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"Talking"

"Thinking"

"Wireless/communication"

Chapter 8: Many opinions

Earth, SGC, 4 days before the meeting.

O'Neill arrived early in the mooring in the SGC. As he entered the dialing room, Thor was waiting there with general Hammond.

"Jack, sorry to drag you out of bed so early, but this could not wait." the general said.

"So I see, sir. Since Thor is here, I assume something important is up?" O'Neill asked.

"Indeed. We have found a planet for you. For the Alliance, to be precise." Thor responded.

"Yes, Jack, and since this is a really big deal, I send 5 SG teams with marine escorts, scientists and SG-1 ahead. Along with your new members."

"Oh? Mitchell, Sheppard and Young already arrived?"

"When the president throws his weight around, things get done faster. You should go ASAP Jack, and I'm going with you."

"As am I" Thor added.

Unknown planet, gate room, minutes later

As O'Neill, Hammond, Thor and a squad of marines arrived on the location, they were greeted by major Young.

"Sir, heard that you were coming. Wish we would have had a formal introduction." Young said as he saluted to O'Neill.

"Me too, major. me too. So what is this place." O'Neill asked as he looked around. It was either a base or ship, that was for sure. They were in a large room where the stargate was locate. On one side was an elevated platform with lots or consoles, screens and chairs. Behind him was a window that showed a beautiful scenery of a city below it and mountains and forests behind it. To both sides were exits leading to the rest of the installation.

"This, O'Neill, is an Ancient mark one city ship." Thor explained.

"A what now?"

Just then Carter entered the gate room. "Sir, it is a ship and city in one. Apparently, the Ancients build them for colonization, command and control, population centers... the works. But they need to be landed on a planet to work properly."

"Sweet. So it is abandoned, I assume?"

"Yes, O'Neill. And off the regular gate network. It can only be accessed from Earth. A security measure. Also the address is unknown to anyone but us at the moment." Thor continued.

"Yes, but we have found out that that security measure can be changed. And the city ship is not all there is here. Outside of it, there are manufacturing centers, mostly shipyards. Once we power them up, get the materials we need, get a work force for them and of course understand them, we can start building ships much faster than we can now." Carter continued.

"I sense a BUT coming."

"Yes, sir. First problem, the Ancients erased their ship blueprint database. We will have to design our own ships. The second problem is even bigger. Almost no power."

"So, just use the naquadah generators we have. Or the new fusion reactors."

"Not going to be enough. Not even close. This city was meant to be powered by 3 small ZPM's. 2 are already dead, the third one is almost dead."

"ZPM? Those crystals? So what. We have one on Earth. Use that one."

"Em, we can't. Those ZPM's are a whole next gen power sources. Same principal, but not compatible. At least not yet. The ones here are smaller, so a generation older. We will have to find something else in the mean time."

"Think of it like the menus from the fast food restaurants. A big menu in Europe is equal to a medium menu in the USA. Same principal, different scales." Daniel tries to explain as he arrives.

"If you dumb this down any further, I'll hit you Daniel." O'Neill turned to Thor. "Anything you could help us with in this case?"

"We could, but you must find ways to solve problems yourselves, O'Neill. We can't hold you by the hand all the time."

"Great."

"Yes, and it gets better." Daniel added. "We should go to the conference/holographic room. We can discuss more there. And you need to see something that Teal'c and I found."

Minutes later, the group arrived at the holo room, where Teal'c and McKay were busy studying the information displayed in front of them.

"Ah, yes, colonel, general, blond goddess" Carter gets an annoyed look "and Asgard friend. I believe that we found something interesting in this database." McKay said as he greets them.

As O'Neill approaches him, he smiles and puts his hand into hip pocket. "Hello McKay. I'm curious what you, T and Daniel found, but first..." he pulls a lemon out and holds it in front of McKay. "Play nicely, or else, Lemon boy." then he throws the lemon to Carter.

"Well, yes... I believe that dr. Jackson can explain." McKay replied as he moved to the side while Daniel too control of the console.

"We found some data on the last Ancients that inhabited this city." several images of people appeared. " These 5 in front are of interest to us. Bamor, Ziros, Kaira, Maros and Erian. Bamor is apparently responsible for the immunity to Goa'uld infestation of the people on the planet Atropos."

"And do we know these people?" O'Neill asked.

"Jack, Aris Boch's people are from there." Daniel responded.

"Oh, that guy. So the Ancients are responsible for their... immunity?"

"It would seem so. But let's continue. Ziros is the one that gave the Sodan Jaffa their cloak armbands as well as the location of their planet. Guess we should let Haikon know of this. As for the last 3, their plan is somewhat different."

"In what way, Daniel?" Carter got curious.

"Well, they transplanted a large group of humans from Earth, around 8000 years ago. Their hope was that these humans would flourish and develop technology to free Earth and this galaxy from the oppression of the Goa'uld. They even left technology for them to find, once they would be ready. But the strange part is this. They transplanted them on a planet called Kobolous... in another galaxy."

After a moment of silence, O'Neill asked Thor: "Hey Thor, the name Kobolous, ring any bells?"

"No, it does not O'Neill. But the Ancients colonized so many worlds, even outside this galaxy that it would have been impossible to know of them all."

"Well, in any case, we now know that there is a possibility of an advanced human civilization out there and we don't know squat about them."

"We do know one thing sir." Carter began to speak, visibly uncomfortable. "That they failed, sir. They had 8000 years and they are still not here. This tells me that something went wrong."

"Oh, humans effing things up. There is a shocker. As if our history is any indication of that happening." O'Neill raged.

"Yes, we can assume that a catastrophe happened." Daniel concurred.

"Yeah, but what type? Hm? What do you think? Movie Armageddon scenario? Planet of the apes?..."

"Jack, really? Are you going to think about all the end of the world movies and books now?" Daniel asked.

"Hey, could be real for all we know. Oh, The day the world stood still? Nah. I think The Terminator option." O'Neill smiled.

"Whatever the case, it is irrelevant at the moment, O'Neill. You can't waste time and resources on this matter." Thor intervened.

"Agreed. Let's move on." general Hammond said.

"Yes, and while you were busy getting the colonel and general, dr. Jackson, I have found something else. Something meant for you." McKay added. Then he started to work on the console, until a text appeared on the holographic display.

"Meant to be opened by Dr. Jackson only. Regards, Janus. Your secret benefactor. Also, welcome to old Olympus." Daniel read out loud.

"Janus? Who is that? And what benefactor." the general demanded.

Seeing that there is no point to hide it any longer, Jack and Daniel came clean with him, also informing McKay and Young at the same time about the knowledge of the future. To say that the general was less than pleased, was an understatement.

"Colonel! Why in god's name did you hide such vital information?"

"Sir, simple. It was not a trust issue, but a command structure issue. If I tell you, you will have to tell the president at some point. And when he knows, so will Kinsey and his assassin squad!" O'Neill tried to defend himself.

"I too must apologize, but I approved of this. Also, I myself have not revealed all the information that was on the monoliths. It was a recording of Janus that asked me to do this." Thor said.

"OK, who is this Janus?!" O'Neill demanded.

"He was a great inventor and a genius even by Ancient standards. He did allot of unsanctioned research and the time ship is his technology. He was the one who wrote the information on the monoliths."

After a moment, the general took a deep breath. "OK Jack. I understand. I may not like it, but I understand. I hope that whatever president will be in office, once I do tell them, will understand too. For the moment I will break my oath to the white house and keep quiet. But Jack, we have to make this work, or it will be both of our heads."

