Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate or any of the characters associated with Stargate but Grace, Madison, and Jake are mine!
Takes place about 13 years after 'Threads Between Twins'
Rating: PG
"Come on, dad! We have to go!" Madison called up the stairs, leaning on the banister on the right side..
"Mom already called!" Grace added, rolling her eyes at her 17 year old twin sister across from her.
"I'm coming!" Jack replied, coming down the stairs with Jake following.
Jake looked out the window while Jack put on his shoes and his sisters waited as patiently as possible. "I'm glad we're going to the base today," he thought aloud.
"Yeah," Jack replied "we're gonna get a little wet.
Grace and Madison, being in an identical mood, we're both wearing light blue denim shorts and light purple spaghetti strap tank tops. Jake, who was four years younger, and a boy, decided to wear his favorite pair of baggy jeans and a band t-shirt.
"Ok, who's turn it is to drive today?" Jack asked, holding the keys out.
"General O'Neill!" Walter Harriman called, running to catch up with the quickly moving General.
"Yes?"
"I need you to sign this," he replied, handing over some papers and a pen, "so I can make the orders today."
"Alright," was the reply while the papers were signed and given back.
"Thank you ma'am," he said before going on his way,
Sam continued to her office. She had been General of the SGC for four years now. When Jack retired, although staying on as a consultant and occasionally going through the gate, the president himself requested Sam be made a General.
No soon her she gotten to her office than her husband and three children ran in.
"Mom, this totally wasn't our fault. Dad took a really long time," was thr first thing she heard from Jake – who looked a lot like Jack.
"Sorry," Jack offered, giving Sam his puppy dog look.
"Go get ready," She pointed towards the door.
SG4 and the current SG1 – Daniel, Mitchell and Major Alexandra "Alex" Stephens had visited P7X- 498 and the locals invited them back, so long as they brought their leader, Sam, and Jack O'Neill.
Jack left and headed to the locker room while Sam instructed her children.
"Jake, please font make any 'modifications' to my laptop or any others on base. If you feel the urge to do anything, do it to your own. Girls, you can practice hand to hand or go to the range, with supervision, on sublevel 32. But please don't use your telekinetic power on any of the SGC personnel.
"Be good, all of you. Walter knows you can assist with the dialing computers. I need to get changed. Go to the control room in five minutes."
Grace and Madison each hugged Sam followed, somewhat reluctantly by Jake. It had been a while since she had gone off world but even so, Jake was just getting to old to be hugging his mom.
The seventh chevron engaged and the wormhole opened. Grace was closest to the microphone so she pressed the button to tell the group below "SG1, SG4, mom and dad, you have a go."
The two teams headed up the ramp and disappeared through the gate
Jack groaned before opening his eyes. "God, I hope it's just dark in here," he said, sitting up.
"Yes, sir," Alex replied "It is."
"Where are we?" he asked, locating Sam once his eyes adjusted. He scooted over to sit next to her.
"You remember those friendly natives?" Daniel asked from across the cell.
Jack vaguely made out his form "Yeah."
"They weren't so friendly after all," he concluded.
Before Jack could even ask how, Sam started her explanation "They put whatever knocked us out in the food. Unfortunately for us, but just how they planed, it only affected us. I believe the natives built up a tolerance to poison."
"How long have we been here?" Alex inquired. There were no windows at all to give them any sort of time perception.
Daniel pushed a button on his watch to light it up "Um, about four hours."
"Grace, Madison and Jake to the control room; Grace, Madison and Jake to the control room," was heard over the sound system of the SGC.
