A/N: Just a little idea that's been running around my brain.
Disclaimer: Don't own Stargate, but I have grey and blue paint so I can pretend I do.
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"Dial us out, NOW!" the young Major shouted, running backwards towards the gate and holding a zat gun in front of him.
The doctor paused in her rapid pressing of the panels on the DHD and glanced over her shoulder, giving a silent curse as she noted that the as yet unidentified but obviously pissed off alien was gaining on her friend.
"We're dialing too early!" she cried, turning back to her task, "We're going to get caught in the rift!"
The Major spared a look in her direction after he came to a halt a yard behind her, covering their six as she hesitated, her hand resting over the point of origin.
"It's better than being caught by this ugly son-of-a-bitch!" he cried.
She acknowledge his comment and activated the wormhole, punching in their Iris code and praying that her teammate's calculations we're off by just a fraction so they could avoid the time dilation effects that the rift would cause.
She had little hope of that, Jacob was never wrong about these things.
They dove through the gate.
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"Unauthorized activation" Walter Davis' familiar voice bounced around the control room unnoticed by his coworkers.
Incidents such as this had become such a common event over the past nine years that no one took a very huge interest in them anymore.
Walter repeated the necessary lines of information that followed his initial announcement to General O'Neill presently standing behind him.
"Incoming traveler, receiving IDC"
The code registered on the computers but something was amiss. Walter frowned and keyed a few commands into the gate computer before turning in his seat to face the General.
"Sir, the computer says this code belongs to SG-9 but they returned from their mission on PR5-F72 three hours ago" his tone was one of concern.
Walter knew what happened when days at the SGC began with more unusual then the usually unusual occurrences; first they got a strange arrival, next someone got hurt, after that something got blown up, then a select group of people (normally SG-1) would either start disappearing or exhibiting rakish forms of behavior, and later a snooty politician arrived demanding to know what the hell was going on and why it had almost caused global destruction.
Jack sighed as if he had been through this before and remembered that he hadn't enjoyed it the first time around.
"Let's open the Iris for kicks, shall we?" the General said, tossing on a mellow smile to go with his spice of sarcasm.
"Yes, Sir" Walter said, adding his own little sigh, because he knew he'd been through this before, and he had certainly not enjoyed it the first time…in fact he had found the scenario rather painful.
The Iris yawned apart from the gate just in time for two figures to stumble through.
The security personnel were immediately ready with weapons hoisted into position and protective shields in place.
The two figures glanced at each other, exchanging frustrated expressions, and raised their hands, one of them dropping a zat down the ramp in the process.
Jack entered the gate room to inspect their guests.
A man wearing standard BDUs with the rank of Major pinned to them. He had thick, light brown hair cut close to his scalp in military fashion and blue eyes that were sharp and keen.
There was something extremely familiar about him but Jack couldn't pinpoint it.
The woman standing next to him had chin length hair of almost the same color but it was a much darker shade and could have been mistaken for brunette in the right lighting. Her eyes were also blue but less piercing and harbored an undertone of white flecks, and she wore gold-rimmed glasses that blended perfectly into her face. She also wore BDUs but there was nothing on her uniform to indicate her rank.
Again, someone who looked very familiar…
"Hey, Kids" Jack greeted cheerfully, "I don't believe we've met so how about exchanging names before I send you off to be mercilessly interrogated?"
The man dragged his eyes down from where they had rolled upwards and glued themselves to the ceiling when Jack had entered the room.
"This is so not a good day," the man murmured to himself but loud enough for the woman next to him and Jack to hear.
"Is that…?" the woman questioned, scrutinizing Jack.
"Oh yeah" the man replied.
"Then we're…?"
"Yup"
"And mine is…?"
"Still alive"
"Oh" was how she finished their fractured conversation, looking nonchalant and undisturbed at the mess they had just walked into.
Jack glanced between the two of them for a moment, "So…you guys have names…explanations…anything along those lines?"
The man smirked, "I'm Luke Skywalker, this is Han Solo, and you're Darth Vader"
Jack blinked, trying to register the joke that had been delivered in the form of his signature brand of humor.
The man glanced at his companion with a quirky smile, "The Darth Vader line, seriously?"
"Clever" she replied monotonously.
He nodded, "I thought so"
"Okay, if you don't want to tell me who you are-" Jack began.
"My name is Dr. Amanda Jackson" the girl finally revealed, "Skywalker here…" she motioned towards her friend, "Is Jacob O'Neill"
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After going through a standard pat down, thorough physical exam, and final threat assessment, Jacob and Amanda were brought to the briefing room and stared at for a long period of time by SG-1 and General O'Neill.
Daniel was the first to break the silence, "So, Jackson as in…?" he questioned, raising his eyebrows.
Amanda seemed startled by him, she hadn't stopped staring at Daniel in utter shock since he'd entered the room, and she was not able to answer the question he posed now.
Jacob glanced at her wearily, then replied on her behalf, "As in your daughter" he said.
Their was a collective reaction of appall cut a different turn of expression from each individual in the room: Teal'c raised an eyebrow, Sam sucked in a breath and glanced at Daniel, Jack leaned back in his chair and got an expression on his face that clearly stated he was vacant about the whole issue, and Daniel scrunched his forehead and starred at his apparent prodigy.
"And O'Neill as in…?"
