Note from the Author: Timing sort of matters to this story. This takes place right after season 8. In a way I guess it's my way of opening season 9...which I have not seen.
Like Father, Like Son
General O'Neill looked up from the paperwork on his desk. Carter was standing in the door way. Jack waited a moment, but Sam didn't enter his office. He groaned and put his forehead down on the desk. Sam looked around uncomfortably before stepping into the room and closing the door behind her.
"We...we searched the house." Sam said slowly. "It's worse than we thought."
"How is that possible?" Jack grumbled as he looked up at Sam with a murderous glare.
"I think you need to come and see for yourself."
"Do I have to?"
Sam gave Jack a 'yes-you-have-to' look. Jack muttered something under his breath and got up from his chair as if every joint in his body hurt. Under different circumstances Sam would have smiled at his melodrama, but today her expression remained serious.
They kept an uncomfortably silence on the way down in the elevator. When they got off Sam lead the way to one of the lesser used labs. Outside of the door stood six heavily armed guards. