"One of my best friends is an archaeologist, so I'm learning a lot about
ancient cultures." Sam said as she took a sip of her wine.
"Really and do you have a favourite period in history?" The man she was talking to asked.
"I've grown attached to Ancient Egyptian mythology." Sam said with a smile.
"Do you have a favourite myth?" He asked.
"Not really the whole culture is interesting."
"I would have thought you would have been able to pick, someone like Hathor?" He suggested.
"Hathor is not one of my favourite goddesses." Sam said recalling the last time they had met.
"There you are." Jack said as he came up to her.
"Here I am." Sam said. "Colonel Jack O'Neill, I'd like you to meet Professor Harry Ploughton, he teaches Ancient Studies at the university. Harry the Colonel."
"Nice to meet you." Jack said.
"You too."
"So what were you two talking about?" Jack asked.
"Ancient Egypt and Sam was going to explain why she didn't like Hathor."
"The annoying sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll woman?" Jack questioned knowing exactly who the real Hathor was.
"In your terms yes sir." Sam said.
"Sir?" Harry questioned.
"He's my CO." Sam replied.
"CO? I thought you said you were a theoretical astrophysicist."
"She's also an Air Force Major. You know Sam you really shouldn't forget to tell people that." Jack playfully scolded.
"Yes sir." Sam smiled.
"So do you have an opinion on ancient culture Colonel?" Harry asked.
"Pick an era and I'll tell you why it's bad." Jack said.
"The Colonel isn't a fan of history or of artefacts." Sam informed Harry.
"Carter, they're rocks." Jack insisted.
"Colonel, they really aren't." Sam corrected.
"Carter, on the last little field trip our esteemed Dr Daniel Jackson took us on what did make me spend four and a half hours waiting for him to look at."
"A giant stone tablet." Sam admitted.
"Which is another term for?"
"A rock. Okay, I concede on that occasion."
"Excuse me did you say Dr Daniel Jackson, the archaeologist who had the ideas about the pyramids being older than first thought?" Harry interrupted.
"Yes." Sam replied. "Do you know him?"
"No, but I'd like to meet him. His ideas maybe a little off bat, but he has brilliant insight."
"Carter, when we mention the whole wedding thing to Danny tomorrow, let's not mention this we don't want to inflate his ego."
"Colonel, it's not Daniel's ego we need to keep in check."
"Do you think you could swing me an introduction?" Harry asked.
"I think we could work something. The reception will be over by 1600 at the latest; Sam did Danny say what his plans were for today?"
"He's helping Cassie with her history assignment. She's doing the Mongols."
"They along the lines of those Shav-whatsit people?" Jack questioned.
"Yes sir. The ones with the six day weddings and the trading women."
"We'll call Daniel and see if he has some free time this evening, but right now I'm stealing the Major away."
"What for?" Sam asked.
"You promised me a dance." He held out a hand to her.
"Yes sir." She put her hand in his.
TBC
"Really and do you have a favourite period in history?" The man she was talking to asked.
"I've grown attached to Ancient Egyptian mythology." Sam said with a smile.
"Do you have a favourite myth?" He asked.
"Not really the whole culture is interesting."
"I would have thought you would have been able to pick, someone like Hathor?" He suggested.
"Hathor is not one of my favourite goddesses." Sam said recalling the last time they had met.
"There you are." Jack said as he came up to her.
"Here I am." Sam said. "Colonel Jack O'Neill, I'd like you to meet Professor Harry Ploughton, he teaches Ancient Studies at the university. Harry the Colonel."
"Nice to meet you." Jack said.
"You too."
"So what were you two talking about?" Jack asked.
"Ancient Egypt and Sam was going to explain why she didn't like Hathor."
"The annoying sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll woman?" Jack questioned knowing exactly who the real Hathor was.
"In your terms yes sir." Sam said.
"Sir?" Harry questioned.
"He's my CO." Sam replied.
"CO? I thought you said you were a theoretical astrophysicist."
"She's also an Air Force Major. You know Sam you really shouldn't forget to tell people that." Jack playfully scolded.
"Yes sir." Sam smiled.
"So do you have an opinion on ancient culture Colonel?" Harry asked.
"Pick an era and I'll tell you why it's bad." Jack said.
"The Colonel isn't a fan of history or of artefacts." Sam informed Harry.
"Carter, they're rocks." Jack insisted.
"Colonel, they really aren't." Sam corrected.
"Carter, on the last little field trip our esteemed Dr Daniel Jackson took us on what did make me spend four and a half hours waiting for him to look at."
"A giant stone tablet." Sam admitted.
"Which is another term for?"
"A rock. Okay, I concede on that occasion."
"Excuse me did you say Dr Daniel Jackson, the archaeologist who had the ideas about the pyramids being older than first thought?" Harry interrupted.
"Yes." Sam replied. "Do you know him?"
"No, but I'd like to meet him. His ideas maybe a little off bat, but he has brilliant insight."
"Carter, when we mention the whole wedding thing to Danny tomorrow, let's not mention this we don't want to inflate his ego."
"Colonel, it's not Daniel's ego we need to keep in check."
"Do you think you could swing me an introduction?" Harry asked.
"I think we could work something. The reception will be over by 1600 at the latest; Sam did Danny say what his plans were for today?"
"He's helping Cassie with her history assignment. She's doing the Mongols."
"They along the lines of those Shav-whatsit people?" Jack questioned.
"Yes sir. The ones with the six day weddings and the trading women."
"We'll call Daniel and see if he has some free time this evening, but right now I'm stealing the Major away."
"What for?" Sam asked.
"You promised me a dance." He held out a hand to her.
"Yes sir." She put her hand in his.
TBC