"Conspiracy is no longer a theory." – 'Area 51'

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"Thor! GOD DAMMIT! What now?!" Why the hell couldn't they just knock or something. He was with his family and that would sooo spook SAM and Mac!

"O'Neill, I need your help with negotiations. The Asgard High Council-" The little Roswell gray alien stated from behind his podium.

"I'm not a diplomat, now Mac on the other hand… my brother, who I was just with, is good at that kinda stuff," Jack said offhandedly, though his words held a bite to them. His ire diminished slighlty realizing that this wasn't going to be an end of the world scenario, but he had just been revealed to SAM, and Mac as well who didn't know the whole story. This was going to be a nightmare, and for what? Diplomacy, negotiations? He hated politics. He'd rather be fishin'.

Thor responded by activating the transporter beam once more.

MacGyver appeared lying on his stomach in the middle of the floor. He was momentarily disorientated, but he had only one thing on his mind. When he saw his twin, he yelled,

"Jack, SAM!" The fear was obvious to everyone present. Jack quickly put two and two together and got four.

"Thor! There was a third person with us, beam him up, NOW!" The alien realized the urgency and locked in on the only other life signal in the area. A young man appeared next to MacGyver in the middle of the room. He was wet and shivering, his lips had already begun to turn blue. Jack dropped the camera bag he didn't realize he was still holding onto and they both rushed over to him and started taking of his wet clothes and wrapped him in their own sweaters and jackets. The actions were famliar enough to get through their panic-fogged minds.

Everything was so automatic; Mac didn't realize the fourth occupant in the room until Jack spoke to him.

"Thor, we need to get him in one of those healing pod things, he's got hypothermia and mild frostbite."

"This way O'Neill," Jack took charge and picked up SAM and followed Thor down the hall, Mac was still in shock and tailed him mindlessly, his eyes locked on SAM's shivering form. He placed SAM in a pod that closed immediately after Jack pulled away. Thor tinkered with a control panel and announced,

"Healing has begun. Now, O'Neill…" But Jack wasn't listening; he was busy trying to comfort his brother as well as contain his anger.

"Jack…SAM, the ice…oh my god…Jack…I couldn't get to him…"

"Mac! He's fine, Mac, MAC! " Nothing he could say could bring him out of it, "Sorry bro," he clenched his fist and hit the worried parent square on the jaw.

That seemed to do the trick; he blinked a few times and Jack could tell that he was 'here' now.

"Mac, SAM is fine, he's being healed right now. He'll be out in…"

"Ten of your Earth minutes, O'Neill"

"…ten minutes."

Mac just nodded, SAM was in good hands, and he would be fine. If Jack was okay with it, then he should be too, but he had only just found SAM, and he was worried that he would lose him. He had a bad track record of losing the people he loved; like SAM's mother. He let out a breath and wearily scrubbed a hand over his face. After a moment he decided to look around,

"What the-Jack? Where are we?"

"Mac, you know about the Goa'uld, the aliens, and about my missions off world," He had to tell MacGyver about that part after he had almost been snaked the last time they were together, a few months ago. When they had been in the Zone, a unique mental link between the two brothers, Mac had seen some of Jack's memories that he had had to explain, "Well, there's more. This is Supreme Commander Thor, of the Asgard Fleet. They are the good guys, our allies against the Goa'uld," Mac walked up to where the little alien stood. It was exactly like some pictures you saw of fake aliens with the big head and huge black eyes. It stood roughly waist high, and Mac knelt down and offered his hand, unwittingly imitating Jack's own first meeting with the advanced race.

"Hi, my name's MacGyver, I'm Jack's brother. Nice to meet you Supreme Commander Thor," the alien took his hand, and to his surprise, it wasn't slimy or anything, it just felt a little chilled. He couldn't believe that he was meeting an alien. Well, the last one didn't count; it just looked like an evil mutant snake, and they had to kill that one.

"I wasn't aware that O'Neill had an identical embryo companion. Had I been knowledgeable, I would have contacted you earlier. I apologize for the circumstances surrounding our meeting," then, to O'Neill he turned, "As I was explaining earlier, O'Neill, you are needed to negotiate a treaty between two nations on a protected planet. The Asgard cannot interfere according to the Protected Planets Treaty which states that if we intervene, the planet is open to attack from the Goa'uld, and we cannot prevent it."

"So it's alright for me to muck it up, just as long as you don't show your face, got it,"

"I am unsure of the meaning of 'muck' but yes, it is acceptable for you since you are an Earthling."

"Actually, Thor, as I was saying earlier, Mac is a much better diplomat, perhaps it would be best if he accompanied me on this one."

"That is acceptable," Just then, the pod SAM was in started to beep. Mac, who had previously remained quiet while Jack and Thor talked, dashed over to the machine, where the top was sliding off on its own. SAM was stirring inside,

"SAM, it's okay, I'm here. You're fine, open your eyes," he said while he couldn't stop himself from hugging his son. He had almost lost him. They had grown close during the last several weeks, and now that he had a son, he didn't know what he would do without one.

SAM was still cold, but not nearly as icy as he was before he had been healed. MacGyver forced himself to detach from his son when he realized that he was crowding SAM in the pod. Once again he encouraged SAM to try and open his eyes, only then would mac truly begin to relax.

"Dad? What happened, I was so cold," then he opened his eyes and saw the weird design of the alien ship, "Whoa…Hey, I stayed away from drugs. This can't be happening to me." Mac and Jack chuckled at his reaction, relaxing now that he was back to normal.

