Branches
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1, Star Gate and Alias no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
AN: Cass is Sam's height and I'm guessing on Sam's height here. Sorry if I'm wrong!
Sydney waited with her father at the front desk. They were schedualed to leave as soon as this O'Neill woman got there. Vaughn was already at the airport. Sydney thought they were just wasting time, having O'Neill come here when she could have just met them at the airport, but her father didn't trust the military anymore than he had trusted SD-6 and he wanted to meet this attache before he sent his people, especially his daughter, on a mission with her.
"She's late" Sydney remarked, glancing at her watch. She was supposed to have been there 3 minutes ago.
"I was correct. We should have gone left" a man's deep voice said. Sydney turned. Coming through the door was a very tall man with a baseball cap pulled low over his forehead and a girl with her hair pulled out the back of another cap. They both wore jeans and black t-shirts. The girl was almost as tall as the man, a good 6'1" or 2" at least, a couple inches taller than Sydney. The men seemed to be a tower.
"We're here, aren't we?" the girl said to him. Sydeny guestimated her at 18, 19 years old. She stopped in front of Sydney.
"Hi there" she said cheerfully, "You must be Bristo, right?"
"Yes. I'm Sydney, this is my father Jack" Sydney said, not sure which Bristo the girl wanted. The girl tipped her hat up a bit and Sydney was surprised to recognize her face as that of the Air Force attache.
"No kidding! You're dad's name is Jack?" she exclaimed, shaking Bristo's hand, "So's mine! He also happens to be my CO. Guess we have a lot in common"
"It's nice to meet you" Bristo said, "And you are?"
"This is....Murry." O'Neill replied, " He comes with"
"We were told you were coming alone" Bristo said. O'Neill shrugged.
"Don't know what they told ya, but thisis how it is" she said firmly, then lightened up, "Don't worry. He's not great for joking with, but he's a good man and a damn good fighter" The tall man raised an eyebrow at this comment, but didn't say anything.
"We don't have a lot of time" Sydney reminded her father. Bristo nodded.
"Follow me" A car awaited them in the back and took them directly to the plane where Vaughn was waiting on them. They all piled in and took off, leaving Sydney's father behind.
"This is Agent Vaughn" Sydney told them, "Vaughn, Cassandra Carter-O'Neill, and Murry."
"Call me Cassi" she told them, shaking his hand.
"Kolsaki is staying at a family hotel in Madrid, Spain. Our cover was going to be a family vacation, a brother and 2 sisters, but with him......" Sydney looked at Teal'c. Cass looked at her companion.
"Good point" she said, "Murry, you've just become a personal bell boy"
"What is a bell boy?" Teal'c asked. The girl rolled her eyes.
"You'll find out" she answered.
"So, Cassi, you're kind of young to be high up in the military ranks, aren't you?" Vaughn asked. He could tell Sydney wanted to know, but she was unwilling to ask.
"Well, OFFICAlly" she emphasized the word, "I'm not in the military. I'm not of legal age yet, so they can't employ me either. All my paychecks just kind of get split between my Mom and Dad"
"You're mom's in the service too?" Sydney asked, "I didn't think that was allowed" Cass looked at Teal'c but he just looked back.
"Special circumstances" was all she'd say.
"So why are you on this mission? There must be a good reason" Sydney continued.
"Well, I am the best in my fields" the girl answered, but not smugly. Sydney got an odd feeling from her, as if she knew more about things than she ought to know. If she was underage, she couldn't be any younger than 17, but Sydney saw in her eyes experience in the unkind ways of the world beyond her years. The feeling unsettled her.
"And what are your fields?" Vaughn asked.
"I have PhD's in ancient history, astrophysics, theoretical sciences and linguistics" she replied non chalantly, "I have basic degrees in some other stuff like sociology, earth sciences, electronics, mathmatics, stuff like that" She waved the lesser degress off like a high school diploma. Sydney just stared at her. She had to be lying! But Sydney didn't get the impression she was, or that she ever did, unless someone started prying into that classified life of hers. Sydney thought that disturbed her even more.
"So, you're a geek?" Sydney gave Vaughn a surprised look. Cassi burst out laughing. She held her hand out, which Vaughn took.
