2004
Colorado Springs
Harry Maybourne wasn't particularly surprised when Jack O'Neill showed up on his doorstep. He was surprised by his companion, even moreso when said companion, a young brunette woman who looked to be somewhere in her early twenties, literally smashed his front door to pieces with her bare hands. "Wha…? Jack, what's going on—"
O'Neill drew his Browning. Sensibly, Maybourne shut up pretty quickly. "Hey Harry, always an unpleasure."
"That ain't a word, Jack."
O'Neill shook his head at the girl. "What are you, a talking dictionary?" She stuck her tongue out at him. Turning back to Maybourne, O'Neill glared. "Harry, I got two bits of news for ya. First, seems your buddies in the NID're trying to mess with us again, using strategies you devised. And second, this is your daughter Faith."
Faith glared at Maybourne. "Hi, Dad."
The last thing Maybourne saw before he lost consciousness was her fist.
Crossover with Stargate SG-1.