Title: Mission Possible
By Blue Topaz
Spoilers: very minor
Nemesis, Unnatural Selection, Disclosure, Smoke and Mirror, Memento.
Disclaimers: Stragate SG-1
and its characters are not mine.
Dr. Caroline 'Carrie' King
was walking down the corridor at Level 19 on her way to Major Carter's lab, the
Major had requested her help for one of her projects. With stack of file on her
hands, she walked slowly, concentrating on the load on her arms and balancing
it carefully. She bumped into someone's back.
She looked up, "Oops, sor
..." her apology was cut short by the sight that presented upon her eyes. She
blinked, half-dreading that the scene in front of her was just a figment of her
imagination, the result of projecting too much (she was a real-life shipper).
But to her delight, it was still there.
Colonel O'Neill and Major
Carter were in what appeared to be a very compromising position. So
compromising that it had to be in direct violation of some of the USAF's
regulations. He had her pinned on the wall near her lab's entrance, her back
was on the wall; she hugged a notebook close to her chest, trying unsuccessfully
to hide behind it. He had both his hand on either side of her shoulders,
preventing her from escaping. There was fear in her eyes.
"Now Carter, are you still
saying 'no'?" the Colonel seemed to be enjoying her misery. The Major pursed
her lip and refused to be baited into saying a word, she hugged the notebook
closer for dear life. It was the only thing that she had between their bodies.
He moved closer towards her, his head
was lowered slightly so that their eyes were in the same level, "I can't and won't
order you to do this," he deliberately gave her a smile. The Major closed her
eyes, and pressed her back closer to the wall, still didn't say a thing. She
could deal with threats and violence, but a charming Colonel was a different
matter all together, especially the one who was in a very close proximity with
her right now.
He put one hand under her
chin, "Major, look at me," he ordered her calmly. She was a good little soldier
and he knew it, an order is an order, she had to comply. Slowly, she lifted
both her eyelids.
The smile was still
plastered across his face, "You know I would do anything for you, right?" his
hand was still on her chin, the thumb was stroking her jaw line now. Her
resistance was on the verge of being broken, she took a deep breath, "I know."
"So, why can't you do this?"
"I don't want to get too
involved in your personal affairs," her voice was weak and unconvincing.
His smile was gone, replaced
by a serious expression; it was a rare one coming from him, "Please," he was
asking, not ordering. He didn't want her to feel pressurized or anything like
that. Yeah, right. And Siler's dog could say 'I Love You' in 20 different
She had a hard time keeping her
defenses up, "Beside, the timing is bad," she was hoping that he would see her
reason and leave her alone. No such luck. He was still standing so close to
her, invading her personal space. The grip in her notebook was tightened.
His hand had finally left
her face and resumed its previous position, by her shoulder. He put a weary
expression, he really need her to say 'yes' so bad, she was still resisting. He
was a man with a mission, he have to prevail, so he delivered the final blow,
"Please ... for me." There, it was out. He knew that he was being unfair, she
couldn't refuse that kind of request, but the situation was calling for a
And what a move that was.
Samantha Carter felt like someone had just put a leash around her neck and
yanked it, she cursed his CO for using the sacred 'for me' speech; that was one
dirty ploy. He had to go that far, huh? There was no way she could decline now.
She bit her lower lip in nervousness, and then took a deep breath.
He raised his eyebrow, as if
asking her for her answer.
Her eyes were narrowed,
"FINE, FINE. I'll help you. Happy now?" she was clearly irritated by his unfair
way of asking her assistant.
He drew his hands from the
wall and stepped back from her; the boyish grin that was specially him was
displayed, "Thanks Carter, I owe you one." Gone was the charming and
irresistible Colonel, replace by his usual 'couldn't care less' persona. He got
what he wanted. He stuffed his hands on his pocket and walk away from her,
whistling happily to some Monty Python's song. The still annoyed Major just
shook her head in defeat and disappeared inside her lab before muttering,
"Men.". They were oblivious to the spectators that they managed to attract.
Carrie could practically hear
if a pin dropped to the floor right now. It was that silent.
"Wow, and when I thought
they were finally going for it," she said to no one in particular, still
staring at the wall where the Colonel and the Major had the intriguing
"You got that right,"
someone else muttered. It was the person that she bumped into earlier.
"Hey, you got any idea on
what's that all about?" Carrie could see around 7 or 8 people that had
witnessed the interesting conversation, didn't matter if they saw the whole
thing or just stumbled upon the last 5 seconds. Most were scientists as Level
19 was where most of the labs were, but there were a couple Airmen as well.
