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either.
// \\ Denotes thoughts.
Chapter One: Secret Revealed:
A COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER Early on a Sunday morning in late spring in Colorado Springs Daniel Jackson is out for a run. He was using one of his favorite routes, a winding path through a cemetery. A lot of people would have found this creepy, but being and Anthropologist as well as an Archeologist, as well as having been dead himself, it didn't bother him in the least. Having a leg cramp he stopped in a small group of trees at the top of a hill to stretch out the cramp. He had only been there a couple of minutes when he heard a familiar voice.
"Jack."
He peered around a tree and saw his friend kneeling on the ground with General Hammond standing behind him. They both had placed flowers on two graves.
"George."
Daniel wasn't sure what to do. He felt like he was spying in his friends, but his natural curiosity got the best of him. Both of his friends were silent for a while before Hammond spoke.
"It's hard to believe it's been so long."
"Tell me about it. Other times it seems so long ago that it doesn't seem real. You know, George, we may have gotten married for an op, but I did love her."
//Huh, I thought Sarah was still alive.\\
"I know you did son. I am glad I moved her mother up here so that they could be here together."
"What about her father?"
Hammond's voice shook with rage, "never mention that son of a bitch again!"
"Sorry General, I knew that there was bad blood between, but not that bad."
As his friends left Daniel scooted around a tree, keeping it between them and him. Feeling less than honorable, he waited until he was sure that they had left the cemetery to approach the graves.
The one on the left said:
Claire Ellen Hammond McPherson
April 14,1932-April 29, 1994
Beloved Sister and Mother
The one on the right read:
Captain Victoria Elizabeth McPherson O'Neill United States Navy
Killed in the line of Duty August 8, 1954-September 3, 1981
Beloved Wife of Jonathan
//Gee, did Jack forget to mention something.\\
Something was nagging at his memory. While he tried to remember his eyes unfocused, when they refocused again to stare at the gravestone, the ornate initials caught his attention. V E M O.
//Damn, could it possibly be? Jack had said that they were familiar.\\
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
MONDAY MORNING,
Daniel called the General and asked him to please come to his office. He would have gone to Hammond's but this would be more private.
"You wanted to see me Dr. Jackson?"
"Yes, General, please come in and shut the door."
Hammond was surprised to say the least, but he had great respect for Dr. Jackson so he did as asked.
"Umm...General...I didn't mean to invade anyone's privacy, but while I was out running through the cemetery yesterday I saw you and Jack. Curiosity got the best of me and I looked at the gravestones after you left...mmm...Claire Hammond McPherson..."
"My sister."
"And Victoria?"
"My niece.'
"And Jack's wife?"
Hammond sighed and seemed to gather his thoughts. Meanwhile Daniel wrote out on the Dry Erase board, Victoria Elizabeth McPherson O'Neill.
"Yes, my niece was brilliant. She graduated from High School at fifteen and to try to please her father she followed him to Annapolis, where she graduated at nineteen. She went into the Defense Intelligence Agency and waw already a Commander in 1980. Jack was a newly promoted Major in Black OPS when they were both assigned to an undercover operation. As part of that assignment they were ordered to get married. They had to do it legally because the people that they were investigating would check. The operation lasted much longer than expected. They had to play husband and wife for so long that apparently they fell in love. It was at about fourteen months that Vicky went to get Jack's car. When Jack was walking to the car it exploded killing her instantly."
"Oh, my God, poor Jack."
Jack was devastated and blamed himself."
"Jack would."
"Vicky was promoted to Captain and given the Medal of Honor posthumously."
"General, do you remember when we went to R5X-199?'
Hammond was clearly confused.
"Refresh my memory Dr. Jackson. And what the Sam Hill does this have to do with my niece?'
Daniel started to slowly erasing her name except for the initials.
"That's the planet where we found the bodies of SG-19"
"Oh yes, I remember."
Daniel had finished erasing leaving the letters V E M O
The General gaped at the board.
"My God...do you think it's possible?"
"I'm not sure. Whoever it was, they could at lest write in Asguard and Go'ould."
"wouldn't Thor have mentioned something to us?"
"Maybe Thor didn't know she was connected to Jack, or maybe Thor didn't know. There are other Asguard."
"Loki."
"Perhaps. I didn't want to say anything to Jack in case it's nothing."
"Good idea Dr. Jackson. I'll contact the Asguard. I'm sure we can think of some excuse for you to meet with them without Jack. I think that it would be suspicious if I met with them."
"Good thinking General. It would help of you could get me a picture of you niece."
"I'll do that Dr. Jackson. I think we need to keep this between the two of us unless we're sure."
"Of course, General, and thanks."
"No, thank you Dr. Jackson.'
