The Colonel’s Sister

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Daniel sneezed. Jack handed him a tissue. He’d stuffed his pockets as soon as the MALP has sent the image of the planet back to them at the SGC.
The Stargate was located in the middle of a large field, maybe a valley because he could see mountains in the distance, which was filled with brightly colored wild flowers. The sky overhead wasn’t quite blue, but instead held a greenish tinge. Jack no longer found it unusual to look up at a green sky. They’d seen green, purple, red, you name it.
There was a ring of loose forestry surrounding the valley or field or whatever it was, and that looked normal enough. There were no signs of life anywhere nearby, and Carter had reported that the MALP hadn’t shown any life either.
Daniel sneezed again.
“I thought Fraiser gave you something for that” Jack asked as he handed Daniel yet another tissue. His friend pushed the glasses back up onto his nose and raised his eyebrows, as he often did before explaining something.
“She did. It doesn’t seem to be working” he answered, and sneezed again. Jack just shook his head and pulled his sunglasses over his eyes. Carter and Teal’c were already out in the grass, swinging their heads about looking for anything interesting, but there wasn’t much to see.
“All right, campers!” Jack called, hearing his voice echo just a little bit. Those mountains must be closer than they look.
“Spread out. Keep in radio contact. Report anything interesting” Carter and Teal’c nodded and headed off toward the west.
“Come on Spacemonkey” Jack said, heading off in the opposite direction, “Let’s go see if we can find some rocks” Daniel resisted the urge to roll his eyes and followed after is friend.
“So, I heard that Sam put in for some vacation time” Daniel said as they walked along, with every merciful step getting farther away from the wild flowers. The forest appeared to be deep, but the trees were spread out so that there was more than ample room for them to move about. They could’ve brought the MALP if they had wanted to.
Jack sort of grunted and chuckled at the same time.
“Her brother’s having some kind of party” he told Daniel. He was keeping his eyes peeled for anything interesting, but so far it’d only been trees, some underbrush and a couple of little animals that looked like squirrels.
“Is Jacob coming?” Daniel inquired, pushing a branch back from his face. These “routine” missions could sometimes be very...well, routine. Unless something odd happened. Which often times it did. It seemed, most especially to SG-1. It was as if Fate consciously pushed them into the missions with all the excitement and danger. That could be the SGC motto “Saving the World Once a Week: Whether It Needs It or Not”. He wondered how that would look next to “Be All That You Can Be” and decided it still needed some work.
“Don’t know. Haven’t heard anything about it” Jack answered. Another few silent moments passed.
“Carter, you there?” Jack suddenly reached up to his comm., seemingly out of boredom.
“Yes, sir” Sam’s voice crackled back.
“You find anything yet?” Jack asked, stopping to inspect the bark on a particularly tall tree.
“Not yet sir. We were just about to...” Sam was interrupted by a loud cracking sound coming from above them. It sounded a lot like lightning, but the day was just as sunny as it had been when they’d arrived. Both Jack and Daniel looked up, but though the trees were set wide apart, they could still see nothing through the highest branches.
“Carter?”
“We’re fine sir” Sam replied, “Did you see what it was?”
“Nope” Jack answered, “All right, let’s fall back to the Gate folks” He ordered and got a quick response from Carter before turning back the way they had just come. Both turned their heads up as soon as they cleared the trees.
They fell to a crouch as something large and burning flew over their heads, gushes of hot, acrid wind following in its wake. Over on the other side of the valley (or field or whatever) where Carter and Teal’c were just emerging from the tree coverage, another, smaller, bit of burning something crashed into the forest.
“Whoa” was all Jack said.
“Sir!” Sam yelled over the comm., “Did you see that?”
“See what?” Jack asked in his dry way.
“The craft, sir” Carter replied, sounding as if she thought he might truly not have seen it.
“You know we just missed it” Now Daniel rolled his eyes.
“Could you tell what it was?” he asked himself.
“The piece that flew over us appeared to be an escape pod” Teal’c answered. Now Jack’s head perked up.
“Goa’uld?” he asked.
“I do not believe so” Teal’c replied.
“All right, you and Carter take the escape pod. Daniel and I will try to go find the ‘craft’” Jack ordered and each set took off for their respective assignments. Daniel realized this “routine” mission had just become one of the “not routine” ones. Though by now even the not routine had become routine.
“So, who do you think it is?” he asked Jack as they hurried through the underbrush.
“Don’t know” Jack answered, “Haven’t heard anything about the Tok’ra being out here, but it’s not like they tell us anything”
“I don’t think it could be Asgard” Daniel commented, “They’re still pretty busy fighting off the Replicators” A waft of poignant smelling air drifted over their noses.
“Smell that?” Jack asked.
“We must be getting close” Daniel replied. And indeed they were. A few minutes later it became harder to see with all the smoke and they could feel small creatures rushing by their feet trying to get away from the deadly destruction. They weren’t choking on the heavy air though and so they pushed on right until they could feel the heat coming off the giant flames.
“It’s eating the forest!” Daniel yelled for the blaze was quite loud, “There’s no way we’ll get close enough to find anything!” Jack nodded beside him.
“Let’s get out of here!” And they all but ran away from the fire. As soon as they’d gotten far enough from the fire to be able to hear again, Jack contacted Carter and Teal’c.
“Any luck?” Carter asked.
“Nah, the fire’s too big” Jack replied, “You?”
“Teal’c was right, it was an escape pod” Carter reported, “It’s a little scratched but that’s it. There’s a language on the side I don’t recognize” Jack gave Daniel a look.
“All right, we’re on our way” he told her.
It took them about forty five minutes to cross the valley and then find Carter and Teal’c in the unburnt part of the forest. The pod was a silvery color and about six feet in length, about four feet wide. There was a small plasma screen on the left side with odd looking writing on it.
“Teal’c doesn’t recognize the writing either” Carter reported as Jack and Daniel approached. Daniel went immediately to the side of the pod.
“I think I do” he said, already excited from the possibility, “Jack I think this is the fourth language, from Ernest’s planet” He looked up at his friend, delight twinkling in his eyes.
“And you think that could be an alien?” Carter asked.
“It’s logical” Daniel answered and then turned his attention back to the little screen. Jack waited a moment.
“Can you translate it?” he asked finally.
“Uh, not here” Daniel replied, “I’ll have to take it back to the SGC” Jack could see he had already figured out how to scroll down the page, or whatever, as the little symbols were changing and moving around.
“Whoa, wait”
“What?” Jack asked, looking back over at Daniel.
“That was in English” Daniel muttered.
“What?” Carter exclaimed and the other three team members crowded around the archeologist. He was scrolling back up the page and then stopped. He pointed at the small letters.
“Right there. It’s a name” he said, “Jennifer O’Neill”
“It can’t be” Jack said in an odd tone. Everybody looked at him.
“Why not, sir?” Carter asked with a confused expression.
“Jennifer O’Neill died on Earth in 1986” Jack explained without really explaining anything. Daniel had a bad feeling about this.
“And how do you know that?” he asked. Jack had an odd expression on his face, half hidden behind his sunglasses. His lip twitched.
“She was my sister”