"Yeah, I saw it from the
"What was the Colonel
"What's with the flirting?"
"Yeah, what drove the
Colonel to be so calculating like that?"
"Well, apparently it got
something to do with Senator Kinsey."
"The 'two faced' Senator?"
"The one whom the Colonel
"It wasn't the Colonel."
"I know that, I'm just
saying. In a way, it *was* the Colonel who shot him."
"Ignore him, so what about
"I'm not too sure about the
details either, but it related to General Hammond's visit next week to Washington."
"About the disclosure plan
for the Stargate?"
"Wow, must be something big
"No doubt about that."
"So what did the Colonel
really want from the Major?"
Everyone seemed to be lost
in their own thought. They tried to guess what was really going on, but there
was no guarantee when it came to SG1. They just had to wait and see.
The SCG was in suspense.
Not because they found out
about a Goa'uld plan to attack Earth. Also not because of some disease or virus
had been brought back to Earth. No, no, no. Nothing like that at all. The
brave men and women serving under the NORAD base were in suspense because of
one man, that's right, just because of *one man* had retreated and 'meditated'
inside his own office for the last three days.
What had made the SGC's
residents anxious was that the particular 'one man' happened to go by the
name Colonel Jack O'Neill. The second in command of the SGC, the man who had more
secrets than all the FBI and CIA could put together (this is a hyperbole, of
course), the man who wouldn't spend three days of his time in his office for no
good reason. He was plotting something. And that plot was probably the
best-kept secret in the world at this moment, just because it was a secret
inside the biggest secret in the world.
The Colonel only came out
from the safety of his office to fulfill his need of nutrients, to answer calls
of nature, to maintain personal hygiene, or to answer General Hammond's
requests. Only his team members were allowed to enter his office. He was
planning something big: that much was obvious. And big in the Colonel's
dictionary meant astronomical. All non-SG1 (General Hammond not included)
members were under the impression that Senator Kinsey would get what had been
coming to him this time.
Naturally, they had tried to
pry some information from the rest of the SG1. When they said the rest of SG1,
it was just Jonas really. No one was foolish enough to bother Major Carter with
'none of your business' (as she nicely put it) matters or disturbed Teal'c from
his Kel'no'reem. But to his credit, Jonas stood his ground and spilled nothing.
Not even when they promised to ask Lt. Rush to go out on a date with him.
Next, they tried the
security camera in his office, but nothing productive had come out from that.
It just shown him totally engrossed in his own world, scribbling something down
on a piece of paper or playing with his yo-yo and Gameboy to maintain his
sanity. No doubt it was part of his plan. But they knew better than that, the
Colonel had the whole thing designed inside his brain. If he put an effort into
something, he could turn into a genius. Too bad that science didn't really
appeal to him.
So, the suspense remained.
And increased as the minutes
Major Samantha Carter
She stood in front of a
safe, where she knew that a particular alien object that Colonel O'Neill
requested was kept. She was one of a few people in the base who had the combination
for the safe. The procedure clearly stated that in order to 'borrow' the
object, she had to have permission from Hammond and it had to be done in the
presence of another officer.
The Colonel didn't want
anyone to know that he'd be using it. That was why she was standing in front of
the safe in the middle of the night, when the storage room was barren and in
complete darkness. She had a small flashlight with her, because she didn't want
to rouse suspicion by turning the light on in the room. Jonas had made sure
that the security camera would show a loop recording of an empty room for the
next 20 minutes, plenty of time. Teal'c was securing the corridor against any
unwanted witnesses. The Colonel? Well, he was in his office, pretending to work
out a plan or playing with his yo-yo, creating a perfect diversion from curious
SGC residents. They expected him to do all the work and his team-members just
to tag along. They were wrong if they thought that they could outsmart
She quickly pulled out a
pair of latex gloves and put them on, she didn't want to leave any evidence
behind. She really didn't want to do this, when she told him that the timing
was bad, it was the truth. She had a lot of work to be done, and she would
prefer a good night sleep to sneaking around the SGC steali ... -- she meant
'borrowing' an alien object.
It made her wonder though
about the things that she would do for her CO. Before she knew him, the thought
of breaking any regulation was unimaginable, but now? When she started to enter
the combination for the safe, she realised scarily that he could make her do
Teal'c was guarding the
He was making sure that no
one would pass it and therefore become a threat to Major Carter's position. The
sight of the former First Prime of Apophis was a frightening sight, especially
for the new recruits that had not gotten to know him yet.
O'Neill had expressed his
dislike of this Senator. And suffice it to say, Teal'c shared his aversion towards
the man. He would gladly help his friend in his battle against the Senator.
