Author's Note: I own naught but Selene Douvre and this story. Everything else is own by their respective companies and studios
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Half an hour later, Selene stood in front of the elevator doors waiting and thinking. She didn't understand what happened on that world that SG-1 visited, but she knew that she would eventually…it was just a matter of time.
"Uh, Dr. Douvre?" Selene turned around and watched Daniel as he stopped a couple of feet away from her. Daniel grinned slightly as he adjusted his glasses.
"What?" she asked. Sure, it would have been easier to just read his mind and find out what he wanted, but Selene was already getting a headache from the buzzing of thoughts and emotions within the base.
Daniel cleared his throat. "I just wanted to apologize for what happened earlier."
Selene gave the archeologist a small, half-smile. "There's nothing to apologize for Dr. Jackson."
"Please, call me Daniel." He smiled. Selene shrugged as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Turning, she walked into it and pushed a button.
Daniel entered the elevator after her and watched as the doors closed. As the elevator slowly dropped to one of the lower levels of the facility, he looked over at the geneticist curiously.
Selene ignored his staring and concentrated on blocking thoughts and emotions, using the meditative techniques she learnt during her time at both the Xavier Institute and her time in Japan.
Daniel cleared his throat. "So, Dr. Douvre…"
Selene looked over at him out of the corner of her eye. "Yes?"
"Would you like to join us for lunch? My team and I, I mean."
Selene shrugged. "Sure, why not?"
Daniel smiled at her as the elevator stopped. Selene wordlessly followed Daniel down the hall, towards the commissary.
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Selene and Daniel ate in silence as personnel came and went in the commissary. Daniel was somewhat confused about the newest member of the SGC; at the same time, in awe as her "gift."
Selene, however, was trying to keep her headache from progressing into a migraine at the buzzing and whispers rushing through her head. Every few seconds, she would get a wave of intrigue as Marines checked her out before they left to continue their duties.
After a few minutes, Daniel decided that it was time to break the silence. "So, Dr. what did you do before coming here?" He smiled at her from his seat across the table.
Selene shrugged, leaning back, a glass of tea in her hand. "I worked at the Mure Island Research Facility in Scotland for three years. Before that, I took a break to visit Japan and a few other countries."
"Oh?"
She nodded. "Yeah. I had to…take a couple of years off from my work and studies." She sipped on her tea, ending the conversation.
Daniel sighed inwardly. He had hoped he could get her to open up and talk. Unfortunately for him, she wasn't like the usual scientists and doctors here on the base. He could tell she wasn't much for small talk, even if he had only met her around an hour ago.
Fortunately for Daniel, the rest of his team decided to grace the Commissary with their presence as that time. After a quick trip through the line to fill their trays with food—stockpiling in the case of Teal'c—the remaining members of SG-1 walked over.
"Hey, Daniel, these seats taken?" Jack asked as he sat down next to Selene. The geneticist merely ignored the Colonel as she picked at what was left of her salad.
Daniel shook his head before getting up to get some more coffee. Sam to the seat across from Jack, and Teal's pulled a chair over, sitting to the other side of Selene.
"So…how do you like the base so far Doc?" Jack asked Selene before he took a huge bite of his sandwich. Selene glanced at him out of the corner of her eye before taking another drink of her tea.
Sam smiled, eating a spoonful of blue jell-o. "I admit, it'll take a while for you to get used to it here Dr. Douvre, but don't worry. We aren't all as bad as the Colonel here."
Jack looked at Sam pouting. "Hey, I'm not that bad Carter!" Teal'c raised an eyebrow questioningly, but remained silent. He knew from the time he has spent with these humans, that this was how they expressed their like and respect for one another.
Selene shrugged. "With the exception of the noise and constant buzzing in my ears, it's alright here." She took a sip of her tea before continuing. "I guess it'll take me a good week to sort through all the noises."
Daniel smiled at her. "That's good. We wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable here." Daniel looked at Jack, blinking. "What?"
Jack grinned as he finished his sandwich.
Sam rolled her eyes before looking towards the double doors of the Commissary. A short woman in a white lab coat walked towards them, a tray in her hands.
"Hey guys, mind if I join you?" Janet asked, smiling at the group. Jack shrugged as Daniel grabbed a chair from a nearby table and set it next to him for the doctor. Smiling, Janet Frasier sat down, scooting closer to the table so she could comfortably eat her lunch.
Selene picked at her salad, not really paying attention to what SG-1 and Janet were talking about. It wasn't until a few minutes later that she attracted their attention.
"Dr. Douvre?"
Selene jumped in surprise and looked up to see her tablemates looking at her. "Oh, sorry…"
Daniel shrugged, smiling. "It's alright. Jack zones out all the time when we're talking."
Jack glared at Daniel. "Not all the time. Just when you and Carter are talking about doohickeys and rocks."
Daniel sighs, leaning back in his chair. "They're ruins Jack, not rocks."
"Do they sit around and collect moss and crap? Then they're rocks!"
Janet and Sam look at each other before rolling their eyes and shaking their heads. This was an everyday debate the Colonel and Archeologist had. Janet smiles at Selene as the Geneticist frowns in confusion.
"Don't worry about them. They're always like this." Janet holds out her hand. "Janet Frasier: Chief Medical Officer."
Selene shook the woman's hand. "Selene Douvre. I guess the two of us will be working together on some level."
"Oh? What do you do?"
"I'm a Geneticist and advocate for Mutant rights."
Teal'c raises an eyebrow. "What is a "Mutant" Doctor Douvre?"