"Understood sir."

All this time, Daniel was studying the text meant for him. "Well, since no one is shocked that this is Olympus we are standing in I'll just continue reading. It would appear that this Janus put this text here after the other Ancients of this city ascended. He must have come here with his time ship. The other Ancients never wanted this place to be found. Janus changed that. It says that not only were humans transplanted from Earth 8000 years ago, but another plan was in motion over 200000 years ago. Right when the Ancients were devastated by a deadly plague. This entire galaxy was hit hard. In the end, the Ancients developed an immunity. Then they developed a cure. But to undo the damage, they created a device to undo the damage. It was used to recreate life in the galaxy. But it could also be used to destroy all life in the galaxy."

"OK, who builds something that cures but can destroy as well. That is a real BS problem, if you ask me." O'Neill said.

"Yes, Jack, but the issue is not the device. In another galaxy, they terraformed a planet to resemble Earth, then seeded that planet with humans in a primitive stage of evolution. Then they left for another galaxy themselves and seeded that galaxy with humans as well! Jack, do you understand this. There are multiple galaxies with humans living in them!"

"OK, the only thing I understood in that whole sentence was 'human', and nothing else."

"Sir, if this is true, it could be really big!" Carter said.

"I know, but we have issues in OUR galaxy, we can't worry about who knows where and what!"

"I agree with O'Neill's assessment of the situation. For the moment." Thor said.

"Fine, I'll continue to search this database, Sam and McKay can go and look at the laboratories and have a talk with the engineers. You and the general can talk to Sheppard and Mitchell." Daniel said.

"Before we go, one question." McKay said. "In the future, do I and" he looks at Carter "you know?"

"Well, let's put it this way. Lemon poisoning comes to mind, Meredith!" O'Neill replied.

"Mer... what?"

"Don't what us. That is your name. Your sister is allot more talkative than you. We invited her into this program as well and she accepted. Besides, you and me, NEVER going to happen!" Sam replied as she stormed out.

"Ah, I'll take that as a maybe. And you invited MY SISTER? Great, I have 3 Kirks just on this team to worry about!"

"3 Kirks?" O'Neill asked.

"Yes, you, Sheppard and Mitchell. Even Jackson, if he were a type of person like that!"

"Wait a minute, what type of person!?" Daniel demanded.

Ignoring Daniel, O'Neill responded: "Whatever, Meredith. Now be a good boy and go help Sam. Without humping her leg!"

As the rest left the holo room and went their separate ways, Thor stopped O'Neill, Hammond, Young and Teal'c. "General, I have also been informed that the 2 ships that were being constructed on Earth have been removed from their building bays. One of our ships will be delivering them here in about 2 hours."

"Thank you Thor. I guess there is no point of keeping you here any longer. You have important things to do as well." the general said.

"Indeed. Until next time." Then Thor beamed away.

As the 4 men walked to the outside of the city, captain Sheppard approached them with a team of marines. "Sir," Sheppard the saluted "scouting of the north and west quadrants is complete. No one home. But this place is big enough to house several hundred thousand. We could have a work force stationed here for ship building permanently."

O'Neill saluted back. "Good work, when is Mitchell do to be back?"

"Right now, sir" captain Mitchell responded behind O'Neill and saluted as well. "South and east quadrants scouted. Same as the other ones. But there seem to be massive naquadah deposits in the south mountains and allot of equipment to mine it."

"Good work, captains." the general added. "Teal'c, when can we expect the Jaffa pride to arrive here?"

"In about 5 hours, general."

"Wait, why is it coming here?" O'Neill asked.

"Simple Jack. We can finish building it here allot faster and it in return can provide power for this place for the moment. Until the Tollans and the others help us to power this up, we will need it for that. The rebel Jaffa were kind enough to lend it to us for the time being."

"Ah, OK. Well then... wait, the Tollans? So the agree with the Alliance?!"

"Yes, Jack. That is what happens when you sleep off the base. You miss a few things. The Tollans will share most of their tech. But the military technology will be regulated by them."

"That meaning?"

"They will build it and maintain it, but design it in a way that it can't be copied. And their phasing tech is off the table for the moment."

"So, they are only lending us their weapons?"

"You can call it that. But Jack, you can't look a gifted horse in the mouth."

As the team moved along, the general added "Also Jack, you should start rehearsing. In four days, this place will be full of diplomats."

"Yay me."

Unknown planet, now renamed New Terra, 4 days later (or D day for one Jack O'Neill)

The Jaffa pride had arrived and was now not just being finished in the dry dock area, but was also providing power needed for this meeting. Tok'ra, Tollan and Earth engineers were doing their part in finishing it, as the Jaffa lacked the skills to do so. The Tok'ra had also postponed their relocation plans for this.

In the meeting area, dr. Weir had her hands full, greeting every new arrival. SG-1 was right beside her, doing their part. O'Neill however wanted to be shot. In the leg. Just so that he did not have to be here.

The first wave of potential alliance members that were invited, had a level of technology that was considered bare minimum. This being the industrial age, so planets like Langara barely met the minimum. Also, for the moment, only or mostly human worlds were invited (or those that were once human). Once that would work, non human worlds would be contacted as well, while less developed worlds would be helped to defend themselves from the Goa'uld.

The first group that arrived were the representatives of Rillaan. Jack still hadn't forgotten their unjust imprisonment, but since they got out of that mess, he decided to let it go. For now. Since, as Daniel put it, it was a victory in itself for these people attending at all, since they were so reclusive.

The others were arriving one after another. The Volsinii were on good terms with Earth already, so no issues there. The Orbanians were already on the list for a visit, so their arrival would make things go faster. The Vyan were on the border of technological development accepted for entry. The Breeders, now Eudorians, were enthusiastic about this meeting, as were the Langarans, even if for them, their own issues were still around. The Galar and Hebridan were high on the wish list of Earth, so their arrival was a good sign.

The Pangarans were grateful for the help of the Tok'ra in developing a cure for their home made problem, so no issues there as well. In return, the Tok'ra were grateful in getting their queen back, even if her physical state was really bad. If she would live for only a few years or longer, was questionable at best.

While the Latonans were losing their technology, their Sentinel was valuable, so helping them understand it would be a benefit for the Latonan people, while to able to replicate it would be beneficial to all. For the same reason the Madronans were invited as well. While primitive (below the required minimum), getting the touchstone technology the right way would be worth it.

The people of P3R-118 came reluctantly, suspicious of the meeting. But with their shrinking habitat, they had little choice. Much like the people of P3X-289.

The people of Tagrea had a paranoid military, but their political leadership won the argument, so they would come as well.

The Bedrosians, Optricans and the people of Tegalus were ignored for now. Too many issues and mistrust. Thanks to Daniel and O'Neill, Stargate command knew that the Langarans could and would work together, when push comes to shove. These people however, not so much. Once the Alliance was established and would prove it can function, they might contact them. The same rule applied to the survivors of the Stromos, the crashed ship on planet P2A-347. They too could wait.

Martin Lloyd was found and his memories restored. While his home world was in ruin, his peoples legacy would serve the Alliance in the future, as the SGC managed to acquire his people's ship and arrest the other 3 survivors. If and when they would cooperate, they could work for SGC. It was just a matter of time. However, 4 people do not make a civilization, so Martin was only an observer here.

The Pack were a loose alliance of space nomads, who fled from their home worlds centuries or millennia ago, fleeing the Goa'uld. Never settling down in order to stay one step ahead of the Goa'uld. Getting an invitation and with it a possibility to settle down on a planet with allies was an offer they could not refuse. And getting a large group of humans with working spaceships, even if outdated and in some great need of repairs and maintenance, as well as humans with working knowledge of space travel and navigation was something the Alliance would need.

