Title: Getting to Know You: Part 8
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: It's not good to lie to two teenage boys who know better - repeatedly. They do stupid things.
Author Notes: Set in Season 1, Humour/Drama, Charlie O'Neill IS alive in this story, and Sam has a son with Jonas Hanson.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognisable characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended. Previously unrecognised characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.
Note: Thank you very much to all of the people that send reviews! I am very grateful! : )
~ Getting to Know You: Part 8 ~
Copyright (c) 2003, Ruth
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Nathan shrank away from the wall and walked numbly back down the corridor. He assumed that Charlie would still be in the commissary, chatting up random lieutenants. Now that he had some time on his own, he decided to do a little bit of exploring. He got into the lift (using Dr Jackon's card that Charlie had swiped from him, which Nathan had promptly swiped from Charlie) and pressed the button for level 21.
As the doors opened, he closed his eyes and prepared to see Colonel Makepeace standing in front of him. When he opened them, however, there was nobody there.
No Jack O'Neill, ready to scream at him, no Colonel Makepeace, who would grab him by his collar and throw him in a cupboard - the floor was desserted. Good.
He walked a little way along the corridor and found the room he was looking for.
His mother's lab. He turned around again to make sure that he wasn't being watched, and pulled a small item from his pocket. He inserted it into the lock and turned, grimacing as it refused to budge. Of course, his mother wouldn't allow anyone to pick the lock on her lab door - she wasn't stupid.
Neither was her son.
He merely extracted another piece of metal from his pocket and pushed it in further, twisting it with a grunt as it slowly gave way. He heard the final click of it's surrender, and went inside, shutting the door carefully behind him. He turned around to look at the lab for the first time.
"Holy Hannah!" he breathed. He'd never seen such an amazing room! Oh, he was definitely not bringing Charlie O'Neill in here. No way - he'd want to touch everything, and he'd end up breaking things...
No. He was here for a reason. He had to try and gather some information. What was his mother's security code? What code did they use to open the iris? He very much doubted that she would leave the information hanging around - he knew he wouldn't. He searched the room with his eyes, and they fell on her laptop.
Could he?
No.
She'd kill him.
If she was still alive...
She'd still kill him.
**********
Meanwhile, Charlie was doing his very best to get away from Kelly. She had pinned him down in the commissary for almost an hour now, and listening to her was becoming more than tedious.
Where the hell was brains, anyway? He'd slunk off ages ago, not even so much as a cough or a fart since then. He never thought he'd actually want to see the boy, but Kelly had a way of making life seem much worse.
He shifted awkwardly in his chair, wishing that he could think of a decent excuse. Fortunately, one entered the room at that precice moment. Colonel Makepeace.
"Hey!" he shouted, "I thought I told you to be quick!"
"Agh!" Charlie said, jumping out of his chair and sprinting out of the commissary, with Makepeace hot on his heels. Fortunately, one of Makepeace's heels was a little dodgy, so Charlie was easily able to lose him. He smirked at the wall, and suddenly realised where he was. Outside of his father's office.
His hand reached for the doorknob...
No.
He couldn't. Not really.
Yes he could.
Ah, what the hell? He'd never even know!
He turned the knob and went inside, looking around him in surprise. Well, the hypocrite! He had the nerve to tell Charlie that his room was a mess - his office looked like it had been hit by a bomb!
There were files and papers strewn all over the floor, the desk was covered in yet more papers, a gameboy, and what looked like old jello packets, and cake boxes.
"Eugh," Charlie said, stepping over a precariously stacked pile of papers, and almost walking into another. He spied the pile of gameboy games on the edge of the desk and his mouth fell open. That's where his version of Tomb Raider 3 had gone...
He reached out his arm to grasp the game in his hand, but tripped over the waste paper bin and fell head-first into a pile of brown folders that were piled up as high as the desk. They shot up in the air and rained down on him as he sprawled on the floor, muttering obscenities to himself. He took a piece of paper off of his head and looked at it. It was definitely written by his father, he could tell by the untidy scrawl.
GIC: 98273
Gic? What the hell did Gic mean? Gameboy Identity Code? G-something Identity Crisis? Charlie scratched his head in bewilderment and stuffed the piece of paper in his pocket for safekeeping. He climbed out of the mess of paper and was about to leave when he noticed a card hanging on the wall from a small peg. His mouth fell open again. Would his dad really be so stupid as to leave his access card hanging on a chain in his office?
It sure seemed like it.
