Crossover: HL/SG-1 (roughly series 6 SG-1!verse, end series 3 HL!verse)

Characters: Daniel, O’Neill, Methos, Sam, Teal’c, Jacob Carter, OFC (Tok’ra).

For prompt: 028 Children

Summary: Some people are younger than others

“Adam, it’ll be fine there.” Daniel sighed, pulling on a new shirt to replace his sliced one as they hurried towards the gate room with Teal’c following close behind.

Methos winced. “I just don’t like the idea of leaving my sword lying in some room.”

“It will be perfectly safe.” Teal’c rumbled.

“See?” Daniel asserted, as if because Teal’c had said it it had to be right.

Methos was unconvinced, but didn’t push the matter as they reached the gate room and came to halt behind Jack and Sam as an older man and a young woman, both in rather strangely pieced together clothes, walked down the ramp.

“Hey dad!” Sam said, rushing forward to throw her arms around her father, “long time no see.”

“Hey kiddo. How you been?”

So this was Jacob Carter, Methos mused. He had heard briefly about this man and just how he had come about his new role with their alien allies in his briefing and ever since then he had been intrigued to meet this man who would willingly let an alien set up shop in his head.

“You been poaching members from other teams Jack?” Jacob asked, his curious gaze sliding towards Methos.

“Adam Pierson,” Methos introduced himself, meeting Jacob’s eyes confidently.

“Jacob Carter. Civilian?” Jacob asked, suspicion just barely detectable under his voice.

“He has hidden talents,” Jack interrupted before Methos could answer, an inscrutable smile on his face.

“This place is quite remarkable,” the young woman who had come through the gate announced, “for such a,” she seemed to remember the company she was in, “young race.” She said with a hint of a smile.

Jacob rolled his eyes. “Let me introduce Macha. Macha, this is SG-1.”

Macha strolled over, with an honest smile this time. “The famous team. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She said, bowing gracefully.

“Nice to meet you Macha,” Daniel reciprocated, offering a hand.

Jack stood back a little with a smirk on his face. “You might want to watch who you’re calling young around here lately.”

“Jack…” Daniel warned, but Methos only chuckled, feeling better about Jack’s obscure jokes at least than he did about leaving his sword in the training room.

Macha seemed not to catch Jack’s joke, but Methos could see that the same could not be said for Jacob as they met each other’s eyes.

Jack obviously noticed too, and quickly changed the subject. “So what brings you to Earth Jacob?”

“Purely a social call this time Jack.” He looked up wistfully, as if there weren’t 26 floors above him, “It’s been too long since I’ve seen Earth…and have time to spend with the family.” He gave Sam’s shoulder an affectionate squeeze. “Macha was curious to see the home of the Tau’ri so I thought I’d bring her along.”

“So now we’re a tourist destination?” Jack drawled.

“Think of it as strengthening relationships between the Tau’ri and the Tok’ra.” Jacob offered with a smirk. “Any chance you can spare an airman to show Macha around?”

“I can spare some time this afternoon.” Sam offered.

Macha bowed. “That would be much appreciated Major Carter. I have to confess I have been eager to meet you.”

“That’s settled then,” Jacob announced. “I’ve got to go see George, see if I can get clearance to the surface. Meet up at O’Mally’s for something to eat later?”

There was around of agreements to the plan and everyone headed off back to what they had been doing. Teal’c, finished with his morning workout, parted company with Methos and Daniel with a bow as he headed for the showers. Methos was relieved to see his sword still propped against the wall where he had left it and gathered it up, turning with it in his hand as he heard quick footsteps approaching down the hallway.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt anything…” Jacob Carter began as he walked in the door. He stepped further in. “Things have changed a bit since I was last here if swords are standard issue now…”

Daniel was flustered. “Oh, this? I mean…”

Methos saw the understanding in Jacob’s eyes and just smiled. “It’s ok Daniel. Why don’t you go get changed? We can train for longer tomorrow.”

“Adam?” Daniel seemed uncertain, but acquiesced, gathering up his things and slipping his falcata neatly out of sight. He seemed kind of embarrassed as he nodded to Jacob on his way out.

“Holy Hannah…I had thought he might be but to see him with a sword…can he use it?”

Methos chuckled, the shock on Jacob’s face priceless. “Just barely. You know about us.” It wasn’t a question.

Jacob bowed his head. For a moment Methos just thought he was nodding – that was until he heard his voice.

“Greetings Adam Pierson. I am Selmak. I have indeed met a very few of your kind on other worlds, though not for almost 3000 years. I had thought the last of the Quickened were gone.”

Methos found himself more enthralled than surprised at the alienness of Selmak’s voice. It was so rare for him to come across anything new anymore it seemed a waste to spend time being cowed by it. Still, ‘Quickened’? Well he supposed it was as good a name as any…

“Pleased to meet you. When I heard that humans had been taken through the gate I did wonder whether Immortals might have been taken through with them.”

Selmak nodded with Jacob’s head. “There were some, but not many. The Goa’uld saw your kind as a threat and have eradicated them wherever they found them.”

“That’s a pleasant thought…”

Selmak bowed his head, and then Jacob was clearing his throat and looking up at the Immortal with a guarded expression. “We’ll see you at the bar tonight?”

“I’ll be there.” Methos answered, Jacob turning to leave before he had even finished answering.