"There you are Sammie." Sam stopped and rolled her eyes.
"Hey Dad."
"Since when did the Navy get involved in the Stargate program?" He asked.
"Since today. Lieutenant Commander Myles Hartman meet my father Major General Jacob Carter. Myles is here to help with the Naqquadah bomb."
"Nice to meet you sir." Myles shook his hand.
"Call me Jacob."
"Sir?" He questioned.
"Sam will explain it, I'm sure. But I'm kind in a hurry. Where did you say the store was so I can pick Hannah's dress?"
"You go up the escalators to the second floor of the mall, it's the fourth store to the left it's called Daisies." Sam replied.
"Thanks. I'll see you later. Goodbye Commander." Jacob turned and left.
"Okay that was weird."
"Welcome to the SGC." Sam said with a shrug.
"So why is an Air Force General needing to pick up a dress?"
"It's a bridesmaid's dress for my niece. Since Dad has been on Earth for an extended period and I didn't the big white wedding that he always wanted for me. He's organised the whole thing for Saturday. You should come, it's at the Air Force Academy, you'll get to meet everyone. Apart from a skeleton crew the whole base is coming."
"I don't know we've only just met." He said hesitantly.
"It's our job to make friends quickly." Sam said. "It'll be fun; you'll to meet General Ryan who's head of the Air Force, General Kerrigan who's head of the Academy, the Secretary of Defence."
"You have the Secretary of Defence coming to your wedding?"
"Sure. The President was invited but he has a state dinner to attend."
"Of the United States?"
"Yes." Sam replied.
"Why did he want me to call him Jacob?"
"He's a member to the Tok'ra, so he lives off world most of the time. So everyone forgets the rank around him. He's just Jacob, his symbiote is called Selmak."
"His symbiote?" Myles questioned.
"Let's go to the commissary and I'll explain."
~
"There is a parasitical race called the Goa'uld. They are power hungry so they use the guise of false Gods, mostly Egyptian and enslaved millions of people. They transported people through the Stargate to serve them and to act as their hosts. The most powerful of these are known as the System Lords. These in turn have an army which are known as Jaffa. They carry a Goa'uld symbiote in a pouch in their stomach. The symbiote suppresses their immune system, but gives them great healing capabilities. Each Goa'uld has a leader of their army know as the First Prime. Teal'c is the former First Prime of Apophis, you'll meet him later. He realised that the Goa'uld were false gods and came to help us in our fight against them."
"Okay, but that doesn't explain who the Tok'ra are."
"The Tok'ra are the symbiotes of Goa'uld Queen who saw the Goa'uld for what they were. Using the genetic memory she passed on to her children, they fight the Goa'uld by infiltrating their ranks. Instead of taking over their hosts like the Goa'uld, the Tok'ra share their bodies with their hosts. They are both can take control."
"That must be a strange feeling, have a constant voice in your head."
"It is." Sam muttered.
"Excuse me?"
"A couple of years ago while on a mission a Tok'ra named Jollinar jumped into my body to hide. But an Ashrak, kind of like a hit man, was sent after her. She sacrificed herself to save me; she was absorbed into my body and changed my blood chemistry."
"That must have taken a lot to get over."
"I still get flash backs, her memories, but on the plus side it managed to save my Dad who was dying of cancer at the time."
"It sounds like it's never dull here."
"Ask Jack about paperwork, he'll tell you it's dull. Paperwork stalks him like trees, but it has a tendency to swallow his memos." Sam said with all seriousness.
"Sam, do you have time to read over my..." Marianne stopped. "Sorry..." She took a second to figure out the equivalent rank of the Navy uniform. "... Lieutenant Commander?"
"Yes." He replied.
"Sorry sir, we don't see a lot of Naval officers here inside the mountain, Marines yes Navy no."
"It's not a problem..."
"Captain. Marianne Taylor."
"So what did you need Marianne?" Sam asked.
"I was wondering if you could read over my research proposal. Zack offered but..."
"He has the same level of scientific interest as Jack." Sam finished. "Sure leave it on my desk. By the way did Colonel Hudson take you to that restaurant?"
"No he made me dinner. Of course he burnt it slightly but it was sweet."
