About a day before the scheduled meeting time for their end of the bargain, Cameron and Thor arrived in the Sol system and were immediately hailed by Starfleet. "This is Captain Jean Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise. Unidentified ship, please halt and explain your presence here."

"Thor, does this ship come equipped with a time dilation field?" asked Cam

Yes."

"Please activate it quickly please, I have a lengthy conversation I need to have with you quickly."

"As you wish Colonel Mitchell." Said Thor, who then manipulated a few controls and stated "Time dilation field activated. "

"I don't believe that Mr. Picard has been briefed on our purpose here. I say that we play a little joke on him. What do you say?" asked Cam.

"I believe Colonel Mitchell that "playing a joke" is not what is entirely on your mind. Do please elaborate on your scheme." Stated Thor.

"Alright Thor here goes. What I propose we do is have you make contact with the good Captain and tell him that you are here to return a test subject that you borrowed from Earth in the middle of their "world war three" and have finished with him and wish to return him to his planet of origin. Meanwhile, we can hope that Picard has contacted his higher command and they will call us and drive the Captain deeper into confusion until we let him know that we are playing a joke on him. What do you think about it Thor?" Cam said quickly.

"I believe that doing this will not damage our relations with the Federation and will give O'Neill something to be amused about. I will assist you in this endeavor Cameron Mitchell." Said Thor.

"Good now can you materialize me a jumpsuity thing to wear? It'll help with the whole 'experiment' vibe I'm looking for."

"I can do that easily Colonel Mitchell." Said Thor

While putting on the jumpsuit, Cam then asked: "From now on can you just call me Cam, Thor? Getting called Colonel Mitchell all the time is tiring; and I don't know if it is applicable anymore."

"Very well Cam." Said Thor.

"OK Thor I'm ready. Drop the dilation field and let him hail you again for good measure."

At the same time, onboard the Enterprise:

"Data hail them again." Said a slightly worried Captain Jean Luc Picard

"Yes captain. Sir they are responding to hails." Said Data

"Very well, put them on screen please Mr. Data." Said Picard

Turning to face the screen Picard saw two beings in view. One was a stereotypical Roswell Grey, the other was a jump suited… Picard did not believe his eyes so he took a second look. Why yes, that was a human. A human in an ill-fitting jumpsuit on the bridge of a totally alien ship. A human. Then the gray being spoke: "Greetings on behalf of the Asgard race. My name is Thor. I am here to return this test subject of ours to his home planet. I believe that it is the third orbital body from your, I believe the word is "sun"? Is that not the correct term or is your translator malfunctioning?"

"Hello,… Thor. While it is a gesture that we will look upon in good favor, might I ask some basic questions of your guest? Such as his name, age, place, and apparently, time of origin?" said Captain Picard.

"The human is incapable of communicating verbally. And before you begin to protest Captain he was like that when we acquired him. The acquirement happened during an exchange of nuclear weapons to give you the most precise time of origin, and to head off your next barrage of questions." Said Thor

"Very well, now if you could excuse me I need to contact my superiors." Said picard

"As do we, Captain. On another note if you detect a transmission from my ship directed toward your inner system do not be alarmed, we are simply querying an automated surveillance station in orbit of your world."

At that revelation Picard said simply very well and signed off.

After Picard cut the transmission, Thor quickly hailed Admiral Paris, their initial contact with Starfleet HighCom and explained in a matter of moments their little joke, and requested his help in stringing it along a little longer. He told them to try to get it done as soon as possible.

Meanwhile in Othterra

"Carter I need to talk to you about something." Said Jack.

Sure sir what do you need to talk about?

"Well we have this little problem of only having a few dozen people. On another note what should we call ourselves, 'Othterrans'? Oh, and could you look into upgrading the combat suits that we're currently using? Back to my original thought; could we somehow boost our population fast without bringing in people from outside Othterra?" said jack in a rush.

