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Chapter two
Senator Robert Kinsey flicked through a thick file with an amazed and hungry expression on his face, he kept his eyes on what he was reading and picked up the phone on his desk.
On the front of the folder there were photographs of a small red-headed boy floating some dishes behind a kitchen window.
He picked up the phone and said, "Have you got a location?"
The white-haired man looked irritable but replied, "Yes but, a being with that much power is dangerous."
"I know, it's too risky- if he were to ally himself with the demons…yes- he will be disposed of." He hung up the phone and leaned back into his chair and looking thoughtful, then he pulled out another folder.
"But first we have to get past the boy's mother, somehow."
The folder he currently held had two pictures of a red-headed woman, in the first photo she looked no older than nineteen and in the second, the one that was more recent, she looked twenty-seven years old.
There was a possibility that the woman could have the same abilities as the boy, he needed to think of how to approach this.
Then a knock on his door made him jump slightly, "Come in!"
The door opened to reveal an NID agent who was looking harried, the Vice President groaned, "If this has something to do with SG- goddamn-one…!"
The black-haired man nodded and tried not to scowl, "They returned from another planet without the technology they were ordered to obtain."
Kinsey hated SG1 as much as they hated him. His thoughts on how much he hated them were cut short when the Agent kept talking.
"But on a lighter note we've found out that the boy and his mother are in Cleveland," he grimaced. "We just have to narrow down the search."
'Well, that is a definite improvement,' the Senator thought while hiding his grin.
He dismissed the Agent and when the door to his office closed he looked gleeful, 'It would be an even more productive day if SG1 hadn't foiled yet another attempt to gain technology.
'Oh well,' he thought. 'I'll deal with that later.'
Meanwhile at the SGC
SG1 walked out of the debriefing room and we're going to be checked over by Doctor Fraiser at the Infirmary. Colonel Jack O'Neill swaggered slightly while walking with his 'kids' to the infirmary and tried not to listen to Carter's and Daniel's babbling about technology and artifacts.
It always made his head spin whenever he listened so he just tuned them out and thought about fishing and drinking a nice cold bottle of beer.
Daniel was talking about the stone relic that he'd brought through the 'gate and eager to start studying it, "I mean it must be as old as Jesus maybe more…"
But Jack cut him off as a headache flared up behind his eyes, "How about we finish off this discussion after we've had some real food," his stomach rumbled loudly. "And then you can talk about your rocks, Daniel."
Daniel scowled at his best friend, "They're not rocks, they're artifacts."
Jack smirked, "Whatever." He loved winding him up.
Samantha Carter smiled and then said, "O'Malley's?"
Jack practically drooled, "Yeah, a big JUICY steak."
"I'm in," piped up Daniel eagerly and then turned to Teal'c. "Are you coming?"
"Indeed," he said in his usual deep voice.
But first they had to endure the Doc and her big needles.
Thirty minutes later Daniel, Sam, Jack and Teal'c walked out of the mountain and drove to O'Malley's Bar and Grill.
While waiting patiently for their meals to arrive Daniel fiddled with his paper napkin and ripped at it, he fell deep into thought that had been plaguing him for a long, long time.
He hadn't even told his team about what happened well over five years ago.
After Sha're's death he'd been lost and he had done something that his team wouldn't approve of, he'd slept with a stranger.
A redheaded stranger- that was the only thing that he could remember about that drunken night, long fiery red hair and a pair of large emerald-green eyes.
But when he'd woke up she was gone, if he told Jack that he was worried about her he'd probably call him on his bleeding heart.
He knew that she was younger than him, and that was all he knew.
He'd tried to forget about it, at least until he had grieved for his wife's death.
But even now, over five years after that night he still hadn't forgotten about the red hair and green eyes and when he thought about that he felt guilty that he had shamed the memory of Sha're.
Yes, this was one of those times when he preferred not to think about it at all.
He was shaken out of his musings when Jack asked him something, "W-what?"
Jack rolled his eyes at him and repeated his question, "I said 'how do you think Kinsey is taking another one of our "Failed missions?""
Daniel smirked slightly, "How else- probably plotting another way to get us away from the SGC."
"Eh, the General will take care of it," Jack said lazily and grinned hungrily when their dinners came into view.
Meanwhile at Hammond's Office
General George Hammond sighed into the 'big red phone' and said, "Yes, Mr President." He rubbed his eyes tiredly. "I know, SG1 just saved thousands possibly tens of hundreds of people's lives."
"They had to make that sacrifice," he grimaced. "Yes, I will send you a copy of the report."
Hammond looked exasperated and said, "Yes, I am perfectly aware that the Senator is most likely not happy with the turn of events."
He hung up the phone a moment later and rubbed his forehead with his fingers, 'They have the WORST habit of getting into trouble!' he thought.
While SG1 did create a lot of trouble for him to clean up he wouldn't trade them for any other team.