"Major Carter to the control room, Major Carter to the control room." The
tannoy rang out.
"Is that something I need to worry about?" Myles asked Daniel.
"No. Just a problem with the gate or the dialling computer they need Sam to fix."
"Do they always call Sam to fix everything around here?"
"Most things. She's the base Major-Fix-It. especially anything involving the Stargate. She's Earth's expert, she spent two years working on get the gate to function, designing the computer system and the software before the program actually kicked off. She is the only person in the world who knows every single inch of the system and the programming and exactly how it works and interacts with it. She built the Naqquadah generator and a particle beam accelerator in three months."
"She built a part beam accelerator?"
"Jack got stuck off world and we had to get him back. So she worked solidly for the three months, she didn't leave once; we had to force her to sleep and eat."
"Wow."
"Yeah, Sam's a genius and she's not flaky with it. That's more my line. If anything she works too hard. It used to be that she'd work through any leave or downtime we had. Jack used to go and sit in her lab pick things up and force her to explain things to him countless times in the simplest manner possible to get her to relax for a while. I used to drag her for coffee to discuss something. Teal'c helped make sure she actually got some sleep and Janet used to occasionally drag her out of the base to do things with Cassie and they arranged short skirts night."
"Short skirt night?" He questioned.
"From that Shania Twain song. The skirts are very short and they get very drunk we gate crashed one a few weeks ago. Now if I was Sam's Naqquadah research where would I be?" Daniel muttered to himself. He started to go through the pile of files on her desk. "You know how the military have this thing of everyone being replaceable?"
"Yes sure."
"Sam is irreplaceable around here. Whenever we need to save the planet, be it ours, one of our allies like the Asguard, she's the one who comes up with the off the cuff ideas. We just help her carry them out."
"And the world gets in regular danger?"
"Only occasionally we almost get suck into black holes or Jack has to broker a deal with the System Lords so they don't attack Earth."
"Don't get me wrong but Colonel O'Neill doesn't strike me as the diplomatic type."
"He can when he needs to be. He just hides it behind the dumb act and the sarcasm."
"He and Sam seem..."
"Polar opposites?" Daniel offered.
"Kind of."
"That's why it works. Sam's the good Major who follows everything by the book, the scientist, the consummate professional. Whereas Jack is the big kid. He's more about doing the right thing hang the consequences and the rules. The balance each other out. Sam works less, leaves the base and is generally a lot less stressed since she and Jack got together. Jack is a lot calmer, a lot less sarcastic when she's around. They need each other. Two weeks ago Sam got sent off world to be temporarily in charge of a science team. Jack was hell to deal with, and take it from me we've to hell, it was a nightmare. It got so bad that the General sent us to do a supply drop; we ended staying when Sam found a vase so I could do an archaeological dig. Jack cheered up instantly he saw her."
"And you and Teal'c don't have a problem with them being together?"
"No. Jack and Sam are meant to be together. Ferretti's had a pool going since the first day they met."
"You know gambling with subordinates is against the regs."
"We meet aliens for a living; fight the bad guys, get shot at and personal lives are not something this place is good at sustaining. Honestly they're not bothered about us gambling, it eases the tension and stress and General Hammond is on the pools anyway."
"So they set them up when they hadn't changed the frat regs?"
"Sam and Jack have always had an interesting relationship. The first time they met Jack told her he didn't like scientists and she challenged to an arm wrestle. A month or so later Jack traded his gun to get her back when a member of the Shavadi tried to trade her to get his girlfriend from her father. Then Sam jumped him in the locker room when we were infected with an alien virus that reverted us back to caveman status. Things around here are never normal. That's why the changed the base regs. Sam and Jack belong together." Daniel said as he found the file he was looking for. "Here. This should keep you occupied for a couple hours."
"Thank you Daniel."
"Now we need to leave." Daniel ushered him out. "Roberts we need to lock it down until Sam gets back. I don't know how long it's going to be before she's back."
"Swipe your card Dr Jackson." Roberts instructed. Daniel swiped his card; Roberts pushed a small button and swiped his card too.
"Thanks."
"Why are you locking down Sam's lab?" Myles asked Daniel.
"Sam has lots of sensitive information in her lab. When she's planning on being gone less than an hour she just closes the door. When it's more than an hour it's locked down. Only swipe cards of a certain level are allowed access, especially after a virus wiped the computer systems a while back. Take a left at the end of the corridor and it's the second door on the right. That lab is empty get the SF to let you in."
