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tthdrabblesTitle: Snookered
Author: cleito
Crossover: SG-1
Disclaimer: Not mine, no money, yadda yadda yadda...
Summary: Some things drive you to drink...
"Daniel's been outsourcing the translations from PX-338, sir."
Hammond was displeased. "That's the security breech? Dr. Jackson's work?"
O'Neil sighed. His kids, his problem. Some days he wished he could stick Danny onto someone else's shoulders. "Yes, sir. He posted some pictures on a site with a 'Can you read this?' message and got a response."
The general was impressed. "Another academic was able to do what he couldn't? Should we be adding this person to SGC?"
"These people don't exactly fit the military mold."
"People? More than one?"
"George, we don't want to get mixed up in this. Their files are flagged 'DO NOT TOUCH' by every agency." He shifted in his chair, trying to avoid the inevitable. "They've already destroyed one military op. I don't want them near ours."
"What?"
"The Initiative, Walsh's baby. They leveled the place."
"Jackson's sharing information with Sunnydale group?" Hammond shouted.
O'Neil winced. "I can manage…"
His proposal was interrupted by Daniel's barreling in. "Jack! It's a prophecy! Willow called, here, to my office! How is that possible?"
Hammond and O'Neil shared a silent moment before the general reached into the bottom drawer of his desk for the emergency bottle. "Drink?"
"Hell yes."
Author: cleito
Crossover: SG-1
Disclaimer: Not mine, no money, yadda yadda yadda...
Summary: Some things drive you to drink...
"Daniel's been outsourcing the translations from PX-338, sir."
Hammond was displeased. "That's the security breech? Dr. Jackson's work?"
O'Neil sighed. His kids, his problem. Some days he wished he could stick Danny onto someone else's shoulders. "Yes, sir. He posted some pictures on a site with a 'Can you read this?' message and got a response."
The general was impressed. "Another academic was able to do what he couldn't? Should we be adding this person to SGC?"
"These people don't exactly fit the military mold."
"People? More than one?"
"George, we don't want to get mixed up in this. Their files are flagged 'DO NOT TOUCH' by every agency." He shifted in his chair, trying to avoid the inevitable. "They've already destroyed one military op. I don't want them near ours."
"What?"
"The Initiative, Walsh's baby. They leveled the place."
"Jackson's sharing information with Sunnydale group?" Hammond shouted.
O'Neil winced. "I can manage…"
His proposal was interrupted by Daniel's barreling in. "Jack! It's a prophecy! Willow called, here, to my office! How is that possible?"
Hammond and O'Neil shared a silent moment before the general reached into the bottom drawer of his desk for the emergency bottle. "Drink?"
"Hell yes."
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Funny.
Date: 2004-06-15 07:27 am (UTC)"Drink?"
"Hell yes."
Great! Absolutely hilarious. Thanks for sharing this.
Tals
Snookered
Date: 2004-06-27 02:17 am (UTC)But, you do realise that this could be the perfect 'prologue' for a great xover story .... :)