**********
Charlie's fingers raced over the keyboard, and the screen lit up his face in the relatively dark room. He was still having trouble with trying to hack into his mother's computer - and it was no wonder. She'd obviously forseen that he would try and do this, and had made it almost impossible for him to access.
Almost, but not quite.
He slammed his fist down on the desk impatiently and grunted. At that point, the laptop eminated a happy beeping sound and a wonderful word flashed out at him from the screen.
DECODED
Oh, she was so going to kill him.
**********
Charlie grabbed the card and stuffed it in his other pocket. He then set about trying to find Brains, avoiding Makepeace at the same time. He shuffled out of the office and shut the door on the mess behind him, and edged down the corridor - straight into Makepeace's butt.
"Oh, crap!" Charlie shouted, turning around and trying to make his escape. He failed.
Makepeace grabbed hold of him by the hood of his jumper and wouldn't let go.
Charlie kicked angrily at him, but it did no good.
"C'mon," Makepeace growled, "Let's go find your little friend."
He then proceeded to half-drag, half-carry Charlie down the remainder of the corridor to the elevator.
**********
Nathan looked at his watch and swore. He stuffed the floppy disk back in the pocket of his coat and shut down the computer, putting it down carefully on Sam's desk. He then got to the door and opened it carefully. There was nobody outside. With a sigh of relief, he closed it behind him and whistled a tune, walking towards the elevator. It was then that something went whizzing past him at a tremendous speed.
"RUN!" it shouted.
Nathan was halfway through questioning this when he saw a very angry Colonel Makepeace running towards them at full pelt. He turned on his heel and sprinted after Charlie, running for dear life. He could hear Makepeace cursing and shouting behind him, but he and Charlie had the advantage of being younger and faster. They soon lost him, disappearing into a storage cupboard.
"Why do I always end up stuffed in a cupboard with you?" Nathan groaned.
"Shut up!" Charlie hissed, "Where the hell have you been?"
Nathan suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Charlie of their parents' plight.
"Uh...Charlie...our parents are in trouble."
Charlie sighed in exasperation. "Dammit, Brains, I knew that! I've been doing a little research..."
"God," Nathan said, "That smacks a little of forward planning, O'Neill. Did it hurt?"
Charlie's response was to give Nathan a swift smack in the arm.
"Ow!"
"Come on, let's get out of this damned cupboard."
**********
"So...what have we got?" Charlie asked.
"I managed to get my mom's security code and another number code that I'm not sure about."
"Sweet! I got my dad's pass card and a number written on a piece of paper."
"What number is it?" Nathan asked, slotting the floppy disk into the computer's drive and loading its contents.
"98273," Charlie replied, looking at the scrunched bit of paper in his hand.
"Wow," Nathan said from the computer, "That's the same as mine. Wonder what it does."
"Who knows?" Charlie asked, "I think this is my dad's security number."
"We'll soon find out. Okay, let's review. We have the two security codes required to...do something with the 'stargate'. Then what?"
"Then we step through it, find our parents, get bollocked, come home," Charlie grinned. The grin soon faded. "Oh, hell!"
"What?" Nathan asked.
"We didn't get the address for the planet they've gone to."
Nathan rolled his eyes. "Really, O'Neill, do you think you are dealing with an ameteur? The planet is called Tollana - I pulled the address from the base mainframe."
"Sweet!" Charlie grinned, "Man, you have gotta show me how to do that!"
"More importantly," Nathan said, "How are we going to bypass security? We need the gate-room to ourselves."
Charlie shrugged. "Create a distraction?"
Nathan grinned. "An excellent suggestion. So...do you think Kelly would be willing to volunteer?"
**********
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Sergeant Davis heard the scream and immediately jumped up out of his chair to see what was going on. The minute he and two airmen had left the room, Charlie and Nathan rushed in.
"How do we close the doors?" Nathan hissed.
"I would guess it would be...this button..." Charlie said, closing his eyes as he tentatively pressed a button marked: Defcon 3.
The minute he pressed it, a loud alarm began to wail.
"Ah, crap!" Charlie groaned, as the doors slid down.
"Aaagh!" Nathan cursed, trying to work out what he had to do.
"Calm down!" Charlie shouted, "There's nothing to worry about!"
"Shut up!" Nathan screamed back, "We've gotta get this working!"
"We?" Charlie screamed, "That's your job!"
"Aaagh!" Nathan said again, "Come over here!"
"What?"
"When I say 'go' put your dad's security code in - it's got to be accurate! Ok...GO!"