The last would be the Tollans, Ilempiri and Altarians. One really advanced human civilization, one former human race and a near human race with Goa'uld immunity.

That only left the Aschen. They would be a problem. How would the Alliance handle them? Would they condemn genocide to prevent their own? A question for another day, but clearly, the Aschen were NOT contacted.

That left the Jaffa rebels and the Tok'ra. They would be included, since they were at the front of the war with the Goa'uld.

Just as O'Neill was getting bored out of his mind, he spotted someone in the Langaran delegation.

"Well, well. Daniel, look who it is." O'Neill points Daniel to the person he meant.

"Oh, Jonas Quinn. He came, as we requested. Once we get past the introduction part, think we can tell him our little secret?"

"One thing at a time Danny. He won't be a member of SG-1 this time. Unless you still want to do the whole ascension thing?"

"Don't know yet. Besides, he proved that he could be trusted in the other time line, Jack."

"Still, he was a poor substitution for you. Just saying. After a while, we will tell him. Until then, keep quiet!"

"Ah, O'Neill, Jackson! It has been a while!" came a familiar voice behind them.

"Aris Boch. What an unexpected pleasure. Wasn't expecting you." O'Neill replied as he turned around.

"Yes, while we are not saying that we are not glad to see you, we expected a diplomatic team from your people." Daniel added.

"And they are here, but I am their security detail. Anyway, I am still in your debt form our last encounter and now I hear that you have come up with a plan like this?!"

"You have a problem with it?" O'Neill asked.

"Not at all. If my people can be cured from this addiction the Goa'uld have cursed us with and our planet restored to what it once was, we will gladly join. You should know 2 things regarding your plan. First, my home world is currently not occupied since the Goa'uld think that they have broken our will. The perfect time to rebuild and fortify it. Second, I have many contacts in the underworld. It is being whispered that Earth is planning something. Nothing specific, but this information will come to Goa'uld ears sooner or later. We must be careful. It is also being said that Ba'al does not think that Heru'ur was behind the theft of Apophis prototype ship." Before Aris can continue, he sees that his charges need him. "Sorry, but can't stay longer, my 'duty' calls. And I hope you hate this political game as much as I do O'Neill."

"You can't imagine. See you later."

As Aris went to his ambassador and company, Daniel looked at O'Neill, Sam and Teal'c: "Well, we knew that Ba'al was not a stupid Goa'uld."

"Don't we know it, Daniel. We should... Oh shit, hide me!" O'Neill reacts and hides behind Teal'c. The rest of SG-1 turn to the direction O'Neill is hiding from to see why he reacted like that.

"Comtrya my friends! It has been too long." Harlan greeted SG-1, with SG-1's copies right behind him. That was already causing a confusion with the rest of the crowd.

"Hello Harlan, nice to see you all again." Carter replied.

"Yes, but how in the world did you make general Hammond allow all of this!?" Asked android O'Neill. "And by the way, where is my inferior me?"

"Inferior me?!" O'Neill jumped from behind Teal'c to see himself. "OK, what is that supposed to mean?"

"Inferior? As in slower, weaker, dumber. Get it now?"

"OK, that is it. Guess I'll just have to kick my own ass for a change!"

"Sirs!" both Carters intervened.

"Jack, both Jacks, and I can't believe I am saying this, but stop acting like children." Daniel said.

"He started it!" was the echoed response from both O'Neill's.

"I agree with Dr. Jackson here." general Hammond added as he approached the group. "Now you get a taste of your own medicine, Jack. Both of you do."

"Hey, he at least does not have to listen to Comtrya boy every day!" android O'Neill argued.

While all of this was happening, McKay looked at the other new SG-1 members: "Is this normal for them?"

"Who knows. I just hope I never get in a situation, where I have to kick my own ass." Sheppard replied.

"I have a feeling that this is just the tip of the ice berg of weirdness for them." Young added.

"Whatever. But I just got an insane fantasy in real life!" McKay said.

"I am afraid of asking, but what is it?" Mitchell asked.

"Are you kidding me. 2 Carters! What more could a genius like me ask for!"

"Not a receding hair line?" Mitchell responded.

"Money, good looks and a personality to actually attract a woman like major Carter?" Sheppard added.

"Oh, shut up you two. Why can't you two be like major Young. He doesn't pick on me all the time."

"The only reason I don't do that is because I don't know if you could take it, if you get a third person doing that. And I believe that nature punished you enough already." Young responded.

"Oh great. Now you too?"

"Oh, quiet down, Meredith. Besides, the other one is a robot." Sheppard added.

"Who cares. As least she is not an evil terminator robot version of her."

Android Carter heard all of this, since she had better audio/visual capabilities. She turned to the original Carter: "Why does that McKay fantasize about me and you?"

"Oh, he does, does he?" She then pulls a lemon out and gives it to her android self. "If he annoys you, put this in front of his face, he will back down."

"Or I could just punch him."

"Yeah, with your strength, we don't want a homicide here. Not to mention, that while I will NEVER admit it, he is really smart. It is just his people skills that he lacks in"

Back to the main conversation between both O'Neill's, Daniel was having a fun time talking with, well, himself. It only showed, that O'Neill was a master of pissing people off, since he alone was not getting along with himself.

"I have to ask. If this alliance works, which O'Neill will be leading SG-1?" Android O'Neill asked.

"Oh, hell no! You are not going there! SG-1 is mine. Get your own SG team."

"Hey, technically, you kept everything on Earth, that in a way belongs to us both!"

"Does this include 'our' ex-wife, 'our' bank loan and Kinsey hating 'us'?"

"OK, stop it, both of you!" Hammond had to end this pointless squabbling. "Things like this will be decided later. But suffice it to say, for the time being, SG-1 remains the way it is."

The meeting lasted the whole day. Many things would be ironed out in the days that would follow. Some worlds, Earth included, still had domestic issues with themselves, so that would also be an issue.

The planets would be utilized by their strengths. The Rillaans, Orbanians and Galar were the technological worlds. Tollana would have been added to this list, but declined for 2 reasons. One, they were part time members for the moment. Second, the Tolland made all the other member worlds look technologically backwards. The 3 mentioned planets would mostly add technological development, while participating in all other fields as well. The Tollans however would be involved in every aspect in the Alliance. They would develop and inspect technologies, build things only they can and help develop countermeasures. This was in their interest as well, as they realized that Apophis was close to becoming a threat to them.

The Volsinii and New Eudorians would help technologically as well, but in a smaller scale. Their worlds needed to recover and rebuild. So the other worlds in the Alliance would help with that.

The Vyan and Langarans had technological catch up to do. But the Langarans had an advantage and disadvantage when compared to the Vyans. They were the most mineral rich planet in the Alliance and at this point, the only world known to possess naquadria. However, like Earth, they were not an unified planet. All three sides were cooperating, when exposed to the truth of the state of the galaxy, but that could change.

The Hebridans were an already space developed civilization. So they would become the big ship developer for the civilian sector as well as the big builder of spaceship parts for the military. Both humans and Serrakins agreed to this.

The Pangarans would keep developing their Tretonin medicine to be both used for humans as well as a way to free the Jaffa from their Goa'uld dependency. The Tollans and Tok'ra would be a part of this research. The Tok'ra were already looking to capture a Goa'uld queen to be used for this.

