Werewolf in the SGC
- I do not own anything that you recognize, so please don't sue me.
Jack groaned as he pulled off to the side of the road. He could already tell that he had a flat. Meanwhile he needed to get to the base and he needed to get there fast because he was supposed to meet with Thor and some others. Jack hopped out of the vehicle and looked at the rear tire. Completely flat. He did a quick inspection of the other three tires and found the other rear tire to be rather low as well. He didn't think the donut would hold up with the other tire so low. He groaned and banged his head against the side of the car, pulling out his phone. There was a crunch of gravel as he waited for someone to pick up on the other end.
"You need a lift somewhere?" Came a calm voice. Jack turned and found a short young man with green hair leaning out of the drivers side of his truck.
"Uh ... yeah, you think you could give me a lift up to the mountain?" Jack asked, gesturing. The kid raised an eyebrow.
"Norad?" He asked.
"That'd be the one," Jack agreed. Daniel finally answered his phone. "Danny, hey, I got a flat, send someone out after the truck would you? I've got a ride, hopefully I'll be there before our other friends,"
"Funny, my names Daniel, Daniel Ozbourne" The kid said.
"Nice to meet you Daniel, I'm Jack," The kid smiled.
"Call me Oz," Oz told him. Jack looked around him. Some amps and a couple guitar cases were in the back, there was a hula dancer hanging from the rear view mirror along with some mardi gras beads and what looked like dried flowers of some kind.
"So you military?" Oz asked after a few moments.
"Huh? Oh yeah, for some time now," Jack told him, eyeballing all the little toys tossed around the van. He picked up a bouncy ball and tossed it from hand to hand.
"I hope your not Army, I have a thing against the Army," Oz told him. Jack raised an eyebrow and looked him over.
"No, Air Force," Jack told him.
"That's cool. You don't do anything with HST's, right?" The kid asked him. Jack looked at him askance.
"HST's? What's that?" Jack asked.
"If you don't know that's a no," Oz said affably.
"I could be lying," Jack told him, annoyed that the kid was asking him questions that made no sense.
"I'd smell it if you were," Oz told him.
"You'd smell it?" Jack asked, more than a little confused. There was a flash of light and suddenly the van was in a large empty gray space that Jack immediately recognized as an Asgard ship. The older man got out and Oz did as well, looking around himself curiously.
"Well this is new," Oz commented. Jack glanced over at the kid. He had his hands in his pockets and was looking around calmly. Thor walked forward from an invisible doorway and bowed his head at Jack.
"Hello O'Neill," Thor said to him in his soft voice.
"Thor, Buddy, what are you doing?" Jack demanded.
"Cool, an Alien," Oz ambled over to them.
"I am Thor, the Supreme Commander of the Asgard Fleet," The little grey told Oz.
"I'm Oz, I play the bass guitar," Oz told him, holding out a hand. Jack reminded himself to have Janet check the kid for Drugs when they got to the base. He was just being too blasé about this. Though it could be shock.
"Is there somewhere I can send you?" Thor inquired of Oz.
"He's with us now," Jack ground out. Oz raised an eyebrow.
"You realize that could be easily taken out of connotation, right?" Oz asked thoughtfully.
"Alright then," Thor agreed, tilting his head to the side and gazing at the young man. There was another flash of light and the three were suddenly in a room with a large table and a view of the Stargate surrounded by Daniel Teal'c Sam and General Hammond.
"Hey," Oz tossed a nod over at the new people before focusing back on Jack. "You aren't doing top secret experiments on Aliens are you? 'Cause that's a little too Army Initiative for my taste,"
"What?" Sam asked, thrown for a loop. Jack just shook his head.
"Oh hey cool, a chappa'ai," Oz's attention was caught by the stone circle.
"How do you know about the stargate?" Sam demanded of Oz.
"He pronounced it beautifully," Daniel commented.
"Oh, I learned about it in High School," Oz said with a shrug.
"High School!" Sam nearly shrieked.
"O'Neill, explain," Hammond demanded.
"Is that even possible?" Daniel asked Sam, striking a conversation between the two of them about the possibilities that comment entailed.
"Well you see sir, I got a flat tire," Jack said, scratching at the back of his neck.