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I came back to read the reviews and realised that I had posted the wrong version it was one of the first drafts… so I'm just replacing them with the proper version.

Just some advance warning there are quite a few aspects related to the universe that I adjusted as you will find, such as Jacob Carter never being a Tok'ra because he never had actual cancer- there was a cancer scare around the time he tried to get Sam into NASA (the same time as the original). SO that meant that someone else became a tok'ra…

So i was told there was something wrong with this one - something must have happened in the formatting- i reuploaded it and hope it's sorted now...

He stepped into the busy airport terminal and saw two men standing there with a piece of paper with his name on it. They were both in air force dress blues, a captain and a major. With a slight smile he worked his way through all the people carrying cameras and the accompanying reporters to arrive in front of the airmen.

The journey from the airport to Cheyenne Mountain was quite pleasant once out of the airport until they reached the complex he frowned seeing how many reporters were still standing there obviously waiting for a quote or a comment for their stories. Calmly he was escorted inside where he went through a huge box of paperwork as well as having to prove he was who he said he was before being taken down one elevator then down another elevator to undergo a medical exam. If he wasn't aware that people travelled to and from other planets in this compound he would be concerned about all the protocols, his bags were to be taken to his room, he assumed after they were searched with some amusement.

Once he had cleared the medical tests and large amounts of blood samples had been taken he was escorted by his ever accompanying airmen from the airport back into the elevator and further down where he found Sam's lab. She was frowning staring down at something as they walked in. She looked up as they approached and smiled, slightly nervously he drew her into a hug. Once they drew back his eyes wandered around the lab; the walls were all grey like the rest of the place and there were electronic devices everywhere. There was a soft looking couch on one side along with a rocking chair, storage cupboards along the opposite wall and then of course in the centre of the room there was the desk and chair. In one corner there was a cot along with a changing table; he took a step closer and then another until he was standing over the cot where two beautiful babies slept. He had forgotten how small they were. He heard light footsteps behind him and turned his head enough to see it was Sam. Her voice was soft as she spoke barely above a whisper, "Dad I hate to do this when you just arrived and all but they were just fed and went back to sleep and should sleep for about another three to four hours, would you mind watching them for a couple of hours I need to go to Antarctica to see if we can solve this satellite issue?"

"Alright just, do you have milk in case they do wake up and toys and diapers and such, hold on Antarctica?"

"Yes Dad Antarctica everything you need is either in the changing table or in this cupboard here. In the cupboard beside it there is a mini fridge where there is some bottled milk for the twins and some juice and other food feel free to help yourself. There is a microwave in the cupboard above the fridge. If there is anything else you need I'm sure one of the guards outside the door can help. They are always there if the children are here, they cannot protect themselves of course it's just a precaution so don't feel like they are here because you are. Are you sure you don't mind dad?"

"I'm sure we will be fine, I have a book with me, ahh they will cry if they wake up right? I know some babies are quieter than others, I mean you were a lot quieter than your brother he was almost constantly crying." He couldn't help the mischievous grin on his face as he said it.

"They are pretty quiet but you will know if they need something, they have discovered that their feet make great toys. Alright then I had better go get my Antarctic coat if something happens and you don't know what to do talk to the guards, there are plenty of people on base with their own children or they will call me back."

He nodded and watched in amusement as she walked out. There was silence for the just under the next three hours. He sat and read his book and there was no sound from the babies, from time to time he got up and checked on them and found they were still sleeping. Then the next time there were eyes peaking up at him, and he smiled getting to his feet and walked over to the cot. Gently he picked one up the little girl and checked her diaper which was fine before putting her back down and checking her brother who was also fine. He smiled down at them as they watched him. He held out his index finger and it was grabbed by a surprisingly strong grip, he offered his other hand which was also grabbed. The grips were about the same strength. He jumped and turned when he heard footsteps only to see Sam walking through the door.

"Everything okay?" He saw the smile on her face and couldn't help but smile; he couldn't remember when he had seen such a happy expression on her face.

"Yes Sam, everything is fine. How was Antarctica? You weren't gone long. Ah do I want to know how you got to Antarctica so quickly?"

"It could have been better, what I was hoping would be there wasn't. Which leaves us looking for more ideas on the satellite. You will see with the later videos how we got there and back." There were more footsteps and they both turned to face the door.

"Jacob, how are you?"

"Hi George, I'm fine although very curious about what else is happening here," he grinned amused when George laughed.

"About that Jacob, we thought since you are here now and assuming you are going to stay for the next week it might be easier for you to watch it all now rather than getting thrown in the deep end if something happens." His eyes widened and he had to stop himself jumping up and down in excitement.

"That would be great. " He ignored the muffled laughter from Sam beside him.

"Try not to look so much like a kid in a candy store, dad."

"Come with me Jacob and you can watch the rest of the videos." He nodded and followed his friend as he walked away.

