1130 ZULU
Stargate Command
Cheyenne Mountains, CO
"Incoming wormhole!" This time, the intercom wasn't as loud. Landry had managed to pump Jack for information on the volume in an engaging game of chess. Somehow, Gen. O'Neill always won. Landry marched toward the gate room, as was protocol, to greet whoever appeared through the gate. He entered the gate room. After waiting five minutes, he walked over to the intercom in the corner and held down the button.
"Do you have any idea of who is on the other side?" Landry asked.
"It was SG-1's signal, but they don't seem to be…" The dialer was cut short by two blasts impacting directly against the center of the wall from the Stargate. Following the blasts were Lt. Col. Mitchell, Lt. Col. Carter, Daniel Jackson, and Teal'c.
"Finally," said Landry as he marched forward to greet SG-1. "What took you so long?"
"Well, sir, we had a run in with a Goa'uld. He held us captive for a couple of hours before he was killed by another Goa'uld by the name of Tholin. We escaped in the confusion. They probably don't even know we're gone," reported Lt. Col. Mitchell.
"It's just good to know that you're back, safe and sound," replied Landry.
"Intruder on base!" blared the intercom. "He's heading for the gate room."
"He won't get far, no one can get past our security, and even if he does, no one can enter this room without a key card. Suddenly, the doors slid open and Major Hank Griff entered.
"Hello, Major," said Landry. "I didn't expect to see you here." Major Griff continued to march towards Landry. "Major, are you feeling all right?" inquired Landry. The major was two feet away from Landry. He suddenly grabbed him, shoved a gun up his throat, and walked backwards towards the Stargate.
"Stay where you are, if you want your precious general to live," commanded Griff, rather, Griff's mouth was moving, but his voice was much deeper. He had been taken as a host to a Goa'uld. Griff back stepped through the gate taking Landry with him. The gate closed. Suddenly, a stranger came dashing in.
"Hello," said the stranger. "Is this a bad time?"
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1200 ZULU
Stargate Command
Cheyenne Mountains, CO
"So, this "Stargate Program" has been kept a secret from all other military organizations since it was started?" inquired the stranger, whom they discovered was named Harm.
"Exactly, and that's why you need to keep it a secret until the day you die," replied Mitchell.
"And now your CEO has been taken prisoner by an alien that takes over people's bodies?"
"That's correct also," replied Daniel.