Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1
A/N: This short piece is a set up to the next few chapters, which is the meat of this story.
Tremaine strolled into his friend, Dr. Amanda Lawson's lab; the scientist was examining a glowing crystal. "Can we blow it up yet?" He asked, and grinned as she jumped.
"Tremaine! Don't scare me," Amanda scolded him, she looked at her crystal, "This one seems harmless, but it could have been something dangerous." She crossed her arms over her lab coat and studied Tremaine up and down, "You appear to be in one piece."
"I am," Tremaine said, "it was boring, they didn't even try to shoot us or anything."
"Whatever will you say," Amanda replied dryly. "So, you all set for this weekend?"
"Naturally," Tremaine said, "I take it we leave in the morning?"
"Are you going to be able to go?" Amanda turned and pressed a button on her scanner, and the crystal stopped glowing.
"Yes," Tremaine said, "I've been cleared completely by medical, and I've been promised no trouble by Captain Kellerman."
"Good," Amanda said, "If I can't show up to this thing married with kids, I will at least have one of the most attractive men there as my date."
Tremaine looked down, clearly uncomfortable, "As you say," he mumbled.
"Brother, my brother!" Marcus declared as he strolled into the lad, "Welcome back." He flung a t-shirt at Tremaine. "Courtesy of O'Neil, as promised."
Tremaine held up the shirt so that it could be read 'SGC Most Eligible Bachelor' "What is that?" Amanda asked as she tried not to laugh.
"They are acknowledging the fact that my brother is still single," Marcus replied, "which reminds me, Dr. Lawson; you, me, tomorrow night, dinner and movie, right?"
"No," Amanda replied. She hooked her hand around Tremaine's arm, "Your brother and I have plans already."
"Damn, bro, I didn't think you would ever tap that," Marcus said.
Tremaine covered his face with his hand, "And to think, we are actually related."
"No worries," Amanda said, "I don't hold it against you."
"We'd better go," Tremaine said, "we do have to leave early tomorrow."
"Where are you going?" Marcus asked.
"Texas," Amanda replied, "Tremaine and I have a high school reunion to go to so get out of my lab."