Title: Blue, Chapter 3
Rating: Teens for some swearing
Archive: SJD yes, just ask if you want to!
Spoilers: Everything up to season 8
Season: After season 8, the four still are SG-1
Summary: The govt puts pressure on the SGC to find more ancient information, and the team must deal with the fallout. S&J
Disclaimer: Not mine don't sue me!
AN: Wow! Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed! I'm really enjoying this story too! I'm sorry it took a while to get another chapter out. My muse went on vacation without me… I was waiting for inspiration to strike, and it did after I read Ruth M King's fic Under a Wounded Sky. I would really suggest that story if you haven't read it already. I know it's short, but I just wanted to get something out soon! Feedback in enjoyed and appreciated!
"So,Daniel. Explain. One more time," Jack groaned and ran his hand through his hair.
The team was waiting for the seventh chevron to engage. They stood in the middle of the mess of equipment and weather tools they were taking with them. After what happened last time they went to the planet, Jack decided to go with his favorite motto: Be Prepared; gotta love those Boy Scouts. Ok, so it wasn't his favorite motto, but it worked in many ways. It saved him in more than three jams in high school while he was dating Sally Muller.
"Chevron Three locked."
"While Teal'c and I kept traveling, we noticed on our Weather ISS that there was a very warm patch of area further up from our position. But we didn't think that we could make it there before the storm would hit us, so we took shelter."
Sam was scurrying around them all making final adjustments on anything she could find. Each person had their own Artic Cat, so two on one wouldn't be a problem. Not that Jack would've minded, not at all. He was just surprised that she wasn't trying to avoid him more after the 'incident'.
Jack never liked the word 'incident'. He looked the word up once in the dictionary to see it described as, "A usually minor event or condition that is subordinate to another". The definition of 'incident' was too infinitesimal to fully grasp the true meaning. When he used to think of incident, he would think of Charlie spilling over a glass of milk, not being bare naked in a sleeping bag with the one woman he can't have.
"So…" he prompted. Daniel's eyes widened, not understanding.
"We believe that there may be some type of alien or Ancient technology in the warm area, O'Neill," Teal'c finished.
"Oh. Ok. Good deal." Teal'c only raised his eyebrow at his commander's odd terminology.
"Jeez Jack, are you watching MTV or VH1 or something?" Daniel whined as he pulled his face mask on to keep from freezing.
"Don't play a playa." Yeah…… that one didn't even get a grin out of Carter.
"Alrighty then, let's move out." As the gate opened he thanked Walter or whatever god that was on duty for saving him from further embarrassment.
"Are we there yet?" Jack's childish voice echoed in everyone's head as he spoke on the radio that connected in their helmets.
"Almost Jack, almost," Daniel's patient reply came back.
Teal'c was leading the convoy of snowmobiles with Daniel close at second, followed by Sam and Jack. The weather was worse than the first time they were there. Small lights on the front of the Artic Cats hardly lit the way. Sam mused that from an aerial perspective, they must look like fireflies in the summer playing follow the leader.
But, oddly enough, Sam noticed that the temperature seemed to rise the further away they were from the Stargate. After they had been plowing for an hour and a half, a mountain range became visible. The closer they got, the less the snow fell.
"This is it. See those mountains? That's where we want to be," Daniel informed everyone.
The archaeologist moved to usurp Teal'c's lead and charge towards the mountains. All Jack could think was how was he going to pry him away this time?
"Alright, let's stop here for a second," Jack ordered.
The team pulled into a line with one another to stare at the beautiful sight in front of them. The mountain range was in a colossal circle, protecting something on the inside. It seemed almost alive, glowing with a blue-ish hue that would shimmer, making the range look like it was breathing.
Teal'c pulled off his face mask and inhaled the blueness of the mountains. Now that they were this close, the temperature was near 45 degrees Fahrenheit. At the pace the kept, they were all sweating now. He turned his head to the right to see the rest of the team mimic his action.
"Wow, it's, really blue," Sam stated while wiping the sweat off of her forehead.
"Yeah, it is. It's beautiful," Daniel responded in awe.
"It sure is," Jack agreed.
"So, can we go inside now?" Daniel asked.
"Well, did you remember to go to the bathroom before we left?" Jack couldn't resist teasing the young man's eagerness.
"Jack," he warned back.
"What's the weather like inside?"
"Can't tell, sir. The mountains are blocking out our instruments. But my guess is that it's a hell of a lot warmer than at the gate."
"Carter?" he asked in clarification.
"Well sir, I've been watching the temperature since we arrived. It's been getting warmer the closer we got to the mountains. I'm expecting that it'll be a normal temperature once we get inside the circle." Jack nodded along with her explanation.
"Alright, let's go in."
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