Chapter 5
Briefing
SGC

Jenna looked around at the hall as she walked down the hall with Daniel. Several people walking by gave her strange glances.

She said, "I've been reading all about this place for months. It's pretty cool to actually see it."

"I can imagine. When I first saw this place it was pretty amazing. You have to wait to get clearance to see the Gate, though."

"That makes sense... but I've already seen it."

Daniel stopped, "What? How?"

"I had a dream where I saw it. I don't really know how, but I know for sure that I saw it."

"Oh. It's not like strange things like that are actually out of the ordinary around here." They both laughed.

They continued their walk to the infirmary in near silence as Jenna looked around and greeted random airmen by name.

They made it to the infirmary and looked in. There were a few people lying on the beds and Dr. Fraiser was tending to another of Sgt. Siler's injuries. Jenna laughed, but quickly stopped. Dr. Fraiser looked up, saw them, and quickly finished what she was doing to Siler's nose.

"Hello, Daniel. Who is this?" Dr. Fraiser asked.

"Hello, Dr. Fraiser, I'm Jenna" She held out her hand for Dr. Fraiser to shake.

"Nice to meet you, Jenna" said Dr. Fraiser with a warm smile as she shook Jenna's outstretched hand.

Daniel whispered something in Dr. Fraiser's ear. She nodded.

Dr. Fraiser took Jenna and proceeded to run her tests.

A while later, briefing room

Dr. Fraiser was handing out files.

"We're still waiting for some tests to come back, but she seems to be just a particularly smart and healthy teenage girl." She said as she sat down.

"There's nothing different at all about her?" asked General Hammond.

"Not from what we've found so far, but like I said we're still waiting for some tests to come back," answered Dr. Fraiser.

"In the meantime, we will have to keep her here, so we have given her a VIP room, and informed her mother that she is here. We told her that she is here for a recruiting program."

Just then, Jenna walked in looking just slightly disheveled from sleeping. "General Hammond, I just had the strangest dream" everyone gave her a strange look wondering why she was telling him this. "There was a Gate address." She finished.

She grabbed a piece of paper out of a folder no one had noticed she was holding, and handed it to the General.

General Hammond took the paper, looked at it, and handed it to Major Carter, "I assume you want to have a look at this"

Major Carter answered that, yes, she would have to calculate it for planetary drift, and she said that it should take about one and a half weeks. She then stood up to leave the room, but Jenna stopped her.

"That's not all I saw." Major Carter sat back down. "I already told Daniel about this, but I think you should all hear it." She started on a narrative of the dream she had had six months earlier and pulled out her drawings. She finished her story and started on a new one.

JENNA'S POV

I stood in the same clearing as before, looking at the gate. I turned around and saw the DHD. I walked toward it. It was covered in vines with small white flowers. I looked at the buttons as one by one they lit up. I memorized the symbols and once again turned around and walked down the path of alien moss. I came to the building. I walked towards the circle and reached for it, this time I touched the middle. The writing lit up until all I could see was a shining gold circle. I closed my eyes to protect them from the light and when I opened them again, I saw not just a wall, but a door. I walked through cautiously and surveyed my surroundings. There were vines covering almost all of the walls. It looked like there were trees and plants everywhere, and then I realized it was the furniture. At the far wall, there was a chair, like a throne. I walked over to it reached out my hand to touch it, but pulled it away. I looked to my left. There was a patch on the wall that was framed by the vines, except in full bloom in white flowers. It was covered in white, brown, green, all sorts of colors. I walked over to it. I looked at it and saw the image of a woman. Her hair was long, straight, and a beautiful mahogany color. Shades of red and brown shone in the light. She wore a long, white, flowing robe that seemed to shimmer. She was tall and statuesque. I reached out to touch the picture… and so did the woman. I drew my hand back, realizing that it was not a picture, but a mirror. That was me.