Cheyenne Mountain

Walking toward the building,I didn't have a clue what to think. "I hope these people are civil"I said to herself.I had grown up around military bases allmy life. Why was Cheyenne Mountain different? Was it because of what is done there, or what will be done there? Asking myself these questions all last nightI hardly slept. It was like the first day of high school, being nervous but not knowing why. SuddenlyI saw a briskly man dressed in battle dress uniform..."I wonder if he knows where to go?"

"Excuse me," reading his rank, he was a liutenant, 1st Liutenant Crombie. He turned as if trying to stop me like I was lost.

"Miss, this is a highly restricted area, can I escort you out?" He spoke. With a chuckle I tried to find something to reply back.

"Yes, Lt. I know, will you please escort me to the briefing room? I have a highly restricted meeting to attend their with a Gen. Hammond."

Surprised but with a light-hearted humor about it, he guided me to an elevator where we went eleven stories down. Finally after two years of trying to make the stargate into a reality, I am going to see it, well its about damn time.

We turned the corner to see a grand control room where there was a window..trying to see through the window I saw it was shut. "The Stargate must be behind there.

"So, as soon as Capt. Samantha Carter arrives the meeting will take place..." as the General was talking, the door swooshed open, only seconds later, a tall, blonde haired woman appeared through the other side.

Well a room full of meat heads,I thought to herself. I am just going to make the best of it. After all I am a great astronomer...

"Sit down..." Col. O'Neill stuttered. "Capt. Samantha Carter, Sir" "Yes, of course, well sit across from me, Capt."

Slowly moving across the well lit and decorated room, taking note of everyone sitting down, there looked to be about seven or eight people in the room. All of their own importanceI was sure. Finally getting to the seatI plopped down and poured myself a short glass of water.

"So to get things started...first on our agenda would be to get everyone aquainted seeing how all of you are going to be working closely with one another. So I will just pop into my office for half an hour and then we will continue on with this briefing, and by briefing I do mean brief." Hammond chuckled silently to himself.

Glancing over to her sideI saw a frail looking man with these perfectly round spectacles. Wondering what he was their for, he suddenly started talking, on his own perogative.

"Well, hello everyone, I guess I will be the conversation starter today..." For a secondI thought he might be about to throw up. So I movedmy chair over a little away from his. Seeing this O'Neill began to chuckle, "this is gonna be fun" he said to himself.

"...Well my name is Dr. Daniel Jackson, I am a world reknown archaeologist." The room began in an uproar of laughter. "So what do you think you will bring to the stargate program, Dr. Archaeologist?" a man by the name of LT. COL. Kowalsky replied with a continuing smirk on his unshaven face.

"I don't know, maybe the fact that you will be going on uncharted worlds and will definetly need someone to translate ruins, artifacts and such, Meathead."

Sam, wondered to herself where she knew the artifact man from. He was so familiar yet she could not quite finger it. Oh, Bingo, I know he was the...

"Scuse me Dr. Jackson but aren't you the one who tried to say ancient aliens created the Egyptian Pyramids four years ago? I saw that incredible speech you made on it. Wow and what redicule you took for it. Did you even have any kind of tangible evidence of it except for your wild archaeologist theories?"I stopped herself from rambling on, knowingI could go for hours at a time.

"Well, unfortunatley yes I was Capt. Carter. Thanks for reminding me that's the only reason why I am world reknowned. I did have evidence and everything no one was willing to be open to the idea of aliens on our world. And today is the day I prove them all wrong."

Jack suddenly became interested, looked up from his...whatever he was doing. "To be specific, Dr. Jackson, you can't and won't prove anyone wrong today or ever, need I remind you of the classified documents you agreed to sign?"

With an annoyed look, Daniel had a speechless reply. A little while after that the General walked back from whatever he does in his office. "Well everyone, I just got off the phone with the Secretary of Defense. And he has okayed our plans, so lets get started, now. Before we start though, does any one have any questions or concerns?"

Looking around the room everyone was preoccupied with what they wanted to do later that evening.

So, with no obvious objections Hammond started.

"As to kick things off, I would like to thank all of you for coming, not like any of you had much of a say in the matter.." Gen. Hammond proceeded. Before he continued Daniel Jackson had a sudden forgotten question.

Wondering wether or not to answer the doctor, Hammond mistakingly did anyway. "Yes, Jackson?"

"Well, sir, I just would like to say that I think I should be apart of the first team, I believe SG-1 is what its called..."

O'Neill broke him off. "Wait, you are definetly not being on my team, I say my team cause, well I am always first team. And not to to mention you are way too much of a liability and I refuse to be responsible for your achaelogistic a...

"Hold up everyone! Before anyone says anything else, let me finish what I have to say. Now last night and for the past couple months we have been deciding on how we should move forward with this stargate. The possibilities are endless its only the risks that are being considered. Now if the President gives us the go ahead then we are clear to start our gate travel."

The general paused for a moment before opening the floor for questions, still awed at the fact that any of this was even possible. That astrophysics would even allow it but most of all that he was chosen to do this.