"I would have paid to have seen him in a pink frilly apron." Sam smiled.
"It was a 'Kiss the Chef' apron and I took a photo for the album it's our turn this month."
"I'll drop by and see it later." Sam said.
"It was nice to meet you Lieutenant Commander. I'll see you later Sam."
"Is it me or is everyone staring at me?"
"Like Marianne said we don't get any Naval officers here. But I can help out there. Air Force green or Air Force blue?"
"Can I say neither?" He asked.
"It's either that or I can offer a lovely line of BDU's in various colours or at a push I'm sure Janet would offer you a lovely hospital gown."
"I'll take the blue."
"Excellent choice." Sam looked around. "Hey Martin."
"Major Carter." A Sgt appeared at the side of the table. "How can I help ma'am?"
"Can you see if you can find Lieutenant Commander Hartman a spare set of blues? And since he's going to be here a while can you requisition a couple in green and blue."
"Is that H-A-R-T-M-A-N sir?" Martin asked.
"Yes."
"I need an initial sir." Martin prompted.
"M. Myles." He replied.
"You're six, six one sir?" Martin asked. Myles nodded. "Give me thirty minutes ma'am."
"Thanks Martin." Sam smiled at him as left.
"What just happened? I never get my orders followed that quickly."
"What can I say people like me?"
"Major Carter, the Jell-O should be ready in about thirty minutes." The server came over and told her.
"Thank you. I'll be back with Colonel O'Neill for lunch, Daniel and Teal'c will probably come too."
"So that's one blue, two red and one green. Will Colonel O'Neill be wanting chocolate cake too?"
"When doesn't he want cake? Just save us a whole one, Phil. Myles do you have a preference for Jell-O?" Sam asked.
"Jell-O?" Myles questioned.
"Red, blue, green, orange or yellow sir. Major Carter gets first dips on the blue Jell-O." Phil supplied.
"Orange." Myles said randomly. Phil nodded and left. "Jell-O?"
"It's an SG-1 thing. I think we should finish our tour. My husband and Teal'c will get cranky if we're late for lunch."
TBC
"Hey Dad."
"Since when did the Navy get involved in the Stargate program?" He asked.
"Since today. Lieutenant Commander Myles Hartman meet my father Major General Jacob Carter. Myles is here to help with the Naqquadah bomb."
"Nice to meet you sir." Myles shook his hand.
"Call me Jacob."
"Sir?" He questioned.
"Sam will explain it, I'm sure. But I'm kind in a hurry. Where did you say the store was so I can pick Hannah's dress?"
"You go up the escalators to the second floor of the mall, it's the fourth store to the left it's called Daisies." Sam replied.
"Thanks. I'll see you later. Goodbye Commander." Jacob turned and left.
"Okay that was weird."
"Welcome to the SGC." Sam said with a shrug.
"So why is an Air Force General needing to pick up a dress?"
"It's a bridesmaid's dress for my niece. Since Dad has been on Earth for an extended period and I didn't the big white wedding that he always wanted for me. He's organised the whole thing for Saturday. You should come, it's at the Air Force Academy, you'll get to meet everyone. Apart from a skeleton crew the whole base is coming."
"I don't know we've only just met." He said hesitantly.
"It's our job to make friends quickly." Sam said. "It'll be fun; you'll to meet General Ryan who's head of the Air Force, General Kerrigan who's head of the Academy, the Secretary of Defence."
"You have the Secretary of Defence coming to your wedding?"
"Sure. The President was invited but he has a state dinner to attend."
"Of the United States?"
"Yes." Sam replied.
"Why did he want me to call him Jacob?"
"He's a member to the Tok'ra, so he lives off world most of the time. So everyone forgets the rank around him. He's just Jacob, his symbiote is called Selmak."
"His symbiote?" Myles questioned.
"Let's go to the commissary and I'll explain."
