Title: Selection

Summary: It's the time for the SGC annual staff choosing. Ever wondered how the solders were selected? What hardship they must face to be able to serve in SGC?

Warning: Grammar not the best, but I do my best… but you will see, so it is a warning.

A/N: This story serve as a practice to try to get back to writing as well to get this idea out of my mind. Hope you will like, please tell me what you think.

Selection

The team of trainees walked beside Jack's hiding place. Jack noticed Hawkeye trailing the group, he moved to met up with him.

"They didn't noticed the footsteps Teal'c placed." Hawkeye said as a greeting.

"Yeah I noticed. They didn't even guarding their back. Should we call their attention to it?"

"Yours the left." O'Neill arched an eyebrow; the young man on the left side had a similar built like T.

"Why don't you take the left, after all I'm your commander?"

"Yeah but you are taller."

"You are heavier."

"I'm not."

"Are." They glared at each other for a moment.

"Alright, heads or tails." Jack rolled his eyes, as he muttered "Tails." Hawkeye tossed up a coin and got it in mid air. "Heads, you lost."

"I swear you are cheating, its no way you always win." O'Neill muttered as he started to sneak toward his target. Hawkeye just smirked as he followed the older man.

Jack followed his target, he watched the young man every move. The young man started to drop behind with a step or two. Jack pulled out his knife and made his move. His hand covered his target's mount and placed his knife to his throat. O'Neill yanked the man behind a larger bush. He allowed the young man to go and placed his fingers to his mouth to signal the other to stay quiet and start to move back toward the base. Steely grey eyes narrowed but nodded his understanding.

Jack shocked his head in disbelief, he didn't thought it would go that easily. He didn't even really try to hide his present. He sensed a present to his right, he watched as Hawkeye moved closer to him. Jack arched an eyebrow, Hawkeye grinned and shrugged. It took another minuet or two for the others to notice they lost two of their comrade. They could hear their voice from their hiding place.

"What happened?"

"I don't know."

"Why didn't you listen?"

"Why didn't you?"

"Shut up both of you. Now listen up, and Banks you will guard or back Nate go ahead and scout out the area, everyone else watch out and protect our side." ordered a petit, blond woman. Jack exchanged an amused look with Hawkeye. The girl reminded both of them to a certain Doc Frasier.

Their little hunt just got a tad bit interesting. They moved forward to join the other form their hunter party. Jack was interested what surprise the others stage for the newbees. Teal'c always had a cool trap at hand.

-----------

As Colonel O'Neill and Major Hawkeye found out, a bit of diversion was staged a miles ahead by a small creek.

"How is that we always get sucked in this situation?" Hawkeye grumbled, as he and Jack climbed down to the creek's bed. His boot slipped on the muddy ground, only O'Neill's firm hold on his shoulder keep him upright.

"Well look the bright side."

"There is a bright side?"

"Sure there is." Hawkeye snored and arched a questioning eyebrow.

"Do tell me."

"Uhm... I need to think on it." Jack tried to jockey his body on the slippery ground. "Oh I know we could attribute it as the annual field exercise evaluation."

"You think, General Hammond would go with the idea."

"If it didn't come from me." Hawkeye just grinned.

Teal'c composed the attack, in true Jaffa fashion. It was a total ambush, from three directions, with only one escape rout. Jack's team wanted to see how they would react to a direct attack.

The team walked into the trap, they kept the formation that the girl ordered, Jack spied her from his hiding place, she was in the middle of the group. Her gaze roamed their surrounding. Jack felt he maybe found one of the new recreate.

A branch snapped at their right, typical beginner fashion all of them fully turned toward the noise, leaving their back open for the attack. The confrontation was over almost as soon as it begins, most of them didn't even attempt to find shelter. This group, beside the petit girl, didn't really have chance to work with the SGC.

"Your mission failed. We will keep a debriefing about this mission, and notify your commander about your performance. You can start to make your way back to the base."

"Yes sir." came the dejected answers. Jack rolled his shoulder as he surveyed the kids. He took a last look at them before he started to head back to their own camp. Tomorrow would be a long day.