The Latonans and Madronans would be put under Tollan care. The Tollans would research the Touchstone and Sentinel technologies. Once fully understood, they would be shared with the Alliance. A similar rule was applied to the planets P3R-118 and P3X-289. The technologically developed worlds would help to find a solution for their problems.

The Pack needed a planet to call home. A moon orbiting a gas giant in the same solar system that New Terra was located, would be used for that purpose. That way, the Pack fleet was in the same system, the Pack workforce could be utilized fast and their ships would get the needed maintenance and upgrades.

The people of Tagrea had, for the moment, little to offer, besides of a workforce and militarry personnel. The only other advantage they had was that they were close to Earth compared to the other members.

The Ilempiri needed help to rebuild their civilization. On top of that, researching a cure for their addiction became a top priority. Their world would be fortified fast. Mostly because a secret Ancient research laboratory was discovered. In that lab was the information on how the Ancients made the Ilempiri immune to Goa'uld infestation. Something that would be useful in the future. Even the Tok'ra agreed.

The Altarians were a paradox. Not human anymore and not in big numbers. But welcomed anyway. The reason being that if any future ships build had at least one android as a crew member, it could give them an edge in ship boarding and defense missions. Restoring their world and finding where the other Altarians went became a top priority. While it was not encouraged, if any person from the Alliance wanted to have a copy of himself or herself made, it would be done, if the government of that planet agreed to it. The hope also was that the Altarians could 'speak' to the replicators and come to an agreement with them, once the situation would present itself. O'Neill doubted it.

That left Earth. Another paradox. The cradle of humanity for sure, but with allot of problems. The main one was the fracturing. No other planet had this many nations on it. Even if the big and powerful ones were now cooperating, many were still left out. And in the Alliance, Earth would still have only one seat. Something many Earth nations did not like. But what Earth lacked in unity, it made up with diversity. Many useful artifacts of Ancient origin were found on Earth. The Ancient outpost was discovered and reactivated. The healing device of the Ancients was also recovered. The Tok'ra were already working on using it as a template to build a new, better Sarcophagus. One without the side effects. They even enlisted the help of the Tollans for this.

Simply put, Earth was the glue that held this Alliance together.

The 2 Earth ships under construction were moved to New Terra, like Thor promised. O'Neill argued to have them scrapped, if all this new tech was available now, they were obsolete. However, the new Alliance leadership said that they would be finished and upgraded as best as possible, while new designs would be made for future construction.

The upgrades for the x-303's included all the tactical technologies of the Jaffa pride (shields and staff weapons), sensor's, sublight engines, hyperdrives, generators and everything else. Having the Tollans and Tok'ra around made reverse engineering easy. Once it was understood, the planets that had the capacity and capability to build a component, would do so and delivered it to New Terra. The Tollans would also optimize the designs and systems as best as they could. The one problem was, that both x-303's were not compatible with Tollan Ion canon design's. Any future design would not have this problem, but the x-303 did. And solving it would require too much time.

The x-302's were also optimized. The hyperspace window generator was now working. With regular naquadah. But it's top speed and range was limited. For longer trips, having a carrier was still the preferred option. The x-302 was also upgraded to a point where the 2nd seat became obsolete. But instead of redesigning it, the x-302 would become an interceptor, not a space superiority fighter. As an interceptor, a 2nd pilot as a weapons and radar officer was usefull. The old atmospheric engines were replaced with the Goa'uld graviton drives, that all Goa'uld ships used. In space, this drive would be augmented with the use of twin ion engines, giving the x-302 a much better acceleration, when compared to the death gliders. The weapons were also upgraded. The Earth rail gun project was finished by the Tollans and being installed on the x-302's. This weapon would be the primary fighter to fighter weapons at close range. At long range, the fighter would have 16 missiles for anti fighter fire power, or 4 heavy missiles for anti capital ship engagement. The heavy missiles were a fusion warhead weapon with a shield frequency modulation device. That meant that this weapon did not need a nuclear warhead, was a shaped charge (so that the energy upon impact focused on the shield and would not disperse everywhere else, like it did with nukes) and the shield modulation device gave it a chance to either penetrate the shield or inflict more damage upon it. However, with the shield improvements from Apophis, the latter was more likely. On top of that, 2 staff weapons were also added.

The x-302 would go into full production. Since it was relatively small, when compared to the capital ships, multiple worlds would be building them.

Each member world would also build an SGC style military base, where their Stargate would be housed. New security measures would be added. All the gates would have irises as well as an access code. Those worlds that could not build them themselves, would have one build for them, as well as manned for them. On top of that, TER technology was implemented in the gate room to spot any cloaked intruders, frequency jammers for holographic camouflage, Tollan designed scanners for discovering hidden Goa'uld as well as a force field specifically designed to quarantine off the gate room.

On New Terra, the technological planets had begun to build large scale naquadah generators and fusion reactors to supply the city with power and free the Jaffa pride for other tasks. Research into naquadria also began, so that this new powerful variant of naquadah could be exploited ASAP.

For the moment, Earth would be making SG missions alone, but would have existing SG teams augmented with personnel from other worlds, or those worlds would have their own teams. Once a new suitable planet was discovered and a military base build on it, all the member worlds would move the primary SG operations there. But that was still years away.

The SG teams also got an equipment upgrade. Kinetic weapons began to look obsolete (guns) when compared to the developing energy weapons, but it was argued that KEW should remain as part of the equipment. 2 reasons. First, the replicators demonstrated that more advanced is not always better. Second, in some environments, energy weapons would not work (atmospheric radiation, magnetic interference or dampening fields), so having a back up weapon was useful. Each SG team member would have 2 side weapons. A standard pistol and a ZAT. The pistol weapons would be replaced with mass accelerator based weapons, once they could be miniaturized. As for the main weapon, anything was available. The old fashioned submachine guns, shotguns or sniper rifles up to the staff weapons. A more standardized system would be needed, but it would take time to implement it.

Another military issue was the ranking system and what arm of the military was responsible for what. It was agreed that SG operations were special forces, so anyone from any military arm could join, if they met the requirements. Their ranking would be based on ground forces ranking. The same applied for marines, which would be there for special operations, space ship security, ground assaults and planetary and ship defense. The fighter forces were also in the same ranking system. So no matter if it was a pilot stationed on a planet, starbase, moon or spaceship, that would be the ranks used. The standard army of a planet was there for planetary defense only, or, if needed to back up the marines in a large scale assault on another planet.

The naval ranking would be implemented on the spaceship crews, space stations, orbital defenses, satellites and intelligence agencies. Space ships would clearly use navy rankings, with their fighter force up to the CAG and the marines for security using the army rankings. The ship's captain and first officer were the ships leadership (captain and commander - or XO), with the CAG as the 2nd officer (usually a colonel) and the marine commander as 3rd officer (usually a major or Lt. colonel).

The political and economic issues were also there. The political issues were easier. Democracy was the political system of choice, but it needed tweaking, since with so many worlds, having a big bureaucracy would make decision making almost impossible.

The economic issues however were a big problem. Some worlds had a capitalist system (or a variation of it), others has a social system (or a variation of it). The Tollans had neither, but a completely different system, implementing some aspects of both systems. It was agreed, that a fair and efficient system was needed, but changing the current systems of all worlds would be impossible to do over night. A single currency would also be needed.

So many issues to solve. O'Neill was grateful, he had only one job. To shoot Goa'uld. And Kinsey, maybe.