"You're okay by me!" she declared, "Daddy always said don't trust someone without a sense of humor!"
"Indeed" Murry commented, "He says that often"
"Anyway, you don't have to worry about me. You pick things up living in the.....well working with the military anyway. I'm also an expert in weapons, self defense and strategy" she paused and looked at her friend, "Or so they tell me"
"That's impossible! You can't possibly know all of that!" Sydney objected.
"Cassi O'Neill is a formidable warrior, Agent Bristo, and also quite intelligent" Murry said.
"No one's denying that, Murry" Vaughn interceded, not wanting to get off on the wrong foot. Especially with a man that size. Not that he and Syd couldn't take him of course. Cassi smiled graciously.
"Don't worry" she assured them, "Don't really expect you to believe me anyway" Suddenly, Sydney wasn't worried about the girl's outrageous claims. In fact, she'd forgotten all about them. Her mind turned to the mission ahead. She grabbed a folder out of her pack, ready to brief O'Neill, but when she turned back, the girl's head was on her companions lap and she was asleep.
"Um, is she okay?" Sydney asked the strange man.
"Cassi requires many hours of sleep. Dr. Fraiser suggested she sleep on the voyage." he answered. Sydney and Vaughn both wondered why he spoke so.....formally. It was almost as if he were from another planet.
"What's wrong with her?' Vaughn asked. "Murry" tilted his head to the side.
"I have just said there is nothing wrong"
"No, I mean....why does she need her own doctor, why does she need so much sleep?" he amended.
"Dr. Fraiser is not her personal doctor, she is her aunt and is most familiar with her medical history. She often gives Cassi such medical advise. As for why Cassi requires so much sleep, I can not tell you that. If you should require us, please wake us" He replied and then closed his eyes as well, though neither CIA agent believed he was really asleep. Niether knew, either, if that "can not tell you" meant the information was classified, or if he simply didn't know.
"What do you think?" Vaughn asked quietly, leaning against the side of the plane. Sydney studied the odd couple for a moment then shrugged.
"We'll see I guess"
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1, Star Gate and Alias no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
AN: Cass is Sam's height and I'm guessing on Sam's height here. Sorry if I'm wrong!
Sydney waited with her father at the front desk. They were schedualed to leave as soon as this O'Neill woman got there. Vaughn was already at the airport. Sydney thought they were just wasting time, having O'Neill come here when she could have just met them at the airport, but her father didn't trust the military anymore than he had trusted SD-6 and he wanted to meet this attache before he sent his people, especially his daughter, on a mission with her.
"She's late" Sydney remarked, glancing at her watch. She was supposed to have been there 3 minutes ago.
"I was correct. We should have gone left" a man's deep voice said. Sydney turned. Coming through the door was a very tall man with a baseball cap pulled low over his forehead and a girl with her hair pulled out the back of another cap. They both wore jeans and black t-shirts. The girl was almost as tall as the man, a good 6'1" or 2" at least, a couple inches taller than Sydney. The men seemed to be a tower.
"We're here, aren't we?" the girl said to him. Sydeny guestimated her at 18, 19 years old. She stopped in front of Sydney.
"Hi there" she said cheerfully, "You must be Bristo, right?"
"Yes. I'm Sydney, this is my father Jack" Sydney said, not sure which Bristo the girl wanted. The girl tipped her hat up a bit and Sydney was surprised to recognize her face as that of the Air Force attache.
"No kidding! You're dad's name is Jack?" she exclaimed, shaking Bristo's hand, "So's mine! He also happens to be my CO. Guess we have a lot in common"
"It's nice to meet you" Bristo said, "And you are?"
"This is....Murry." O'Neill replied, " He comes with"
"We were told you were coming alone" Bristo said. O'Neill shrugged.
"Don't know what they told ya, but thisis how it is" she said firmly, then lightened up, "Don't worry. He's not great for joking with, but he's a good man and a damn good fighter" The tall man raised an eyebrow at this comment, but didn't say anything.
"We don't have a lot of time" Sydney reminded her father. Bristo nodded.