Both boys put the codes in and prayed that it would work. They could still hear the klaxon wailing and when they looked at the monitors they could see a very angry looking General Hammond staring at them.
"Oh, shit!" Nathan groaned, "COME ON!"
ACCESS CODES VALIDATED
"Woo-hoo!" Charlie cried jubilantly, "Come on, Nathan!"
"Ok, Ok...I can do this..." Nathan said, his fingers faltering above the keyboard.
"No pressure..." Charlie said sarcastically, as they heard a frantic banging from the other side of the blast door.
"SHUT UP!" Nathan yelled, as he began to type frantically.
They heard a sound that neither of them had heard before - a mechanical whirring noise, followed by a clink.
"Ok...I'm putting the co-ordinates in," Nathan said, typing each one carefully.
**********
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Hammond shouted.
"Uh...we don't know, sir."
"SOMEBODY ISSUED A DEFCON 3, AND IT SURE AS HELL WASN'T ME!"
"Yes, sir, we know that..."
"WHO IS IN THAT GATEROOM?"
"Well, you see...sir....we think it might be..."
"WHO?"
"Charlie O'Neill and Nathan Carter."
"WWWHHHHHAAAATTTTT?"
**********
The banging noises were getting louder and heavier. Nathan jumped up out of the chair and ran towards a small flight of stairs.
"Come on!" he called to Charlie over his shoulder, "We've gotta go!"
"WHERE?" Charlie yelled back, squealing as a blow torch began to bite through the metal of the blast door.
"TOLLANA, HOPEFULLY!" Nathan replied, running into a large room.
His mouth fell open.
"Holy Hannah!"
"Sweet!"
The two boys stood in wonder as the Stargate engaged, sending a stream of water out in front of it and then back in again. Charlie screamed and clung hold of Nathan's arm.
"Pull yourself to-"
Before Nathan could finish, there were men in the control room looking angrily down on them.
"RUN!" Nathan shouted, and the two boys made a mad dash for the Stargate.
"STOP THEM!" Hammond shouted, watching as the two boys ran straight towards the gate.
**********
TO BE CONTINUED...
**********
Next time: Did they make it? Did they mis-dial? Was it all just another of Makepeace's terrible dreams?
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: It's not good to lie to two teenage boys who know better - repeatedly. They do stupid things.
Author Notes: Set in Season 1, Humour/Drama, Charlie O'Neill IS alive in this story, and Sam has a son with Jonas Hanson.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognisable characters and places are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes and no infringement on copyrights or trademarks was intended. Previously unrecognised characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.
Note: Thank you very much to all of the people that send reviews! I am very grateful! : )
~ Getting to Know You: Part 8 ~
Copyright (c) 2003, Ruth
**********
Nathan shrank away from the wall and walked numbly back down the corridor. He assumed that Charlie would still be in the commissary, chatting up random lieutenants. Now that he had some time on his own, he decided to do a little bit of exploring. He got into the lift (using Dr Jackon's card that Charlie had swiped from him, which Nathan had promptly swiped from Charlie) and pressed the button for level 21.
As the doors opened, he closed his eyes and prepared to see Colonel Makepeace standing in front of him. When he opened them, however, there was nobody there.
No Jack O'Neill, ready to scream at him, no Colonel Makepeace, who would grab him by his collar and throw him in a cupboard - the floor was desserted. Good.
He walked a little way along the corridor and found the room he was looking for.
His mother's lab. He turned around again to make sure that he wasn't being watched, and pulled a small item from his pocket. He inserted it into the lock and turned, grimacing as it refused to budge. Of course, his mother wouldn't allow anyone to pick the lock on her lab door - she wasn't stupid.
Neither was her son.
He merely extracted another piece of metal from his pocket and pushed it in further, twisting it with a grunt as it slowly gave way. He heard the final click of it's surrender, and went inside, shutting the door carefully behind him. He turned around to look at the lab for the first time.
"Holy Hannah!" he breathed. He'd never seen such an amazing room! Oh, he was definitely not bringing Charlie O'Neill in here. No way - he'd want to touch everything, and he'd end up breaking things...
No. He was here for a reason. He had to try and gather some information. What was his mother's security code? What code did they use to open the iris? He very much doubted that she would leave the information hanging around - he knew he wouldn't. He searched the room with his eyes, and they fell on her laptop.
Could he?
No.
She'd kill him.
If she was still alive...
She'd still kill him.
