A/N: Another retro TV reference.

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Take 47: Chosen one

Category for this take: Humor / Romance / (a little) Parody

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"This is great."

"I told ya!"

"I can't believe we didn't do this years ago."

"Yes, well, let's not dwell."

"Didn't that tape say there were no fish in your pond?"

"Close enough."

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"Greetings General O'Neill, Colonel Carter."

"Thor! Buddy! What are you doing here? Do you want me to get you a fishing rod? I know you like those little colored spongy things, but fish are a good source of Ome... Carter?"

"Omega 3, Sir."

"Right. That. So what do ya say?"

"I am sorry, but I have more important matters to discuss at this time."

"You realize we are on vacation. Can't you wait to take us away to save the Universe next week?"

"The Universe does not need saving. I am here about another matter."

"Don't say clones. You know the new rule. No cloning of us humans."

"It is not about cloning. However, we have just captured another rouge scientist in orbit: Milo"

"Ok. What was he doing?"

"With the strength of your Ancient Gene, the protein marker and naquadah in both you and Colonel Carter's blood stream-"

"It's not very strong in mine."

"-and Colonel Carter's advanced intellect for one of your species-"

"I'd say for any species."

"-Milo believes your offspring would be the Chosen One that was prophesized."

"Our what!?"

"Your offspring, Colonel Carter."

"But the General and I...we're not...I mean we haven't even..."

"Are not you and General O'Neill planning on procreating from your upcoming union?"

"I'll repeat what Carter said, 'Our what!?'"

"General O'Neill, many have assumed that when both you and Colonel Carter applied for transfers, you did it so you could be legally joined within the rules of your military."

"How do you even know these things, Thor?"

"In a meeting with your President and General Hammond, they were very excited and I believe it is called 'placed a wager' about how soon you and Colonel Carter would marry."

"I hope planetary and galactic security was discussed sometime between our sex life and our mating behavior."

"Sir!"

"It was, General O'Neill. It was an intriguing conversation. Most of the Asgard High Council agreed."

"Permission to die of embarrassment and fall into the lake, Sir?"

"So let me get this straight. You passed on an inappropriate conversation between the Prez and George to the Asgard High Council, this Milo guy found out about it, and now he is after our future kid. Doesn't he realize that he would have to wait a while? Carter and I haven't even had a chance to discuss...this...well...discuss."

"That is why Milo was here. He is impatient and thought it best to acquire samples which he could then grow into the Chosen One."

"Thanks for stopping him. So what is this prophecy? It's not like some advanced kid is all of a sudden going to develop mutant, Ancient, super powers."

"This woman here depicted will possess unseen marks, signs that she will be the one to bring forth my works: bind them with fury, a burning anger. Unless prevented, at vulgar cost, this woman will render the greatest power unto utter desolation."

"That doesn't sound good. Thank God you have captured the guy. Thor, could you excuse us for a few minutes. Carter and I have a few things to discuss."

"I must take Milo back to Orilla. I can return to discuss this further in three days. Goodbye General O'Neill, Colonel Carter."

"So...Carter...Sam. I know we haven't had a chance to talk about it yet. However I kinda assumed..."

"I did too."

"However after that..."

"There about fifty more steps until..."

"Right. Do you even want..."

"I don't know. We are both a little..."

"You're not, but I am a little old. I could be a grandfather."

"You know I don't care about that. Nothing affects how I feel about you, Jack."

"Me neither. So about kids?"

"We seen enough time travel to know prophecies are possible. Maybe we should take it seriously."

"Agreed. No demon offspring for us then. Anyway, we still have Cassie with her latent magnetic super powers. And I don't need a baby to prove to the world how I feel about you, Sam"

"Me neither. However, I think we need to get started on all of those other steps. We don't need to skip them."

"How about when Thor gets back, we have him beam us to Vegas?"

"Only if you can come up with a better proposal than that, Sir."

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A/N: 47 is Milo Rembaldi's magic number in Alias. The prophecy was taken directly from Alias (fantastic show, especially the first two seasons). In that show (spoiler alert), the prophecy was misinterpreted to be a bad omen. In truth, Milo Rembaldi was a crazy/evil genius who discovered both the key to immortality and a plague to kill everyone else off. Rendering his greatest power unto utter desolation was actually a good thing.