"Thank you Daniel"
TBC
"Is that something I need to worry about?" Myles asked Daniel.
"No. Just a problem with the gate or the dialling computer they need Sam to fix."
"Do they always call Sam to fix everything around here?"
"Most things. She's the base Major-Fix-It. especially anything involving the Stargate. She's Earth's expert, she spent two years working on get the gate to function, designing the computer system and the software before the program actually kicked off. She is the only person in the world who knows every single inch of the system and the programming and exactly how it works and interacts with it. She built the Naqquadah generator and a particle beam accelerator in three months."
"She built a part beam accelerator?"
"Jack got stuck off world and we had to get him back. So she worked solidly for the three months, she didn't leave once; we had to force her to sleep and eat."
"Wow."
"Yeah, Sam's a genius and she's not flaky with it. That's more my line. If anything she works too hard. It used to be that she'd work through any leave or downtime we had. Jack used to go and sit in her lab pick things up and force her to explain things to him countless times in the simplest manner possible to get her to relax for a while. I used to drag her for coffee to discuss something. Teal'c helped make sure she actually got some sleep and Janet used to occasionally drag her out of the base to do things with Cassie and they arranged short skirts night."
"Short skirt night?" He questioned.
"From that Shania Twain song. The skirts are very short and they get very drunk we gate crashed one a few weeks ago. Now if I was Sam's Naqquadah research where would I be?" Daniel muttered to himself. He started to go through the pile of files on her desk. "You know how the military have this thing of everyone being replaceable?"
"Yes sure."
"Sam is irreplaceable around here. Whenever we need to save the planet, be it ours, one of our allies like the Asguard, she's the one who comes up with the off the cuff ideas. We just help her carry them out."
"And the world gets in regular danger?"
"Only occasionally we almost get suck into black holes or Jack has to broker a deal with the System Lords so they don't attack Earth."
"Don't get me wrong but Colonel O'Neill doesn't strike me as the diplomatic type."
"He can when he needs to be. He just hides it behind the dumb act and the sarcasm."
"He and Sam seem..."
"Polar opposites?" Daniel offered.
"Kind of."
"That's why it works. Sam's the good Major who follows everything by the book, the scientist, the consummate professional. Whereas Jack is the big kid. He's more about doing the right thing hang the consequences and the rules. The balance each other out. Sam works less, leaves the base and is generally a lot less stressed since she and Jack got together. Jack is a lot calmer, a lot less sarcastic when she's around. They need each other. Two weeks ago Sam got sent off world to be temporarily in charge of a science team. Jack was hell to deal with, and take it from me we've to hell, it was a nightmare. It got so bad that the General sent us to do a supply drop; we ended staying when Sam found a vase so I could do an archaeological dig. Jack cheered up instantly he saw her."
"And you and Teal'c don't have a problem with them being together?"
"No. Jack and Sam are meant to be together. Ferretti's had a pool going since the first day they met."
"You know gambling with subordinates is against the regs."
"We meet aliens for a living; fight the bad guys, get shot at and personal lives are not something this place is good at sustaining. Honestly they're not bothered about us gambling, it eases the tension and stress and General Hammond is on the pools anyway."
"So they set them up when they hadn't changed the frat regs?"
"Sam and Jack have always had an interesting relationship. The first time they met Jack told her he didn't like scientists and she challenged to an arm wrestle. A month or so later Jack traded his gun to get her back when a member of the Shavadi tried to trade her to get his girlfriend from her father. Then Sam jumped him in the locker room when we were infected with an alien virus that reverted us back to caveman status. Things around here are never normal. That's why the changed the base regs. Sam and Jack belong together." Daniel said as he found the file he was looking for. "Here. This should keep you occupied for a couple hours."
"Thank you Daniel."
"Now we need to leave." Daniel ushered him out. "Roberts we need to lock it down until Sam gets back. I don't know how long it's going to be before she's back."
"Swipe your card Dr Jackson." Roberts instructed. Daniel swiped his card; Roberts pushed a small button and swiped his card too.
"Thanks."
"Why are you locking down Sam's lab?" Myles asked Daniel.
"Sam has lots of sensitive information in her lab. When she's planning on being gone less than an hour she just closes the door. When it's more than an hour it's locked down. Only swipe cards of a certain level are allowed access, especially after a virus wiped the computer systems a while back. Take a left at the end of the corridor and it's the second door on the right. That lab is empty get the SF to let you in."
"Thank you Daniel"
TBC