Chapter 8: Maybourns Redemption P2
Nope still not my TV Series
Here's the second part of Maybourns Redemption. Did anyone suspect that the homeless man was him, if not SURPRISE! Is the paragraph breaks easier to read. If anyone has more ideas just drop me a line. This is my first published story. I'm still learning the in & outs of writhing. English was never my strong suite in High School. As a consequence I speak English & Bad English. I use Google translates for all foreign language. Now on with the show, exit stage left!
Harry watched Jack as he made fists repeatedly. He knew it would be best if Jack was left alone for awhile. Harry decided to excuse himself for a restroom break. When the ex-NID agent returned Jack was looking at a picture. The photo was of Major Carter and himself in dress blues during an awards ceremony. "Do you want me to tell you what plan B is…" Harry asked being interrupted.
"Plan B, Pete and Jessie have or plan to place surveillance equipment in Carters house. Their focus will be on the living room, her bedroom and the shower" Jack said in a deadpan voice. Harry just nodded noticing that Jack had switched to Mt. Dew. "The living room for gathering intelligence, the bedroom and shower for…" he trailed off creating a fist and holding tight "to record her undressing and showering." he finished and turned around facing his informant.
"When there's enough footage they could use it to blackmail Sam by threatening to release the video and audio." Jack said with a furious look. Harry just sat rock solid still afraid of his friend's, yes he could call Jack that, temper. "Pete and his girlfriend could easily post the videos on an adult site under Sam's name if she didn't comply. Sam could be charged with 'conduct unbecoming of an Officer' despite being innocent."
Harry seeing an opening chooses to speak up. "Major Carter would more than likely be given a dis-honorable discharge thus killing her career and reputation." he said with anger too. Jack just nodded taking a gulp of pop. "While you were in the potato heads place did you get a look at in the case?" he asked trying to talk calmly. "No, the case wasn't there. I gather it's in his girlfriend's car, a red mustang convertible. I did however find out he has almost complete files on SG1." Harry informed Jack. "Figures that they would...I got to make a phone call, I'll be back." Jack disappeared down the hall leaving Harry alone. The former agent looked around briefly wondering what their next step would be. He poured the last of shot whiskey while thinking.
"Walter, yes I'm fine… no, nothing is wrong! I need to talk to Janet first, and then General Hammond…thanks Sergeant." Jack waited impatiently playing with his touch lamp, bright...brighter...brightest…off until Janet answered. "Colonel, what can I do for you? I have some new needles for you by the way" the little doctor chuckled. "Ah...I'll pass on the needles and go for the cake." he answered. "Kill joy" the redhead said then continued "What can I do for my favorite colonel today then? She asked. "Well, I need you to keep Sam from going home tonight. Please don't ask why. I'll explain it all at one time." He asked in a concerned voice.
"I can do that for you. The three of us were going to have an impromptu girl's night anyways" she explained. "Do I need to be worried Doctor?" he asked in jest. "Oh, you need to run for the hills Sir." Janet said with a laugh. He sighed mockingly "figures, I'll let you go and terrorize some other poor soul then. You ladies have fun." Jack said before hanging up not knowing it would be quite the opposite. Janet went back to work with more worry for her best friend than she had before. She said a silent prayer that all would go well tonight for SG1. Once Jack talked with the general he hung up and went back in to finish up with Maybourne.
"Jack! Your back, I thought maybe you got lost or Thor dropped by again" Harry said in surprisingly sober way. "No, not this time although we could use his help." he responded. "How close are you to deciphering the last part of Shanahan's laptop?" He did some calculations before answering "I should have the information by this morning. The NID have upgraded since last time." Jack sat down again a little more calm after talking with Hammond. "Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to take what you have to the general. He'll pass the information on to Agent Barrett.
What I need you do is keep tabs on Mr. & Mrs. Potato head. If anything happens to me or you can't contact me follow plan C. I need you to also make sure all of the information gets to Internal Affairs office, bury this freaking jerk. I also want his original Marine record and discharge. That should be enough alone to get him thrown off the police department." he said in full command mode. Harry nodded "I'll try and find out who his handler is as well. Might have some leverage I can use". Jack gathered the papers and computer information then put them in his black attaché case. "Feel free to stay here until night fall. I'm meeting the general on base so I'll be staying there." Jack said finishing off his forgotten drink.
"Thanks Jack, I really appreciate it. You're being nicer than I deserve." Harry responded and held his hand out to Jack. He took the offered handshake saying "You came to me with this information. Carter doesn't deserve this kind of treatment. You're sticking your neck out for her Harry. Whether or not things go our way, you're good in my book." The ex-NID agent just stood in shook for moment "That means a lot Jack, it really does" he said realizing that Jack is willing to let bygones be bygones. He must really love her for him to be so forgiving. Letting go he said
"I'll do my best to help her Jack, I assure you that". The black opts trained colonel knew the ex-NID agent wasn't lying "Well Harry, I'm off to see the Wizard of Oz. We'll talk soon and have better whiskey once this is over. Does Crown Royal sound good to you." he said. "That'll work for me Jack." With that settled he left for the SGC. Jack thought to himself while driving that Harry had changed for the good, almost proud of the man.
General Hammond had just finished the last report for the day when Walter buzzed him "General, Colonel O'Neill is here to see you." the sergeant said. "Send him in Walter" he replied as he reached for some Tylenol, best get ahead of the game he thought. "Have a seat son, I see this isn't going to be very pleasant meeting is it? The bald general said noticing the briefcase. "No Sir, in fact it's downright angering. I had to restrain myself from tracking down Mr. and Ms Potato Head." Jack explained too calmly.
General Hammond wasn't blind of Jack & Sam's love for one another. They were only hiding it from each other. Everyone else on base knew but said nothing. The issue was treated like a white elephant in the room. George chuckled internally thinking 'only so far as base pools went, hell he had $500.00 currently. Maybe he should get with Walter and up it another couple of hundred'.
General Hammond pressed some buttons on the underside of his desk unbeknownst to the Colonel O'Neill. The purpose being was that there would be no record. Walter knew ahead of time not to log in the colonels' appearance, good man that Sergeant. "General, I'm not going to lie to you, this is could end Major Carter's career. I fear that because of me the NID are going after her." Jack said barely subduing his anger.
"What's your reasoning Jack?" George asked folding his fingers together on the desk. "Kinsey and the rogue NID have gone after me countless times. They have failed every time. I figure that they are using Carter to get to me….I mean the SGC." he finished. The general nodded in agreement.
"The reason I believe this theory is in what my contact found out." Jack said handing his superior information on Plan A. They do have a plan B though. The general read over Plan A first. Jack waited impatiently snagging one of George's pens twirling with his fingers. George was furious; no he was itching to get his hands around the weasels' neck. He had to try and stay calm and cool headed despite this concerning his god daughter. "This….plan didn't work I take it?" he asked in angry tone. "No, Sir. Thank goodness not. You see they had a fight and…" Jack said realizing just what Harry had said.
"Colonel, Is there a problem" the general asked concerned for Sam. "No problem at all" the younger man said with a smirk. "She broke up with the shrub!" he said. The general was definitely going to up his wager now. The president was going to lose a really old bottle of Scotch. "That's good news but you mentioned a Plan B colonel." George said noticing Jack face drop to a scowl. "Plan B Sir is what would not only destroy her career but Carters reputation." he said handing over additional files. The general read through the plan getting so upset that he stood up and slammed a fist on his desk.
Jack was a little stunned but not surprised at the reaction. "PLEASE TELL me that this...PLAN B is not in place!" the now beyond angry general said. Jack not accustomed to this side was too shocked to answer quickly enough. "Well!" George said. "Unknown sir, my contact observed a meeting between the handler early this morning." Jack said to his superior. "They split up so he couldn't follow both. He waited for their return observing the woman, Jessie Bell" he said passing over the rest of the intelligence to the general as he sat down.
"She was carrying a large case. Shanahan returned with a green flash drive. My contact searched Shanahans apartment finding no sign of it. He thinks it's still in the trunk of her mustang." he said watching his general fight to regain his calm. George looked at the rest of the information. He regained some semblance of control. "Major Carter shouldn't return to her house until it's checked out. I assume you've already arrangements considering that." The general guessed. "I called Dr. Frasier and talked her into keeping Carter at her place till our pre-mission meeting Sir." Jack informed Sam's god-father. George nodded his approval then spoke "I'll pass this on to agent Barret. In the mean time what do you recommend?"He asked "finish the mission and debrief. Then inform her of the situation in private. No need having her distracted Sir." Jack finished. "I agree colonel. Have your source dig deeper, if they aren't already." George ordered having a gut feeling who it was. "They're digging deeper as we speak Sir." Indeed Harry was already digging deeper calling in his last markers. He really hoped they paid off. The alternative would be very costly.