Pentavus
By Porphyric Hemophiliac
Type: Crossover
Series: STARGÅTE SG-1
Rating: PG-13 for language
Synopsis: Find out for yourself
Spoilers: SG1 is season 8.
Copyright: All SG-1 characters and places and stuff are property of MGM Studios.
I know I have a hard time finishing things. But here I go.
Let the games begin...
O'Neill sat, pencil in hand. He couldn't miss this time. He couldn't.
He reared back and let it fly. The pencil soared up and stuck in the fiberglass ceiling tile.
"Bullseye."
The door opened. There stood Daniel Jackson, holding his notebook, textbook, translation book, and a stack of papers that could easily have been a transcript of War and Peace.
O'Neill raised his eyebrows. "Yes, Daniel?"
"I have to talk to you about something."
O'Neill again raised his eyebrows to the point that they were in danger of disappearing into his hair. "This early? I thought you'd need a few more hours and a couple hundred more cups of coffee first."
Jackson gave him a very sour look. "Listen, Jack. You remember those scrolls I found of P3S-101?"
"Yep."
"Well," he said, dropping the War and Peace-sized stack of papers onto the desk with a THUMP, "The scrolls speak of an outpost—no, no, more like a library, that the Ancients used as a sort of a capital. The Washington D.C. of the Stargate network, so to speak."
"So?"
"SO?" Daniel squeaked, his voice somewhere near a high D, "This could be it, the most important Stargate discovery EVER!!!"
Jack leaned in, obviously not as 'enthuzed' as Daniel. "Let me guess...an eight chevron code? Remember that our ZPM no longer works."
Daniel grinned. "That's the best part. Let's say that you need information on a phone number. What do you do?"
"Look in the phone book."
"And if you didn't have one?"
"Look on the web."
"Jack!"
"What?"
"Haven't you ever dialed 0 for information?"
Jack was startled by this. "Do you mean to say that this is a ONE chevron code?"
"Exactly. You use the point of origin."
"In the first chevron?"
Jackson grinned so wide he looked like he was internally hemorrhaging. "No. You use the ninth Chevron."
There was a long silence as Jack thought this over. "Is it possible?"
"Carter says so. If we reprogram the generators to all point to the ninth chevron, you can power it. Then dial the ninth chevron at HOME, and it should lead us straight to the capital of the universe...what the scrolls call Pentavus."
"Pentavus?"
"Pentavus."
Jack thought a minute and then sighed. "What are we waiting for? Let's get moving!"