A Case of Mistaken Identity
Late one night:
"Mr. President? This is General O'Neill."
"Jack! How've ya been?"
"Bored."
"I'll bet…what can I do for you?"
"I want to be transferred.
Later that same night:
"Well, I suppose that's possible, General. All right…Colonel Cameron Mitchell reports to Cheyenne Mountain in three weeks. You report to the Pentagon in three days."
The next day:
"Sorry, sir…I can't make it to the going away party." Sam replied, regretfully.
"Why not, Carter?"
"Because I'm packing."
"Packing?" Daniel asked.
She shrugged. "I'm…well, I asked for reassignment. I'm heading up Research and Development at Area 51."
There was a long, awkward silence.
"Why'd you do that, Carter?"
"Because Teal'c's going back to Chulak, Daniel's going on the Daedelus, and you're…going to Washington." She explained. "I don't want to have to break in a whole new team…"
"Daniel, you're leaving?" Jack asked, turning to his friend in surprise.
"Well, you know…I wanted to go to Atlantis with the original team, and now I have a second chance."
"And Teal'c, you're going to Chulak?"
"Indeed."
"Well, Carter, we'll meet at your place, help you pack a few boxes, and go to O'Malley's. Then, we'll all celebrate our individual goings-away."
"Sir, you don't have to do that for…"
"That's an order, Colonel." He said with a smile.
"Yes, sir."
It may seem a little disjointed now, but I have to keep the suspense up for now, right...what was Jack saying between the first two parts? You'll just have to review, and then, I'll fill in the details...eventually!
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