Chapter 1- Clueless
Disclaimer- No i don't own it, i'm just borrowing them MGM and other people.
Spoilers- Spoilers for season 9 up to Ex Deus Machina for SG1 and the siege part 2 in SGA well done laddy if you spot it!
Warnings- This chapter contains strong language that some people may find offence. You have been warned now let's get on with it.
---Briefing room, SGC---
Dr Jackson looked hard into his coffee cup, as if the answers would be in the bottom of his cup. It was his third cup of coffee. He had been enjoying a rare night away from the SGC, falling asleep translating an ancient manuscript fresh from Atlantis. Falling asleep watching some cheap B-movie Sam would of delighted in tearing apart for all it's scientific inaccuracies.
It was just gone half four when the phone call came from Agent Barrett, he had not wanted to bother Carter and O'Neill together. Plausible deniability, he can't bust them on a relationship they not suppose to have if he doesn't know about it.
Daniel was at the SGC half an hour after, speaking to the agents on the scene. Teal'c was already there helping by ferocious scorning anyone who even went to the bathroom or stopped to breath.
While Daniel had taken the solemn duty of informing Carter and O'Neill of Cassy's disappearance.
Now watching Sam across the briefing room table and he wished he hadn't. An empty, mournful look filled her bright face now. No one not even Jack could console her. She barely seemed to breath, maybe she was in shock, Daniel was about ready to call Dr Lam and have her check Sam out, when she sighed loudly. Daniel relaxed.
The archaeologist turned silently to the stoic guardian Jaffa, Teal'c. He just sat in his chair expression identical to Sam's on his face. A loud shout blasted from the Briefing room as SG1 minus one turned to see a furious General Jack O'Neill shouting at an contentious Agent Richard Woolsey.
'Woolsey you know you really are an asshole!' That was Jack O'Neill never one for grace when a name calling would suffice.
'I mean Kinsey was an asshole, a stuck up pompous prick. And now that his a Gou'ald. I can't wait to do something extremely…'
'Great his talking about Kinsey.' Daniel muttered in the briefing room as Teal'c, Carter and himself watched the drama unfold in the office next door. 'Now we'll never get any way.' Part of him waited for a smart remark from Mitchell, but his seat was silent. Mitchell was still off-world with SG-8 and Dr Lee. An ancient outpost similar to the one in Antarctic had been found recently after all these years, intact stocked with drones. The International community had jumped at the chance to restock the earth outpost in Antarctic, the surplus bring send to Atlantis onboard the Daedalus.
Something about the luck of this find made Daniel nervous though. As if they should be expecting trouble now that there could defend themselves.
Daniel's thoughts were interrupted by an explosion of voices in the General's office.
'General O'Neill. I don't need to remind you that the SGC now receives the bulk of it's funding from the International Community. This annual review ….' Before the Woolsey could finish Jack was interrupting.
'We have a serious situation here! The planet's in danger! For crying out loud!' He inched close to Woolsey to try an physical threaten the Agent with his height advantage. '
'From a teenage girl? You honestly expect me to believe that one teenage girl can pose such a danger.'
'For crying out loud! She's got Naquada in her blood, enough to make a very big bang!' He threw his arms out to demonstrate, complete with cheap sound effects of an explosion.
'Regardless of her emotional significances to you and your team. The potential threat from her is consider minimal. And I must say I find the timing of this alleged abduction convenient!' Woolsey's face contorted with angry as he spoke. O'Neill locked eyes with the Agent. Now inches apart in the window. Woolsey visible appeared nervous but redolent.
'Oh, he did not just say that did he?' Daniel whipped with sarcasm.
'I believe he accused General O'Neill of deceiving him.' Teal'c added stoically.
'Your pissing me off Woolsey. We do not make things up, we not a television show for crying out aloud!' O'Neill stepped away so he could throw out his arms in meaningless emotional gestures. Why was Jack trying to fix this? Daniel would of stepped in to fix help. But Jack had jumped in, played his general card and deemed the matter classified. Something about Jack's stance seemed odd. Like he was ready to explode.
'One teenage girl who's been through enough! All I'm asking is that you allow SG-1 to go and conduct an investigation of the scene!' Jack was yelling loud enough for half of the SGC to hear. Not exactly classified.
