Chris spent her time secluded in her office, only seeing people when they came to her for a request or when she ventured out to eat occasionally. But, after a month, each member of SG1 received a request from her for individual meetings. Sam was up first. She hadn't really gotten to know Chris, only nodded in a professional manner to her when passing in the hall, and once gone to her for a request for a large shipment of graph paper. Chris had granted her request without question, although she had frowned while signing her name. Sam thought about questioning the look, but had refrained, thinking that the whole situation was ridiculous anyway. Why should she need to have someone sign off on a request for paper!? So, she was not looking forward to their little meeting. She waited until the last possible minute to knock on the door.

"Come on in, Major Carter!" Chris said and Sam entered. She felt like standing at attention, but stopped herself and saw Chris smile a little. "Please, Major, relax. I just want to discuss a few things with you about budget and requests and such. Have a seat." Sam sat without a word, so Chris continued. "Major, I was looking at your department's budget and it is far too high for my taste."

"I'm sorry if we need paper and pencils. We could probably work with chalkboards, but it will be a lot harder to keep a record of everything." Sam said coolly and Chris shook her head.

"No, no, I'm sorry. I think I need to rephrase myself. I think that we could come up with a couple of things that would save your department quite a bit of money and make it run a bit more efficient. Now, what would you say is the most time consuming issue that you have as a scientist?"

"Well, I don't know. Probably keeping track of all the different systems and instructions of all the different races' technology. Why?" Sam asked.

"Well, I have been working on a computer system that would instantly be able to interface and convert any technology it comes into contact with into basic Earth commands. I know you can do this already, but you have to take the time to interface and figure out what each button and switch does. With this program, your laptop will be able to do it within seconds. This will save you time in your office and valuable time in the field. I can also load it on a Palm Pilot to make it more portable. It wouldn't be able to hold as much information, but it may work for you." Chris said and Sam's jaw nearly dropped.

"That…that would be fantastic! I had been wanting to create a system that did just that, but haven't had the time to really get it past the idea phase."

"Actually, that is where I got the idea from. I looked through your project planner for the past year and saw it on there. You will want to look it over before using it, test it out here thoroughly before you try it off world, of course, but it should be pretty accurate."

"Of course! That's great!" Sam said, sincerely and excitedly.

"Okay, is there anything else that takes a long time or costs a lot of money?" Chris asked and Sam thought about it for a minute.

"Well, I have memorized all of the system manuals for the technology here on Earth, and a couple that were given to us by allies, but my research assistants haven't and it takes quite a long time for them to look up how to do things sometimes."

"Okay, well, I will just have the manuals converted to disc and saved on a computer. We can put in a searcher and all they will have to do is type in a certain word or phrase and it should pop up the information instantly. Will that help?"

"God, yes!" Sam said enthusiastically.

"Great…now for the bad part." Chris said and Sam's enthusiasm faded. "I am going to close down the lab in B67."

"What?! You cant shut that lab down! We need it!" Sam cried angrily, feeling the other shoe drop.

"Major, you have used that lab exactly 4 times in the past 6 months, and none of the experiments were pressing issues that couldn't wait to be tested in the main lab in B55. It is a waste of space and energy having it there, anyway, when we could just shift some rooms around and you can have the smaller room attached to 55." Chris said and, while Sam wanted to argue, she had to admit that Dr. Artanis (she still couldn't call her Chris in her mind) was right. There was only one problem…

"That smaller room is one of Daniel's labs, though."

"I know, and he will get 67 instead. I have plans for that room, since it is bigger, for Dr. Jackson."

"Well….okay, I guess it makes sense."

"One last thing…I want all of your past, present, and future reports to be saved on a computer. It doesn't need to be online, so it won't be in danger of someone hacking into it."

"Why?"

"Well, when you requested paper the other day, I looked at the budget and realized just how much your department uses…actually, how much the entire base uses. The only departments that use more paper than yours are finance, archaeology, and the library. So, I am cutting paper out all together- or at least as much as possible. All your files will be converted to the computer, you can type up project reports and send them to the General via email instead of printing them out, etc. It will also make it easier to look up old files if you need to. By doing this, we will save approximately $50,000 a year just in your department, alone."

"Whoa…that adds up." Sam said, never really realizing how much paper they used.

"Yes, it does. The good thing about it, with the savings, we can get the computers needed for all we have talked about, and you will be able to give 10% raises to everyone in your department starting the next fiscal year."

"Holy cow! That would be great!" Sam was actually pretty impressed with Chris's solutions.

"Now, is there anything else I can do for you, Major?"

"Oh, um, no, I think that will all be fine."

"Excellent. I will send some airmen over as soon as I can to help start converting everything. If there are any problems, let me know."

"I will. Thank you!"

"You're welcome. Bye!"

Daniel was next in line and he gladly went into Chris's office. They had chatted a few times since that first conversation and he found her to be quite smart and friendly. He had started to believe her and doubted that Kinsey was getting what he was hoping for out of her reports. Knocking out of politeness, he walked in and smiled at her.

"Hey!"

"Hey!" she returned pleasantly. " Have a seat. This shouldn't take long."

"I heard what you are doing for Sam- that sounds great!" he said and she nodded.

"I certainly hope so. Well, since you know what we are doing in that department, I should let you know that we are doing the same for yours. Now, I know you have tablets and such that you translate. I saw some of the pictures that you have on the computer and I think we can do better. There is a technology out there that uses two lasers that map an artifact or bone or plaster mold and put it in flexible 3D image on a computer. I think that something like that would help you significantly." She said and he nodded, intrigued.