It had taken weeks for the excitement to die down slightly and at that point it was believed time for key staff members to participate in interviews. During that time a new leader was to be brought in to head the SGC. Unfortunately with Dr Weir being off on the Atlantis expedition they didn't have anyone with experience to lead the SCG in the meantime. General Yakovich had been recommended by the president, while others were wary having never met the man there was little choice. The interviews went by without an issue, most of the personnel feeling relief at not having to hide what they were doing anymore. The SGC was mostly quiet with no off world teams there were few people on the base. However, things changed one morning 1 month after the satellite appeared a wormhole activated an unusual one which only lasted 1.3 seconds and had 8 symbols instead of the usual 7. Due to the length of the transmission the control room staff found themselves convinced that there had been a misdialling. Unfortunately they did not see the data transmission that had been sent through the wormhole. The temporary commander General Yakovich did see it and recognising the address where it had come from tried to delete the information packet after unsuccessfully attempting to open it. When he was also unsuccessful at deleting it he buried it deep within other logs hoping it would never be found. His next attempt to make it less noticed was to make it unnoticeable that there was an eighth symbol if it was from Pegasus, code which he carefully hid amongst other protocols.

He was angry he had not been invited on the Atlantis Expedition and that so few Russian people had been recruited and decided that his revenge would be the lack of information that the people would get. Of course there was the side benefit of being paid by people in the Russian Government to at the least delay the incoming technology that they believed would be on Atlantis. He had tried to look at the data but he couldn't get past the compression. It was very compressed and at a compression level that he had never seen before. He couldn't even put it on a hard drive to get it out of the SGC because it was too big. Hiding it was the only option to achieve a result anything like what he had been ordered to give. He just had to hope that they never discovered his deception; his government would kill him for it. His government still wanted control of the gate even though they had worked with the Americans in the past, and hoped that if they found at a later date the SGC had ignored Atlantis and said there was still no contact, the world would turn against the United States and allow them control of the gate.

Everything went smoothly after the declassification, science moved along and normal activities begun once again at the SGC, the only difference was a much wider ethnic diversity, after everything there were people from all over the world involved. The American's could not keep it to themselves anymore. It almost went forgotten that there had been a planet that had dialled in from another galaxy until a year later at exactly the same time to the second there was another intergalactic gate activation. Although the origin was a different planet the gate was open for exactly the same length of time. Again it was believed to be a misdial and forgotten about.

Unfortunately for the Atlantis Expedition, they had been declared missing in action presumed dead in 2007. After much searching from the Daedalus and multiple encounters with the Wraith although they did not know them as such; they had almost given up although they sent out a ship every year. Protocols had been put in place for the public that meant every year there would be a press conference stating exactly what they had achieved in the past year and whether they had found any signs of Atlantis. There had been a huge outcry when they arrived at the planet they had sent the expedition to, 18 months after they left and found nothing but evidence of energy blasts from spaceships and alien materials which were identified as being ancient. Everyone wanted to avoid the issues they had had originally and the outcry coming from issues but informing everyone of everything went against the grain for the secretive parts of the government. The pattern of yearly gate activations from the Pegasus galaxy continued every year from different planets though it was seen as being sent from somewhere in the Milky Way; Walter grew used to it so much that he was surprised one night in 2009 days before the yearly update, four years after the original activation when the activation didn't occur.

He was so surprised that he spoke "Well that's unusual," though he didn't see it or realise it he received confused stares from General Landry and General O'Neill were standing beside him waiting for SG-1 to get back with news from their reconnaissance mission. It was a minute later that they decided he wasn't going to say anything more.

"What's unusual Walter?" Walter almost jumped having forgotten that there was anyone there and had to think quickly for a moment what was General O'Neill talking about, before it came back to him.

"For the last 4 years there has been an incoming wormhole at the same time down to the second from different planets only lasting 1.3 seconds. So following the pattern we expected one about five minutes ago but there was nothing."

"Did anything happen during these wormholes, any power surges or information packets arrive? Did you notice anything out of the ordinary, other than thewormhole only being open for 1.3 seconds?" Looking at them he could see they were concerned. He frowned thinking back to the previous events but couldn't remember ever checking to see if any information had been sent through the wormholes.

"I don't know sir; there was nothing unusual on this end. No attempts at communication through radios and no IDC, I don't remember ever seeing any information on the initial log and General Tussey said that it had to have been a misdial. There was no reason we could think of that someone would dial another world for 1.3 seconds so we just assumed it was a misdial, particularly with it not repeating from any particular planet. There was no attempt at communication at all through any of the channels we listen to and that has only become broader in the past years. So we came to the conclusion that it wasn't anything to worry about and left it alone."

"Carter, could you come to the control room?" He was nervous wondering if there had been a mistake what if it wasn't a misdial and something bad. Who would be trying to contact them yet never send anything? Why would they be moving around as much as they were? Unless one lived on something easily packed up and moved there were few reasons why someone would move to a new planet at least once every year and Earth.

"I'm on my way General O'Neill." Her voice jolted him out of his thoughts.

"Good."

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