The one issue that was not an issue, was how to name the 2 ships under construction. Only O'Neill saw it as an issue. He argued for Enterprise and Voyager. What he got were 2 Greek tragedies. Prometheus and Demetra. The Tok'ra liked it. For a good reason. Demetra and Prometheus were minor Goa'uld that over 2000 years ago came up with the idea for the Goa'uld to end their parasitic way of life and begin a symbiotic way of life. They were punished and killed for their atrocities by the System lords, but their idea remained and influenced Egeria to found the Tok'ra. 1000 years later, the minor Goa'uld lords Apollo and Hermes wanted to help the Tok'ra, but were betrayed and killed for their betrayal. O'Neill still did not like the names.

Earth, 10 days later, Washington DC, unmarked industrial building, secret meeting

In a darkly lit conference room, 8 figures were sitting around a round table. One seat was still empty. Moments later, one of the doors opened and a man entered the room. He took the remaining free seat.

"Kinsey! You took your time!" one of the mysterious figures raged.

"Yes, in a matter of months, you lost any hope of controlling the SGC, getting rid of O'Neill and Hammond and begin to acquire technologies to make Earth strong. Now we have this mess! Earth is now just one fish in a pond of fishes!" another figure raged.

"And how is it my fault?! How could I have foreseen the successes of SG-1 in acquiring new technologies, making allies and even stealing a Goa'uld ship!? And then these 'great races' messing up the rest. They had the president eating out of their hands! And that O'Neill! His smug face! I never thought that I could hate him more than I did!" Kinsey raged as he tried to defend himself.

"Enough with your petty issues with O'Neill! How do you plan to save what can be saved of the original plan!?"

As the group continued to argue and discuss, no one noticed that someone was listening and recording the whole conversation.

O'Neill's home, 1 day later

As Jack drove to his parking space in front of his house and began to approach his door, he noticed that a military vehicle parked behind his. He was surprised, when general Hammond exited the vehicle with a 2 officer escort.

"Emm, sir? what are you doing here at this time?"

"Jack? You were the one who invited me."

"Emm, sir? I don't think I invited you. I would remember that."

"Well, I got the message to meet you here at this hour. If it wasn't you..."

O'Neill dropped the stuff he was caring and drew his weapon. The general and his escorted did the same. They approached his house and found the front door open. Not forcefully, just open. As O'Neill entered his house, the general followed him.

"General, Jack! Nice to see you. I see you got my message, general." a voice said from the living room.

"Oh no." O'Neill face palmed.

" Maybourne? Explain what are you doing in colonel O'Neill's home and why I should not have you arrested this moment!" general Hammond raged.

"Oh, general, temper, temper. Once you see what I have, you might just kiss me. I hope not. By the way..."

"Sir, there is a pizza delivery car that just arrived." one of Hammonds security officers said.

"Yeah, that would be me." Maybourne said. "I do hope you would take the bill for that, Jack. And really, throw that science experiment you have in the fridge out into the dumpster already. And you need more beer."

"Harry." O'Neill was trying to keep himself calm. "You better have something good, or I will shoot you." O'Neill spoke as he went to pay for the pizzas.

"Oh, yes, once you, the general and the pizzas are in here and the 2 gentlemen with the guns are outside, we can talk.

Said and done. After a minute of watching Maybourne stuffing his face, O'Neill had enough.

"OK, Harry, out with it!"

"Jack, temper. I haven't eaten anything decent in a week." Then he takes out a recording device and shoves it on the table to O'Neill.

As O'Neill and the general begin to listen to the tape, they realize what is recorded on it.

"Holly shit. Harry, this is Kinsey! With a bunch of greedy bastards plotting to kill George and replace the president with someone else!" O'Neill spoke, clearly shocked.

"Yep. And they go on and on for hours. I have a list of who these morons are. All from the industry."

"How did you manage to get this?" Hammond asked.

"Oh, men like Kinsey are animals of procedure. He never leaves home without his favorite watch. He never noticed that I bugged it with a tracker. It did have a limited range, so I had to stay close to receive the signal. I also encoded it, so they would not get smart to the fact that someone was trailing them. And don't ask me how I managed to listen in on their conversations, once Kinsey arrived in the land of Oz. You don't want to know. I do hope that this is valuable to you?"

"Are you kidding? We can nail Kinsey to the cross with this." Hammond spoke.

"Yes, well, just in case, I'm keeping a copy for myself. Call it insurance. But when will I get to sign this unofficial official document that I'm in your service?"

"Once we give this to the current administration, it should not take long. Then the representative of the Earth SGC command comes with the paper and you sign it." the general responded.

"Oh, you mean this Woolsey guy?" Maybourne asked.

"How in the... We only learned this morning." O'Neill asked.

Maybourne just smiled and continued eating. "Trade secrets, Jack. Your secret is how you know so much lately. So leave me something to be smug about, would you?"

Cylon Rebel expeditionary fleet, Algae planet, same time

The Cylon fleet had arrived at the planet 2 days ago. It was clear that the 13th tribe took a rest stop here, so something could be found on the planet. And it was found. The temple of the Five. Magnificent in its design, but useless for their mission.

"Anything of actual value here?" Caprica asked as she looked around the temple.

"Sorry, but nothing that can be used outside of a museum." a Two responded.

The temple was buzzing with activity. Humanoid models and centurions were searching the entire temple from top to bottom.

"Caprica! I think you would want to see this." An Eight spoke from an entrance into a cave system.

As the group of Cylons moved into the cave, they entered a side passage that ended in a dead end.

"So, why have we moved into this pointless corridor?" Caprica asked.

"This." an Eight responded and began to remove the sand from the floor. Something became visible. As the other Cylons kneeled and began to help, a ring in the ground became visible.

"OK, what is the point of this?" a Two asked.

"Who knows?" Caprica responded.

Just then, a sound was heard. An Eight stood in the middle of the ring, when it and several more shot up from the ground. In a flash of light, the Eight was gone. Additionally, a centurion was beyond repair. It was caught in the middle, when the rings shot up, beaming its lower half away.

"Frak!" was the echoing word in the cave.

"What happened? Where did Jasmine go?" A Three asked.

"OK, calm down. Does she have a wireless?"

"No."

"OK, give me your wireless." Caprica takes Leobens wireless and sends a general signal. "OK, to all Cylons. Has anyone found or touched ANYTHING?! And I MEAN ANYTHING. Report."

"This is Jason. I have found an armband with jewels on it. I tapped a jewel and it began to glow. Why? What happened?"

"Will tell you, when you get here. And come here fast, with the armband."

Minutes later, the Two with centurion escort arrived.

"Show it to me." Caprica demanded. As he gave her the armband, she began to inspect it. "OK, let's see, you presses which button?" the Two showed her and she pressed it. The process repeated again as the rings shot up. But the missing Eight was still missing.

"What do you think this is?" the Three asked.

"Before we saw the Colonial new toys, I would not know what this is. But now, my guess is that this is a teleporter. It can't be a disintegration device, there would be ash or something left of her. OK, someone put another wireless communicator in the middle of this ring and then step back. Let's test this. If she is down there, she should find it."

Said and done, the wireless communicator was gone. A minute later, they heard her voice.

"Hello, does anyone hear me!?"

"Yes, we hear you sister. Where are you?"

"Ummm, I don't know for sure. It is too dark here. I'm definitely in a tunnel again, but can barely see anything. What happened?"

"Will explain later. Stay clear of the ring." Caprica then turned to 2 centurions. "You two, go and stand in the middle of this ring and keep your arms close to you. Don't want you to end like your brother."

As she pressed the jewel again, the centurions disappeared.

