Author: Mipcy
Disclaimer: I don't lay claim to any recognizable characters, but I do lay claim to new characters that I have introduced.
AN: I know that this is chapter one again, but since it had so much Spanish in it (sorry guys!) I translated it for you. I forgot that not everyone has at least a basic understanding of Spanish.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow, Jack," Daniel said before he closed his cell phone and walked into his favorite coffee shop, Porphyria's. For some strange reason, he noticed, the line was longer than usual. As he stepped in line, Daniel noticed a short, skinny, red-headed girl with large Daniel-like glasses in front of him, yet he knew that she had most likely never been in the shop before. "New in town?" Daniel asked her.
"Huh? Oh, yes," the girl said as she turned to face him.
"Daniel Jackson," he offered.
"Alexia O'Neill," she said.
"Are you related to Colonel Jack O'Neill?" Daniel asked.
"I don't know who you're talking about, but I guess so. We're a small family," Alexia said.
"I'm not surprised. So, what brings you here?" Daniel asked.
"I just got transferred from a base in Alabama," She said.
"Military?" He asked.
"Yes. Army and loving it. I get to work in labs or go off to digs all day long."
"You want to sit down and talk?"
"Sure."
"What do you want? I'll get it for you."
"Thanks. I just need some hot tea. With cream and sugar."
Only when Daniel came over to the booth Alexia had chosen did he finally notice the large black lab at Alexia's feet. "What kind of service dog is that?" He asked.
"This is Loki. She's a guard dog, but she passes for a service dog," Alexia explained.
"Oh," Daniel said, "So. What do you do with the Army?"
"I'm an archaeologist."
"Neat. Me, too. Linguistics?"
"What do you expect of an archaeologist? Where have you worked?"
"Egypt, the Yucatan…"
"Tu hablas español?" (Do you speak spanish?)
"Si! Estoy muy fuera de práctica. Y tu?" (Yes! However, I'm very out of practice. And you?)
"Si. Muy, muy fuera de practica. Pero yo pienso que persones pensaban que nosotros estamos muchos extraños si nosotros mantener hablado en español." (Yes. Very very out of practice. But I think that people will think that we're strange if we keep speaking in spanish.)
"Yo pienso tu eres correcto. Look. I have to go, but this is my number. Call me later. I'll help you settle in. (I think you're right.)
When Daniel walked into the briefing room on Monday morning, he discovered Sam, Jack, Teal'C, General Hammond, and Tanith-Alexia and Loki sitting at the conference table. Well, Loki wasn't so much sitting at the table as lounging under it.
"Doctor Jackson, please take a seat," the General said.
"Jackson?" Tanith asked as she turned around, "Daniel! Tu no me diré tu trabaje aquí!" (Daniel! You didn't tell me you worked here!)
"Lo siento mucho, pero tu no diré que tu hubiste ordenes venir aquí." (I'm very sorry, but you didn't tell me you had orders for here.) (AN: or something like that. It translates kinda funny)
"Lo siento yo no pensé." (I'm sorrry. I didn't think.)
"Inglés, por favor," Jack interrupted rather rudely, "You two know each other?" (English, please.)
"Daniel was the first person I met when I came to town-besides my realtor," Tanith said.
"We met in my coffee shop," Daniel said.
"oh. Coffee a big thing back home?" Sam asked.
"No, I was actually getting tea. I just didn't know where my tea was at the time and I was in need of some major caffeine. We were in line and started talking. WE then sat down and proceeded to talk for four hours, and have seen each other every day since."
"We really need to get on with the briefing. Colonel O'Neill, would you like to tell SG-1 why you're here?" The General asked.
"I don't really know why I'm here, sir," Jack said.
"He meant me. I'm here, a: as a new member of SG-1, and b: as a trainer for select members of SG teams. Two members of select SG Teams will become a handler. Not every team will have dogs, but each team that does have a dog will have two, except for SG-1 because Loki's attached to me."
"Why's that?" Jack asked.
"It's actually kind of embarrassing…when we were in Egypt, I kept on getting in trouble because I couldn't see well and my glasses kept on being broken and I refused contacts-Daniel understands my sentiments, I'm sure-anyway, I kept on getting in trouble…falling down drain shafts, being kidnapped by all manner of people, touching the wrong artifacts…they decided they being my c.o. and buddies- they decided that it was time to get me a guide dog," Tanith said sheepishly.
"Does this remind us of someone?" Jack asked.
"Shut up! Just because I'm curious doesn't mean anything! Luck's just against me!" Daniel said, looking rather angry.
"Sorry, Danny, but it's true. You get in trouble nearly every day," Jack apologized-well, sort of.
"Now that everyone has met Colonel O'Neill-by the way, you two are going to have to figure that out- if everyone would look at the folders in front of you we have a simple recon mission to discuss," the General said.
"Recon?" Jack asked, "But I thought that was for the recon teams."
"Only when you have seasoned members. This time you have a new member of the team," General Hammond declared.
"So, what're we doing?" Jack asked.
"This planet has a group of people that seem to be far behind us technologically. You are to do what you usually do," General Hammond said, "Oh, and Lieutenant Ben O'Neill will be joining you as well. Therefore, the team will have to be restructured. Tanith, you will be in charge of what will be considered SG1-A. You will have Sam, Janet, and Loki. Jack, you will be in charge of SG1-B. You will have Daniel, Teal'C, and Ben. Jack is in charge of SG1 as a whole. You leave in one hour."
