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AN: Oy, this took a lil too long but work robbed me off all my time :P if not that then soccer and cycling...I dunno when the epilogue will come out :P but I'm on it ;)...wanted to post it 4 days before but couldn't reach an agreement with the document upload :P.
Warnings, Disclamier and stuff in first chap
------ Stargate Files – The truth is in the fridge ------
"Gosh, I gotta drink more to endure this horrible stuff." Jack stood up and rushed to the kitchen before Teal'c's brain would catch up with his statement and decide to get revenge with a form of physical abuse.
The colonel was sitting on the kitchen counter his legs not touching the ground so he could sway them like a little kid while he drank his umpteen glass of beer. When it started to become the umpteen empty glass of beer Sam stepped into the kitchen and retrieved one for herself then with a slight insecurity in her steps she walked next to Jack leaning on the counter a secret plan of finding a solid ground not spinning like this one did was forming in her foggy mind.
"How's T?" Jack asked cheekily.
After Sam's brain caught up with her ears she managed to answer, "Kel'no'reeming."
Jack almost laughed out loud but found it difficult to do while trying to take a long swing of his beer so he set it down and spoke afterwards. Too much alcohol could mess up even his thinking process even tho a few might say he never really had one. "Yeah, I told him Star Wars is a boring movie. Especially when you watch it the 20th time."
They fell into silence both trying to stop the world spinning like a merry-go-round on warp speed. Suddenly a white flashing light and something falling from a tree to the ground with a quite big 'thud' got their attentions.
"What was that? Ghosts?" Jack O'Neill screaming ghosts was the sure sign of him drinking way too much. Sam on the other hand could stay relatively calm and realist.
"Maybe it was Teal'c, sir."
"You said yourself that he..." Jack looked for the perfect expression emphasizing his deep thinking process with the infamous energetic Jack O'Neill hand movements and finally settled for, "kel'no'reemed in in front of the TV."
"Daniel?" Sam tried not giving in the insane idea of explanation by Jack.
"Nawh, he is too lazy to sleepwalk. Besides it came from outside." He hopped off the counter and narrowed his eyes to be able to focus on the window looking out at his backyard.
"Kids?"
"For cryin out loud, Carter, it's 3 am."
"Big kids?"
Jack had enough of her suggestions and decided to act instead of sit around and wait for the 'ghost' to haunt them. He got a torch similar to the ones FBI agents use and got one of his golf bats from the corner.
"You comin, Carter? I'll go outside and play some ghostbustin."
Sam was still leaning against the counter deep in thought. "There is a rational explanation to all those kinds of occurrences people consider ghosts, sir." She clutched the last strand of sanity in the situation but when stubborn Jack made up his mind there is no science that could stop him.
"Don't go all Scully on me Carter! I know what I heard..." he trailed off abruptly his eyes fixed on the treeline in his backyard, "and what I see now. It's...it's..." he took a step closer to the window, "an Asgard with glowing eyes?" He took a glance at Sam's doubtful expression and saw her roll her eyes. "No, Carter, I'm not kiddin. Look!" But just when Sam could force herself to stand next to him the small alien disappeared into the woods.
"Ha, ha, sir, verrrry funny." She slumped down on a chair nearby thankful for the slight stop in the spinning just to be tugged by one arm by a restless Jack.
"No way Carter. I'm gonna prove it to you."
"Sir, this is not the X-Files. I'm not Scully you are not Mulder. We've both seen aliens and will a lot of times in our lives so it is the minimum that we both believe in them."
Jack was still bouncy and seemed adamant. "We both believe in aliens, true. But you don't believe in what I've just seen. I wanna prove it to you, Carter. It was the truth."
"Fine" Sam gave in knowing Mr Pighead would never stop not until she said yes.
Teal'c heard them coming from the kitchen and quickly repositioned himself on the sofa pretending kel'no'reem and watched as his two silly Tau'ri friends made their way outside to the backyard with a flashlight and a golf bat.
"I swear to you, Carter. These little gray fellas have a whole conspiracy against me. I'll check with the AF insurance dep whether my insurance covers 'on-world alien abduction'."
"The only alien conspiracy I know about, sir, is the one the Thai and Chinese leftover have in your fridge. They are really about to make a movement. Literally too." She giggled until he made a sharp turn and the flashlight almost burned her eyes out.
"Ouch, that's not funny, sir!" She exclaimed rubbing her eyes trying to make the huge spot go away. When she was able to more or less focus again he was nowhere in sight. Against all rationale she started to freak out. "Sir! I'm not in the mood of playing Blair Witch right now!" she yelled and looked around in the little forest now in total blackness. Maybe it was not a good idea to watch so many horror films lately. A squirrel, or at least she prayed that it was a squirrel, jumped from one tree to the other then footsteps could be heard coming from exactly behind her. She found it impossible to turn around what was really ridiculous she told herself after all she was a major in the air force fighting aliens on other planets and she got scared in a little forest in Colorado Springs.
Her heart was in her throat when the footsteps suddenly stopped right behind her and she could feel soft breaths on her neck. She turned around to be welcomed by Jack with his face lit by the flashlight. He certainly learned the lesson not to do this again when Sam jumped, screamed and hit him making him land on his ass in the only muddy puddle left after the rain in the whole area if not in the whole Springs.
She couldn't help but giggle uncontrollably all the way back to the house while Jack grumbled about his favorite boxer being all muddy because of her.
"Seriously, Carter, you gonna wash this. And my pants" he patted his back and felt a thick layer of mud slowly sliding down from his shirt down to the back of his hand. "Yayks, my T too."
"Of course, sir." She stopped giggling just enough to climb up the few stairs to the terrace without dying in anoxia. Jack turned to grab one of her hands in order to help her up and in the house when he saw something again. It was an Asgard with a hat similar to the ones the policemen in the States wears on his head and a stick in its tiny hand chasing another Asgard who's eyes glowed once or twice before they both disappeared in a flash of light. He contemplated mentioning it to Sam but glancing down he saw her eyes were shut close and she has fallen asleep in his arms. Sweet, now he can carry her to the bed also. At least she was lighter than Daniel who sported a six - rather a twelve – pack lately.
TBC...Epilogue coming up next with the real truth about Asgards running up and down in Jack's backyard and Teal'c mysteriously disappearing ever hour to the kitchen or to anywhere just out of sight of everyone as you probably noticed ;)
AN: Hope ya liked it...the next upload will come sooner :D...It's just me being a bit difficult like the Matrix movies :D