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I, the author of this story henceforth and forevermore eternally known as Tempus1, Do NOT own the rights physical or intellectual to the characters or concepts involved in either the Stargate or Highlander Universes, television series, or movies. Furthermore I am not making any money on this. Nor do I condone or allow any posting of this story where money is made in any form from the posting of it IE: if you charge a fee to view it you are not allowed to post it on your archive or site. The story and events depicted therein where not owned by someone else are solely my property and I would appreciate it if you ask me first if you would like to use one of my original ideas. So Mote It BE!
Authors Note: Bear in mind that I am taking some license with the facts of the show in this story as well as with Jonas Character. If you thought he was a little out of character for him then you are correct the series has yet to show Jonas quite the way I envision him in this story. My only explanation is that he has spent over a year on the show learning. Learning is what Jonas does best. He has learned from books from video and most importantly from his role models Jack O'Niell and George Hammond. Try to think of him as a battle hardened pacifist who has graduated with flying colors and high recommendation from hiss mentors but still retained most of his boyish charm, or simply the Don Juan of the Galaxy rivaling even the famed Will Riker who's not even in his reality. Wow!
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The Mighty Quinn
Chapter 1: Director Quinn Round Two
Planet: Langara
Nation: Kelowna
Earth Date: June 3nd 2003
Langaran Time: Aprox 2am
Jonas looked at the faces of those sitting at the table, all of them now people of importance to him in some way. Never had he dreamed he would have the undivided attention of so many important and powerful people. He had however dreamed of what it would be like to have to shoulder the responsibility he now held. He was even now waiting to wake up in a cold sweat screaming.
He never liked politics or the military yet here he was surrounded by both of them. He was simultaneously of two mindsets trying to work the same issues from both angles. 'Is this what its like to be in hell?' he thought suddenly. He picked up a pitcher of ice water and filled the glass that was set in front of his place at the head of the table. 'Cold, wet, these are not things in my understanding of the Tauri concept of hell.' He was tired and his thoughts were not exactly to the point. 'Then again maybe hell is the absence of sanity, if so I'm there.' He placed the glass on his forehead bringing him quickly back to the external events around him.
"Pardon me, it's late and we still have much to do" he said and took a long refreshing drink. "Give me a week and I will have a outline for you with all the answers you want." He watched as they considered his statement. "As for what you can do to help me help you, make sure you keep my budget large enough for emergencies. I would also recommend getting those things discussed earlier implemented as soon as possible. In one week I would like to see those gate teams on site ready to begin training."
"If I may ask Mr. Quinn. Why are you dismissing all of my personnel of a military nature and eventually myself? You did say temporary second in command." General Bernard said his mask of nonemotion slipping at the end.
"Rest assured that my decision in that regard has nothing to do with your competence sir. I have found you to be an excellent commander of this facility. We have often been at odds but my opinion of your competence has never wavered." Jonas informed him. "To be blunt I need a second in command who will follow or counter my orders on their own recognizance not their superiors instructions." 'I need someone I can trust' he thought. 'General Bernard doesn't look at all happy, tough my program my rules.' he added
"Very well Mr. Quinn shall we set up a meeting for one week from now?" The First Minister asked.
"Yes First Minister that would be fine. And now I suggest we all get some sleep. I know I for one have a long week ahead." Jonas said stifling a yawn.
With that they filed out of the room leaving Jonas to remain there pondering his thoughts. 'Too many questions for tonight' he admitted to himself. He Got up out of his chair and made his way to the gate room. It looked so barren now with all the people gone and the podium removed to parts unknown. He looked right and left as he crossed the room. The map table stood in the same place with the usual writing instruments scattered across it.
He turned towards the Gate and noticed for the first time he was the only one in the room. He immediately picked up the nearest comm. port and called for all personnel to report to the Gate Room. He walked over to a weapons storage locker and began to load Grovis 346's on the table two at a time. He was loading extra clips when scientist and technicians started to pour sleepily in to the room. Quickly checking to make sure they were unloaded he grabbed two 346's and waited for more people to show up.
Once he had ninety percent of them in the gate room he picked one at random and put one of the gun barrels to his head dry firing it. "BANG, Your DEAD!" he shouted at the now pale man before him.
"Sir! What are you" another technician stepped up
Again he placed a gun barrel at the head of the man before him. "Bang! Your DEAD! Now would anybody present care to tell me why these two men are dead?" he asked more than a little pissed off.
"The are not dead sir." Another Technician began
"But of course they are! Didn't you see me fire a weapon at each of their heads? How do you expect them to be alive when no one was guarding the Stargate?" Jonas went to the table he had stacked the loaded weapons on and grabbed two of them making sure to show everyone they were loaded. "These are loaded those were not. I swear on every one of your mother's graves that if the Stargate is left unguarded again I will use these instead of empties. I don't care what your position is here if you see something that needs to be done either do it yourself or tell someone about it so it gets done. You have no idea how close we all have come to invasion tonight. You." Jonas pointed at the first dry fire victim "and you" then at the second "take one of these and stand there" he pointed to a cover position right and left of the gate " anyone comes through you detain them and if they refuse to stop you kill them understood? Good" he watched them nod. "I realize you are not soldier and until I get some we don't have any. You will pull six hour shifts of gate duty each around the clock. Anything happens you contact me quickly." Jonas dismissed them and quickly drew up a roster for the next two days.
Handing it to one of the men he set to guard the gate he instructed him to go immediately and circulate that list and spread the word any man who was not on time to his post would be shot. He then walked up to the DHD and dialed Earth.