Title: Psycho Factor (4/?)
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link. Plus, archived at http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=62966 or http://fanfiction.net/~cyclone
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Up to Chosen of BtVS and somewhere in season seven of SG-1.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: This SGC is powerless as Major Carter's sanity hangs in the balance. Sequel to Blind Date.
Author's Note: Okay, this particular 'ship's been battering itself around in my head for a long time now.
* * *
"Airman!" Hammond called, but Jack moved before the airman outside could respond.
"You bastard!" he pinned Xander against the wall in a chokehold as the door became subject to a pounding from the other side.
"Gak?" Xander gakked in confusion.
"Oh, don't give me that," Jack snarled. "I _saw_ you. At the airport with that pretty little redhead."
"Uh, Jack?" Daniel interjected.
"Not now, Daniel."
"Jack, that redhead's just a friend."
Jack paused and looked at Daniel in disbelief, "Oh, c'mon. Don't tell me you _buy_ that old excuse?" Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to Xander.
"Jack," Daniel interrupted a third time, "that redhead has a girlfriend."
_That_ stopped him.
Jack blinked and leaned back.
"Oh."
He let Xander down.
"Umm... sorry 'bout that."
Xander rubbed his throat, "No harm, no foul, Colonel."
"Not _yet_," Hammond warned. "Who are you and how did you get in here, son?"
Xander grinned, "Magic. Name's Xander Harris. I'm going with SG-1, sir."
"Give me one good reason why I should let you."
"Because I know what you're up against," Xander replied seriously, "and you don't. From what Daniel said about that planet..."
"_Daniel_..." Jack glared.
Daniel shrugged helplessly, "They figured it out from some of my old articles."
"As I was saying, it sounds like a Hellmouth opened there. I've spent the last seven years or so keeping that from happening here on Earth, so I know what you'll be dealing with there."
"Like what?" Hammond asked.
"For one thing, if you kill the glark guhl kashma'nik," -- Xander had spent over an hour practicing to make sure he got the name right -- "the antidote and toxin mix, neutralizing each other. You need silver to kill a fyarl demon. Sunlight and stakes work well against vampires. I can also probably identify whatever else we run into."
"Oh, c'mon, sir, you can't be taking this seriously, can you?" Jack protested.
"Actually," Daniel interjected, "I was gonna recommend recruiting him for the SGC."
Jack stared at Daniel, then looked back at Hammond, "He's a _civilian_!"
Xander whirled on the colonel and literally got in his face.
"The _last_ time the military tried messing in this war, they took forty percent casualties. I should know. I was there. So were several of my friends. We were all civilians, _we_ were the last ones out of there, and _we_ all got out alive."
He straightened up and looked at Hammond, "Go ahead, General. Look it up. That red phone in your office tells me you can. It was an Army project called the Initiative, under the command of a Doctor Margaret Walsh, PhD, and, later, a Colonel McNamara, US Army."
With that, Xander disappeared, and the door finally burst open. Two airmen charged in, sidearms leveled.
"Sir?"
"Intruder alert!" Hammond bellowed. "Put the base on lockdown!"
He looked at Daniel. "Would you care to explain _what_ just happened here, Doctor Jackson?"
* * *
Xander and Willow were well away from the compound when she dropped the spell. She still kept up a glamour on herself, though. She hadn't had enough time to deal with the whole blue thing yet.
"Thanks, Will," Xander smiled. "Handy spell, that."
"Yeah," the redhead replied. "I'm not sure I can do it again, though. It really took a lot out of me." She looked at him anxiously, "Are you sure this was a good idea, Xander?"
Xander shook his head and said softly, "It's _not_ a good idea, Will, but I just... I have to help Sam. I have to."
Willow studied his expression for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."
* * *
"Thank you, Mister President," General George S. Hammond said as he put down the red phone.
"So what'd you find out, sir?"
Hammond looked up, "Not much, Jack. The Initiative was funded by the NID, but beyond that... the president's going to look into it. But it'll take some time."
"Carter doesn't _have_ time, sir."
"I know, Jack. That's why I'm giving you a go without Mister Harris."
Jack thought about that. It was better to be safe than sorry, and the NID angle certainly set him on edge... but if Harris was on the level -- and Daniel seemed to think he _was_ -- then maybe...
"Sir, I think I can dig up some more info a bit quicker... but I'll need to go off-world first."
Hammond frowned.
* * *
The man looked up from his small garden and warily watched the familiar figure approaching his home from the general direction of the stargate.
"What are you doing here, Jack?"
"Aw, c'mon, Harry. Is that any way to greet an old friend?"
* * *
Author's Postscript:
This guy's just too good a character to not include, even if it's only for a cameo.
Author: Cyclone
Feedback: Please be gentle.