"Follow me" A car awaited them in the back and took them directly to the plane where Vaughn was waiting on them. They all piled in and took off, leaving Sydney's father behind.
"This is Agent Vaughn" Sydney told them, "Vaughn, Cassandra Carter-O'Neill, and Murry."
"Call me Cassi" she told them, shaking his hand.
"Kolsaki is staying at a family hotel in Madrid, Spain. Our cover was going to be a family vacation, a brother and 2 sisters, but with him......" Sydney looked at Teal'c. Cass looked at her companion.
"Good point" she said, "Murry, you've just become a personal bell boy"
"What is a bell boy?" Teal'c asked. The girl rolled her eyes.
"You'll find out" she answered.
"So, Cassi, you're kind of young to be high up in the military ranks, aren't you?" Vaughn asked. He could tell Sydney wanted to know, but she was unwilling to ask.
"Well, OFFICAlly" she emphasized the word, "I'm not in the military. I'm not of legal age yet, so they can't employ me either. All my paychecks just kind of get split between my Mom and Dad"
"You're mom's in the service too?" Sydney asked, "I didn't think that was allowed" Cass looked at Teal'c but he just looked back.
"Special circumstances" was all she'd say.
"So why are you on this mission? There must be a good reason" Sydney continued.
"Well, I am the best in my fields" the girl answered, but not smugly. Sydney got an odd feeling from her, as if she knew more about things than she ought to know. If she was underage, she couldn't be any younger than 17, but Sydney saw in her eyes experience in the unkind ways of the world beyond her years. The feeling unsettled her.
"And what are your fields?" Vaughn asked.
"I have PhD's in ancient history, astrophysics, theoretical sciences and linguistics" she replied non chalantly, "I have basic degrees in some other stuff like sociology, earth sciences, electronics, mathmatics, stuff like that" She waved the lesser degress off like a high school diploma. Sydney just stared at her. She had to be lying! But Sydney didn't get the impression she was, or that she ever did, unless someone started prying into that classified life of hers. Sydney thought that disturbed her even more.
"So, you're a geek?" Sydney gave Vaughn a surprised look. Cassi burst out laughing. She held her hand out, which Vaughn took.
"You're okay by me!" she declared, "Daddy always said don't trust someone without a sense of humor!"
"Indeed" Murry commented, "He says that often"
"Anyway, you don't have to worry about me. You pick things up living in the.....well working with the military anyway. I'm also an expert in weapons, self defense and strategy" she paused and looked at her friend, "Or so they tell me"
"That's impossible! You can't possibly know all of that!" Sydney objected.
"Cassi O'Neill is a formidable warrior, Agent Bristo, and also quite intelligent" Murry said.
"No one's denying that, Murry" Vaughn interceded, not wanting to get off on the wrong foot. Especially with a man that size. Not that he and Syd couldn't take him of course. Cassi smiled graciously.
"Don't worry" she assured them, "Don't really expect you to believe me anyway" Suddenly, Sydney wasn't worried about the girl's outrageous claims. In fact, she'd forgotten all about them. Her mind turned to the mission ahead. She grabbed a folder out of her pack, ready to brief O'Neill, but when she turned back, the girl's head was on her companions lap and she was asleep.
"Um, is she okay?" Sydney asked the strange man.
"Cassi requires many hours of sleep. Dr. Fraiser suggested she sleep on the voyage." he answered. Sydney and Vaughn both wondered why he spoke so.....formally. It was almost as if he were from another planet.
"What's wrong with her?' Vaughn asked. "Murry" tilted his head to the side.
"I have just said there is nothing wrong"
"No, I mean....why does she need her own doctor, why does she need so much sleep?" he amended.
"Dr. Fraiser is not her personal doctor, she is her aunt and is most familiar with her medical history. She often gives Cassi such medical advise. As for why Cassi requires so much sleep, I can not tell you that. If you should require us, please wake us" He replied and then closed his eyes as well, though neither CIA agent believed he was really asleep. Niether knew, either, if that "can not tell you" meant the information was classified, or if he simply didn't know.
"What do you think?" Vaughn asked quietly, leaning against the side of the plane. Sydney studied the odd couple for a moment then shrugged.
"We'll see I guess"
