Chapter 3?
O'Neill pulled onto the base about an hour and a half later, followed closely by Dr. Daniel Jackson. Half a dozen medical personnel were awaiting their arrival. They were quick to retrieve Xander, who had remained out cold throughout the trip.
Doctor Janet Frazier was quick to follow them while dragging her adopted daughter, Cassandra, along with her.
That left Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, Dr. Daniel Jackson, and Teal'c, the four person team that comprised the SGC's most elite off-world gate team, to casually stroll into the complex.
The Colonel was quickly intercepted by and airman. After a brief salute was exchanged the airman gave the Colonel two folders.
Reading that the folder's were pertaining to Mr. Harris, Jack couldn't help but think, 'Damn, the General really put a rush job on this.' The fact that there were two folders struck Jack as odd, but let it slide for the moment.
Opening the first file, he found the information to be that of your average citizen. There were some mentions of possible relations to gang activity, but nothing substantial. They were mere footnotes really. It seemed that Mr. Harris paid his taxes, owned an apartment, he even had a job as a construction worker. There really wasn't that much out of the ordinary. It was the other file that brought him up short.
He believed that it resembled what his own file would look like. Meaning that there really wasn't any information there. Almost every word on that file had been blacked out, and was apparently confidential on a level that even he wasn't cleared for.
When he looked again he had to blink in shock. 'Scratch that. His record is confidential to a level that even General Hammond wasn't cleared for.' He shook his head in awe. 'I didn't even know there was a level of clearance above the General's!'
There was definitely a military feel to this mystery file. Well, military or something damn close to it.
Colonel O'Neill never even looked back at his team members, who were quietly chatting among themselves. He just made his way to the nearest secure line. He had to talk to the General, and he had to talk to him now.
The other members of SG-1 stopped their conversation and watched as their CO stormed off with a specific purpose. Without even speaking to each other they began to follow their CO in tandem.
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When his phone rang once again the General was not surprised. Ever since reading his own copy of the files sent about Mr. Harris, he had been expecting it.
"Hammond."
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"General, It's O'Neill." He looked down at the information in his hands as the rest of SG-1 settled in behind him. "Sir, the information on this guy is sort of thin. Not to mention the huge letters that seemed to be affiliated with this file I'm holding here that says CONFIDENTIAL. Now I have got to say that my curiosity is piqued."
That seemed to get the attention of the rest of his teammates.
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"I understand that Colonel. I've even been in contact with a few of my own personal contacts, but I really don't have much to go on. So why don't you give me a brief report of what happened earlier."
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"Yes Sir." He turned to Carter while giving his report on what happened. She simply nodded her consent to what he was saying.
"So, to sum it up General, we have a possible extra terrestrial with a strength and speed that is far above normal. Apparent body temperature is cooler than your average human's." He looked over at Carter as she relayed some pertinent information. "It appears that our ET can appear human, however, when it assumes its natural appearance its entire body changes." He looked at Carter who was nodding with a somewhat distant look in her eyes that she suddenly brought back into focus. She gave him a quick smile before he continued. "Apparently ridges form on its forehead. Its eyes become a golden color, which so far is the only similarity to that of a Goul'd, Also, its teeth turn into fangs." He smiled faintly at Carter. "So we may in fact be dealing with Vampires, Sir."
Daniel spoke up. "Jack, don't forget to tell him about the body." He had been talking to Sam on his way in, and he found this all 'fascinating.' Well, now that everyone was all right he thought it was 'fascinating.'
"Sir, according to Carter the body combusted, or became dust. That's why we can't find a body. I might suggest sending in a team to locate said dust, or at least the weapon used to turn it into dust." He paused for a moment. "No weapons have been found on our guest." He looked over at Carter with a thoughtful expression. "At least no weapon that we have recognized. I'll have Carter supervise some tests. Make sure there aren't any strange energy readings coming from some sort of camouflaged weaponry." Sam gave him a smile and a nod.
Sam looked up at him. "Sir, it may be possible that the way it died was just its normal reaction to such a circumstance. We take a while to decompose. Their body may have some chemical, or something to that affect.
He nodded his head and relayed the information to the General.
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Hammond sat in his office in a stunned silence. 'Vampires? I seriously hope that was a joke. Dealing with our off-world enemies is enough as it is. Last thing I need to learn is that there really are monsters in my closet.' He wanted to laugh at that thought but for some reason he just couldn't.
"Very well Colonel. I'll start relaying that information and see what I can find for you. I suggest that you all get some rest where you are." He looked down into the folder he was holding before closing it. "Once Mr. Harris awakens, make sure to get some answers." He paused for a moment. "But please remember Colonel, he is not a prisoner. While he can't walk around the base, he is to be treated as our guest. From what you told me he actually saved the Major's life. Try not to forget that."
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Jack was about to reply when an Airman knocked on the door. After entering, he related to the members of SG-1 that the man they brought in was now awake. And seemed to be none too pleased.
Jack gave a quick groan into the receiver. "I understand Sir. Mr. Harris just woke up, so we're going to go see him now." He added belatedly, "With your permission, of course."
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Hammond gave a quick nod into the receiver before responding. "Permission granted. I'll keep searching on my end and get in contact with you once I learn something. God speed Colonel."
There was a muffled 'Thank you Sir' on the other end before the phone clicked off and all he heard was the dial tone.
He wearily hung up the phone thinking, 'I'm not going to like this.'