"OK, 2 centurions now appeared here? Was this your plan?"

"In a way. We now know that this is a teleporter. I'll be coming down to you with more centurions and searching material." She then turned to the Three. "You stay here." She hands her the armband. "You will be moving us up and down, when we contact you, OK?"

Moments later, many Cylons were in the unknown parts of the caves, searching.

"Why are we still searching these caves? What are you hoping to find?" a Two asked.

"Something. Anything. This device, it is not here for nothing. There has to be something here we can... Look. A light source up ahead."

Caprica, the Two and 4 centurions entered a larger room. The room was filled with consoles, monitors, equipment for unknown uses as well as a large ring standing vertically at the end of the room.

"You were asking what I was hoping to find. Well, not this, but it will do."

Hours later, the room was filled with Cylons. An exit was found that led out of a mountain. They realized, that the exit was over 5000 km from the temple of five, but raiders were already there, unloading reinforcements.

The transporter devices would be salvaged. The centurions already removed them both from the earth and moved them to the heavy raiders. As for the computers and the ring. Those were another mystery. The computers were written in a language unknown to the Cylons. That and the great difference in technology made it impossible for the Cylons to hack the computers. So much for that idea. They would have to decipher it the old fashioned way.

The ring and the platform next to it were studied as well, but in the end, everything would be moved to the Basestar. It would take several hours to do, but it would be done. They can continue to study all of this, when they are on their way again.

As Caprica was moving back to the central room, a Two approached her. "Caprica, while we can't understand this language, I have found something, that I can understand. Come."

They approach a console and the Two shows her a graph on it.

"So, you found a graph. What of it?"

"I saw a similar one on the Basestar when we did the solar analysis of the star. We speculated that it was unstable and dying. Well, this graph is allot more detailed. And I mean allot. If I read this correctly, this star will go nova in about 2 years time."

"OK, fascinating. So this is some kind of star observatory equipment?"

"My thoughts exactly. But there is another thing. While you were gone, we discovered what powers these computers and consoles. As you see, they are all attached with these thick cables to this central device that clearly is not a computer, as it lacks any data access points. Amy, can you do it again?" the Two asks a Three to do something.

Said Three pushes something on the top of the device and the top opens up. Seconds later the lights of the consoles go dark and a small crystal is pushed out of the device, glowing.

"Is that a power source?" Caprica asked.

"We believe so. But look at it. Does it not remind you of something?"

"Of what?"

"A gem of Olympus, if you would believe the Sacred scrolls. A gem that was stolen from Olympus by a thief. Maybe not a myth, just misinterpreted by primitive humans, who did not understand technology?"

"Heh. If what you say is true, than that ship the colonials were on was..."

"Olympus maybe?"

"Frak. Well anyway, Amy, put it back in and lets continue with the moving of this stuff."

Colonial refugee fleet, high orbit of New Caprica, 2 days later

The fleet had arrived. The celebrations were great, but were put on hold for the colonization to begin. Many ships docked with the satellite that was not shooting a beam of green energy at the planet. It dispersed the moment it hit the atmosphere. The ships that docked there, were the civilian ships that were too big to land on the planet, or were designed to never land at all. Instead of wasting fuel with raptors, the rings were utilized for that task.

A location for settlement was also found. In the bay next to the settlement site, Olympus would be landed. But landing it was something different. Something that they did not know how to do. In the end, the crew with the most experience with the alien tech would do it. And Apollo had the honor to land it. He would be sitting in the control chair. Not that Starbuck wasn't capable, but she was better at wrecking things than landing them.

"OK, we are all ready here." Apollo spoke over wireless as he sat in the control chair. Dee and Shaw were next to him, keeping an eye on the systems.

"Gods speed Apollo. And remember, take her down slowly." the Admiral spoke. For safety measures, the Kobol was emptied of all civilians. There was not enough room on the rest of the fleet for them, so they moved them to the planet surface.

"OK, here we go." Apollo said to himself as he aligned the ship to begin the reentry.

As the ship began its descent, the shields began to flare up at the bottom, as the atmosphere began to rub against it. In the control room, the shaking could be felt, but not the heat.

"OK, looking good. The shields are holding, but the crystal is strained. I'm rerouting all the other power generators to the engines. Once we are in position, begin deceleration." Baltar spoke as he watched the engineering console.

"Yeah, yeah, doc. Like we practiced."

On the Galactica, admiral Adama was pacing up and down the CIC. Not something he usually did, but here they were dealing with unknown technology. Technology that took all these Colonials all the way here.

"Stay calm Bill. You're going to make a hole in the floor, if you keep this up." Saul joked.

"Can't help it. Mr. Gaeta, what's the ETA?"

"They should reestablish communications in 2 minutes sir."

"2 more minutes. And landing something so big that it dwarfs a Battlestar. And we never imagined to land a Battlestars on a planet. So sorry if I'm a bit nervous, Saul."

As the 2 minutes passed, they heard a response on wireless. "Galactica, this is Kobol, Apollo speaking. We have successfully entered the atmosphere and slowed down to a crawl. In 3 more minutes we will be over the landing area and set her down."

The CIC room exploded with cheers. "Understood, Apollo. See you on the ground." the admiral responded. "Saul, you have the CIC, I'm going down there.

The admiral raced thru the corridors of the Galactica until he arrived in the hangar where the ship with the transporter from Kobol was housed.

Once on the planet, he continued rushing to the coast. Many people were already there, waiting. Laura Roslin was one of them.

"Hello admiral. Came to see the show?"

"Wouldn't miss it, madam president."

Then they saw it, the Kobol as it appeared on the horizon. It's descent was slow, but still fast enough for Apollo to continue a hard deceleration. The engines were clearly visible and active. 2 minutes later, the ship was only meters above the water line. It touched down, but not as gently as it was hoped. The water, that was harshly pushed out of the way, created small waves that reached the coastline. All the people there got a bit wet, but nothing else.

The Kobol then slowly glided to the coast, but stopped around 200 meters from it.

"Guess this is as close as they can get. The water is not deep enough for a closer landing." the admiral spoke.

"Probably. We knew that we would need to build bridges to connect the ship to the city we will build here, but 200 meters is still a bit away. If we still had all of our equipment from the colonies, we could solve this easily." the president responded.

"Even with the equipment, we don't have the infrastructure here. That is the real issue. But since there are so many Colonials now here and a limited space on Kobol, we will have to expand, sooner or later."

Just then, the Kobol opened up. The 2 residential and the commercial domes opened up. For the first time, real fresh air entered the city in many millennia. The 2 domes that were farmed, remained closed. The difference in temperature would kill some of the plants there, so they would wait until the planets temperature was increased. On the beach, the people laughed and cheered. Oh yes, there would be a party.

Unknown location, hidden Goa'uld planet

Zipacna moved thru the corridors of the Ha'tak. He was summoned. He did not want to be late. His master did not take kindly to many things. Being late was one of them. As he entered the Pel'tak, his master was reading a report on a display. Zipacna kneeled.

"My lord, you summoned me?"

"Yes, what can you report from the summit?" the hooded figure asked.

"Nothing that you did not already know. The only new information was that Ba'al was not sure if Heru'ur was responsible for the theft."

"Hmm, I always knew that one of them would not be as stupid and easily blinded. Now we know who it is. But this whole situation is not making sense. The Tok'ra and Tau'ri are too organized. And now the Furlings have returned. It has to be the temporal fluctuations that I felt. Something has changed."

"Temporal fluctuations, my lord?"

"Nothing you need to worry about. We have to start accelerating my plans. See to it!"

