Chapter Eleven:


Stargate Command, Cheyenne Mountain


Daniel sighed, watching with mild interest as Teal'c looked once again at Daniel's desk.

"What shall we do now, Daniel Jackson?" Daniel looked at the desk.

"Okay," He started, "We have the energy signature of the ship that took the machine, right?" Teal'c nodded, "Well, who do we know with the resources available to get beam technology without using any kind of Gou'ald ship…"

Teal'c smiled.

"The trust, Daniel Jackson."

Daniel nodded in agreement.

"The trust. I think that's where we should start. They're the only ones who would know we have a machine in our possession."

"But where will we start our search Daniel Jackson?"

Daniel's face frowned in thought. "Let's go have a chat with Agent Barret."

Teal'c nodded.


Agent Barret, Sam's informant, had a cozy little office on the west side of town, Daniel shifted slightly in the leather chair, looking at the pictures of a happy family spread out all over the desk.

Barrett sighed.

"I don't know if I can help you much…" He whispered, a sad look settling on his young features. "This situation is delicate to say the least. Several innocent people are layered into it…going up against the Trust with this could cause major problems."

Daniel's frown deepened.

"Agent, you should know, at the moment we don't really care. We need that machine to get Colonel Carter and General O'Neill back from who knows where. Now, are you going to help us, or not?"

Teal'c looked approvingly at his comrade. He didn't think Daniel Jackson could play this…baseball. No, wait…Hardball.

The brown haired man nodded tiredly.

"Okay," He said in quiet defeat, "I'll give it to you. On one condition. Whatever you do, you never came to me. I have a family to worry about now."

Daniel nodded in understanding, taking the papers from Barrett's hand and standing up. Teal'c followed suit.

"Deal. Now, I can't even remember why we're here, so me and my friend will leave you alone. Thanks for nothing."

Outside, Daniel glanced at the papers.

"Does it contain the information we need, Daniel Jackson?"

Daniel grinned.

"Looks like we're going to Vancouver!"

Teal'c frowned.

"Now is not the time Daniel Jackson to pick up a carpet cleaner!"

Daniel frowned in confusion.

"Oh! No Teal'c! Vancouver! It's a place in Canada. The Trust is keeping the machine there in a lab."

Teal'c nodded in understanding.

"I'll go call for a car to be sent up." Daniel said, looking around before pulling out his cell phone.

Teal'c nodded approvingly.

"I will go and purchase Donuts for our journey."

Daniel frowned at him, before nodding and smiling.


"So…" Daniel began as the car slowly flowed past a large sign stating' Welcome to Vancouver! Home to the hit TV series Wormhole X-Treme',

"Wanna go meet the cast?" He wiggled his eyebrows in the direction of the sign.

Teal'c raised his eyebrows.

"I did not think members of the SGC we're to promote this show…"

Daniel shrugged.

"I just think the chick is hot."

Teal'c nodded.

"As do I, Daniel Jackson. And the alien is intriguing. His silent manner…it's different."

Daniel laughed as the car sped down the highway, his laughter echoing through the wind.


"Is this where the machine is being held by the Trust?" Teal'c asked, looking out the window at the large white building facing them.

Daniel nodded.

As they climbed out of the car, Daniel noted the roads and alleys around them – just incase things turned ugly.

Teal'c was the first to bring up what Daniel didn't.

"Shall we sneak around to the back of the Establishment, Daniel Jackson?"

Daniel nodded mutely, as she slowly walked through the dark alley back. They slowly and carefully walked past broken bottles, cardboard boxes, and the scraps of metal that once apon a time made a P90.

Teal'c stopped at the door and turned to face Daniel, pulling a pistol from his waistband. Daniel did the same.

"Shall we go Daniel Jackson?" Daniel nodded nervously.

It was time to get their friends back.

Ttfn!