Title : The Stargate Affair
Author : Kriss "KD³" Dremak
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Category : Cross over
Status : Series
Warning : none
Rating : PG13
Spoilers : Mention death of a character
Archived : (always) SG1h/c zone: all others let me know but sure!
Summary : AU/ and or possible missing scene.
.prequel to "The New President Affair"
1 Stargate, SG-I, the Goa'uld and all other characters who have appeared in the series STARGATE The characters mentioned in this story are the property of and Gekko Film Corp. The SG-1 together with the names, titles and back story are the sole copyright property of MGM-UA Worldwide Television, Gekko Film Corp., Glassner/Wright Double Secret Productions and Stargate SG-I Prod. Ltd. Partnership. This Fanfic is not intended as an infringement upon those rights and solely meant for entertainment. All other characters, the story idea and the story itself are the sole property of the author.
Act I Scene I
"Your mother sends her love from Portafino..."
The Major leaves were shiny and freshly received. He was proud of them it would have been more of a victory if he could have had his two best friends at the ceremony along with his father and his other UNCLEs. But such had not been the case, nor could it be when you were in as deep cover as he was, they were. He walked along the Vietnam Memorial wall and paused. There were names there that he knew, school mates from a time when he was know by his birth name and not the one he had been living with since he his first year in college.
An elderly but still distinguished and handsome gentleman with black hair white only at the temples walked over slowly and stood by him. The man gave him a glance over thick dark sunglasses.
"Congratulations, Major Davis has a nice ring to it."
"Thank you Director but why take the chance to be seen together in public sir?" Major Paul Davis asked keeping his attention on the wall.
"You could always tell when it was business. Got that from your mother and she sends her love from Portafino but we have other matters. Can you come to headquarters tonight?" The Director continued smiling but also with his attention locked on the black memorial, there were names he knew there too. Viet Nam had claimed several good agents.
"Yes, Sir but not until late." Davis knew he had meetings all evening and a ton of files to review. It was convenient now that headquarters had been moved to Washington D.C.
"No, later than 2200 Sal," there was a pause" I miss you son."
"Thanks Dad, and send mom my love too. Tell her I am eating my vegetable." Salvador Solo smiled at this father Napoleon Solo the current head of U.N.C.L.E. The likeness between father and son was obvious when they stood side by side down to the mole on their cheeks.
The Director of U.N.C.L.E walked away with a limp from a bullet wound received somewhere in his past as one of U.N.C.L.E's most valuable field agents. His son Salvador Solo, known to the outside world as Major Paul Davis United States Air Force, turned and walked back to his office at the Pentagon. For his father to make an appearance in the open meant something extraordinary was going on. He had a feeling it involved Area 52, the project haunted him from the first file he had read about it and the stories August Dancer, alias Sly Siler, Master Sergeant had relayed. August or Auggie was still there at Cheyenne Mountain assigned to the mothballing after the first mission.
There had been a recent flurry of activity and Paul had watched several officers who had been assigned for years trying to get the gate to work suddenly called up, or reassigned to Cheyenne. It hadn't hit his desk yet but something had or was happening under the mountain.
Later that night the conversation was quick yet had two major bombs dropped. First Napoleon was retiring as soon as Alexander Waverly III finished wrapping up the hand off of the European operations and the gate had been opened but not by the Air Force.
Act 1 Scene Two:
"Pitt bull in with the show dogs."
Several weeks later
The reports that has crossed the desk of Napoleon Solo Director of UNCLE not just North America but the whole kit and caboodle were unbelievable, yet Sal, aka Major Paul Davis his son had accepted it too easily. Sal's specialty was Political Science, Economics and computers and had adapted to the ways of the Air Force so easily. There was also his political acumen that had his son able to go toe to toe with the most experience political mover and shaker on the hill. But this was a scenario beyond the realm of understanding, aliens and traveling to other worlds via a wormhole? Perhaps his son was insane, if so he got from his mother.
A press of a button on his desk console and the door to his office slid open silently allowing Sal to walk in. Sal was still dressed in his uniform and removed his cap. Napoleon notice how the yellow triangular badge with the number 3 on it made his heart proud.
"You took a chance coming here Sal."
"I wouldn't if it wasn't important sir. You've reviewed the files?"
Sal was at a parade rest did he need to say at ease to him. "This is really true?"
"Listen Dad, it is. We have Auggie in there and I am the Pentagon Liaison officer but... "
"We need another agent, you're in Washington playing with the political devils, and Auggie is an engineer."
"Yes, sir."
"And you know who you want." It was more statement than question Napoleon pointed a finger at this son.
"She's perfect. The officer in command, General George Hammond has been authorized to create several more teams. There is going to be one that will be their Diplomatic team."
"You know who we are talking about? Diplomacy is not her strong suit, like her father, tossing her into a diplomatic team is like tossing a rabid pit bull in with the show dogs."
"I know, but she has the credentials that would make her invaluable on several levels, it's almost as if she was born for this assignment. Sir she's already being considered. I just need to know you want me to make the final arrangements."
"Do it, and tell her it comes directly from me, an order. One of my last official acts, Young Alexander is taking over next week. It's time besides your mother is in Monte Carlo and you know what that means... "
Sal laughed for the first time in days. "Mom has never broken the bank yet dad, but damn if anyone can it will be her."
"Yes, and I want to be there." Napoleon smiled one of the smiles that he had which still could charm ladies of all ages out of their panties and into his arms.
"What about him?" Sal was hesitant to ask.
"I know where he is and I will let him know." Napoleon knew who Sal meant; her father had to be told, his old partner, the enigma wrapped inside of a mystery, that Russian pain in the ass.
Napoleon Solo got up from behind his desk and gave his son a very unprofessional hug and a kiss on both cheeks. What had the three of them, his old partner and April done when they asked their three children to be come deep moles in the Air Force, all because they thought Project Blue Book and the secret base Area 51 warranted more than just a casual involvement. Had they sacrificed their children like Abraham on to a pyre of espionage?
They had thought it was a way to protect them, maybe keep them safe and what had happened all three were now going to be involved in one of the greatest secrets known to mankind all happening under a mountain in Colorado. It was good April had not lived to see it, she would have judo chopped him into a coma. This was not how their grand scheme had played out on paper. The bottom line was their offspring had surpassed all of their expectations.
Sal began for the door putting on his cap but turned and gave his father a crisp salute. Napoleon was never more proud or in fear for his heir.
Father and son individually prepared themselves to make a call to a Kuryakin.
End of ACT One.... to be continued in The Stargate Affair. ActTwo.
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