Chapter 10: Reporting to Hammond
The Ha'tak, now nicknamed the McCaffrey by Reynolds who according to O'Neill needed to get out more, and stop reading the Tower and The Hive books, settled quickly down by the StarGate. Within moments, SG-1, 11 and the remander of RSG-1 sprinted out of the vessel, and activated the gate, dialling in StarGate command, and stepping through to home. Soon after, Enerina's Jaffa and SG teams 2 & 5 moved out, and began patrolling a perimeter. They intended to be here quite some time.
"Incoming Wormhole!" Master Sergeant Walter Davis shouted out as klaxons and alarms throughout StarGate command sounded.
"Receiving GDO signal, its SG-1 sir"
"Open the iris" Hammond replied, a hint of relief in his voice, "Inform Doctor Frasier"
With a metallic squeal, the trinium iris split, and opened allowing the three SG-1 teams to step through, making Hammond frown with worry, he noticed quickly that RSG-1 was short a member and that two complete teams were absent.
"Briefing room now, Sir" O'Neill shouted up to the control room as soon as he had stepped through the gate, making Hammond groan, couldn't SG-1 return from a mission without the shit hitting the fan in some form or other? A tap on his shoulder distracted Hammond just as he was about to leave the control room, and an airman handed him a box of aspirins;
"You might need these, sir" he said, sympathy in his voice.
Hammond thanked the man, and turned back towards the briefing room, thinking it was bad that SG-1 returning from a mission resulted in commiseration gifts from half the base nowadays. Appropriate certainly, he was surprised SG-1 hadn't given him an ulcer already, but still…
"General, we have a serious problem" O'Neill said as soon as he got to the briefing room, not wasting any time, "there's a new snake on the block and he has Colonel Pierce as a host"
Hammond looked stunned at Colonel O'Neill, this was his greatest nightmare come true, a Goa'uld with all the knowledge of the SGC and even worse, knowledge of the RSS as well, "Are you…?"
"Absolutely certain? Yes, sir!" O'Neill replied caustically.
Hammond swore vividly, then reached for the phone, "Davis, this is Hammond, initiate the Delta-5 protocol, this is NOT a drill"
Hammond slammed the phone down, and turned to O'Neill as Walter Davis voice blared the security alert over the intercom, "Where are SG-2 and 5?"
"PC-679X, with an empathic Goa'uld and her Jaffa, who fought her own father to help us escape"
Hammond blinked, "This report ought to be a bestseller"
Davis dropped the phone back into its hook, Delta-5 protocol? What was that? He reached quickly for the thick folder that was permanently chained to the desk, and flipped through, 'Delta-5, Delta-5, Ahh! Found it!' he glanced quickly through the description and blanched. …assumes SG member taken as a host… …critical security breach… …extreme threat to Earths survival…
He glanced quickly at the instructions; recall all off-world teams, full security sweep of base, reset all GDO frequencies and codes… It was going to be a busy week.
He reached for the intercom, and flicked it on, "Security Alert! Delta-5 Protocol is now in effect! Siler to the gateroom!"