Woolsey spoke coolly, glaring into O'Neill's eyes as he spoke.
'Your team is not a forensics unit, nor are they available for wild expeditions to get out of this review!' The agent filled out and breathed in deep while rising his chest and to stand at head height with the general.
'And quite frankly I don't give a damn about your personnel's family.' O'Neill blinked at the callous man, not quite believing the coldness of his voice.
'Thanks to your former team. The future of this planet now once again depends on the SGC and …' His words were interpreted by Jack O'Neill's sucker-punching him squarely in the face. Now Jack seemed in shock, as Agent Woolsey silently fell to the office floor, unconscious. The general stood in disbelief for a moment while shaking out his hand.
The whole of SG1 sat silently staring at O'Neill. In awe.
He entered the briefing room as his three former team mates got to their feet still in shock.
'Jack…' Daniel trailed off, unsure how to response.
'Sir,' Carter finally spoke,
'What are you guys waiting for? Get out of here already!' O'Neill spoke as he continued to shake out his fist.
'What about him, I mean is he alive?' Daniel poked the question forward, while trying to see past Jack.
'You thinking I can kill people with one punch? Danny boy I'm touched.' O'Neill smirked and grinned with pride. Daniel cursed himself for giving Jack such an opening.
'Will you not be punished for your actions O'Neill?' Teal'c added with his standard raised eyebrow.
'That's a court Marshall-able offence, sir.' Carter added, a smile was in her voice as she tried to suppressed one from her face.
'I'll speak to Dr Lam see if we can get him sedated for now.' General Landry had at some point casually strolled in and witnessed the entire event, a smug grin of satisfaction across his face, he nudged Jack in the arm approvingly.
'Excellent, now while he's out you guy's go and find Cassy.' O'Neill spoke calmly, directing them out with his hands
'Where do we begin?' Daniel was the first to offer.
'Given the Cassandra's physiology, should she not be uniquely traceable.' Teal'c suggested.
'I've already thought of that, but the only sensors that could possibly track her on the Prometheus.' Sam was quick to add.
'Which is on the other side of the galaxy.' Daniel fell back in to his chair already depressed.
'What the hell has Cam done to you guys!' O'Neill said annoyed by his team mates lack of enthusiasm.
'You were never this quick to give up when I was in charge. Come on Daniel, would you have finally killed Anubis if you just gave up?'
'Well no, but he's not exactly dead. ' Daniel correct Jack shrugged.
'Bad example. T, would the Jaffa be free if you had given up!' Jack hoped to get an indeed or at least a head nod. 'The Jaffa are not free O'Neill. They have traded many masters for one, Gerak.' Teal'c sounded angry then disheartened with the thought.
'Bad example.' O'Neill was getting depressed by his teams attitude now.
'I think what Jack is trying to say is that this is not the worse situation you have been in.' Landry spoke optimistically. 'You saved the world more times than I can count and if anyone can save young Miss Frasier. I think it's the three people in this room.' He nodded wisely.
'Exactly!' O'Neill declared triumphantly as if he had spoken the words himself.
'We had satellites combing the location. These photos were taken at 1:34am last night. Two blocks from Cassy's party.' Landry produced a series of photos on to the briefing room table. As SG1 studied the photos, the roof of a black van was visible in the streetlight, moving through downtown Boston like a cartoon flicker.
'The vehicle in that photo was tracked to a cornfield just outside of Boston. Cassy's hometown I believe.' He snooped out.
'Did they secure a means of other transport?'
'The surveillance was momentarily interrupted. After it was restored, the field was empty. No signs of life.' Landry stated, already await the natural progressive assumption.
'Transporter beams?' Carter mused.
'Only Ba'al currently possesses Transporter technology.' Teal'c proposed.
'Ba'al! Now that guy has got to die!' O'Neill declared while point sharply to emphasis his point.
'He did die, O'Neill. Now there's more than one of him.' O'Neill visible groaned at the thought of hundreds of Ba'al running around.
'So where does that leave us? Do we just have too wait for Prometheus or Daedalus to return, I mean that could be weeks.' Daniel said frustrated by the thought of waiting that long.
'It is most likely what ever design Ba'al has for Cassy will reach resolution before that time.'
