Disclaimer, -I don't own SG-1 or Firefly. Though if I did own Firefly I would have kept it on TV unlike the Idiot Powers that Be…
I made up the storm mentioned below, so take it as its intended, a fictitious story.
The well-dressed man had just bent over to kiss Anara's hand when he thought he heard something. Glancing at the beat up ship that Anara called home, he stood back up in shock. Jacob/Selmak literally could not believe whom he was seeing.
"Sammy?" he whispered. Sam came flying down the ramp into her father's arms. His arms came up and wrapped the daughter he hadn't seen in almost 250 years as tightly as he could. "Oh Sammy, I've missed you." He whispered brokenly, eyes closed. A hand clapped him on the back, and Jacob opened his eyes to see the rest of SG-1 standing there grinning like fools. Jacob pulled back from Sam, "What in the hell are you doing here Jack? It's been almost 300 years. You are not supposed to be here!" He said, agitation in his voice.
"Gee Jacob, good to see you too. How's Selmak?" Jack said sarcastically. Anara could see Jacob's distress, and though she had heard of his daughter, she was under the impression that his Samantha was long dead. "Let's go in for tea, shall we?" she took Jacob's arm, his other arm wouldn't let go of Sam, and walked them toward her interested shipmates of the Serenity. Jack and the others followed, "Going in is a good idea, though no more caffeine for me, I'm already hallucinating." Jack said.
The crew greeted Anara, as she led in the group to the kitchen. Anara gently sat Jacob down and quietly began to brew some tea. "Jacob, these are my shipmates," indicating Mal and the others. "This is Capt. Malcolm Reynolds, Zoe and Wash, our Doctor Simon Tam and his sister River, Shepherd Book and Jayne Cobb." She set the tea in front of Jacob and sat down across from him, radiating peace. Jacob sipped his tea, "You can guess that this is my daughter Sammy, also old comrades in arms, Jack O'Neill, Daniel Jackson and Teal'c. Though why they are here has yet been answered," he said, scowling at Jack. "Hey, this is so not my fault." Jack protested.
"Huh," Mal said, "A 300 year old Governor." He said shaking his head.
"Do they know, Sammy?" Jacob asked quietly. "We told them about Jolinaar and the Tok'ra." Sam answered. Jacob stood up, facing everyone and his eyes flashed. "Oh boy." Jack said. "Holy..." Jayne breathed sharply, taking a step back in shock.
"Greetings, I am Selmak of the Tok'ra and part of Jacob Carter. I am the reason he has lived for so long. A long time ago the Tok'ra scattered to live out their lives, and Jacob and I settled here. We did not expect to see old friends." The voice stopped, and Jacob was back. Mal looked at Anara with interest. "You're not surprised by any of this, are you?" he asked. She nodded. "I know some of Jacob's history. I met Selmak during one of my first visits here." Anara sipped her tea. Jacob smiled fondly at her, touching her hand. "You have been a true friend, Anara." Jacob said.
Jack sighed impatiently. "This is all well and good but we have pressing problems Jacob, including the Alliance caring for a goa'uld larvae." He said. "What?" Selmak said, turning to face Jack in surprise. "You heard me fine, though I wish you would warn a guy before you change like that." Jack said grimly. "My apology. Your news was very unwelcome." Selmak replied.
Jacob looked up, "When did you get here Sam?" he asked. Sam shifted uncomfortably, "It was 2 days ago. We were supposed to be going to P37495, a tropical planet, when all of the sudden we arrived here." She said, sounding puzzled, even to herself. Jack snorted, "I'll bet the General is having kittens, we were supposed to be back yesterday." Jacob turned to Mal, "Didn't you request to land 2 days ago?" he asked.
"Yep, we skirted a space storm and arrived earlier that we had planned." Mal said, wondering where this was going. Jacob frowned, "It wasn't a simple space storm, but a temporal space storm. The wormhole must have gone through the storm and changed your timeline." Jacob said, getting up to pace.
"A temporal storm?" understanding dawned on Wash's face. "That explains why we arrived early, Mal. But I don't recollect temporal storms in this part of space?" Wash said, scratching his head in puzzlement.
