TITLE: Sceptics and Believers
AUTHOR: Michelle Birkby
SPOILERS: SG1: Touchstone, Fifth Race; X-files: Rain King, Dreamland, The ghosts that stole Christmas, X-Files the movie
SEASON / SEQUEL: 3 for Stargate, 6 for X-Files
RATING: PG
CONTENT WARNINGS: Some strong language
DISCLAIMER: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. We have written this story for entertainment purposes only and no money whatsoever has exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the authors. Not to be archived without permission of the authors.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is set after rain king in the x-files universe, and after fifth race in the sg1


JULY 4TH. CHEYENNE MOUNTAIN COMPLEX. 12.00pm

Mulder and Scully sat in a rented car, just slightly down the road from the complex. Being a rented car, the air-conditioning was up the spout. Being the fourth of July, Scully was well aware that there were better things she could be doing then sitting here waiting to be arrested. If only Mulder hadn't done that lost puppy-dog thing with his face. This was how she got into trouble last time. One minute she'd been happily doing Christmas things, Mulder had given her that I'm-all-alone-don't-you-find me-irresistible-come-with-me look, and she'd ending up lying on the floor of a haunted house, convinced Mulder had shot her.

"Mulder, what are we doing here?".

"I told you." he explained patiently. "Frohike tracked the trucks that arrived at Area 51 to here. Something weird's going on here.".

"No kidding." she murmured. "That's our catchphrase.".

"What?" he asked, scanning the horizon for the soldiers that were bound to come and pick them up any time now.

"You trust Frohike?" she said, incredulously. "You trust a man who claims he can smell the perfume on Playboy centrefolds?".

He turned to her, with a big cheesy grin.

"You can." he said.

"Oh brother." Scully whispered.


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"Oh brother." Daniel said, as he stretched his hand out.

"Come on Daniel, just a little more, don't fall now." admonished Jack.

Daniel shot him a if-archeologists-could-kill-look, but in the position he in, all Jack could see was Daniel's butt.

"I'm not happy." he whispered to Sam.

"Captain Carter!" Jack called out. "Your turn. Let's see now...right hand on blue.".

Sam stretched, balanced, brought all her military training to bear to keep her upright...but it was no good. She collapsed, bringing Daniel and Teal'c back down on top of her. They scrambled upright.

"A most intriguing game." Teal'c said.

"Yeah right." said Daniel. "I hate to say this, but shouldn't we be doing something more constructive?".

"Relax Danny-boy! General Hammond's not here. In fact, hardly anybody's here. I'm in charge now.".

"Talk about the lunatics taking over the asylum." Daniel muttered as he stalked away. Jack turned to Sam.

"Excellent idea Carter." he said. "The memory of Teal'c playing Twister will brighten my dying days.".

"He's good at it, though, isn't he?" she replied, grinning widely. "Next time its your turn.".

"No, no way." Jack replied. "I have to keep up the dignity of command.".

Sam snorted, but was saved from whatever she'd been about to say by a young soldier rushing up. He was very young. They'd been told that only a skeleton staff was needed this weekend so as many people as possible could enjoy Independence Day. Sam had been slightly worried that most of those selected to stay had been young, relatively untrained soldiers, but as no-one knew they were there, and there was no Stargate trips planned, they didn't really need the enormous band of hardened soldiers that usually thronged the base. SG1 had only stayed because they had nowhere else to go. The soldier snapped to attention so sharply that Sam could have sworn she heard his spine crack.

Jack saluted back, frowning slightly."At ease soldier. What's wrong?".

"We've arrested two intruders Sir.".

Jack glanced at Sam, remembering the last intruder they'd arrested. Hathor.

Jack decided to take Sam with him to see the new guests.

He was surprised. A man and a woman in suits. Unless these were modern gods, they weren't Gou'ald.


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Mulder was surprised. He'd expected someone yelling at him for breaking protocol, not this insouciant soldier with his hands rammed in his pockets, not the woman with the perpetually curious expression on her face that reminded him ever so faintly of Scully.

"Well." said Jack. "Do you want to tell me who you are, what you're doing here, and so-on? I'm sure you know the drill.".

Mulder glanced at Scully. This wasn't the welcome they normally got. They'd got the guns and soldiers sure, but not the usual air of menace and secret that overhung most military bases they invaded.

"You first." Mulder said. Jack shrugged.

"Seems only polite." Jack agreed. "I'm Colonel Jack O'Neill, this is Captain Samantha Carter. You second!".

This was definitely not going like Mulder's usual interrogation. For a start, he couldn't smell cigarette smoke.

"I'm Agent Mulder, and this is Special Agent Scully.".

"Dr. Scully?" Sam asked.

"Dr. Carter?" Scully asked.

"You two know each other?" Jack asked, amazed.

"We correspond by e-mail Sir." Carter said.

"We met on a mailing list." Scully explained. Mulder turned to Scully.

"What kind of mailing list?".

"For physicists dealing with what's considered physical impossiblities, like worm-holes, time-travel and so-on." Sam explained.

"Scully, I'm beginning to see you in a whole new light!" Mulder exclaimed, grinning widely. Scully ignored him.

"Ok, lets skip the brilliant scientists reunion. What are you doing here?". Jack asked.

"Following up on an investigation.".

"Investigation of what?" Jack continued.

"Lets just say it involves someone called Maybourne, and Area 51.".

Sam and Jack exchanged startled glances. What the hell was Maybourne up to now?

Scully noticed Sam and Jack's reaction, and stored it up to tell Mulder later. That was pretty much the role she'd assumed from the beginning. Mulder would provoke the reactions, and she would watch the fallout. She was good at it.

"Let's just say you tell us everything.".

"Mulder." Scully whispered. "We don't know who's side he's on, who all this involves.". Mulder nodded, but turned back to Jack and said, "I'll tell you everything if you tell me everything. I know you're connecting to other worlds here. I know there's ...stuff..at Area 51 you've bought back from...somewhere. I saw the ship. That was no Independence Day crap. That was the real thing. You tell me how you get these things, and I'll tell you what I saw at Area 51. And believe me, I think you'd want to know.".

He turned back to Scully and whispered,

"I trust him. He's got an honest face.".

Scully gave him one of her I-do-not-believe-you-just-said-that-looks.

Jack turned to Sam, who was saying,"Sir, can I remind you that what we do here is classified at the highest level?".

"You can remind me, but the bottom line is, he already knows pretty much everything, and I want to know what he knows. You know Scully don't you? Don't you trust her?".

"Well, yes, for someone I met on the internet, but..".

"Sam, I appreciate you reminding me. It's your job and you do it well, but I'm the one making the decisions, and I'm the one who'll take the fall if it all goes wrong, ok?".

He ignored Sam's protest, and turned to Mulder.

"You're on.".

"Sir!" Sam protested.

"Mulder!" Scully protested.

Jack looked at the two women, both so different physically, but both standing there with EXACTLY the same look of admonition and resignation on their faces.
Jack shuddered.

"Spooky." he said. Mulder looked up.

"Yes?".

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