Tag #25 – In a Name
"You told him your name was what?"
"Luke Skywalker," Jack replied, not noticing the baffled look on Daniel's face in the darkness of the transport van.
"Where'd you get that from?" Daniel asked, something nagging at the back of his mind.
Jack shrugged, rattling the chains of the handcuffs. "Just thought it sounded cool. Why?"
Daniel closed his eyes.
"General Hammond is going to want to talk to you," Janet said, directing her attention to a bed next to the one Daniel was sitting on. The man seated on it was dressed in an unfamiliar style, but it was recognizable as a black flightsuit. His hands and arms were completely concealed by black leather gloves, one of which didn't come off for some reason. His hair was dark blond in color, and his eyes were an icy blue that seemed to look right through to one's soul.
"Very well, then," the blond-haired man acquiesced, and Janet left the room, presumably to report to the general.
Feeling somewhat self-conscious in the presence of the visitor, Daniel pulled his black uniform shirt on and settled his glasses on his face. "Why do you need those?" the man asked curiously, pointing at the metal frames.
"Oh, I'm nearsighted," Daniel explained, "and these correct my vision."
Before the man could question him further, General Hammond entered in Janet's wake. "Dr. Jackson?"
"I'm fine, sir," Daniel reassured the base commander.
"Good to hear it," Hammond said, and Daniel could tell it was genuine. Reassured that his favorite archaeologist was safe, he turned to their visitor. "Dr. Frasier said your name is Luke Skywalker?"
The man nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Daniel? You okay?"
Daniel opened his eyes and looked over at Jack, who was eyeing him in concern. "I'm fine, Jack."
"What was that about?" Sam asked from the other bench. "You went somewhere else for a minute."
"Just remembering something," Daniel dismissed it. "A dream I had once. It's nothing, really."
His teammates looked as if they didn't believe him, but they dropped the matter. "All right, listen," Jack started. "I don't know where we're headed, but they'll probably try to split us up. So we're not going to have much time to…"
"Escape and hopefully live out the rest of our lives without affecting history," Sam finished. Daniel sighed slightly, glad that the focus had shifted away from his dream for the time being, and the conversation continued. A few minutes later, there was a loud bang, and he could feel the van pull to the side of the road.
"Tire must've blown out," Daniel analyzed quietly.
Sure enough, the young lieutenant opened the back door to keep an eye on the prisoners while his companions set about fixing the tire. That's when Daniel noticed his nametag said HAMMOND.