Chapter Two:
Stargate Command, Cheyenne Mountain
Jack O'Neill stopped what he was doing to watch his 2iC Samantha Carter. Fiddling with a machine they had no idea of the purpose, he watched as she adjusted the last buttons with a screwdriver and turned to Daniel, who consequently turned to Jack.
"Any idea?" Daniel asked, looking at the machine.
Jack shrugged.
"Well, he made it when he had the Ancients knowledge downloaded in his brain…he might not remember. The only way might to be to play it by ear."
Jack glared at Carter.
"Play it by EAR? May I remind you where that got us LAST time I stuck my head in an Ancient machine?"
Sam looked sheepish.
"Well, what else are we going to do? None of out allies know anything about the design…there was no writings of any kind…"
Jack sighed, his hand clutching his temple.
Sam smiled slightly.
"All you need to do is press the little red button sir…"
Jack glared, pinching his nose, he lowered his hand to the button and was pushing it in when;
"Hold on a minute!" Pulling his hand away sharply, he turned to Daniel.
"What?"
Daniel smiled. "The light should be off." He turned and flicked the switch, Teal'c following his movements with his eyes as Jack sighed and reached out, flicking the switch.
Suddenly engulfed in white light, Daniel blocked his eyes, opening them again to find the machine in tact.
But Sam and Jack missing.
Daniel swore.
Atlantis, Pegasus Galaxy
Jack blinked several times, the white light fading from his vision as he noticed several guns pointed in their direction. Coughing, he turned to see Sam standing beside him, her hand outstretched as if she had been reaching for something. Realizing his own hand was still in the position similar to hers, he snatched it away, looking at the giant Stargate in what could be called a Gateroom.
He looked at Sam.
"Looks like we're not in Kansas anymore…" He said, looking around at the shocked faces surrounding them.
Sam coughed.
Ttfn!
