewhere near here too," Jack replied. "Where's yours?"
"Mine? I do not appear to have an eight-year-old and an eighty-year-old duplicate - and as I am 102 I doubt that they would send me an eighty-year- old duplicate," Teal'c informed him. "It may be too dangerous to send me an eight-year-old duplicate because of my betrayal of the Jaffa."
"Teal'c!" Old Jack said when he saw him. "It's been so long."
"Oh for crying out loud, do you old guys all know each other?" Jonathan asked.
"Oh for crying out loud will you please just be quiet for a second?" Old Jack told him.
"Fine, I'll go find someone else to play with, you guys are boring anyway," and with that Jonathan disappeared in the corridor.
"Should we not chase after him?" Teal'c asked.
"Nah, nothing's gonna happen to him," Old Jack said.
"I'd know," Jack continued.
"This could prove to be rather interesting - " Teal'c commented.
SUMMARY: SG-1 travels to a planet where a being who calls himself "Astrassa" calls upon their past selves and future selves to make them learn the lessons they have to learn.
SPOILERS: Tin Man, season one
DISCLAIMER: These characters and places do not belong to me, trust me if they did Sam and Jack would have more shippy moments ;), they belong to MGM and the Sci-Fi channel or whoever has the rights.
SEASON: Five I guess - some time before Meridian
PAIRNGS: S/J
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hiya all, nothing to say right now, just hope u enjoy and please r&r!! Thanks! - Oh and I'd like to thank the two people who read this through for me before I posted it! My Beta and my Delta (!!
"Ready, Daniel?" Colonel Jack O'Neill asked as Dr. Daniel Jackson made his way into the gate room, still fiddling with his pack.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," Daniel replied.
"Chevron Seven, locked," the voice of the officer came over the speaker.
"SG-1, you have a go!" General Hammond said.
Jack waved and walked up the ramp to the gate. He was followed by the other three members of SG-1, including Daniel. He jumped through the gate and then turned to watch as Major Samantha Carter and Teal'c both came through, followed by Daniel. Jack looked around.
"Well doesn't this planet look like we're gonna have a ball!" Jack commented, staring at the grey, bland walls.
"It sort of resembles the SGC," Sam commented, looking around.
"Only blander," Jack replied.
"And with no people," Daniel continued.
"And they do not have an iris protecting-" Teal'c was stopped by Jack holding up his hand.
"OK stop now," he said. "Carter - you reading any signs of life or wave- things?"
"Yes sir, there seems to be some sort of living creatures wandering around, but I can't tell what," Sam replied. "There's also a low level of radiation, but it shouldn't harm us. There's no sign of intelligent life, no radio waves or anything resembling them."
"So campers, do what you like," Jack said. "Teal'c and I will secure the area, you two - do what you do."
Jack and Teal'c were just heading out of the nearest archway when a man seemed to appear out of nowhere in front of them.
"Whoa, where'd you come from?" Jack asked, stepping backwards.
"I am Astrassa!" the short man said.
He had a high pitched voice and a mop of bright red, curly hair. His eyes didn't seem to have a colour, every time Jack tried to decipher his eye colour they seemed to change. It was odd, he couldn't explain it.
"I'm Fred," Jack replied. "And these are my friends Shaggy," he pointed at Daniel, "Daphne," he pointed at Sam, "and Scooby Doo," he pointed at Teal'c.
Sam couldn't help but smile to herself, Daniel also seemed to be trying not to laugh, Teal'c remained silent but raised one of his eyebrows.
"You are not," Astrassa accused. "You are Major Carter, Colonel O'Neill, Dr Jackson and the traitor Teal'c."
"Oh you know us?" Jack said. "Well we'll be signing autographs after."
"Sir," Sam warned.
"Right," Jack said. "So how exactly did you know that?"
"I read your minds," Astrassa informed him.
"You read our minds?" Jack echoed. "Now isn't that a little - well - intrusive?"
"I do not believe so," Astrassa said. "You all have many problems."
"Ah, most people do," Daniel butted in before Jack could reply sarcastically.
"These I can fix! Yes, make better," Astrassa said.
"Oh, now where have I heard this before?" Jack said rolling his eyes. "You a friend -"
"Comtraya!" Astrassa said.
"Yes he is - " Jack said, turning to face the other. "Off we go."
"Off? I think not!" Astrassa said. "I am not like Harlen, he is not human, I am."
"Or so you say - " Jack replied. "Look we're not interested in becoming better, we just wanna go home. So you can either let us do that or - "
There was a blinding flash of light and Jack found himself lying on the floor of a room he did not recognise.
Jack looked around him. There was a couch, a television with a VCR and DVD player, a stereo, a bunk bed, LEGO pieces stacked up in the corner, a rocking chair in the corner, book shelves with Egyptian artefacts on them and a kitchen sink.
