Chapter 1
It had been a week since events of Odin's Mirror had come to a close. The people of Earth were told of an earthquake and the alternate memories were simply mass hallucinations. Feeling ashamed after being duped by Anubis, Loki has returned to Asgard and Thor decided to stay on Earth for a while.
The Asgard small cloned bodies were found scattered about and void of life. The clone remains were destroyed as Asgard found they had a second chance in the reality blending. The Asgard of SG-1 reality had a chance at having health and longevity and the Asgard of the Avenger's reality gained much technology and wisdom.
Thor debated what he should do with himself. He looked in the mirror upon getting out of the shower in the men's locker room in the SGC. He never thought of his appearance much before but now wondered if maybe he should shave and get a haircut.
Jack climbed out of the shower next and spotted Thor standing naked at the mirror. He wrapped a towel around his middle and made his way over. He stood beside him, "What ya thinking?"
"Should I change my appearance?" he pondered.
"Why?" he asked.
"To look more like a human," he figured.
"But you're an Asgard." Jack replied.
Tony was next out of the shower and found Thor talking with Jack. He too wandered over to the mirror, "Morning!"
"Should I cut my hair?" Thor asked him.
"Why?" asked Tony.
Jack stated, "So he can blend in and look more human."
"He already looks human," he rebutted. "What's weird is how he can go from being my Thor and then suddenly be a technical genius like flipping a switch."
"That part is my Thor," Jack told him.
"True," Tony agreed. "He's two Thors all rolled into one now. Sometimes I miss my Thor."
"I know the feeling," Jack agreed.
Thor pondered, "Should I cut my hair?"
"Only if you want," Jack shrugged. "You're an Avenger. You're not military."
"I shall debate this privately, Colonel." he determined.
Tony started to plaster shaving cream over his face. He told Jack, "Ya know Colonel…You made a terrible SHIELD agent. I know you were military from the get go."
Jack started to lather up his face as well, "Ya did!"
Tony nodded, "You were obvious. Now Teal'c can pull off being SHIELD. He makes a great Agent….And…I looks cool in that fedora hat."
"He wears that hat everywhere now," Jack mentioned.
Tony paused and held his razor, "Ya wanna know who can go from SHIELD agent to military officer like flipping a switch? Sam can! She could be spy one day and an officer the next."
"She was good at being an agent," Jack agreed.
"Daniel did well," Tony mentioned. "I still don't get whole Ascension thing but Odin got it so…" he shrugged.
"Sometimes Daniel is hard to get," Jack sighed.
Tony paused and looked at Jack for what he said could have been taken sexually. "You do like women, right?" he asked.
Jack barked, "Yes!" He then realized the joke, "Okay…You know what I mean."
Thor started, "I have been meaning to ask you a question, O'Neill. What happened to the clone Loki made of you?"
Tony paused and looked at Jack, "Loki made a clone of you?"
"He's a teenager," Jack replied. "Loki had issues working the cloning equipment apparently. My teenage clone is living his own life."
"He would technically be your son to some on Earth," he figured.
"He's not my kid," he insisted. "He's just a mini copy of me." Jack finished shaving, "I'm done talking about him now." He mentioned to Thor, "Might want to put some clothes on. You don't have the body to run around naked anymore." He grabbed his shaving kit and walked away.
Tony added, "Might want to wear a towel."
Thor looked down at himself stated, "I have the perfect body now."
Meanwhile
Janet Frasier had spent the last week studying Bruce Banner's blood work and genetics. Her goal was to find an off switch to keep the Hulk under control and allow Bruce to live a normal life. As she worked at the microscope Bruce walked into the lab wearing a white lab coat and holding two cups of coffee. He found the more time he spent with Janet the more he liked her. "Coffee," he cheered.
She looked up from her work and smiled, "Thank you for that." She sat in her lab coat over her dress blues.
He placed the coffee beside her and tried to act cool and collective. "So…Um…Tell me more about yourself."
"Did I mention that I have a daughter?" she asked him.
"No," he shook his head.
"I adopted her," she smiled. "She's from another planet." She waited for his reaction.
"I would love to meet her," he replied. "Another planet…" he spoke softly to himself feeling as if his mind was blown.
"To be honest I'm still getting use to the reality collision. When two realities collide you find yourself feeling kind of lost and confused for a time. Eventually, your mind settles on one reality over the other I suppose."
"Which reality do you prefer?" he asked.
"I liked being the CMO and working with SG-1 for a few years but I also like the Avengers. It's kind of a toss-up." she admitted.
"All I can say is next time aliens invade Earth they will have to get through more than just the Avengers." he grinned. "Ya know I would love to take a position on one of the deep space cruisers being built and go travel the stars but at the same time…" he let a heavy sigh, "That other guy could ruin everything."
"You would make a great ship's doctor," she assured him. "And on occasion the other guy could in handy. We just need a better control."
"Yeah," he sighed.