Chapter One: Secret Revealed:
A COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER Early on a Sunday morning in late spring in Colorado Springs Daniel Jackson is out for a run. He was using one of his favorite routes, a winding path through a cemetery. A lot of people would have found this creepy, but being and Anthropologist as well as an Archeologist, as well as having been dead himself, it didn't bother him in the least. Having a leg cramp he stopped in a small group of trees at the top of a hill to stretch out the cramp. He had only been there a couple of minutes when he heard a familiar voice.
"Jack."
He peered around a tree and saw his friend kneeling on the ground with General Hammond standing behind him. They both had placed flowers on two graves.
"George."
Daniel wasn't sure what to do. He felt like he was spying in his friends, but his natural curiosity got the best of him. Both of his friends were silent for a while before Hammond spoke.
"It's hard to believe it's been so long."
"Tell me about it. Other times it seems so long ago that it doesn't seem real. You know, George, we may have gotten married for an op, but I did love her."
//Huh, I thought Sarah was still alive.\\
"I know you did son. I am glad I moved her mother up here so that they could be here together."
"What about her father?"
Hammond's voice shook with rage, "never mention that son of a bitch again!"
"Sorry General, I knew that there was bad blood between, but not that bad."
As his friends left Daniel scooted around a tree, keeping it between them and him. Feeling less than honorable, he waited until he was sure that they had left the cemetery to approach the graves.
The one on the left said:
Claire Ellen Hammond McPherson
April 14,1932-April 29, 1994
Beloved Sister and Mother
The one on the right read:
Captain Victoria Elizabeth McPherson O'Neill United States Navy
Killed in the line of Duty August 8, 1954-September 3, 1981
Beloved Wife of Jonathan
//Gee, did Jack forget to mention something.\\
Something was nagging at his memory. While he tried to remember his eyes unfocused, when they refocused again to stare at the gravestone, the ornate initials caught his attention. V E M O.
//Damn, could it possibly be? Jack had said that they were familiar.\\
~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~X~
MONDAY MORNING,
Daniel called the General and asked him to please come to his office. He would have gone to Hammond's but this would be more private.
"You wanted to see me Dr. Jackson?"
"Yes, General, please come in and shut the door."
Hammond was surprised to say the least, but he had great respect for Dr. Jackson so he did as asked.
"Umm...General...I didn't mean to invade anyone's privacy, but while I was out running through the cemetery yesterday I saw you and Jack. Curiosity got the best of me and I looked at the gravestones after you left...mmm...Claire Hammond McPherson..."
"My sister."
"And Victoria?"
"My niece.'
"And Jack's wife?"
Hammond sighed and seemed to gather his thoughts. Meanwhile Daniel wrote out on the Dry Erase board, Victoria Elizabeth McPherson O'Neill.
"Yes, my niece was brilliant. She graduated from High School at fifteen and to try to please her father she followed him to Annapolis, where she graduated at nineteen. She went into the Defense Intelligence Agency and waw already a Commander in 1980. Jack was a newly promoted Major in Black OPS when they were both assigned to an undercover operation. As part of that assignment they were ordered to get married. They had to do it legally because the people that they were investigating would check. The operation lasted much longer than expected. They had to play husband and wife for so long that apparently they fell in love. It was at about fourteen months that Vicky went to get Jack's car. When Jack was walking to the car it exploded killing her instantly."
"Oh, my God, poor Jack."
Jack was devastated and blamed himself."
"Jack would."
"Vicky was promoted to Captain and given the Medal of Honor posthumously."
"General, do you remember when we went to R5X-199?'
Hammond was clearly confused.
"Refresh my memory Dr. Jackson. And what the Sam Hill does this have to do with my niece?'
Daniel started to slowly erasing her name except for the initials.
"That's the planet where we found the bodies of SG-19"
"Oh yes, I remember."
Daniel had finished erasing leaving the letters V E M O
The General gaped at the board.
"My God...do you think it's possible?"
"I'm not sure. Whoever it was, they could at lest write in Asguard and Go'ould."
"wouldn't Thor have mentioned something to us?"
"Maybe Thor didn't know she was connected to Jack, or maybe Thor didn't know. There are other Asguard."
"Loki."
"Perhaps. I didn't want to say anything to Jack in case it's nothing."
"Good idea Dr. Jackson. I'll contact the Asguard. I'm sure we can think of some excuse for you to meet with them without Jack. I think that it would be suspicious if I met with them."
"Good thinking General. It would help of you could get me a picture of you niece."
"I'll do that Dr. Jackson. I think we need to keep this between the two of us unless we're sure."
"Of course, General, and thanks."
"No, thank you Dr. Jackson.'