"OK," Jack said to himself. "This is an odd arrangement - "
He stood up and brushed off his clothes. He looked around again; it was definitely an odd collection of things to find in a room together. He stood up and walked over to the stereo.
"Hey this is my stereo!" he said to no one in particular.
"POW!" a small voice shouted from behind the couch, accompanied by a small click. "Bang! Pow!"
Jack spun around carefully. "Hello?"
"I killed you already," the voice of a kid came again.
Jack made his way slowly over to the couch and just as the kid rose to "shoot" at him again Jack caught his hand. "Who are you?"
"Who are you?" the kid asked.
Jack suddenly recognised the kid. "You're - no."
"What? Let me go!" the kid bit his arm hard.
"Oow - " Jack said, shaking his arm and watching as the kid took refuge on the top bunk, still aiming the fake gun at him. "Look, Jonathan, I don't want to hurt you."
"How the hell do you know my name?" the kid asked.
"Because - " Jack cringed. "You're me."
"No I'm not!" the kid replied. "I'm me."
"And me," Jack replied. "Look I know this is hard to believe, but you're name's Jonathan O'Neill? Correct?"
"Yeah - " Jonathan replied. "Are you some kind of Russian spy?"
"No, no I'm - well I'm you," Jack said. "Look don't ask me how this happened, but it just has."
"No way, I don't believe you," Jonathan said. "I'll get out dad's real gun in a minute - "
"NO!" Jack shouted, the pang of loosing his son suddenly rising up in him again. "Promise me to never play with your dad's gun OK?"
"OK - why would you care anyway?" Jonathan questioned, putting his cap gun down.
"Because - " Jack paused. "Because you're me."
"And you'd better believe him," another voice said from behind.
Jack spun around to find an old man, at least eighty, standing behind him.
"Whoa, now who are you?" Jack asked.
"Don't you recognise me Jack?" the old man smiled.
"Oh, you're me too?" Jack asked.
The old man nodded and smiled.
"Huh?" Jonathan asked. "Wait, wait, if you're both me, then why are you," he pointed at Jack, "Called Jack, not Jonathan."
"You will be called, Jack, eventually," the old man said. "I remember being here - "
Jack looked at Old Jack. "So how come I don't remember being him?"
"You do - or at least that's what I remember me telling you when I was you," Old Jack said.
Jack looked slightly confused for a second while he was figuring it out. "Right - I think I'm with you. So I do? What? No I don't - "
"You passed if all off as a dream," Old Jack told him.
Jack tried to think back. "No I didn't."
"You're a very stubborn man, Jack, thank god I didn't have to work with you," Old Jack smiled to himself. "You're team mates didn't seem to mind though."
"OK this is just weird," Jack said. "Even if this is real, and that's a big if, how the hell did this happen?"
"Astrassa did it," Old Jack replied.
"For crying out loud, will you two please stop talking about weird things that I have no idea what you're talking about?" Jonathan asked.
Both older Jack's smiled.
"So Astrassa did this - why?" Jack asked Older Jack.
"I bet it's some weird thing like 'You need to speak to yourself' or 'learn from your mistakes' or something philosophical like that," Jonathan said.
"Big words for a - seven year old?" Jack guessed.
"Eight and a half," Jonathan replied. "And we did philosophy at school."
"Ooh this could take a while," Jack said to himself.
Sam sat up in the room she was in. It had a really odd assortment of belongings in it. In one corner was a television, a very old looking one at that, and a brand new machine sitting next to it, which she had no idea what it was. In the opposite corner was a large, comfy looking chair, next to that was a large bookshelf with what seemed like hundreds of astronomy and physics books. Sam wandered over to the bookshelf and took out the smallest book sitting on the bottom shelf.
"This was my first astronomy book," she said to herself.
"That's mine!" a little girl said, snatching it from her and running over to the large comfy chair. "Keep your hands off it."
The girl would've only been seven or eight years old. She had long blonde hair just past her shoulders and blue eyes. She was wearing overalls that were way to big for her and a large checked shirt underneath that. Sam looked at her and blinked.
"Samantha?" Sam asked.
"Who're you?" the girl asked.
"I'm - I'm Sam," Sam replied.
"Let me guess, you're from some weird alternate reality or something? I just read about those," Samantha asked. "That'd be so cool, it would prove that alternate realities and stuff are real. That'd prove wrong all those stupid physicists who think otherwise."
Sam smiled. "Actually I think I'm from your reality, but I've been to alternate realities."
"Yeah right," Samantha replied. "I bet you're just saying that cos I said it. You can't trick me into thinking that you're actually from an alternate reality. I think you're probably some nutcrack off the street who came in here to kidnap me or something. So go ahead."
"No I don't want to kidnap you, Samantha, I am you," Sam replied.
