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Jack looked down at his watch. "Andie, as intriguing as watching you fall on you six is," he said as Teal'c helped her up from the practice mat, "we have an unpleasant meeting we need to get to."
"Is Tessa gonna be there? Can I go?" she asked excitedly.
Jack gave Sam a dirty look. "Why did you let her go out to dinner with the spawn of the evil one?" he demanded. Sam's response was to smile innocently.
"I like Tessa," Andie informed him. "She's funny.
Teal'c nodded towards them. "I must prepare myself for the meeting," he said, moving to the door.
Andie ran in front of him and blocked the door. "Ah! What did we talk about? What do you say before you leave a room?" she demanded.
"I will not say it," he said firmly.
"I'm not moving until you say it!" He gave her a withering glare that had reduced the toughest of men, including Kinsey, to quivering piles of Jell-o. But Andie held her ground, a trait she'd picked up from Janet. He mumbled something. "Speak up," she commanded.
"Later bitches," he said, quite reluctantly. Andie promptly moved out of the way and he quickly exited the room.
"Did he just call us bitches?" Jack demanded of Andie. "What are you teaching he?"
She shrugged innocently. "We were just watching 'Chappelle's Show.' Maybe Dave Chappelle's his new idol."
Jack looked like he wanted to respond, but Sam pushed him towards the door. "We don't have time to get into Andie's train of thought right now," she informed him. "Kinsey is waiting. If we're late, he'll be extra unpleasant."
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"So, Dr. Jackson," Kinsey started, his tone almost pleasant. "What's this about you wanting to waste more money on this wild goose chase?"
"It's hardly a wild goose chase," Daniel muttered unhappily.
Tessa passed some files around the table. "We're here to discuss the status of Andie's residency," she said, mostly to remind the elder Kinsey. "To determine whether or not she's going to pass a new strain of small pox off to the planet, etcetera, etcetera. And if I may put in my two cent–"
"Oh, you're asking permission now?" Kinsey cut in. "How very out of character."
The streaming hatred in Tessa's eyes screamed, "You stupid old man! The President likes me a hell of a lot more than you! I would get a pardon in a second if I slit your throat!" but her lips said, "She hasn't given anyone a new strain of sickness so far, so I really can't see the point in this. Other than formality's sake," she added only slightly sarcastically.
"And your two cents don't mean much, seeing as you're not a doctor of medicine," he shot back at her.
At this Janet cleared her throat and leaned forward.. "I've been monitoring Andie's health very closely for the past three months," she informed them. "And aside from her odd need for diet soda, she's always been in perfect health. A few weeks ago, I tried to innoculate her for the measles and other childhood diseases." She paused and took a deep breath. "I watched her closely to see if she'd have any reaction, and she didn't. None at all, in fact. Her blood continues to look like I never gave her any inoculations; TB, small pox, meningitis... it all disappears from her blood."
"Do you mean she could have any number of diseases hidden in her blood?" Kinsey wondered pointedly.
She shook her head quickly. "On the contrary. Her blood is completely clean. I would bet Andie's never been sick a day in her life. She has a better immune system than a Jaffa."
"Hm, I don't understand this," Kinsey said, pointing to part of the file. "It says here that the girl is 87 lbs? Isn't that extremely low?"
Janet nodded. "Normally, I would agree with you. It is low, even for being five foot two. Andie is tiny but... very nicely filled out. I can see no reason for her weight to be so low, especially with the amount of food she eats."
"What do you think it could be?" Tessa asked slowly.
"Honestly? If I had to guess, I'd say her bones were hollow," Janet said lightly. Everyone around the table laughed at the seemingly absurd thought, but Janet and Sam knew that the theory could very well be correct.
"And what about her eyes? The Colonel reported that they glowed?" Kinsey pressed.
Janet nodded. "I have no idea, I haven't seen them glow since. I think it might have been a reflex when the lights went out... Col. O'Neill said it was more like a cat then a Goa'uld, so maybe a type of night-vision, but I haven't seen any signs of it since."
"That's all well and good, but what if she's just another of the Gould traps you seem to be so good at finding." Sam shot him a dirty look before she could stop herself.
"What about the translations?" Tessa asked, moving the meeting forward. "What have you discovered about her through these, Dr. Jackson?"
"Quite a but, actually." Daniel stood up and the projection changed to an enlargement of Andie's tattoo. "The writing translates to 'Newest girl Andreya, Reproduction of Andromache. Ninth attempt of the Lost Sacred One.'"
"But what does it mean?" Kinsey demanded.