**********
Meanwhile, Charlie was doing his very best to get away from Kelly. She had pinned him down in the commissary for almost an hour now, and listening to her was becoming more than tedious.
Where the hell was brains, anyway? He'd slunk off ages ago, not even so much as a cough or a fart since then. He never thought he'd actually want to see the boy, but Kelly had a way of making life seem much worse.
He shifted awkwardly in his chair, wishing that he could think of a decent excuse. Fortunately, one entered the room at that precice moment. Colonel Makepeace.
"Hey!" he shouted, "I thought I told you to be quick!"
"Agh!" Charlie said, jumping out of his chair and sprinting out of the commissary, with Makepeace hot on his heels. Fortunately, one of Makepeace's heels was a little dodgy, so Charlie was easily able to lose him. He smirked at the wall, and suddenly realised where he was. Outside of his father's office.
His hand reached for the doorknob...
No.
He couldn't. Not really.
Yes he could.
Ah, what the hell? He'd never even know!
He turned the knob and went inside, looking around him in surprise. Well, the hypocrite! He had the nerve to tell Charlie that his room was a mess - his office looked like it had been hit by a bomb!
There were files and papers strewn all over the floor, the desk was covered in yet more papers, a gameboy, and what looked like old jello packets, and cake boxes.
"Eugh," Charlie said, stepping over a precariously stacked pile of papers, and almost walking into another. He spied the pile of gameboy games on the edge of the desk and his mouth fell open. That's where his version of Tomb Raider 3 had gone...
He reached out his arm to grasp the game in his hand, but tripped over the waste paper bin and fell head-first into a pile of brown folders that were piled up as high as the desk. They shot up in the air and rained down on him as he sprawled on the floor, muttering obscenities to himself. He took a piece of paper off of his head and looked at it. It was definitely written by his father, he could tell by the untidy scrawl.
GIC: 98273
Gic? What the hell did Gic mean? Gameboy Identity Code? G-something Identity Crisis? Charlie scratched his head in bewilderment and stuffed the piece of paper in his pocket for safekeeping. He climbed out of the mess of paper and was about to leave when he noticed a card hanging on the wall from a small peg. His mouth fell open again. Would his dad really be so stupid as to leave his access card hanging on a chain in his office?
It sure seemed like it.
**********
Charlie's fingers raced over the keyboard, and the screen lit up his face in the relatively dark room. He was still having trouble with trying to hack into his mother's computer - and it was no wonder. She'd obviously forseen that he would try and do this, and had made it almost impossible for him to access.
Almost, but not quite.
He slammed his fist down on the desk impatiently and grunted. At that point, the laptop eminated a happy beeping sound and a wonderful word flashed out at him from the screen.
DECODED
Oh, she was so going to kill him.
**********
Charlie grabbed the card and stuffed it in his other pocket. He then set about trying to find Brains, avoiding Makepeace at the same time. He shuffled out of the office and shut the door on the mess behind him, and edged down the corridor - straight into Makepeace's butt.
"Oh, crap!" Charlie shouted, turning around and trying to make his escape. He failed.
Makepeace grabbed hold of him by the hood of his jumper and wouldn't let go.
Charlie kicked angrily at him, but it did no good.
"C'mon," Makepeace growled, "Let's go find your little friend."
He then proceeded to half-drag, half-carry Charlie down the remainder of the corridor to the elevator.
**********
Nathan looked at his watch and swore. He stuffed the floppy disk back in the pocket of his coat and shut down the computer, putting it down carefully on Sam's desk. He then got to the door and opened it carefully. There was nobody outside. With a sigh of relief, he closed it behind him and whistled a tune, walking towards the elevator. It was then that something went whizzing past him at a tremendous speed.
"RUN!" it shouted.
Nathan was halfway through questioning this when he saw a very angry Colonel Makepeace running towards them at full pelt. He turned on his heel and sprinted after Charlie, running for dear life. He could hear Makepeace cursing and shouting behind him, but he and Charlie had the advantage of being younger and faster. They soon lost him, disappearing into a storage cupboard.
"Why do I always end up stuffed in a cupboard with you?" Nathan groaned.
"Shut up!" Charlie hissed, "Where the hell have you been?"
Nathan suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Charlie of their parents' plight.
"Uh...Charlie...our parents are in trouble."
Charlie sighed in exasperation. "Dammit, Brains, I knew that! I've been doing a little research..."
"God," Nathan said, "That smacks a little of forward planning, O'Neill. Did it hurt?"