Beside, Senator Kinsey was supporting the NID, who he had a personal feeling of
resentment against. They had tried to use him as an experimental object on
He had no idea of what
O'Neill had in mind, but he trusted him. O'Neill had plotted the perfect plan,
he would see to it personally that it was executed with precision.
Jonas Quinn was smiling in
front of his computer.
He was glad that the Colonel
had put so much trust in him. And he had also trusted him with another
important task. But he couldn't tell anyone about it, not yet. What he could
say for now was that the Colonel wanted him to learn a new skill. The Colonel
had been very vague about his big master plan. He only ordered his team-members
to do as he wanted, never once explaining the whole picture.
Sam and Teal'c were unfazed
about the whole thing and just did what the Colonel asked them to do. They had
a blind faith when it came to the Colonel, they said that the Colonel would
tell them when the time was right. Jonas envied them, they were so comfortable
and trusting in each other.
But he didn't mind, he was
one of them now.
Maybe in time, he could be
an integral part of SG1.
The next morning, all
members of SG1 were present in Colonel Jack O'Neill's office.
The Colonel had just briefed
them about his plan. H had swept clean his office from any kind of bugs that
might have present, the security camera was left active, as it can only record
images, not sound. No harm done.
"So, what do you think?"
A very innocent question
that none of his team-mates had an answer for. Major Samantha Carter had a
disbelieving look on her face, Jonas Quinn's mouth was slightly opened,
meanwhile Teal'c raised one of his eyebrows and frowned.
"You really hate the Senator
that bad, Sir?" his second-in-command asked still with her 'I cannot believe
that we are going to do that' plus 'I should have seen it coming'
He gave her a pointed look.
"I believe he does, Major
Carter," Teal'c answered on behalf of his leader.
Jack nodded in the direction
of his Jaffa as a thank you gesture, "He deserved every single thing that I had
planned for him," he said firmly.
Jonas's mouth was still
opened. And Jack took pity on him, "Okay kids, if you got no questions, that's
all. You're dismissed."
Teal'c bowed his head and
half-dragged Jonas out of the Jack's office. Jack only hoped that the Kelownan
would recover from his shocked state; he needed him to make his plan worked. He
then turned his attention to his Major who still in his office, no doubt she
still had doubts about his plan. He knew that she had a tendency to think too
"Carter, do you want to say
She considered his offer for
a while, but she knew that there was nothing that she could do to change his
mind. She shook her head in defeat, "No, Sir." She had gone this far, might as
well go all the way. She took out the alien object that she had managed to stea
... -- she meant 'borrow' from her pocket and handed it to him.
He took it gratefully,
"Thanks Carter. I couldn't do it without your help."
She smiled at him, "You're
welcome, Sir. I'll leave you to it then." She turned around and left his
As soon as the door closed,
he stared at the object in his hand. Time to make a long distance call.
Thor blinked his big black
"Did I hear you right,
O'Neill?" he asked just to make sure.
O'Neill nodded his head,
"Yes, can you do that?"
Thor could easily granted
O'Neill's request, "Very well. I need the coordinate and the time for that."
"No problem. Thanks Thor,
hey listen. That was just the official request. I have some personal ...
assistance that I need from you as well."
Thor stared at O'Neill's holographic
form, "I would help you in any way I can." O'Neill had helped him by dealing
with the Replicator and his Goa'uld capture after all.
O'Neill smiled in
Little did the little gray
alien realised what the human was going to ask.
Somewhere on the base.
"O'Neill had started his
"Yeah, one of SF heard him
talking to Thor inside his office."
"Thor? The Asgard, Thor?"
"What did he ask Thor?"
"The SF didn't say, he said
that he couldn't hear the conversation clearly."
"O'Neill and Thor, lethal
"Kinsey is a dead man
"No doubt about that."
"Remind me to never, ever
cross the Colonel."
"Do you really need
"Hey, anyone have any idea what
*exactly* the Colonel is planning?"
"Don't ask me."
"Drawing a blank."
"So ... what now?"
"Now we wait."
"I'm not so big on waiting."
"Tell me about it."
"When was the meeting due to
be held anyway?"
"In four days time, why?"
"Man, I have a mission that
"It won't make a difference.
There is no way that O'Neill will share his fun with us."
"SG1 members are so lucky.
They get all the good times."
"Yeah, they are."
"Wait a minute, if Hammond is
going to be in DC for the meeting, that means ..."
"Colonel O'Neill has to be
here to take command of the Gate."
"Yes, that's right."
"So, there is no way that he
could do whatever it is that he wants to do to Kinsey on that day."
No one said anything as the
news sunk in.