"Alliances of Sorts"

Ch. 3

(Int. Double Helix)

"Adam, tell me again why we're helping the Air Force, again," Brennan Mulray said as he flew the jet.

"I have a friend who works for a secret organization that's part of the military. One of there people, a mutant, is dieing," Adam explained.

"How bad is it?" Jesse Kilmartin asked.

"You remember how Ashlock was?"

"Sure. He was pretty bad. Then again he was insane," Jesse said.

"Well, she is just as bad," he said. Jesse looked at him. "I hope she's not insane."

"I hope she isn't," Shalimar said. "I've had enough of psychotic mutants for a while."

The team grinned.

(Ext. SGC)

The Double Helix lands in front of the entrance into the mountain and is put into stealth.

(Int. SGC, Daniel's Office)

Daniel and I busily sat at a computer trying to decipher the ancient language they had found on their last mission, the old mining planet. After several hours of working hard and not getting anywhere, Daniel took his glasses off, got up and started to pace back and forth, clearly frustrated. I rubbed my eyes tiredly.

I noticed suddenly a small, sharp sting on my arm. I looked down and saw that the area was ripping open.

"Oh gosh, here we go," I gasped.

Daniel turned and looked at me.

"What is it?" he asked.

"My cell tissues must be causing this," I said, staying calm.

He looked down at it and winced. I put my index finger on one side of the gap and put my thumb on the other side. I squeezed the gap closed slowly. Daniel and I looked at it. There wasn't any sign that there was even a cut on my arm.

I sighed heavily, "I'm never going to get used to that. Every time it happens it still grosses me out,"

"I'd be amazed if you weren't," he said. "Look, why don't we take a break. Let's go get some--" he looked down at his watch, "breakfast and some coffee too,"

"Yeah, that sounds great," I smiled.

"Okay, let's go," he smiled back.

He has such a cute smile, I thought. And those eyes. I could stare at them forever.

Daniel's telephone rang and brought me back to reality. He picked it up, said "Okay, we'll be there in a few minutes,", and then hung up.

"We're going to have to wait for breakfast, Nicole. Mutant X has arrived," he told me.

My tummy gave a slight rumble. I moaned. Needless to say I was hungry.

"Alright, let's get this over with so I can eat," I sighed.

"You read my mind, doctor," he grinned jokingly.

"Hey, it's what I do, doctor," I grinned back.

We headed to the infirmary where I, the rest of SG-1, General Hammond, and Dr. Fraiser would meet this Mutant X team.

"Oh and here are Dr. Daniel Jackson and the patient, Dr. Nicole Allison. Whom which are our current Anthropologists/Archaeologists/Linguists here at the SGC," General Hammond announced Daniels and my arrival.

That blonde woman is a feral too. The red head is a very powerful empath. That hunky black haired man is an elemental. His is lightning too. The blonde haired man can shift his mass around. Very cool. Not as cool as orbing, like I can. But, cool all of the same.

My mind shifted from the young members of the team to the oldest. The curly haired man looked at me with a sorrowful smile: Dr. Adam Kane. My blood began to boil with anger. I was so furious, ignoring the tense stares of my friends; I turned around and left the room fuming.

To be continued . . .

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