A/N: Here's a couple more chapters for all those of you who have been anxiously waiting! The next few chapters are heavy on dialogue and such. I DO have to let the parties get to know one another!

"You ready to go up sir?"

Jackson stood up as he finished lacing his boots, "Are you kidding? I've been ready since this morning!!"

Sam smiled at him, "All right then sir. Let's take her up for a spin." She then turned to the Secret Service agent and his pilot, "You okay? You don't look so hot…"

"I'm fine ma'am," he assured.

She stared at him, "Not a fan of roller coasters?" The man shook his head 'no.' "The F-302 runs as smoothly as a Ferrari on a straightaway. You won't feel a thing, I promise you. Just go up there and enjoy the view! Captain, treat him nicely up there."

"No barrel rolls, ma'am?" he asked her with disappointment.

Sam grinned widely at the horrified Secret Service Agent, "Probably not…"

"Damn," he stated teasingly before remembering who he was in the presence of, "Sorry sir."

Robbie patted him on the shoulder as he walked past him, "Don't be!" He then looked over his shoulder at his detail and leaned over and whispered in a not so quiet voice, "Well maybe just let him experience one barrel roll!"

The pilot grinned and looked back as well at the now seriously worried Secret Service agent. "Yes sir!"

Robbie slowed down and waited for his bodyguard to come up alongside him, "Think of this as an assignment on understanding how the mind of your protectee works Agent Cross."

He swallowed the lump in his throat, "Yes sir."

The four walked into the hangar and then split up into the flight pairs.

"With all due respect sir, don't you think that was kind of mean?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe a little… But there have to be some perks to being the Vice President!"

Sam laughed, "Yes sir!"

As he settled into his seat he made a comment, "I blame you all for my behavior."

She looked at him in her mirror with a perplexed look, "How's that sir?"

Before receiving his response, she called into the radio as she pulled out of the hangar, "Eagle 1 ready for take off."

"Eagle 1 you have a go."

"Eagle 1 away," she replied as her aircraft took off.

"That's it?" he asked from behind the Colonel, slightly disappointed.

"Inertial dampeners, sir. We can travel at a quarter the speed of light and not feel a thing… It may not be as exhilarating as pulling four G's in an F-14, but the views much better up here."

He paused and took in the sight as he watched the atmosphere go from a clear blue to a purple and then to being surrounded by a vast expanse of nothing. "Yeah… Definitely better."

They rode around in silence orbiting the planet and the moons, allowing him to absorb the feeling that he was in space. "Did you ever think you would see anything like this?"

Sam looked up and smiled, "Yes sir."

He quickly drew his gaze from outside the window to his pilot.

"I wanted to be an astronaut ever since I can remember… So seeing this little piece of space-no sir. But I knew I'd make it up here one day," she told him as she waved her hands around.

She decided to be bold, "What about you sir?"

"Never in a million years… I just wanted to travel as fast as I could in a jet…"

"Is that why you joined the Air Force?" he asked her as they left the planet's surroundings and headed out into the solar system.

"That's the main reason… My dad was also in the Air Force."

Robbie offered some of his own information, "My dad was a preacher in Mississippi… Joining the Navy was my way to get out of there and see the world… And here I am, now… Traveling around another planet and a different solar system! My God!"

Sam smiled. "Glad we could expand your horizons, sir!"

Robbie chuckled at her response.

"Would you like to take the controls, sir?" she asked him after a half hour of talking about the F-302 and Goa'uld spacecraft.

He looked down at the stick between his legs and then back up at his pilot, "Really?"

Sam nodded her head, "Spade One has the stick."

As he familiarized himself with the controls and played with the ship a little he spoke, "I see someone did their homework."

She shrugged her shoulders, "I'm a scientist sir, I like doing research."

"I'll remember that… Any chance we can take it down to that planet and see what this baby's made of."

"You have control of the ship, sir. I'm just along for the ride now."

"That's what I'm talking about!" he exclaimed.

"Excuse me, sir?"

"The humor you guys have!" He looked at her and then as an afterthought, "And pardon my not being politically correct, but I come from another era."

Sam couldn't help but laugh, "I won't tell anyone sir!"

"I appreciate that! I think the Press Secretary would resent me for awhile if she had to deal with any fall out from my comment."

"The advantages of working in a top secret facility, sir, no PR!"

The VP wholeheartedly agreed with her, "Yeah! What ever happened to just being able to do your job in peace and not having every single thing you do scrutinized in the public eye?"

"I don't know sir," she offered lightly.

As he lowered the aircraft towards the unknown planet's surface he realized what it was about the SGC that he enjoyed, "That's how you all deal with it, isn't it?"

She looked at him quizzically. "Sir?"

"The humor, the banter… I've never felt such a comfortable feeling at a base or on a carrier… And you guys probably have the most important job on the planet. It's a defense mechanism isn't it?"

Sam thought about her answer and hesitated.

"Permission to speak freely Colonel… Off the record."

"We have to sir, otherwise the stress can get to someone… And since we can't share what we do with anyone outside of the base the people on the base become that much closer… And with respect to SG-1 and General O'Neill… Well, sir, we worked together alongside one another for over seven years… You get to know your teammates really well when you're stuck on another planet… So, yeah I guess you could say the humor is a defense mechanism, it probably stops us from wanting to kill each other…" She looked up and smiled slyly, "Especially between the General and Daniel!"

He had a hard time controlling the ship through his laughter, he definitely saw what she was talking about, he could see each one getting on each other's nerves. "I can see that! It probably doesn't help that the General is a bad influence."

She smiled triumphantly at the Vice President, "Something like that sir!"

"How is he as a commander?" he asked her seriously.

She seriously answered him, "Everything I learned about being a field team leader, I learned from him."

Robbie interjected, "No one get's left behind?"

Sam looked back at him, "Yes sir. He upholds that value so much that it spread to the whole base, not just to SG-1 when he was leading it. We all know that if we go out there and something goes wrong, everyone at the SGC will do everything they can to bring us home, sir. In the field, I would want him backing me up."

"And with the science?" he asked her with a smile, he'd already seen his reaction to science.

Sam smiled, "He knows what he doesn't know, sir. He trusts the scientists to know what they are doing."

"He has the utmost confidence in you especially," he informed her. "The other night he told me about some of your ideas that have saved Earth and our allies."

Sam looked down humbly.

"Sometimes I think he has too much faith in me coming up with a plan, sir."

"No, I don't think so… I think he just knows he can trust you, he has faith in you and your abilities Colonel… And so do I."

"Thank you, sir, but I haven't done anything alone, we do it all as a team."

Robbie smirked, "And you're humble too I see."

She returned the smile, "Yes, sir."

"What else can you tell me about General O'Neill?"

"He's very loyal, sir. And as much as he'd like others to think that he's not smart, he is." She laughed as she thought of some of his other characteristics, "He hates paperwork!"

"Don't we all?"

"Yes, sir," she couldn't help but laugh.

TBC

A/N: I'm not completely sure what Robbie Jackson's call sign was, but a website stated that it was Spade One, so I'm going to use that.

Also, Robbie Jackson's behavior is probably most definitely a lot more loose than you would find in Clancy's novels. Then again he probably never would have travelled to another planet or gone up into space. So my take is that he would let loose and just enjoy it and set aside protocol just a little bit!

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