Author's Note: I realize I go between first and third person regularly, without any indication. Well, I never claimed to be able to write properly, just that I can write a simple story about a very complex show. There, enough rambling, On with the show!
As Kevin sat and waited, he realized he was becoming nervous. He wasn't a nervous kind of person, he wasn't afraid of anything, yet here he was, being held by the military with no one knowing he was there. It made him nervous. They could kill me now and no one would ever know. I don't like to be nervous…it creeps me out…
After what seemed like an eternity to Kevin, a bald man entered the room and sat down at the head of the table, so Kevin assumed him to be the leader of the facility, whatever its purpose was.
"The rest of the group will be here shortly."
In walked O'Neill and 'T'.
"Hey General."
"Colonel, Teal'c"
So that was his name…guess I know why they call him 'T'.
In walked what had to be the geekiest person Kevin had seen since his arrival at the base. He was fairly tall with big glasses and carrying a notebook full of papers. He looked as if he was wired for sound and sounded the same too…guess I'm not the only caffeine addict here…
"General, I'm sorry I'm late, I was busy translating the tablet we found yesterday. I think it resembles something…" he noticed me in the chair, thought to see if he knew me, then stopped, stared at the General and asked "We have a guest?"
I almost laughed at that. Me? A guest? Forced from my home, taken to a military base in Colorado Springs, quite a ways from my home in Florida, and I'm called a Guest?? HA!
"Yes Dr. Jackson, Allow me to introduce Keith Edwards, the hacker who hacked into our database yesterday."
"So you're the one I tracked down."
Kevin turned to the voice and saw one very attractive woman standing in the doorway. This was the first female he had seen on the base and SHE was the one that tracked him down.
"Congratulations are in order I suppose then. You're the first person to actually track me down. No one from any other department could locate me, and I waited a month before I hacked your database and overnight, I'm taken here, from my comfortable home in Florida."
A short period of silence, then the General spoke up.
"Kevin Edwards, I'd like to know what you were able to find out about what goes on here, and I don't plan on letting you go at all if you don't tell me."
"Well, first you can start by just calling me Kevin, the last name really isn't important, and as for what I found, well I don't even understand most of it. I found a list of level designations for Cheyenne Mountain. What surprised me was the phrase 'Embarkation Room'. Now I'm not stupid, I know we're underground…and I don't have any clue as to how or where you embark to. The only other thing I was able to scavenge was a Mission Report, some mission where a person named Carter was injured and you Dr. Jackson lost a pair of glasses."
"I liked that pair too…"
"At least you didn't get shot…"
As Kevin sat and waited, he realized he was becoming nervous. He wasn't a nervous kind of person, he wasn't afraid of anything, yet here he was, being held by the military with no one knowing he was there. It made him nervous. They could kill me now and no one would ever know. I don't like to be nervous…it creeps me out…
After what seemed like an eternity to Kevin, a bald man entered the room and sat down at the head of the table, so Kevin assumed him to be the leader of the facility, whatever its purpose was.
"The rest of the group will be here shortly."
In walked O'Neill and 'T'.
"Hey General."
"Colonel, Teal'c"
So that was his name…guess I know why they call him 'T'.
In walked what had to be the geekiest person Kevin had seen since his arrival at the base. He was fairly tall with big glasses and carrying a notebook full of papers. He looked as if he was wired for sound and sounded the same too…guess I'm not the only caffeine addict here…
"General, I'm sorry I'm late, I was busy translating the tablet we found yesterday. I think it resembles something…" he noticed me in the chair, thought to see if he knew me, then stopped, stared at the General and asked "We have a guest?"
I almost laughed at that. Me? A guest? Forced from my home, taken to a military base in Colorado Springs, quite a ways from my home in Florida, and I'm called a Guest?? HA!
"Yes Dr. Jackson, Allow me to introduce Keith Edwards, the hacker who hacked into our database yesterday."
"So you're the one I tracked down."
Kevin turned to the voice and saw one very attractive woman standing in the doorway. This was the first female he had seen on the base and SHE was the one that tracked him down.
"Congratulations are in order I suppose then. You're the first person to actually track me down. No one from any other department could locate me, and I waited a month before I hacked your database and overnight, I'm taken here, from my comfortable home in Florida."
A short period of silence, then the General spoke up.
"Kevin Edwards, I'd like to know what you were able to find out about what goes on here, and I don't plan on letting you go at all if you don't tell me."
"Well, first you can start by just calling me Kevin, the last name really isn't important, and as for what I found, well I don't even understand most of it. I found a list of level designations for Cheyenne Mountain. What surprised me was the phrase 'Embarkation Room'. Now I'm not stupid, I know we're underground…and I don't have any clue as to how or where you embark to. The only other thing I was able to scavenge was a Mission Report, some mission where a person named Carter was injured and you Dr. Jackson lost a pair of glasses."
"I liked that pair too…"
"At least you didn't get shot…"