"Yeah right," the little girl replied. "That's impossible. Physics wouldn't allow it. There is no way that the space time continual would work that way. We couldn't possibly be different ages and in the same room."
"Actually it's entirely possible, I've travelled back in time before, now I'm obviously doing it again," Sam said. "Although that doesn't make sense - "
" - because when you came out of the Stargate you were still in your time," an old woman said from behind her.
"You're me too, aren't you?" Sam asked.
Old Sam smiled. "You could say that."
Sam looked at the old woman for a minute, then noticed a small ring on her hand. "You're married!"
"You sound surprised?" Old Sam commented.
"Well - you know - you're me," Sam said, suddenly happier.
"You mean I get married?" Samantha piped up. "Is he a scientist?"
"Far from it," Old Sam smiled.
Sam looked at her suspiciously. She wasn't going to ask about him, she didn't want to know the future; she didn't want to know who she was going to marry before she met him. But her reply to the last question was a shock to her.could it possibly be? No, it'd never happen. Could it? Maybe it had. No it couldn't.
"I know what's racing through your mind Sam, you'll find out soon enough," Old Sam smiled, knowingly.
"Sam, why'd you cut your hair short?" Samantha asked Sam.
"Military regulations," Sam replied.
"Ugh, I join the military?" Samantha replied. "Like Dad?"
"You'll learn to love him," Sam said.
Samantha rolled her eyes and returned to reading her physics book.
"How come I don't remember this?" Sam asked Old Sam.
"She thinks it's a dream," Old Sam replied. "Her.your.our mind tried to figure it out scientifically, and when it couldn't, it gave in and she only remembers it as a dream."
"I see," Sam replied. "Look I'm going to see if I can find the others."
Old Sam nodded. "Try the right door."
Sam looked behind her to see there were three doors. "Thanks."
"I think that the Ancient Pyramids of Egypt, especially in Giza, you know the big ones? I think that they're landing platforms for alien spaceships that came here long ago," Danny announced.
"You're right," Daniel said, patting him on the head.
"Really? Nick says I'm full of stupid ideas," Danny said.
"Yeah, he, uh, does that," Daniel said, walking to the doors and trying to figure out which one to open.
"You know I got a girlfriend yesterday," Danny announced.
"Really?" Daniel said. "Jennifer, right?"
"Yeah, you remember her!" Danny said.
Daniel took off his glasses and rubbed them with his shirt. "Where'd the - uh - other Daniel go?"
"Out the right door," Danny said.
"Ok, I'm gonna go out and find Old Daniel, and you're going to stay here and keep watch, OK?" Daniel said.
"No, you're so boring! I wanna come - where are we anyway? Are we in Egypt? I like Egypt. But I've only been there six times. You know I have a friend at school who's been there twenty times, but his mum is Egyptian - " Danny kept telling Daniel.
Daniel ignored him and opened the door into the hallway. Danny kept blabbing on about his friend Peter who had seen this movie where aliens had taken over the planets.
"That's nice Danny, look do you wanna come?" Daniel asked.
"Yes," Danny said.
"OK, then be quiet," Daniel said. "You never know who else is here."
"What - like the aliens?" Danny asked.
"Yeah, like the aliens," Daniel replied.
"Cool, then we can ask them if they really use the - " he stoped as Daniel put a hand over his mouth.
"Be quiet -"
Danny nodded.
Teal'c walked along the corridors of the building, looking for some sign that there was someone else alive around. He had been blinded by a flash of light and had then awoken in an empty room alone. He had made it out the one door in the room to find himself in what seemed to be a blank grey corridor. He heard a sound and raised his staff weapon as he rounded the corner and found himself pointing it straight at -
"AAAH!" the little boy screamed and pulled a toy gun out of his pocket. "I'll kill you before you can even consider - "
"Jonathan, stop it," Jack said.
Teal'c raised an eyebrow.
"And how did you come across this boy?" Teal'c asked.
"He's me, apparently, me as an eight-year-old and me as an eighty-year-old is wandering around somewhere near here too," Jack replied. "Where's yours?"
"Mine? I do not appear to have an eight-year-old and an eighty-year-old duplicate - and as I am 102 I doubt that they would send me an eighty-year- old duplicate," Teal'c informed him. "It may be too dangerous to send me an eight-year-old duplicate because of my betrayal of the Jaffa."
"Teal'c!" Old Jack said when he saw him. "It's been so long."
"Oh for crying out loud, do you old guys all know each other?" Jonathan asked.
"Oh for crying out loud will you please just be quiet for a second?" Old Jack told him.
"Fine, I'll go find someone else to play with, you guys are boring anyway," and with that Jonathan disappeared in the corridor.
"Should we not chase after him?" Teal'c asked.
"Nah, nothing's gonna happen to him," Old Jack said.
"I'd know," Jack continued.
"This could prove to be rather interesting - " Teal'c commented.