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Tucker:
A voice boomed overhead, "What did Mallory tell you?"
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" Liz shot back.
The voice grew, sounding angrier, "Well will ask the questions. What did Mallory tell you?"
Liz shifted slightly, she was still sore from the crash. She didn't want to be asked this mess about Mr. Mallory, whoever or whatever he really was. She just wanted nothing to do with these bloody people.
"Nothing, he didn't get the chance to tell me anything", Liz replied truthfully.
The voice went deeper, "You will tell me what I want to know, Lieutenant. What did Mallory---?"
The voice cut out, surprising Liz. Then, the most comforting voice she could think of, came over the speaker, she almost thought it to be a trick.
"Tucker, this is Colonel O'Neill. We're here to get you out, just sit tight", Jack told her over the speaker in the room.
She smiled softly, confident that it was indeed her superior. Soon, she saw the search party come in, and check her out; she was so happy that she was rescued, because these people were seriously beginning to annoy her.
"You alright?" Jack asked; a worried look in his wise eyes.
Liz smiled, "Of course I am, I'm just sore from the car wreck. Let's get back to the mountain. I want to see what this important matter was about."
Shaking his head softly, O'Neill could only smile. He took her back to Cheyenne Mountain for the special surprise that they had been planning for her.
Walking in, Liz was now wearing her dress uniform, because Jack had talked her into changing. Arriving at the base of the Stargate, she wondered what all these people were doing here.
"Second Lieutenant Elizabeth Tucker, thank you for finally joining us. Today has been a standard day up till this point," General Hammond began, pausing to smile at Liz, "But this is where it changes into a special day. First Lieutenant Elizabeth Tucker, congratulations on your promotion."
George Hammond placed the ranks on Liz's collar with a large smile on his face. Shocked, she smiled back. Colonel O'Neill walked up to the podium once the general had taken a step back.
"First off, I'd like to say congratulations to a wonderful woman and a brilliant teammate..." Jack began, only to be cut off rudely.
"Incoming wormhole", the sergeant watching the computers announced as the Stargate began to spin.
O'Neill: Everyone in the room hit the deck for protection from the mushrooming matter that was about to stretch out before receding into the pool known as the 'event horizon'. Once it was formed, a little piece of paper flew out, and it was disengaged.
Picking up the paper, Jack read it aloud, "We, the Laknees, know of a group called 'SG-1'. We are requesting assistance for our planet from these experts. Please hurry. We are under..."
"What's the rest of the message, Jack?" Hammond asked quickly, arising from the ground and brushing himself off.
"It's torn off, but there's a 'gate address on the back." Jack commented, waiting for the go to proceed with the new mission that landed on their doorstep.
"It's a go, give the address to the sergeant and get your team ready." George permitted them to go.
Tucker:
A voice boomed overhead, "What did Mallory tell you?"
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" Liz shot back.
The voice grew, sounding angrier, "Well will ask the questions. What did Mallory tell you?"
Liz shifted slightly, she was still sore from the crash. She didn't want to be asked this mess about Mr. Mallory, whoever or whatever he really was. She just wanted nothing to do with these bloody people.
"Nothing, he didn't get the chance to tell me anything", Liz replied truthfully.
The voice went deeper, "You will tell me what I want to know, Lieutenant. What did Mallory---?"
The voice cut out, surprising Liz. Then, the most comforting voice she could think of, came over the speaker, she almost thought it to be a trick.
"Tucker, this is Colonel O'Neill. We're here to get you out, just sit tight", Jack told her over the speaker in the room.
She smiled softly, confident that it was indeed her superior. Soon, she saw the search party come in, and check her out; she was so happy that she was rescued, because these people were seriously beginning to annoy her.
"You alright?" Jack asked; a worried look in his wise eyes.
Liz smiled, "Of course I am, I'm just sore from the car wreck. Let's get back to the mountain. I want to see what this important matter was about."
Shaking his head softly, O'Neill could only smile. He took her back to Cheyenne Mountain for the special surprise that they had been planning for her.
Walking in, Liz was now wearing her dress uniform, because Jack had talked her into changing. Arriving at the base of the Stargate, she wondered what all these people were doing here.
"Second Lieutenant Elizabeth Tucker, thank you for finally joining us. Today has been a standard day up till this point," General Hammond began, pausing to smile at Liz, "But this is where it changes into a special day. First Lieutenant Elizabeth Tucker, congratulations on your promotion."
George Hammond placed the ranks on Liz's collar with a large smile on his face. Shocked, she smiled back. Colonel O'Neill walked up to the podium once the general had taken a step back.
"First off, I'd like to say congratulations to a wonderful woman and a brilliant teammate..." Jack began, only to be cut off rudely.
"Incoming wormhole", the sergeant watching the computers announced as the Stargate began to spin.
O'Neill: Everyone in the room hit the deck for protection from the mushrooming matter that was about to stretch out before receding into the pool known as the 'event horizon'. Once it was formed, a little piece of paper flew out, and it was disengaged.
Picking up the paper, Jack read it aloud, "We, the Laknees, know of a group called 'SG-1'. We are requesting assistance for our planet from these experts. Please hurry. We are under..."
"What's the rest of the message, Jack?" Hammond asked quickly, arising from the ground and brushing himself off.
"It's torn off, but there's a 'gate address on the back." Jack commented, waiting for the go to proceed with the new mission that landed on their doorstep.
"It's a go, give the address to the sergeant and get your team ready." George permitted them to go.