"Don't worry SAM, nothing is wrong with you. This is really happening, we're on a spaceship."

"No shit!? Really?" MacGyver scowled at the language, but he let it slide. SAM hopped out of the machine and slowly spun around until he saw Thor. He froze and leaned towards his father, "Umm," he cleared his throat, "Dad, um, do you, do you see that?" he asked while gesturing towards the Asgard.

"SAM, meet Supreme Commander of the Asgard, Thor," Jack introduced while Mac put a comforting hand on his son's back, "Thor, this is Mac's son, my nephew: SAM."

"Thor? As in the Norse god of thunder, Thor?" The Asgard seemed pleasantly surprised at the connection SAM had made,

"Yes, indeed our race has influenced your mythology to some extent. It is a pleasure to at last meet the relatives of the Great O'Neill."

Mac mouthed 'great' and raised his eyebrows to which Jack just shrugged.

"Hey guys, I wanna show you something awesome," Jack said as he motioned to open the door of the room. Mac and SAM followed him; trying to take in as much as they could, as he led them back to the bridge. As they entered the room, SAM spotted his camera bag in the middle of the floor from where Jack had left it.

"Hey, my camera!" as he straightened up, he gasped seeing the Earth in its magnificent beauty floating peacefully below them. "Whoa, check out the view!" he exclaimed as he pulled out his camera and took a picture. When was he ever going to get this chance again?

As they admired the view, Jack walked up to Thor and leaned down slightly, lowering his voice so their conversation wouldn't be overheard,

"Thanks for the plug Thor, buddy."

"We are now even, O'Neill."

"Thanks, I'm going to be using that for the rest of my days. It has a certain ring to it: The Great O'Neill,"

"So does Supreme Commander."

"Thor, though, we seriously need to talk about your timing. You can't just beam me up whenever you feel like it. We need to set up some sort of system, maybe a doorbell, or something." Though said in jest, he was entirely serious.

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After the newbies had taken their fill of the view, Thor had informed them that they were in for a long trip: 36 hours. They settled down as Thor began to brief them on the planet they were visiting.

Pladonis was divided into two large countries, Clatia and Tyrea. They were currently in a situation that was similar to Earth's Cold War. The planet didn't have a Stargate as far as the Asgard knew, which was the reason for the ship. Their job was to negotiate a peace between them and a disarming of the weapons that they had manufactured; a piece of cake for Mac. He had done so many negotiations like it on Earth, he was practically a professional.

Eventually, Thor had to leave to check to make sure that they were still on course. That was when SAM and Mac turned on Jack,

"Is this what you do?" SAM asked, "…work with aliens?"

"Yep, though it's not always this relaxed. There's usually some badies around," then his tone became serious as he remembered all the men and women who were fighting right now as they spoke back at the SGC, "We're actually at war," He and Mac shared a look; Mac had met one of those badies not too long ago.

"You mean evil aliens?"

"Yeah, it's actually better that I tell you about them, seeing as you're going with me to the planet. If anything can go wrong, it will. The Goa'uld are egotistical parasites that take over the body of its host. They take on the persona of a god and are evil down to the very core, if you see one, kill it, before it kills you. They have armies of human incubators called Jaffa, and they carry in their stomach the larval form of the Goa'uld. They're dangerous too, but not all jaffa are bad. Actually, one is a good friend of mine," Mac's eyebrows shot up, this was new to him. Seeing his questioning look, he answered, "Murray... His real name's Teal'c. He's saved my life many times, and is on our side."

SAM and Mac continued to ask questions, ranging from past missions, which he wasn't allowed to disclose, to other aliens, to sci-fi movies on Earth versus the real thing.

Jack enjoyed not having to lie to his family. For once in his life he could tell them what he did, he didn't have to hide behind the darkness of secrecy. He enjoyed it, but was wary of how much he told him. He didn't want to give them any new fodder for nightmares or guilt trips by exposing them to any unnecessary horrors that he had witnessed, as well as he didn't want to be court-martialed.

Some time later Thor came in, interrupting the conversation, and gave them each a pair of new BDU's, and some MRE's for dinner.

It was Jack's idea since the last time SGC personnel had been beamed up without warning and whisked away. Though he had never had the displeasure of trying the Asgard cafeteria, Carter had informed him that it was not pleasant, to say the least. He had asked that Thor store some extra clothes, weapons, supplies, and food (if you were willing to call an MRE food) as a precaution for 'next time'. He even had a secret stash of green hats. And it had paid off. They had things to wear, and more importantly, Jack had a gun; though Mac refused to touch one, Jack issued him with several nasty looking knives and a zat. He had no problem with that since he vowed only to shoot once. SAM now carried a zat as well as a knife, and a 9mm, purely for back up. Both father and son had a long argument over him carrying it, and it was apparent that it was not the first time the issue had been debated. SAM won by quoting Jack's description of the Goa'uld and saying that he would use his zat if he had to, and only use the gun as a last resort.

Though he would have preferred to have a GDO, just in case; he reminded himself that there was no gate on this planet, besides, he was going to be hanging out with an Asgard at his back, they could get through the Iris without a code easily enough.

As the planet came in view, Jack quipped at the sight of his twin, nephew, and himself all wearing matching green BDU's and green ball caps,

"Hey, it must be bring your family to work day!" he quipped as a blue light engulfed them once more.