"Sir,"I spoke up for the first time to the General, "In complete agreement with O'Neill's statement, an archaeologist has no place on the front line. As I am aware, Jackson's wife may be out there, and in saying that it may cause the doctor to act in an over emotional way, I believe that Dr. Jackson would and will be helpful to the SGC program and should be kept on staff, but should not be placed on a team at this time, especially not one of your first most important team as SG-1 would assumably be."

Everyone was shocked at this sudden outburst. She seemed to not only be knowledeable but had some amount of military savvy. For a while the room was speechless except for daniel of course who seemed to want to debate every thing that was said.

Being that everyone was enthrawlled with the spew between Jackson and Carter, most of all O'Neill, everyone was silent waiting for there reply.

"I am shocked and annoyed to find you out of all people here Capt. to be such single minded and selfishly not understanding of my postion being yourself of such high caliber!"

"Yes Dr. Jackson, I would agree with you that I am an astrophysician, but foremost I am a Captain in the United States Air Force before anything else. And before anything else you are a civilian, that in all right should not even be present at this meeting today. Being a Civilian you lack certain...abilities that may cause yourself or someone else an injury that could of well been avoided. As I am sympathetic with you, I see it making no difference you being on SG-1 or not. And I also expect you to address me and all of us here with the proper respect that we so deserve."

Ifinished with her spirit crushing reply, as the General finally brought it to an end.

"Just wondering, Carter but how many hours have you logged in for the flight simulator and combat training?" Jack asked surprised at how proficently she replied to the archaeologist's statements, and amazed at her sense of pride she seemed to have to top off her undoubt wit.

"About 1500hrs sir. I can handle myself in any and all situations and could kick your ass pretty well I think, all due respect sir."

"Well Carter, I would like to see you back up your theory, and I happen to like women a very lot, especially the ones in bdu's.

As to see an end between the easy conversation between the two, Hammond called the room to attention.

"Now I will not have my people acting so laxed, there will be some civilness in my command even if I am commanding the SGC Program."

"Yes, Sir" Col. O'Neill replied.

"Sorry Sir"I answered.

"Of course Sir" stumbled out Lt. Col.. Kowalksy.

"Okay, ROOM ATTENTION," everyone got ready for dismissal wondering what to do next. ''ROOM DISSMISSED!" the guard yelled as Hammond ordered the meeting adjourned till the next day.

As everyone was leaving Carter and O'Neill lingered behind.I was gathering her unneeded paperwork and Jack...well hell, he didn't even know why he stayed but as long as he did he may as well get off what had been on his chest for so long.

"Do you have something to say, Colonel?"I asked hurriedly asI was about to go home, tomy newly bought first home in Colorado Springs, Colorado.

"Uh...Yeah I do. Me and some friends..."

"Some friends and I you mean"I corrected him smiling in a jokingly way asI motioned for him to continue.

"Some friend and I are going out to dinner tomorrow night to get reaquainted, and to get aquainted with possible new one...okay I that last part was a fuckin lie. So I am just gonna come out and ask. Do you wanna go out for dinner with me and some of my friends...er, friends and I?" Jack finally finished.

Slowly thinking about plansI had,I wondered ifI should go out or not. Then again,I did not even unpackmy things, but that could wait.I knew that most of Jack's friends were higher officers and not to mention him. Would she have to call everyone sir all night long? I don't know what to say or how to actI thought to myself.

"That's okay Col. O'Neill, I am really busy moving in to my new place anyways, and I would not want to intrude..."

"Carter, its not intruding if I asked you to come, but okay I won't force it. Anyway I want you to know that if you changed you mind its tommorrow at 8:30 at O'Rielys. Don't be too shy, even the archaeologist is going...it be a lot more fun if you were there." The colonel said as he tried to make a quick but yet at the same time slow exit. As he left allI could do but watch his muscular body leaving the briefing room and turning the corner.

"Man, why do all the good guys have to be either gay or in the military?" Oh wellI thought, just my luck. So that cold August evening would be one the Capt. would no doubt remember, for a long time.I gathered her things and left the room to go catch a few hours of sleep before the surely tiring day ahead of me, with the thoughts of Jack's proposal of dinner at the back ofmy head.

Samantha's home

Iarrived atmy newly bought ivory door at roughly 11 o'clock. Turning the key into the door handleI stepped insidemy prized doll-like house after what seemed to be hours. Dropping everythingI carried at the door table,I tiredly treaded over each step asI reached the top the hallway seemed to trail on for an unconcievable amount of time.Getting tothe bedI began to peel offthe Military dress uniform:a simple skirt, ugly shoes and the standard shirt. All butthe bra and underwear remained, too bewildered with exhaustion,I managed to crawl into bed whereand fell to sleep.

"yawn", The sun was already starting to rise at only 5:00. "Well, I better get up and report to work." Still beyond tired, somehow managing to get up fromthe bed which was big, fluffy and luriourious with endefinite comforte and delicate style. Pushing my uniform, service dress, overmy golden blonde hair. "shit, I am already late for my first meeting."I stuck the key into the car ignition and revved it up. Backing it upI managed to bump her trashcan, ignoring it she hurriedly sped away to Cheyyenne Mountain.