"It means that Andie is the ninth daughter or child of a woman called Andromache," Daniel said, almost patiently. "Andromache seems to be a religious and political figure to her people, and this standing and ideology would be passed onto her children. The next lines states 'This Innocent will be the Leader and Saviour of her people in the place of the Lost.' And here 'Lost' seems to be plural."
Before Kinsey could once again demand the meaning, Sam spoke up. "We think that Andie's entire family may have carried markings like these as sort of proof of lineage... to prove that she's the rightful heir in case her whole family was killed."
"If she's so important to her people, why was she abandoned on the Nox' planet?" he demanded.
Jack rolled her eyes discreetly. "It's possible Andromache was supposed to save the people from the Goa'uld and when she couldn't, Andie was dropped on a near-by planet to be kept safe. And since she was the only one there, it's probable that she's be the only survivor."
"And if that's the case," Gen. Hammond broke in, "then she's a political refugee."
"Do you have any idea where her home planet might be?" Tessa asked.
Daniel nodded. "I think it may be P3C-423. SG-11 went back to the planet after we returned and they said that they found evidence that the vast majority of the population lived underground... even though they couldn't figure out the way to get in."
Kinsey gave him a disapproving look. "If you can't prove anything, how do you know for sure?"
Smiling slightly, Daniel brought up the next slide. "Actually... I can prove it. Do you see that second to last row? It's six symbols, six numbers."
"It's a Gate address," Tessa said quietly. "They marked her with a return address in case she ever wandered away from home."
"Now, the numbers corelate with the address to P3C-423. I think that we will be able to find a way into the underground complex if Andie returns to the planet with us."
Now, Kinsey was appearing to get very angry. "What for? The girl has no memory previous to walking through the Stargate on this planet. What use could she be?"
"Actually, she seems to be able to recall things when she's brought into contact with something familiar, or unfamiliar like the sky," Sam broke in. At the confused looks, she explained, "The first time we took Andie outside, she was amazed by the sky. She knew she'd never seen one before, but she couldn't explain why. She could have lived underground her whole life, especially if there are extensive tunnel systems. I think going to her home planet might restore the memories she lost."
Jack rolled his eyes. "And if the planet's uninhabited, it might be a good way of finding technology," he added.
Kinsey perked up slightly at the mention of technology. "Perhaps it would be advantageous to take this girl back to her home planet for a time," he agreed. "That is, of course, if Gen. Hammond feels this a wise course of action." Everyone around the table not involved with NID discreetly rolled their eyes.
Jack looked down at his watch. "Andie, as intriguing as watching you fall on you six is," he said as Teal'c helped her up from the practice mat, "we have an unpleasant meeting we need to get to."
"Is Tessa gonna be there? Can I go?" she asked excitedly.
Jack gave Sam a dirty look. "Why did you let her go out to dinner with the spawn of the evil one?" he demanded. Sam's response was to smile innocently.
"I like Tessa," Andie informed him. "She's funny.
Teal'c nodded towards them. "I must prepare myself for the meeting," he said, moving to the door.
Andie ran in front of him and blocked the door. "Ah! What did we talk about? What do you say before you leave a room?" she demanded.
"I will not say it," he said firmly.
"I'm not moving until you say it!" He gave her a withering glare that had reduced the toughest of men, including Kinsey, to quivering piles of Jell-o. But Andie held her ground, a trait she'd picked up from Janet. He mumbled something. "Speak up," she commanded.
"Later bitches," he said, quite reluctantly. Andie promptly moved out of the way and he quickly exited the room.
"Did he just call us bitches?" Jack demanded of Andie. "What are you teaching he?"
She shrugged innocently. "We were just watching 'Chappelle's Show.' Maybe Dave Chappelle's his new idol."
Jack looked like he wanted to respond, but Sam pushed him towards the door. "We don't have time to get into Andie's train of thought right now," she informed him. "Kinsey is waiting. If we're late, he'll be extra unpleasant."
~~~~~~
"So, Dr. Jackson," Kinsey started, his tone almost pleasant. "What's this about you wanting to waste more money on this wild goose chase?"
"It's hardly a wild goose chase," Daniel muttered unhappily.
Tessa passed some files around the table. "We're here to discuss the status of Andie's residency," she said, mostly to remind the elder Kinsey. "To determine whether or not she's going to pass a new strain of small pox off to the planet, etcetera, etcetera. And if I may put in my two cent–"
"Oh, you're asking permission now?" Kinsey cut in. "How very out of character."
The streaming hatred in Tessa's eyes screamed, "You stupid old man! The President likes me a hell of a lot more than you! I would get a pardon in a second if I slit your throat!" but her lips said, "She hasn't given anyone a new strain of sickness so far, so I really can't see the point in this. Other than formality's sake," she added only slightly sarcastically.
"And your two cents don't mean much, seeing as you're not a doctor of medicine," he shot back at her.
