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Jack clapped his hands together. "Sooo…. What's the plan…kids…?"

Daniel shrugged and smiled. Carter and Teal'c seemed to actually be thinking about something.

"Well sir, there will probably be people manning the corridors now that it seems matters with the gate are done… sooo-"

"We should report to General Hammond immediately," Teal'c finished. The three humans looked at him and giggled softly. Teal'c gave them the eyebrow, not exactly understanding what was so funny.

"Teal'c, you don't sound as impressive as you usually do with your really… I mean really deep voice," Daniel explained carefully. Teal'c nodded.

"Thank you, I believe I understand Daniel Jackson."

"So, like Teal'c said, we should find someone before someone finds us," Carter set out.

"And how do you figure we do that Carter? Someone is bound to find us the second we walk outta here. There is a guard just outside this door… somewhere."

"Jack, then what do we do? Wait until Hammond comes by looking for us because we didn't show for the debriefing?" The room fell silent at the inevitable. They all looked at each other, taking in what exactly had happened.

"Okay then…. Votes on what to do? Either walk out of here, get grabbed by the guards and taken roughly to Hammond or they'll confine us to quarters and Hammond will come down here and yell at us… or call Hammond and tell him that he's needed down here – and he'll still probably yell at us asking who we are, how we got here, etc…" Daniel raised a mock skeptical eyebrow.

"Jeez Jack, you'd think this had happened to you before." Little Jack scowled at little Daniel. It looked so funny on the face of a ten year old that Sam had to suppress a giggle.

"Something wrong major?" he demanded.

"N…no sir," she sputtered behind from behind her giggle.

"I didn't think so… now who votes for takin' a walk outside and getting a beating from those Marines?" No one raised their hand. "Good, now, what about calling Hammond down here in an elaborate plan?" The three humans raised their hand, but Teal'c didn't get the meaning of the gesture, so he cocked his eyebrow in confusion.

"I would prefer the second mission O'Neill." Like they said before, it didn't sound as impressive or scary without the deep voice.

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Hammond mulled around in his office. After the false gate alert, everyone had settled back down. He had expected to see SG-1 there, but didn't and now they were late for their debriefing. Where the hell is SG-1? he thought to himself. The general was irked. He wanted to know what that cube was that they brought back from P7C-920 was. Hammond waltzed out of his office and looked at the cube that sat on his table in the debriefing room. It was actually kind of pretty, glowing almost imperceptibly. What had Carter said? It was phosphorescent? Yeah, that was it… damn that woman was smart. George smiled realizing that she was an important part of this operation and that he couldn't afford to lose her. If he lost her, then… Hammond stopped and chuckled, then he lost his finest officer, Colonel Jack O'Neill.

The relationship between the two of them was not lost on Hammond, or on anyone else for that matter. Everyone knew the two loved each other, but, at the same time, they could not because of regulations. Not that he was planning to lose either of them in anyway whatsoever.

So then why am I thinking about it? Hammond wondered briefly. Must have been a passing thought…huh.

Then the phone rang in his office.