Distribution: Gimme credit and a link. Plus, archived at http://fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=62966 or http://fanfiction.net/~cyclone
Rating: I'm gonna go say PG.
Spoilers: Up to Chosen of BtVS and somewhere in season seven of SG-1.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted herein belong to other people. I'm just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: This SGC is powerless as Major Carter's sanity hangs in the balance. Sequel to Blind Date.
Author's Note: Okay, this particular 'ship's been battering itself around in my head for a long time now.
* * *
"Airman!" Hammond called, but Jack moved before the airman outside could respond.
"You bastard!" he pinned Xander against the wall in a chokehold as the door became subject to a pounding from the other side.
"Gak?" Xander gakked in confusion.
"Oh, don't give me that," Jack snarled. "I _saw_ you. At the airport with that pretty little redhead."
"Uh, Jack?" Daniel interjected.
"Not now, Daniel."
"Jack, that redhead's just a friend."
Jack paused and looked at Daniel in disbelief, "Oh, c'mon. Don't tell me you _buy_ that old excuse?" Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to Xander.
"Jack," Daniel interrupted a third time, "that redhead has a girlfriend."
_That_ stopped him.
Jack blinked and leaned back.
"Oh."
He let Xander down.
"Umm... sorry 'bout that."
Xander rubbed his throat, "No harm, no foul, Colonel."
"Not _yet_," Hammond warned. "Who are you and how did you get in here, son?"
Xander grinned, "Magic. Name's Xander Harris. I'm going with SG-1, sir."
"Give me one good reason why I should let you."
"Because I know what you're up against," Xander replied seriously, "and you don't. From what Daniel said about that planet..."
"_Daniel_..." Jack glared.
Daniel shrugged helplessly, "They figured it out from some of my old articles."
"As I was saying, it sounds like a Hellmouth opened there. I've spent the last seven years or so keeping that from happening here on Earth, so I know what you'll be dealing with there."
"Like what?" Hammond asked.
"For one thing, if you kill the glark guhl kashma'nik," -- Xander had spent over an hour practicing to make sure he got the name right -- "the antidote and toxin mix, neutralizing each other. You need silver to kill a fyarl demon. Sunlight and stakes work well against vampires. I can also probably identify whatever else we run into."
"Oh, c'mon, sir, you can't be taking this seriously, can you?" Jack protested.
"Actually," Daniel interjected, "I was gonna recommend recruiting him for the SGC."
Jack stared at Daniel, then looked back at Hammond, "He's a _civilian_!"
Xander whirled on the colonel and literally got in his face.
"The _last_ time the military tried messing in this war, they took forty percent casualties. I should know. I was there. So were several of my friends. We were all civilians, _we_ were the last ones out of there, and _we_ all got out alive."
He straightened up and looked at Hammond, "Go ahead, General. Look it up. That red phone in your office tells me you can. It was an Army project called the Initiative, under the command of a Doctor Margaret Walsh, PhD, and, later, a Colonel McNamara, US Army."
With that, Xander disappeared, and the door finally burst open. Two airmen charged in, sidearms leveled.
"Sir?"
"Intruder alert!" Hammond bellowed. "Put the base on lockdown!"
He looked at Daniel. "Would you care to explain _what_ just happened here, Doctor Jackson?"
* * *
Xander and Willow were well away from the compound when she dropped the spell. She still kept up a glamour on herself, though. She hadn't had enough time to deal with the whole blue thing yet.
"Thanks, Will," Xander smiled. "Handy spell, that."
"Yeah," the redhead replied. "I'm not sure I can do it again, though. It really took a lot out of me." She looked at him anxiously, "Are you sure this was a good idea, Xander?"
Xander shook his head and said softly, "It's _not_ a good idea, Will, but I just... I have to help Sam. I have to."
Willow studied his expression for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."
* * *
"Thank you, Mister President," General George S. Hammond said as he put down the red phone.
"So what'd you find out, sir?"
Hammond looked up, "Not much, Jack. The Initiative was funded by the NID, but beyond that... the president's going to look into it. But it'll take some time."
"Carter doesn't _have_ time, sir."
"I know, Jack. That's why I'm giving you a go without Mister Harris."
Jack thought about that. It was better to be safe than sorry, and the NID angle certainly set him on edge... but if Harris was on the level -- and Daniel seemed to think he _was_ -- then maybe...
"Sir, I think I can dig up some more info a bit quicker... but I'll need to go off-world first."
Hammond frowned.
* * *
The man looked up from his small garden and warily watched the familiar figure approaching his home from the general direction of the stargate.
"What are you doing here, Jack?"
"Aw, c'mon, Harry. Is that any way to greet an old friend?"
* * *
Author's Postscript:
This guy's just too good a character to not include, even if it's only for a cameo.