"You aren't here mistake like, but on purpose. To save the 'verse and fix the mistakes of others," said River as she stood, touched Daniel on the cheek and smiled. "Your friends in the sky know you are here." With that she left the room. Jacob and the others looked at Daniel. "Please tell me that the Ancients will get us home after this too." Jack asked, irritated, knowing his fate was not in his hands. Daniel shook his head and said, "I have no idea." He closed his eyes, "I need more caffeine." Anara gracefully got up and poured him some tea.
Mal steered a pacing Jacob to a chair, then grabbed Jack and sat him down. "We need to plan. Simon, get the Alliance plans for the place we rescued River from. Find out from River where she last saw the snake, no, have her come down here and maybe she has an idea or two." Mal said thinking quickly. Simon stood there. "Doc? I done asked you to do something." Mal said. "River is not going back to that place." Simon said, and held his ground in what was sure to be the face of his Captains' wrath. "I surely am not asking her to go back to a place that tortured her. Not get." Mal said impatiently. He turned to Zoe and Wash, "Zoe, you and Jayne get every weapon from every hole we have them buried in and go over them, seeing what we need, Shepherd you go with them. Wash; get the reports on what kinds of space storms we don't want to run across. Kaylee, give the engines a check." At the last of his orders everybody scattered, Teal'c stood, going with Zoe and Jayne. O'Neill and Jacob looked at each other, knowing leadership when they saw it.
Jacob sat back, "So, let me guess, you fought against the Alliance." He said, crossing his arms. Mal nodded, "Yep, and lost." This came out a little bitterly. Jacob was thoughtful, "The Battle at Serenity?" Now Mal got up, thinking to get more tea and avoid the question when Anara took the teapot from him to brew some more. "We have lost friends and people under us in battle too, Mal." Jack said quietly.
Mal turned back to them, eyes hot. "Zoe and I tried to save them all, but we were overrun. We ended up with a handful out of the hundreds we started out with." He shook his head sharply, signaling the end to this conversation. Jacob spoke up, "Captain, we know what its like, but it wasn't your fault. Why we live, and they die, is just fate. You aren't worth more than them, or they less than you. It just happens, and you can't beat yourself up over it. You use what you learn to shape how you live your own life, as a memorial for them. For if you can make it, then they aren't forgotten." Jacob said quietly. "What do you know about it Governor?" Mal said sarcastically, causing Anara to start to say something. Jacob stopped her with a headshake, "I served in the same military with Jack before I became Tok'ra, then I served in many battles with them as well. Death and I are acquaintances." Jacob replied, the truth of that statement was understood by Mal.
Simon and River came in then, Simon with rolled up papers and a handheld computer, River going over to Anara and sitting by her. Jack and Mal stood up to unroll the papers, weighing them down in the corners with silver ware, and the bowl that held apples. All afternoon the ship bustled with activity. Jack, Jacob, and Mal strategizing a basic plan. As people passed through, additions were made, suggestions considered. Jacob was adamant about coming along, Jack and Sam trying to argue him out of it. "As I have a ship and a container for the goa'uld, I think I should go." Jacob said firmly. Mal looked at Jack, "We could use the second ship, Jack." He said seriously. Jack sighed impatiently, conceding the point.
As evening swung into night, they called it quits. Shepherd, Kaylee and Anara had gone into town for fresh food, and now were back and fixing a meal. Scavenging extra chairs from other parts of the ship, everyone sat around the Serenity's table and ate. Afterwards Jacob took Sam back to the Governor's house, planning to get the hidden away cargo ship out and ready for the trip the next day.
River wandered the dark corridors after everyone had turned in. She was in a flowing nightdress, dark hair tangling around her shoulders. She was nervous, too spooked to sleep, knowing the saving could go right or wrong. A shadow stepped into her path. "Come on River, you go back to bed now. Worrying never fixed a thing." Jayne took her hand and quietly led her back to the room she shared with Simon. She looked at him, eyes dark and serious. "Jayne Cobb, you're a good man." She kissed him on the cheek and obediently went inside. Simon woke slightly, "River?" She touched his shoulder, "Go back to sleep Simon." And she went to do the same.