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This story is No. 3 in the series "Chosen Alternate Universe". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Abandoned *Sequel to Landed* She was given a choice, told it was all over but when the PTB renege on their end of the deal how will they all cope.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Stargate > Buffy-Centered
Television > JAG
FreewriteFR15711,70003623,51112 Nov 046 May 06No

The Speed of Snail

Chapter 7: The speed of snail!

Jack was bored.

That in of itself was never a good thing, but adding in the fact that he was also anxious to find out what this Dr Weir was like, worried about Buffy and Faith (according to what the Doc and Mac had told him they had both had almost simultaneous panic attacks).  He was pissed off that the Goau’ld were once again ruining everything and so-called higher beings were screwing with them.

There was also Daniel but as always he was a whole other kettle of fish and an explanation in of himself.

Right at the moment he was trying to comprehend what he was seeing on the television in front of him Carter walked in from the look on her face she was just as bored, frustrated and pissed of as he was.  Nodding politely, she sat down next to him on the sofa in the rec room.
“What are you doing Sir?”

“Watching something weird”

Sam watched the screen for a few moments before her eyebrows rose in a way that was in essence Teal’c worthy and looked at her CO trying to hide the smirk that was playing on the edge of her mouth.

“Sir you explore the galaxy through a giant stone ring and have a Vampire living in your basement.  How is that you find competitive marbles weird?”

“It just is ok Carter, it just is”

The two of them sat in silence for a few minutes, Jack was creeped out by what was being shown on the television and Sam sat there fidgeting.

Turning to look at her profile Jack squinted his eyes trying to work out what was on her mind.

“I’m not a mind reader”

Sam sighed, and closed her eyes trying to put the thoughts in her head in some sane order, it wasn’t working so she just blurted out.

“What are we going to do if Dr Weir doesn’t let us tell the girls what’s going on?”

“You know something Carter, I’ve been wondering the exact same thing.  I reckon if she won’t let us tell them anything the next time we get off world we meet up with Dad and then head off and blow the snakehead to hell.  That way they’ll never have to know what they’re missing out on.”

“They’re already curious Sir, if they really want to know what’s going on were not going to be able to stop them.”

“Don’t worry about it Carter” Jack looked at her and grinned “We’ll stand back and watch them burn that bridge when it comes to it”

Sam nodded her head, but didn’t say anything else on the subject.  After a few moments of silence Jack spoke up again.

“You wanna go find some cake?”

Briefing Room
Cheyenne Mountain Complex

If she was honest with herself the only feeling Elizabeth Weir could definitively identify right at this moment was a slight case of claustrophobia. Everything else was a gigantic jumble.  Here she was in one of the most heavily guarded military facilities she had ever seen looking at one of mankind’s greatest finds in recent history.

In many respects she could understand why the military had kept it under wraps for so long, the potential for mass hysteria alone…

Yet she still wondered why the President had selected her for this job, surely there were other more qualified people.  She was a negotiator, a politician, she had spent most of her adult life working to negate the need for the military, and yet here she was in charge of a sizable military force and from what the President had told her the night before one of her first decisions would be on how best to take down one of the aliens.  Who apparently was after one of two young women both of which were here in Colorado Springs.

Elizabeth was still having a little trouble with the whole Vampire thing.

Standing at the window that looked out over the Stargate she regarded it warily and deep down wished she was still as ignorant over what was happening down here as she was 24 hours ago, but there was no going back now.

‘Suck it up Elizabeth, it could be worse’

A throat being cleared behind her startled Elizabeth out of her reverie, she whipped round to see a petite brunette woman standing there.  Her mind immediately going back over the personnel files she had managed to read (which wasn’t many so far mind you) and identified the woman as Dr Janet Fraiser Chief medical officer.  An uncomfortable feeling washed over Elizabeth as she realised that the doctor was sizing her up.

“Dr Fraiser I believe…” Holding out her hand Elizabeth walked over to the Doctor hoping that if she made a good impression on at least one of the people she was due to meet with today it would make the whole situation go smoother.

“Welcome to Cheyenne Mountain Dr Weir”

After shaking hands the two woman dropped into an un-comfortable silence, it didn’t last long as friendly arguing from out in the hallway impeded the silence (although neither would admit they were grateful for it).  Moments later Daniel Jackson and Jonas Quinn appeared as they were in the middle of a debate on the socio-political ramifications of the Pompeii volcano eruption and other natural disasters throughout the history of earth.

“I’ve actually been wondering how many of the so called natural disasters that have occurred were actually mystical events, the sinking of Sunnydale for example.  Those of us who were there know that it was a result of our battle against the first evil but as far as anyone else is concerned it was a freak accident…”

The two of them didn’t even seem to notice the woman already sitting in silence at the briefing room table as they continued their conversation.

Dr Weir watched them waiting for either of the two men to acknowledge either herself or Dr Fraiser, when after a few moments neither of them seemed to be about to do just that she turned her gaze on the other woman with a raised eyebrow.

“Daniel… Jonas…” Janet waited a few moments “Gentleman” this time she raised her voice a little bit more and actually got their attention.

“Janet when did you get here?”

“Before you” The medical Doctor smirked “This is Dr Elizabeth Weir, our new commander” she indicated the other woman sitting there.

Both of the men immediately stood back up and held out their hands to be shaken.  The two woman hiding smirks, Elizabeth could tell immediately that if she played her cards right she could have two allies in these men.

She was under no illusions that it would be easy to win the trust of these people.  If the history of the program that the President had given her was accurate then she had a lot of work to do.

Before anything other than the perfunctory introductions could be made the remainder of SG1 and Jacob Carter entered the room together and from the wary and appraising looks she received from each of them Elizabeth realised that it would be these four that she would have to work the hardest on to get to trust her.

Each of them took a seat at the briefing room table and silence descended over the group.

Yep Elizabeth thought.  This is going to be as easy as getting Satan in ice skates.

End Chapter 7

AN: Once again sorry about the lengthy delay. Just to let anyone who is still interested in this story know Chapter eight is finished but I won't be posting again until I've finished chapter 9.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Enough Rope" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 6 May 06.

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