To this Jacob smiled coyly and shifted his eyes from Jack to Sam until he had them looking at each other nervously.
"As in Dad-I mean, Jack and Samantha's boy"
Carter quickly broke eye contact with her CO and looked at Jacob with a renewed perspective.
Jack seemed to finally realize where he was and what he was doing and faced the two people seated across from them all.
"You've gotta be like, what? Twenty-five?" the General asked.
"Listen" Jacob said, leaning forward, "I can't tell you that much about your futures because it might screw up the timeline…hell, just us being here has probably screwed it up enough, but I can give you a preliminary outline of what happened and why."
"He talks like you" Jack commented to Sam in a sidelong manner.
"He jokes like you" Sam answered back, still trying to wrap her super nova sized brain around the possibility that she could be sitting here talking to the future son of her and her CO.
"Right…" Jacob muttered languidly, "Anyway, Cassandra authorized-"
"Cassandra?" Sam interrupted, "Cassandra Frasier?" she asked incredulously. The three parents stared at them.
Amanda seemed to have snapped herself back to reality because she closed her eyes and leaned her head on her hand in exasperation, "Yes, Civilian Administrator Cassandra Frasier, who is head of the SGC in our time, authorized Jacob and I to gate to this new planet to collect some artifacts from an Ancient outpost our SG exploratory team discovered there"
"We would have brought Lif'kel along, but he was on Keb visiting his mother Ishta-" Jacob was interrupted again.
"Lif'kel?" Tea'c inquired calmly.
"Yes, he's your son Teal'c…Yours and Ishta's" Amanda explained, trying to be patient, "Together, Lif'kel, Jacob, and I are SG-1"
There was another collective response of surprise.
"Anyway, we had trouble dialing the planet at first, so I ran a diagnostic but the gate system was fine. I actually had a hunch about the problem ever since our exp. team had gone there the first time. You see, the address came from the list of worlds on the Ancient database that you, dad, downloaded into our computers, and it was pretty far out of our own galaxy, the furthest we'd ever attempted to gate to.
"I reviewed some data from the UAV about the cosmological situation surrounding the planet-"
"You used the UAV to scan outside the planet's atmosphere?" Carter said in an impressed tone, "How did you manage to rig it to perform that operation"
Jacob seemed pleased at her acknowledgement, "Oh, well all I had to do was take apart the-"
"Jacob" Amanda said, "I'd love to hear you prove once again how brilliant you are with techno stuff, but we don't have a whole lot of time here" she tapped her watched pointedly.
"Right" Jacob said, "So I reviewed the data and found that due to the extreme distance and the fact that the planet's orbit was at least five hours more rapid than ours in completing it's rotations around it's sun, there was a slight time delay in our being able to establish a lock. The reason it worked the first time without a hitch is because we got lucky and dialed out during the planet's morning hours where it's aligned just within the reach of our compensation program.
"After realizing this we were able to establish another successful wormhole but we had to use caution about our mission time frame because further apart planets are, the bigger the difference in light years. Normally the gate would compensate for this but the earth gate has no companion DHD and therefore it does not have all the same natural functions as other gates do. We've been able to make up for lot of that by creating our own bypass programs and such but it's like-"
"Working with a computer that doesn't have a monitor" Carter interjected.
Jacob nodded, "Yes. It's capable of performing the same functions but not unless it's operators have a basic visual and tactical guide to give it the proper commands. Our computer programs so far have only been able to compensate for the stellar drift and distance of the addresses on the Abydonian cartouche because that's all we initially planned and calculated for. We still haven't finished wading through all the Ancient addresses that are sitting on our hard-drives"
Jack was rubbing his forehead vigorously, "Is anyone besides me completely lost here?" he grumbled.
The other men in the room also seemed to have blanked out.
"What Jacob's trying to say here" Amanda said, taking over the explaining process, "in his oh so lengthy and detailed way is that the distance between earth and the planet was slightly further then we have yet to prepare our gate system for. Somehow that distance causes a periodic time rift so that when you dial out from that planet's gate, the further away from the world you're dialing to, the further back in time you'll be sent when you arrive at your destination."
"So it's like…solar flares?" Jack asked.
"Not exactly-"
Amanda placed a hand over Jacob's mouth to stave off another scientifically correct information barrage.
"Yes, kind of" she said in a compromising manner, "Jacob thought we could dial back at the proper time before a rift was created, but we were attacked by some unknown alien while gathering artifacts from the thought to be abandoned outpost. We had to dial out sooner than we expected and ended up here"
"That still doesn't explain how you have SG-9's current IDC…If you're from the future SGC it would be a security risk to use old codes" Daniel said.
"When Cassie was elected commander of the SGC, Mrs. O'Neill…I mean, Sam told her about the time the former SG-1 was sent back in time and about the different scenarios that could create opportunities for time travel when coming and going through the gate. As a precaution, she had some of our technologists install recall devices in our GDOs. It connects to earth's computer and the last logged IDC, records it, then sends it back to our GDO so we can emulate it in case of emergencies."
"Isn't that a little risky?" Daniel asked.
Amanda shrugged, "The recall technology is exclusive to earth and you have to have a special code to activate it so even if it did fall into enemy hands, they'd still need to know our codes first hand. I activated the recall because I knew we were running early and I didn't want to risk us splattering against an Iris"
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