Sitting alone in his office was nothing new for Daniel Jackson. Many a night, he would pour over different languages they'd encounter so he could try and learn it. He ran a hand through his hair, yawning widely. This latest language was going to take awhile. It sounded almost like a combination of French and Spanish, but he couldn't be sure.

The knocking on his door startled him. He jumped slightly in his seat, his books moving about 2 inches to the other side of the cold metal desk.

"Sorry, sir. I was wondering if you could point me in the direction of Colonel O'Neill", a woman asked, looking inside through a crack between the door and its frame.

"Call me Daniel," he said, rising from his uncomfortable chair, "Jack should be in his room, I'll show you. If I may, why do you ask where he is?"

"I'm Lt. Tucker, I was told to report to him about being on his team", she said, thinking it odd that this man had requested her to call him by his first name.

Daniel stopped in his tracks. A fifth member? What was General Hammond thinking? But then again, perhaps it was just a temporary thing.

"I'm Dr. Jackson, I'm on SG-1", Daniel commented, finally moving again.

"Good to meet you, Dr. Jackson. Again, I'm sorry if I disturbed you", she smiled; happy to know that he was a team member.

Daniel shrugged, "It's ok, I wasn't working on anything pressing."

Soon, they had reached Jack's room, and the light was still on inside. iI guess he couldn't sleep either/i, Daniel thought, smiling to himself.

They knocked on the Colonel's door and waited for him to answer. Boots clinked across the room, pausing by the door; the tired face of the Colonel appeared as he opened his door.

Yawning, he asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Jack, this is Lt. Tucker, SG-1's new member", Daniel explained, watching for Jack's reaction.

Jack blinked, taken aback; apparently, he was wondering the same thing Daniel had a few moments before. Then he widened the door to let them inside of his room. Daniel and the new girl walked inside and where offered a couch. Jack went over to his phone and called a couple of people, presumably Sam and Teal'c; who should be here for the meeting of a new team member.

The two sleepy-eyed friends arrived in their CO's room and sat in some chairs. Lt. Tucker explained that she was told to join the team by General Hammond, and she kept apologizing for coming at this time of night.

"Don't be sorry, it's fine. We're all glad to have you with us", Captain Carter chided the lieutenant's sorrow.

Tucker smiled, "As I am glad to be amongst you. You will probably receive my papers tomorrow."

"Ah, that's alright. Why don't we get to know each other tonight?" Jack asked, passing out beers.

He handed one to Tucker, and she sat it down on the coffee table, not touching it.

"My name's Elizabeth, but you can all call me Liz if you want", she commented, seeing as how they all knew their first names, she figured she'd tell them hers.

After talking for awhile and seeing how she still hadn't touched the beer, they were giving her glances. She felt a little uncomfortable under their stares.

"What's wrong with it? Wrong brand?" Jack asked, knitting his brow.

"Oh, no, I'm sure it's fine. I just don't drink", Liz said, immediately receiving strange glances from her new team members.

Jack looked uncomfortable, not knowing that the new member didn't drink.

Liz smiled to them, "It's perfectly alright, I just can't handle my liquor and don't like to partake in it. The closest I can get is IBC Root Beer."

They nodded silently, and Sam changed the topic. They continued talking for awhile, continuing onto different topics, such as where she was from, and what she was good at. They all shared some of their backgrounds with each other and were soon laughing and having a great time. They were truly acting like a team.