~
"There is a parasitical race called the Goa'uld. They are power hungry so they use the guise of false Gods, mostly Egyptian and enslaved millions of people. They transported people through the Stargate to serve them and to act as their hosts. The most powerful of these are known as the System Lords. These in turn have an army which are known as Jaffa. They carry a Goa'uld symbiote in a pouch in their stomach. The symbiote suppresses their immune system, but gives them great healing capabilities. Each Goa'uld has a leader of their army know as the First Prime. Teal'c is the former First Prime of Apophis, you'll meet him later. He realised that the Goa'uld were false gods and came to help us in our fight against them."
"Okay, but that doesn't explain who the Tok'ra are."
"The Tok'ra are the symbiotes of Goa'uld Queen who saw the Goa'uld for what they were. Using the genetic memory she passed on to her children, they fight the Goa'uld by infiltrating their ranks. Instead of taking over their hosts like the Goa'uld, the Tok'ra share their bodies with their hosts. They are both can take control."
"That must be a strange feeling, have a constant voice in your head."
"It is." Sam muttered.
"Excuse me?"
"A couple of years ago while on a mission a Tok'ra named Jollinar jumped into my body to hide. But an Ashrak, kind of like a hit man, was sent after her. She sacrificed herself to save me; she was absorbed into my body and changed my blood chemistry."
"That must have taken a lot to get over."
"I still get flash backs, her memories, but on the plus side it managed to save my Dad who was dying of cancer at the time."
"It sounds like it's never dull here."
"Ask Jack about paperwork, he'll tell you it's dull. Paperwork stalks him like trees, but it has a tendency to swallow his memos." Sam said with all seriousness.
"Sam, do you have time to read over my..." Marianne stopped. "Sorry..." She took a second to figure out the equivalent rank of the Navy uniform. "... Lieutenant Commander?"
"Yes." He replied.
"Sorry sir, we don't see a lot of Naval officers here inside the mountain, Marines yes Navy no."
"It's not a problem..."
"Captain. Marianne Taylor."
"So what did you need Marianne?" Sam asked.
"I was wondering if you could read over my research proposal. Zack offered but..."
"He has the same level of scientific interest as Jack." Sam finished. "Sure leave it on my desk. By the way did Colonel Hudson take you to that restaurant?"
"No he made me dinner. Of course he burnt it slightly but it was sweet."
"I would have paid to have seen him in a pink frilly apron." Sam smiled.
"It was a 'Kiss the Chef' apron and I took a photo for the album it's our turn this month."
"I'll drop by and see it later." Sam said.
"It was nice to meet you Lieutenant Commander. I'll see you later Sam."
"Is it me or is everyone staring at me?"
"Like Marianne said we don't get any Naval officers here. But I can help out there. Air Force green or Air Force blue?"
"Can I say neither?" He asked.
"It's either that or I can offer a lovely line of BDU's in various colours or at a push I'm sure Janet would offer you a lovely hospital gown."
"I'll take the blue."
"Excellent choice." Sam looked around. "Hey Martin."
"Major Carter." A Sgt appeared at the side of the table. "How can I help ma'am?"
"Can you see if you can find Lieutenant Commander Hartman a spare set of blues? And since he's going to be here a while can you requisition a couple in green and blue."
"Is that H-A-R-T-M-A-N sir?" Martin asked.
"Yes."
"I need an initial sir." Martin prompted.
"M. Myles." He replied.
"You're six, six one sir?" Martin asked. Myles nodded. "Give me thirty minutes ma'am."
"Thanks Martin." Sam smiled at him as left.
"What just happened? I never get my orders followed that quickly."
"What can I say people like me?"
"Major Carter, the Jell-O should be ready in about thirty minutes." The server came over and told her.
"Thank you. I'll be back with Colonel O'Neill for lunch, Daniel and Teal'c will probably come too."
"So that's one blue, two red and one green. Will Colonel O'Neill be wanting chocolate cake too?"
"When doesn't he want cake? Just save us a whole one, Phil. Myles do you have a preference for Jell-O?" Sam asked.
"Jell-O?" Myles questioned.
"Red, blue, green, orange or yellow sir. Major Carter gets first dips on the blue Jell-O." Phil supplied.
"Orange." Myles said randomly. Phil nodded and left. "Jell-O?"
"It's an SG-1 thing. I think we should finish our tour. My husband and Teal'c will get cranky if we're late for lunch."
TBC