'Teal'c what happened to looking on the bright side? Let's just get Prometheus on the big space phone and get them to haul that big ass back a little faster.' Jack's suggestion combined with his emphatic gesturing of the battle cruiser's empennage, caused a small smirk to appear across Sam's face.
'Sir it doesn't work that way, extreme hyperspace velocities will damage the sensors we'll want to use.' Than the proverbial penny dropped in the astrophysics head. Automatically the feeling of confidence that had disappeared along with Cassy, returned.
'I know how to find Cassy.' She declared to the group. All of them looked as if they had been expecting the words for sometime.
'You do? Daniel how long was that?' O'Neill stated as if expecting a serious answer. 'We need to start taking bets.' Daniel was quick to add. 'We do take bets, jack, only when we save the world on Friday's'
'What do you need Colonel?' Landry peered across as the rest of SG1's eyes locked on the colonel causing her nerves to jitter at the thought of what she had to say next.
'We have a set advance sensors, capable of locating an individual on the planet within minutes.'
O'Neill looked to Carter. 'When did we get those? Did I miss a memo?'
'Actually sir you're the one that found them. In Antarctic.' O'Neill's eyes widen with the prospect.
'Oh, no, not him.'
'I' am afraid we don't have a choice sir.'
'Not who?' Landry asked as both Teal'c and Dr Jackson realise who.
---Chair room, Terra Atlantus, Antarctic---
Dr Jay Felger scratched his nose with the ancient control crystal, sitting happily in the ancient control chair. He was nicely settled in to the chair technical diagrams, a laptop and a happily humming Mark 2 Naquada generator surrounded him. A small section of the platform was open with the control crystal in Felger's sweaty hands.
'Jay what are you doing?' The scientist jumped in fright, at the sudden appearance of his colleague, Dr Sarah Gardner.
'What! I'm not doing anything.' It was as he turned that the archaeologist, in a red jacket matching her hair colour, caught sight of the Felger wearing a ridiculously oversized pink woollily hat with green strips and a bright pink pompom on top.
She couldn't contain her laughter. The snicker behind a hand only shield Felger's pride for so long, till the riotous laughter strung.
'You know the major will kill you if your caught sitting in his chair.' She chuckled.
'Well, let's not tell him about that it than.' Felger took off his hat as he spoke. 'The hat was from my mom she found out I'm in Antarctic and thought I would catch a cold.' He said to explain his hat, sounded annoyed none the less.
'What are you doing anyway?' She asked the now hatless scientist.
'Just polishing, you know making everything nice and shiny. Big inspection today. Secretary of Defence and General Hammond.' Jay falsely smiled trying and failing to hide his nervousness. Chuckling to cover.
'You haven't broken the chair have you?' The archaeologist looked on worried for her colleague as well as the million year old defence system.
'I'm not that bad honestly. I just destroyed the gate system once and now no one lets it go!' He marched angrily out of the chair. Glaring with a quiver at the Doctor, before inserting the missing control crystal back into it's rightful place. The crystal disappeared happy to be home as it was swallowed by the access panel. The platform lit up with the soft azure light.
'There see it's fine, not a problem!' Felger sat back triumphantly in his chair.
As Dr Gardner shook her head, she caught sight of Felger frozen in terror. The chair sudden powered up the gentle hum of the mark 2 generator pitched to a roar.
'What have you done!' Felger sat stiff in the chair unable to move. Somehow fearing any movement may make things worse. 'This is impossible you don't have the gene to activate ancient technology!'
'I know! It's possible, I think, I may of overwritten that particularly safeguard.' Jay painful admitted.
'Ok this is fine not a problem, I'll just get the major…just don't think about the drones!' Right on cue a newly placed drone shot out of the launcher. Careering skywards.
'I think you should get the Major.' Felger offered nervously. Sarah hissed in frustration at her own mistake.
'God, what's wrong with you! I tell you not to do something and typically like every man you have to..' She was cut off mid-sentence by another drone shooting out.
'AARRGHH! Just sit there don't think about anything!' Anther golden fireball shot outwards, as Sarah screamed in frustration while running towards the surface elevator.
(Author notes)-Okay I know no Cassy this chapter but I needed to cover some things in this chapter to give the story its skeleton, no point giving you mindless Cassy is there.