Zipacna bowed again and left the Pel'tak.

"Now, which one of you ascended ones did this. It could only be one of you." Anubis asked no one in particular.

Planet Proculus, Pegasus galaxy, same time

Chaya Sar was meditating in her private spot. The peace and sound of nature was relaxing. But sometimes, she wished that she could return to the others. Just then, she felt a presence, a presence not of a human.

"Show yourself. I know that you are here."

At that moment, a handsome and well dressed man appeared from behind a tree. "Even after all this time living among the humans, you haven't lost your touch, Chaya Sar, my dear."

"Janus. While I am glad to see a fellow Lantean, I do question your reason for coming here. Is the temporal change the reason for it?"

"Sorry, but no. And this is not a social call either. I need a favor."

"Favor? What kind of favor?"

"In a few months, the planet Sateda will be attacked and destroyed by the Wraiths. I want you to stop that."

Chaya Sar could not believe it. Interfering in the lower planes was the reason for her exile. And now Janus asked her for another interference.

"Really? Are you insane? The others would notice this and stop me. Besides, you are an ascended being as well, you do it."

"I will distract the others to let you do your work and I can't do it myself. I am needed for the final phase. And that is still far away."

"Final phase? Of what? Another plan of yours? An... wait. The temporal change? Your time ship!? You did this! You moron! You never knew when to stop!"

"During our time in physical form, you never complained about the 'never know when to stop' part." Janus smirked.

"Don't get cute with me. That was the reason that I ended 'us'. You inability to know when you can do more damage than good! Damn you!"

After several minutes, she spoke again. "All right, I'll do it! But why only this planet? Why is it important?"

"Simple, Earth is coming to Atlantis. Soon. And they will change this galaxy for the better. Having strong friends will help with that. I would also like for you to tell the Satedans this, once their world is saved. Most of all one Ronon Dax."

New Caprica, a week later

The celebrations were over. Now the hard work laid before them. The construction of the settlement would take years, but they had a safe haven right next door. 2 rudimentary bridges were already constructed to connect the Kobol ship to the shoreline. Roads were being constructed as well, but housing would be an issue. They had the tools and people, just not the building materials. Baltar had the solution. Well, kind of.

First part of his plan was to use the ring to continue observing the Cyrannus system from Gemenon. That way they could also keep getting materials and supplies from the now abandoned and irradiated colonies. But they had to remain vigilant. If the Cylons learn of their hidden base on Gemenon, they would have to abandon and bury it.

Second part of Baltar's plan was to exploit the enormous deposits of this naquadah material on New Caprica's natural moon. Baltar had looked thru the database of Kobol and found out everything he could about this element. Realizing that it can be used for construction purposes, power transmission, power generation and a fuel source made mining this element an important part of the development plan for this colony.

The fleet had 2 refinery ships and a mining ship. They were put to use immediately. They landed on the moon, next to an open vein of naquadah. One of the ships was equipped with an surplus ring transporter platform, to enable fast shipping and movement of workers. All the mining equipment from the Kobol ship was also moved to the mining ship and the workers were learning how to use the alien mining equipment. Working in low gravity without an atmosphere was taxing, but the Colonials had experience in working in such environments. A mining base was needed to speed up the ore extraction, so the first building that the naquadah material would be used for was the construction of a small habitat that would cower the entrance to the mines and also connect to the 3 landed ships. Doing this first would make mining easier and faster.

The raw ore would be transported via the rings to the Kobol ships lower parts, where the refinery plants were located. Another priority was to refine some of the first mined naquadah into the energy grade one to refuel the naquada generators. This way, it would take some of the strain of the power crystal to power the outpostship. The Colonials also figured that since the outpostship had water purifying, waste recycling and power management systems, just extending the connections from the ship to the settlement via power lines and sewers would solve any future problems for them.

The terraforming satellite would become the main orbital base. It was already the main hub of movement from the orbital ships to the surface and back again. Only equipment and materials too big for the rings were still moved via the Raptors. The satellite would keep terraforming the planet for decades to come, until it was finished. But the Colonials wanted to keep the satellite even after it had done what it was designed to do. So they planned to refuel it as well, since this terraforming project would deplete its current energy supply. The satellite was also the main connection not just to the planet surface but to the moons mining operation.

As for the people, for the moment, the outpostship was filled to capacity. The rest would have to remain on the ships both those that landed and those that had to remain in orbit. As the settlement would begin to shape, more and more people would begin resettlement from the orbital fleet to the surface.

In the control room of Kobol, Baltar was typing something on the console. When he was finished, he picked up his notes and begin to leave.

"Going, Mr. vice president?" A young military officer asked.

"Yes. We are done for today. we will continue tomorrow. I need to get to the meeting with the president. Good night."

Baltar moved to his designation. The president's new seat of power, now moved to the outpostship. It made sense to Baltar. If the Quorum moved here, the president should as well. Made everything easier in the long run.

Minutes later, he had arrived to the large, oval shaped room. It was some kind of control room before, now repurposed for its new function. And Baltar was the last to arrive. Admiral Adama, rear admiral Cain, president Roslin, several Quorum members and assistants were already here.

"My apologies for being late, madam president, but I had to finish up after the last expedition thru the ring returned."

"It is quite all right, Gaius. How did the new addresses that you found in the database, pan out?"

"Not good. 4 new addresses were found. all outside the outpostship's and satellites sensors range. So we don't really know where they are. 2 desert planets, 1 ice moon orbiting a gas giant and the last one was a barren planet orbiting a white dwarf. The radiation there was insane, so we cut that trip short. I can only assume that that planet once supported life, but when its parent star depleted its fuel and went red giant, the planet died as well. This only supports my theory, that this gate system was build millions of years ago."

"And yet, you are the only one who thinks that. The Sacred scrolls tell us..." the representative of Gemenon began to speak, as she was stopped.

"The Scrolls! Don't make me laugh! I am a man of science! And science gave us this ship, this knowledge, this safe haven of a planet! What has your religion done!? Nothing! If you ask me, these scrolls were written by morons millennia ago, when people had no knowledge of science, so they took what they saw out of concept." Baltar raged.

"Watch your mouth! While you might not be a believer, centuries ago you would have been hanged for such blasphemy. Maybe we should reintroduce such practices again!"

"That will never happen! If you do that, what will be next? A woman not having the right to decide if she wants an abortion?" Laura argued back to the Gemeniese representative. "Let's make one thing clear here. I will not start backtracking Colonial laws just to suit some of the people! And Dr. Baltar has a point. The Lords did not help us in the first war, nor did they stop the Cylons from nuking us."

"And my point is, madam president, that it was technology that created the Cylons in the first place. Not religion!"

"Yes, as if religion is so innocent that it does not leave blood marks on its robes. How many millions died during the inter-colonial war? The war between the old power houses, Virgon and Leonis? The religious holy wars that Gemenon started? The wars for independence from many of the occupied colonies. Yes, technology created the Cylons, but religion caused them! We wanted to shed our responsibility onto these machines. The responsibility we did not want, when blind and stupid religion made us do horrible things! If you want to get religious here, then let me turn your own logic against you. If the Lords exist, I would say that the Cylons are their punishment for our arrogance, greed and blind devotion." Baltar argued back.

"How DARE you...!"

"Enough!" Roslin roared. This was going nowhere. "We can discuss things of religion and metaphysics at another time. Doctor, do you have the reports and timetables for the mining operation and settlement constructions?"

"Yes, madam president, right here." Baltar passed a large map containing charts and graphs to her.