Charlie's response was to give Nathan a swift smack in the arm.
"Ow!"
"Come on, let's get out of this damned cupboard."
**********
"So...what have we got?" Charlie asked.
"I managed to get my mom's security code and another number code that I'm not sure about."
"Sweet! I got my dad's pass card and a number written on a piece of paper."
"What number is it?" Nathan asked, slotting the floppy disk into the computer's drive and loading its contents.
"98273," Charlie replied, looking at the scrunched bit of paper in his hand.
"Wow," Nathan said from the computer, "That's the same as mine. Wonder what it does."
"Who knows?" Charlie asked, "I think this is my dad's security number."
"We'll soon find out. Okay, let's review. We have the two security codes required to...do something with the 'stargate'. Then what?"
"Then we step through it, find our parents, get bollocked, come home," Charlie grinned. The grin soon faded. "Oh, hell!"
"What?" Nathan asked.
"We didn't get the address for the planet they've gone to."
Nathan rolled his eyes. "Really, O'Neill, do you think you are dealing with an ameteur? The planet is called Tollana - I pulled the address from the base mainframe."
"Sweet!" Charlie grinned, "Man, you have gotta show me how to do that!"
"More importantly," Nathan said, "How are we going to bypass security? We need the gate-room to ourselves."
Charlie shrugged. "Create a distraction?"
Nathan grinned. "An excellent suggestion. So...do you think Kelly would be willing to volunteer?"
**********
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Sergeant Davis heard the scream and immediately jumped up out of his chair to see what was going on. The minute he and two airmen had left the room, Charlie and Nathan rushed in.
"How do we close the doors?" Nathan hissed.
"I would guess it would be...this button..." Charlie said, closing his eyes as he tentatively pressed a button marked: Defcon 3.
The minute he pressed it, a loud alarm began to wail.
"Ah, crap!" Charlie groaned, as the doors slid down.
"Aaagh!" Nathan cursed, trying to work out what he had to do.
"Calm down!" Charlie shouted, "There's nothing to worry about!"
"Shut up!" Nathan screamed back, "We've gotta get this working!"
"We?" Charlie screamed, "That's your job!"
"Aaagh!" Nathan said again, "Come over here!"
"What?"
"When I say 'go' put your dad's security code in - it's got to be accurate! Ok...GO!"
Both boys put the codes in and prayed that it would work. They could still hear the klaxon wailing and when they looked at the monitors they could see a very angry looking General Hammond staring at them.
"Oh, shit!" Nathan groaned, "COME ON!"
ACCESS CODES VALIDATED
"Woo-hoo!" Charlie cried jubilantly, "Come on, Nathan!"
"Ok, Ok...I can do this..." Nathan said, his fingers faltering above the keyboard.
"No pressure..." Charlie said sarcastically, as they heard a frantic banging from the other side of the blast door.
"SHUT UP!" Nathan yelled, as he began to type frantically.
They heard a sound that neither of them had heard before - a mechanical whirring noise, followed by a clink.
"Ok...I'm putting the co-ordinates in," Nathan said, typing each one carefully.
**********
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" Hammond shouted.
"Uh...we don't know, sir."
"SOMEBODY ISSUED A DEFCON 3, AND IT SURE AS HELL WASN'T ME!"
"Yes, sir, we know that..."
"WHO IS IN THAT GATEROOM?"
"Well, you see...sir....we think it might be..."
"WHO?"
"Charlie O'Neill and Nathan Carter."
"WWWHHHHHAAAATTTTT?"
**********
The banging noises were getting louder and heavier. Nathan jumped up out of the chair and ran towards a small flight of stairs.
"Come on!" he called to Charlie over his shoulder, "We've gotta go!"
"WHERE?" Charlie yelled back, squealing as a blow torch began to bite through the metal of the blast door.
"TOLLANA, HOPEFULLY!" Nathan replied, running into a large room.
His mouth fell open.
"Holy Hannah!"
"Sweet!"
The two boys stood in wonder as the Stargate engaged, sending a stream of water out in front of it and then back in again. Charlie screamed and clung hold of Nathan's arm.
"Pull yourself to-"
Before Nathan could finish, there were men in the control room looking angrily down on them.
"RUN!" Nathan shouted, and the two boys made a mad dash for the Stargate.
"STOP THEM!" Hammond shouted, watching as the two boys ran straight towards the gate.
**********
TO BE CONTINUED...
**********
Next time: Did they make it? Did they mis-dial? Was it all just another of Makepeace's terrible dreams?