As always, I own nothing. But, I can dream…

"talk"

-thought-

-'telepathy'-

0900 hours, February 2nd, Stargate Command

"I hate stand-down's" groused Jack O'Neill, "nothing to do but paperwork."

"Well, sir, as you drafted the report which said, and I quote, 'All SG teams should contain a minimum of 5 members to ensure necessary skills are always available' and then didn't realise we'd need someone else until after the other teams picked the available mission ready recruits, then I'd say it's your own fault, sir." Said Sam Carter, Jack's 2IC.

"Ah, come on Carter…" began Jack

"SG1 to my office, now" barked the General George Hammonds voice over the intercom.

-What could it be, the stink bomb, not filing my reports for the last six months or the sugar 'n' salt switch. Or…- thought Jack, possibly the most youthful member of the SGC despite his physical age, also, the only Air Force officer to have modified all his uniforms in order to carry a Nintendo Gameboy.

As SG1 trailed into his office, General Hammond looked over his flagship team, the best the SGC had to offer in the war against the Goa'uld, who also provided reports which managed to transcend his pre-SGC experience of the heroism, duty, loyalty and, in Col. O'Neill's case, lateness.

"Have a seat, all of you." He said.

Predictably, Jack reversed his seat before sitting on it.

"As Col. O'Neill requested that I find some way of him avoiding the paperwork necessary to brief someone on a project they had not been cleared for…" Hammond gestured at a pile of papers an inch thick on the table, "… I managed to find a para-military group run out of the army who actually have the same security clearance we do. I requested that they transfer a member of their group to the SGC the join SG1. They agreed. This group, called 'The Initiative' is not to be referred to at any time following this meeting, and your new member may not answer any questions about his old job. Understood?"

"Yes sir."

"Yep"

"Ah, okay"

"Indeed GeneralHammond"

"Oh, and Col. O'Neill…"

"Yes sir?"

"Here's the transfer paperwork for you to fill out." Hammond reached into his desk and pulled out a two-inch thick sheaf of papers, grinning at Jack.

"Aw, sir…"

Daniel raised his hand, "Ah, General, what's the new guy's name?"

"Oh, Maj. Riley Finn, so Jack, your still in charge."

SG1 left the office, Jack mumbling something about bureaucrats being evil, and that they must be Goa'uld, but could he kill them? No.

A cookie for the first to guess who gave which response to the General's "Understand?"

NEXT: SG1 meet Riley Finn. Action, Adventure and…funky smells?