Meanwhile
Sam sat down for breakfast in the commissary. She was back to sporting her blue battle dress uniform with the standard SG-1 patch. She had a plain waffle with no syrup and a cup of coffee before her. Much to her surprise Sara O'Neill came to her table.
"Mind if I have a seat?" she asked. She wore a black suit with a skirt and tie as standard SHIELD uniform for she was Phil Coulson's secretary.
"Please do," she motioned.
Sara also had a waffle for breakfast. She noted, "I see you took the waffle."
"Yup," she nodded.
"I want to ask a favor of you," Sara began.
"What's that?" Sam wondered.
"Before our realities merged I remember having a conversation with Jack the night you were kidnapped by Hydra's men. He told me that he would have to go home and he would be alone and the reason he was spending time with me and the kids was so we could say goodbye." she informed.
Sam cocked her head for she hadn't known, "Really! I thought you were getting back together."
"At that time I would have taken him. He had been dead for ten years and yet I recall divorcing him after Charlie died in the other reality. It's strange how the realities can blend together even in my memories. Anyways, one thought I had was constant in both realities. I didn't want Jack to spend the rest of his life alone."
Sam slowly nodded, "I can understand that."
"Well," she smiled. "You know him pretty well and I was thinking you could help me find someone to fix him up with." In reality Sara was trying to fix Jack up with Sam for she recalled how his face lit up when he spoke of her prior.
"You want me to what?" she asked.
"I figure if you could take him out a few times and get him use to idea of getting out of his house maybe he will be more apt to start dating again." she told her.
"I can't," Sam sighed. "That would be fraternizing."
"Not if you are a SHIELD agent." she suggested. "Phil really wants you to join SHIELD."
"I know he has asked me three times already," she admitted.
Sara told her, "I did track down your family tree. Peggy Carter is your great aunt. She co-founded SHIELD. Maybe you should see her. She's not doing well."
"I heard Steve is going to visit her this weekend," she recalled. "He says she is bed ridden with dementia. I don't really remember her. She died when I was a kid in my reality."
"Your half of reality," Sara corrected.
"My half of reality," she had to agree.
Sara looked up spotted her daughter and waved, "Jackie over here."
Jackie came to the table upon grabbing yogurt for breakfast, "Mom…Major Carter." she greeted and took a seat.
Sara told her, "Phil confirmed that Sam here is related to Peggy Carter."
"Neat," she smiled.
Sam noted, "You are kind of young to be a Major and your brother is kind of young to be a Captain."
"I entered the Academy at seventeen and so did my brother. We both worked hard for our commissions." she replied.
"I know you did," she smiled.
Sara wondered, "What is your trend forecast for the new reality?"
"I'm still gathering data but it looks stable," she told her. "Markets are steady, it's not a bubble. Some fishy stuff going on bond markets though. They suppressing precious metals which will go high based on higher demand. The dollar collapse is remaining steady so it's under control."
Sam asked confused, "Dollar collapse?"
She nodded, "Eventually the federal reserve dollar will go the way of the doo-doo bird. In the long run you need hard assets like precious metals in bullion form."
"Really?" she cocked an eyebrow. "I have a good retirement account…"
"But if a loaf of bread cost a hundred dollars what good is your retirement?" she asked. "Gold holds value even while being suppressed."
"My daughter is big on precious metals and owning land." Sara told her. "She and Charlie own…" she paused. "Who owns the cabin?"
"I think me, Dad and Charlie all own it," Jackie stated. "I'm not sure what the deed says."
"This reality thing is confusing," Sara complained.
"If it means having Dad back then I will take confusing," Jackie told her. "Charlie remembers the reality he died in until the point that he died. Then he just remembers my reality. I wonder if Dad remembers my reality until the point that he died."
Sam pondered, "I never asked him. As for me I remember my mother dying in an accident without me in the car and I remember being in the car with her and that's it. It must be that my life in both realities were very similar up until that point."
Daniel walked into the commissary next for breakfast. He spotted Sam and grabbed his food and went to the table. "Morning ladies." he greeted.
Sam asked, "Do you remember both realties? The one you died in and the one you survived."
He pondered, "More like a dream. It's kind of like brief moments from a bad dream. I don't expect to remember much of anything since he died before the realities combined. I notice some strange things though. Some logos I thought looked different than they do now."
Sara added, "I noticed that too. Jif peanut butter is spelled with one F and not two now. I swear it was J.I.F.F."
Jackie pondered, "It is spelled like that Mom."
She shook her head, "Now it's one F."
Daniel asked, "How was it spelled in our reality?"
Sam shrugged, "I use Peter Pan."
Teal'c walked into the commissary for breakfast next. Daniel called out, "Teal'c."
He wandered to the table and noticed once again Sam and Daniel were dressed alike. He often wondered if they colluded as wore green battle dress. "Daniel," he replied.
"Is Jif peanut butter spelled with one F or two?" he asked.
"One F," he replied unsure of the question.
Jackie pondered, "I swear it was two."
Daniel stated, "If our biggest concern as a result of the reality blending is how a peanut butter is spelled then I will take that."
"Me too," Sam agreed.