As Laura began to inspect them, she spoke again. "What about the military, admirals?"

"The Battlestars are flying in high orbit in a defensive pattern. Apollo had decided to remain in command of the Discovery. I will remain on the Galactica. The other ships can arrange their officers and crews anyway they want, as long as every ship is at least at 50% combat strength. The transporters do help allot. Many military people can just go work their shifts and then return to the planet surface. "

"Concerning this, I have an idea, madam president." Baltar spoke again.

"Yes, doctor?"

"We should use the Discovery. For exploration purposes as well as to keep an eye on the Cylons."

"Are you insane? If the Cylons detect her, the ship could lead them to us!" Zarek argued.

"No, I agree with the vice president. We can only get so much intel from the base on Gemenon. We have not seen a single Cylon in Gemenon orbit for weeks. With your permission, I would like to send scouts to the other planets, just to take a peek." admiral Adama countered Zarek. "I would also like to send the discovery out. As I understand, the Cylons can't track her and if outnumbered, she can just get out of the combat zone?" the admiral looked at Baltar, who acknowledged his thinking. "Finding other habitable planets, resources or the base the Discovery wanted to reach would be a great discovery. No puns intended."

"Maybe, but not at the moment. Once we get settled here, we can have a vote in the Quorum. I don't want to decide something like this without some support." Roslin spoke as she looked at Zarek. She knew that his support was off the table.

Then she looked at Dr. Cottle. "Doctor, your report on the health status of the population?"

"Yes, well, it has improved significantly, now that we have regular hygiene, clean water and normal food rations. Thou the Sagittarians are still giving us a headache. The alien medical equipment does not need needles, but these healing rays are considered unholy by many of them. Maybe Mr. Zarek can talk some sense into them?"

"I will not force my people into anything they don't want."

"I did not say force, just talk to them. Anyway, as for the other 2 reports. The people that went thru the chair experience have completely stabilized. No more improvements are visible. As for your condition, madam president. As far as I can say, you are completely healthy. But just to be safe, I would want you to have another session on that machine that emits that healing radiation. Also, I would like you to do the same, Admiral Adama."

"Why me, I'm healthy. Or have you not told me something?"

"Not at all, admiral. It is just to get rid of those scars you still have from that operation you had after being shot."

"Will think about it, doctor."

"Before we continue onto other matters, there is one thing I would like to ask all of you." Laura spoke. "Tomorrow, we will have our first burial ceremony on New Caprica. As you all know, my former assistant Billy Keikeya died during the terrorist attack on Cloud nine. Instead of giving him a burial in space, I decided to give him a proper one. On a planet. I hope to see as many of you there as possible. Now, let's continue..."

Earth, SGC, 2 days later

O'Neill was happy. Well, more than usually. To say that Kinsey was in hot water, was an understatement. However, as a typical politician, he managed to at least make sure that he kept his freedom. His position however was gone. The reason that he was not wearing orange pajamas was simple. Cooperating, selling out everyone he knew that was part of this conspiracy (AKA, the other rats trying to leave the sinking ship) and pleading ignorance in not knowing the greater plan. In the recording, Kinsey left halfway thru the meeting. The ideas of replacing the president and killing general Hammond came after that. So just dumb luck, that Kinsey was still free. Jack cursed. That guy was made of Teflon.

The other problem was, that Jack knew that the caught figures were only the tip of the ice berg. There were many more back stabbing bastards out there, trying to fill their pockets with money, Earth be damned.

Currently, the now 8 team large SG-1 was preparing for their next mission. O'Neill kept to his good old weapons layout. Why change what worked. He only added the now mandatory Zat. Jackson, McKay, Sheppard, Mitchell and Young did the same. Teal'c kept his current weapons as well. Only Carter made a change. She swapped her old P-90 for a new prototype Colt M-100 MA weapon. It was the first weapon designed with the miniaturized magnetic accelerator technology. It has great range and penetrating power, but could still not penetrate energy fields or naquadah armor of a cretin thickness or density. Its projectiles also moved at speeds that made the old comically propelled rounds look like they were standing still. There were drawbacks, however. The weapon had a magazine size of 20 rounds, but fires much slower than your standard SMG. It was also 50% heavier that its standard counterparts. It also needed a power cell to function. It was still in the experimental stages, but if it would prove itself in the field, they would start to implement magnetic accelerator technology in hand held weapons.

"So Carter. You really sure you want to use that?" O'Neill asked.

"Yes sir. The Tollans helped us to finish the research o this tech and they miniaturized it for us. We need to test it to see if it is worth the trouble. Also, we now have 7 people with medium to short distance weapons, might also have one with some range, don't you think?"

"Also, if you look at it this way, Jack, while you argued that it is heavier, the ammo is lighter, since it does not need the chemical agents and shell casings anymore." Daniel tried to defend Carters decision.

"OK, OK. When 2 eggheads argue with me, I know that I have lost. You guys ready?" O'Neill asked the rest of the team.

"Yes sir. Can't wait for another mission." Mitchell answered.

As they walked out of the prep room, Sheppard asked: "Anyone know the planet we are going to?"

"P5S-381." Carter answered.

"Wait. Aren't those Enkarans that you resettled there?" McKay asked. "Why go back to those backwater people?"

"Uhh. Not allot of empathy in you, Meredith?" Sheppard said.

"Hey, our main mission is to find allies and technology. I doubt that people that don't even have indoor plumbing would be of much help. Just like those Unas on the planet of origin of the Goa'uld. Honorable and strong, but of no use for us at the moment "

"And we are going for those reasons exactly." O'Neill intervened. "That planet is being terraformed at the moment. From some race that is currently on ice, but their colony ship is automated. It should create an android to talk with us."

"The Gadmeer, Jack. We do what we apparently did the first time. We convince the android to relocate the Enkarans to their original home world, but this time we ask for the android to return with the ship so that we can stay in contact." Daniel responded.

"Ok, why are we doing that again?" O'Neill asked as they moved from the corridors to the gateroom.

"Well, sir. That android could help us to initiate contact with the Gadmeer, once they rebuild their civilization. Speaking with them directly would be difficult, since they are a sulfur based life form. We would have to wear some form of suit to protect us from their environment, or vice versa. And the android could become part of the Altarians." Carter explained.

"Or he could shoot himself once he gets to know you know who."

"Question. If these Gadmeer are a non human race, why try to make an alliance with them? Not that I am xenophobic or anything?" McKay asked.

"Phase 2, lemon boy. I can't believe I am saying this, but did you not listen to the briefing?" O'Neill asked. It was ironic, he was usually the one who slept thru a briefing. "After a year, if this Alliance survives that long, we expand. To human worlds that we have not contacted yet and to non human worlds as well."

"Speaking of human worlds. Any idea of what to do about these Aschen?" Mitchell asked.

"We are working on it. If all else fails, we black hole them."

Just then, the Stargate activated.

"Good luck, SG-1" the general spoke from the dialing room.

"OK, SG-1, move out." O'Neill ordered. The entire team moved thru the wormhole.

One thing I would like to say here. The reason that I wrote that the ships now being build in the shipyards would include the staff weapons is this: It never made any sense to me that Earth just did not copy the Goa'uld weapons for space ships. I'm not saying that rail guns are bad, but they had an intimate knowledge of how staff weapons work (at some point), copying that design should have been easy. The same rule applied to hand held weapons. 10 years of SG-1 and then SGA-1 and they still kept the same old P-90, when they should have upgraded a long time ago. Staff weapons, particle magnum, Zat's, TER's, just to name a few.