"Sir I've already started to design an upgrade to out suits utilizing all of our current knowledge as well as designing other units to give our people a better chance on a battle field. Thor has been a great help in this process. The units Thor and I have designed are mostly drones or vehicles that we could 'plug' the new suit designs into. The most popular design was based off of an old video game called MechWarrior. What we did is design a ten meter tall mech and give it a basic loadout. The pilot can then modify the mech in any way needed. Some of the other designs are one man light and medium tanks with the same mod system, gunships that double as assault shuttles, combat drones with micro-sized drone swarms for something like perimeter defense in a prolonged campaign."

"Carter this is all well and good but…"

"Sir I'm not finished yet."

"Oh, well then Carter finish and I'll get back to my original thought."

"Thank you sir; on the other hand it would just be easier for me to have Othterra put all of our new ideas on a data-slate and have you read it later. Would that be better for you, sir?"

"Yes carter it would be much better for me."

"Alright then sir, I'll have Othterra fab you a 'slate now. Othterra, can you fab Gen. O'Neill a 'slate with all of the new designs specs on it?"

"Yes I can Colonel Carter. Gen. O'Neill, the data-slate will be waiting for you in your office and will include appropriate translations as needed for the, as you say, "technobabble."

"Thank you Othterra, especially for those 'translations.'"

"You are welcome general, however I hope that at some point in the future you will no longer need those 'translations.'"

"Ok, carter the real reason that I came down here to talk to you is that we have a population problem. Specifically a very low population for what needs to be done and for what Q said about our future. After all we only have, what, four people from each ship besides the Hammond, and from the Hammond we have about thirty people? Right?"

"Yes sir, I realized that, and that is part of what my work on the new weapon systems was trying to circumvent. Do you have any suggestions on how to fix this problem?"

"Yes I do Sam. The Asgard."

"You're not suggesting that we….."

"No. I'm suggesting that we use the Asgards cloning tech to 'grow' a self-sustaining population. But, not a population of clones. Sam, how hard would it be to reconfigure the basic cloning pod to act as a 'womb'?"

"Not hard at all, sir. That is basically what they are already. So what is your plan to not make a population of clones?"

"We use random sets of DNA and blend them in the cloning pod, allow the pod to accelerate the growth cycle up to about the age of, I dunno, 21 or 22; decant the pod, and give the new kid a download of current conditions, history, math, you know a basic education, who their "parents" are, and then let them choose who they want to be. By that I mean their name, what they want to do as an Othterran, and all the stuff you do as a kid. Then, after they have gone through an acclimation phase we set them up with all they need as an adult in our society. Wash, rinse, repeat a couple thousand times, and presto change-o, a genetically viable self-sustaining population. What do you think? Oh, that reminds me, I need to talk to Danny-boy about how to set up a functioning society and poll everybody on what elements we want our new society to have."

"Sir, I think that you have been holding out on us for far too long about how smart you really are. But, aside from that, I think that you have a good idea there, but before we put this plan in motion we should confer with one of the Asgard on how to change the cloning pods to our needs."

"Good. Very, very good Carter. Now to retire to my office and peruse that list of new toys that you have come up with. Hmmm. New toys and cake. My day is completed."

"Enjoy your cake sir."

A/N: I AM CREATING A LIST OF "TOYS" I WANT TO THE OTHTERRANS TO HAVE ACCESS TO. IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING YOU WANT TO HAVE ADDED TO THE "TOY'S LIST" SEND ME A PM WITH YOUR REQUEST AND DETAILS ABOUT IT THAT O'NEILL WOULD LIKE (weapons and stuff). THE LIST WILL BE PUBLISHED AS THE NEXT CHAPTER TO GIVE PEOPLE A CHANCE TO RESPOND.

A/N 2: THE "DATA-SLATE" IS SOMETHING LIKE AN ADVANCED IPAD OR SOMETHING LIKE AN IPAD. THE REASON I'M CALLING IT A "DATA-SLATE" IS THAT THE NAME IS, AS FAR AS I KNOW, UTTERLY NEW AND NOTHING LIKE THE PADDs (or whatever their called) OF STAR TREK FAME.