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This story is No. 6 in the series "KWS Series". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: SG-1 comes to town. 6th story in the KWS series.

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Chapter 1 – Cause for Concern?

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the recognizable characters. They are owned by others, who are not me. This is all in the spirit of fun. No copyright infringement is intended.

Summary: SG-1 comes to town. 6th story in the KWS series.

AN1: To avoid confusion (hopefully), Col. Jack O’Neill is referred to as Jack O’Neill or simply O’Neill; Jonathan Jackson is referred to as Jack or Mini-Me.

AN2: Thank you PAS and Kayla Shay for reading this over and giving me your input. It’s much appreciated!

Chapter 1 – Cause for Concern?

Stargate Command (SGC)

Dr. Daniel Jackson was worried. He’d stayed awake until well past 2:00 a.m. last night waiting for Col. Jack O’Neill’s clone, Jonathan Jackson, to call him. They’d gotten into a routine of speaking regularly. Last night had been Jack’s turn to call. He’d never missed a call before.

Daniel picked up his phone and dialed Jack’s number. The call was automatically rolled over into the message center. That was the third time damn it! What the hell was going on? Jack knew better than to go silent like this. Could the NID have caught on to the whole clone thing? Maybe the Trust had somehow gotten wind of it? Damn, why wasn’t Jack calling him?! Okay, he decided, he’d give Jack until the end of the day to get in touch with him. If Jack hadn’t called by then he’d voice his concerns to his team and General Hammond.


Maj. Samantha Carter was completely focused on the experiment she was currently hunched over in her lab.

"Major, step away from the experiment and no one has to get hurt."

Sam’s head shot up and she spun toward the voice coming from her doorway. Jack O’Neill stood there with Teal’c. "Sir?" she asked as her confused gaze shifted between her commanding officer and the experiment on her workstation.

"Step away from the experiment and no one has to get hurt," O’Neill repeated.

"Sir, I don’t understand. What’s going on?"

"Lunch," he replied succinctly.

"Lunch?" she parroted, more confused than ever.

"Yes, you know it’s that meal between breakfast, which you didn’t have, and dinner."

"Wait, how do you know I didn’t have breakfast?" Sam asked with a slight frown.

"Because you didn’t get anything from the commissary."

"Well, maybe I ate at home."

"You didn’t leave the base last night," he countered smugly.

"Are you spying on me, Sir?" Sam inquired.

"Yes. It’s the only way I can make sure you and Daniel don’t die from malnutrition."

"So where’s Daniel?" she asked, feeling slightly better that the colonel wasn’t singling her out.

"He’s our next stop," O’Neill assured her. Teal’c looked slightly amused.

"Oh, good. You’re all here," Daniel said as he entered Sam’s lab.

"Speak of the devil …" O’Neill smiled with a sweep of his hand in Daniel’s direction.

Daniel paid no attention to him as he closed the door to Sam’s lab causing the other members of his team to look at him questioningly. "We need to talk," Daniel said.

Seeing the expression on Daniel’s face, O’Neill became serious and questioned, "What’s wrong, Daniel?"

"Nothing, I hope. I want to be wrong. Hopefully, I’m just overreacting and everything’s fine," Daniel answered though he clearly didn’t believe it.

"Daniel, share," O’Neill commanded. The rest of SG-1 was now looking as worried as Daniel but they had no idea why.

"Jack didn’t call me," Daniel explained.

Confused, O’Neill asked, "Was I supposed to?"

"No, not you. Jack."

O’Neill’s confusion deepened momentarily. "What? Oh, you mean Mini-Me." After a moment’s pause, attempting to seem blasé, he asked, "You two keep in touch, do you?"

"Yes," Daniel nodded. "He was supposed to call me and he hasn’t. I’m worried something might have happened to him."

"I thought we decided it was too weird to stay in touch," O’Neill said completely ignoring the rest of Daniel’s statement.

Daniel turned to him, saying, "No, you decided it was too weird."

"He agreed," O’Neill said defensively.

"Well, apparently it’s not too weird with me," Daniel answered, getting frustrated.

"What has caused your concern, Daniel Jackson?" Teal’c inquired, putting the conversation back on track.

"He didn’t call." Seeing the blank expressions on his teammate’s faces he continued, "Unless we’re off-world, Jack and I speak at least twice a week. It was his turn to call and he didn’t." The rest of SG-1 just stared at him.

"Um, Danny, no offense but he probably just blew you off," O’Neill said as gently as he could.

"Would you blow me off?" Daniel asked O’Neill, who was looking decidedly uncomfortable. "Well, Jack wouldn’t. He’s never missed a call. He’s also not answering his phone."

Still not convinced anything was wrong, Sam suggested "Well, it won’t hurt to pop in and check on him, right? We can stop by the school or his apartment and make sure he’s okay."

"Yeah, that’s not as easy as it sounds. Jack moved over a year ago. He’s not in Colorado Springs anymore," Daniel informed them.

It took about another half hour of convincing before Jack O’Neill agreed to ask for the general’s permission to go check on his clone. General Hammond eventually agreed, more to ease Daniel’s concerns than because he believed the clone was in danger.

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