At this Janet cleared her throat and leaned forward.. "I've been monitoring Andie's health very closely for the past three months," she informed them. "And aside from her odd need for diet soda, she's always been in perfect health. A few weeks ago, I tried to innoculate her for the measles and other childhood diseases." She paused and took a deep breath. "I watched her closely to see if she'd have any reaction, and she didn't. None at all, in fact. Her blood continues to look like I never gave her any inoculations; TB, small pox, meningitis... it all disappears from her blood."
"Do you mean she could have any number of diseases hidden in her blood?" Kinsey wondered pointedly.
She shook her head quickly. "On the contrary. Her blood is completely clean. I would bet Andie's never been sick a day in her life. She has a better immune system than a Jaffa."
"Hm, I don't understand this," Kinsey said, pointing to part of the file. "It says here that the girl is 87 lbs? Isn't that extremely low?"
Janet nodded. "Normally, I would agree with you. It is low, even for being five foot two. Andie is tiny but... very nicely filled out. I can see no reason for her weight to be so low, especially with the amount of food she eats."
"What do you think it could be?" Tessa asked slowly.
"Honestly? If I had to guess, I'd say her bones were hollow," Janet said lightly. Everyone around the table laughed at the seemingly absurd thought, but Janet and Sam knew that the theory could very well be correct.
"And what about her eyes? The Colonel reported that they glowed?" Kinsey pressed.
Janet nodded. "I have no idea, I haven't seen them glow since. I think it might have been a reflex when the lights went out... Col. O'Neill said it was more like a cat then a Goa'uld, so maybe a type of night-vision, but I haven't seen any signs of it since."
"That's all well and good, but what if she's just another of the Gould traps you seem to be so good at finding." Sam shot him a dirty look before she could stop herself.
"What about the translations?" Tessa asked, moving the meeting forward. "What have you discovered about her through these, Dr. Jackson?"
"Quite a but, actually." Daniel stood up and the projection changed to an enlargement of Andie's tattoo. "The writing translates to 'Newest girl Andreya, Reproduction of Andromache. Ninth attempt of the Lost Sacred One.'"
"But what does it mean?" Kinsey demanded.
"It means that Andie is the ninth daughter or child of a woman called Andromache," Daniel said, almost patiently. "Andromache seems to be a religious and political figure to her people, and this standing and ideology would be passed onto her children. The next lines states 'This Innocent will be the Leader and Saviour of her people in the place of the Lost.' And here 'Lost' seems to be plural."
Before Kinsey could once again demand the meaning, Sam spoke up. "We think that Andie's entire family may have carried markings like these as sort of proof of lineage... to prove that she's the rightful heir in case her whole family was killed."
"If she's so important to her people, why was she abandoned on the Nox' planet?" he demanded.
Jack rolled her eyes discreetly. "It's possible Andromache was supposed to save the people from the Goa'uld and when she couldn't, Andie was dropped on a near-by planet to be kept safe. And since she was the only one there, it's probable that she's be the only survivor."
"And if that's the case," Gen. Hammond broke in, "then she's a political refugee."
"Do you have any idea where her home planet might be?" Tessa asked.
Daniel nodded. "I think it may be P3C-423. SG-11 went back to the planet after we returned and they said that they found evidence that the vast majority of the population lived underground... even though they couldn't figure out the way to get in."
Kinsey gave him a disapproving look. "If you can't prove anything, how do you know for sure?"
Smiling slightly, Daniel brought up the next slide. "Actually... I can prove it. Do you see that second to last row? It's six symbols, six numbers."
"It's a Gate address," Tessa said quietly. "They marked her with a return address in case she ever wandered away from home."
"Now, the numbers corelate with the address to P3C-423. I think that we will be able to find a way into the underground complex if Andie returns to the planet with us."
Now, Kinsey was appearing to get very angry. "What for? The girl has no memory previous to walking through the Stargate on this planet. What use could she be?"
"Actually, she seems to be able to recall things when she's brought into contact with something familiar, or unfamiliar like the sky," Sam broke in. At the confused looks, she explained, "The first time we took Andie outside, she was amazed by the sky. She knew she'd never seen one before, but she couldn't explain why. She could have lived underground her whole life, especially if there are extensive tunnel systems. I think going to her home planet might restore the memories she lost."
Jack rolled his eyes. "And if the planet's uninhabited, it might be a good way of finding technology," he added.
Kinsey perked up slightly at the mention of technology. "Perhaps it would be advantageous to take this girl back to her home planet for a time," he agreed. "That is, of course, if Gen. Hammond feels this a wise course of action." Everyone around the table not involved with NID discreetly rolled their eyes.