"I've seen that before. It is really detailed on the screen."

"Exactly. You would save time and energy, I think. I figured we could try it and see how it goes on a trial basis."

"Sure!"

"One other thing- I noticed how long it takes for carbon dating an artifact. We send it off to the university and hope to get it back within a few weeks, and we pay them to do it!"

"Yeah?"

"Well, the lab B67 is going to open up for you and I think hiring a Radiocarbon Dater for in there will save time and money for the program and your department. Instead of weeks, it will only be a couple of days before you get back results, and you wouldn't have to worry as much about damage in transport." Daniel just looked at her, dumbfounded. He had been asking for a radiocarbon dater for months, but had yet to be successful. Now, his research time would be cut in half!

"Wow…..thanks! That is going to be fantastic, Chris!" he finally stammered out.

"Don't worry about it, Daniel. Now, is there anything else that you need help with?"

"No, no! This is all perfect!"

"Great! Glad you like it!" she said. "Now, could you do me a favor?"

"What?"

"Find a way to drag Colonel O'Neill in here for his meeting. I have a feeling he wont come on his own." She said and Daniel laughed.

"No, he wont, but don't worry- I have blackmail on him." He replied and she grinned. "Thanks again- I'll go find him." He stood to leave, but hesitated and turned back around. "Look, we are going out tonight- kind of a team thing, but…would you like to come with us?" he asked and was glad to see her eyes light up.

"That would be great! But, are you sure that everyone else is okay with that?" she asked, knowing that at least Jack and Teal'c were still very wary of her.

"After what you are doing for me and Sam, I don't think they will argue too much." He replied.

"Okay, great! Yeah, I would love to go."

"Good, we will leave here about 6:00. You can ride with me if you like. I know you are still living on base…"

"Yeah. I really need to go apartment shopping soon."

"You'll get there. See you at 6, and I will send Jack up here as soon as I find him."

Jack was not a happy camper. The last place he wanted to go was to Chris's office, but Daniel had pleaded and threatened and guilted him until he finally agreed. Actually, once he heard what she was doing for his team mates, he wondered what she would do for him. And, so, reluctantly he knocked on her office door only an hour late for his meeting and he heard her call for him to come in.

"Colonel O'Neill, glad to see you. Please, have a seat." She said warmly and he did as she requested.

"I heard about what you are doing for Carter and Daniel…what goodies have you got for me?" he asked and she grinned.

"Well, I am afraid there isn't much, Colonel. The only thing that you seem to get behind on are your mission reports. For that, I do have an idea. It is a small, hand held computer. It will have reminders on it for when everything is due, email, of course, and a full, but miniature keyboard on it. You can type up your reports and send them to the General, saving time and paper. The report format will be saved on it, all you will have to do is fill in the blanks." She said and he sighed.

"Useful, I suppose….but not very exciting. And I still probably wont be on time with the reports…" he said.

"Well, I cant help you with the being on time part, that is up to you, but as for exciting…there may be just enough memory on it so we could put a few games on it…all without the General knowing, of course, so you could take it on missions and say you are working on your reports there…" she hinted and he couldn't hold back a smile…

"That would certainly be an improvement." He said loftily, but she knew he was at least kind of excited.

"I thought so, but only if you promise to get your reports in on time, Colonel." She said and he felt the other shoe drop. Looking her dead in the eye, he bargained.

"You have to put SoCom on there, and pong, and at least one hockey game." He said, and she nodded.

"Deal."

"Great! Now, what about getting an assistant, too?" he asked and she laughed.

"Colonel, you are second in command of the entire base. Other than General Hammond, EVERYONE is technically your assistant…" she said and he had to agree with her point.

"True…alright, no assistant." He said.

"Okay, then. Well, if you don't mind to send Teal'c in here, he is my last meeting for the day."

"No problem…um, Danny said that he invited you to our little outing later today." He said and she nodded, keeping her face neutral, interested in seeing his reaction. "Well, I just hope you like steak. No one makes them better than O'Malley's." he said and she smiled, relieved.

"Medium, smothered in A1 sauce, please."

"Teal'c, thank you for coming. Please, have a seat." Chris said and Teal'c did as requested. He had barely seen the woman before now and he was interested in seeing what his instincts told him about her. "I take it the Colonel told you what this meeting will be like?" she asked.

"Indeed." He replied simply and she continued.

"Good. Well, really, I am not sure what to do for you. Is there anything that you feel you need, or do you have any suggestions?"

"I do not." He replied and she sighed.

"Okay…well, lets see. Is there anything you would like to know about me or would like to discuss?" she asked, getting straight to the point that he was heading for.

"Only if you are trustworthy. I would not like it if you were not being honest about who you are."

"Well, I try to be honest whenever possible. I cant say that I haven't lied in my life, but as far as I know, I haven't lied to you at all."

"That did not answer my question." He challenged and she nodded with a grin.

"I guess it didn't. Teal'c, I have no intention of lying to you or anyone else here on the base. I only want to help where ever I can." She answered and he believed her.

"That is good." He replied and she smiled a bit wider. "If there is nothing else, I must depart. I look forward to this evening, however."

"Oh, thank you! I look forward to it, too. Have a good day, Teal'c." she replied.

"And you, as well, Christin Artanis." He said, and with a small bow, left her office. She smiled as he left, thinking about the progress she was making with the SGC's premiere team. A least Kinsey would be pleased, finally.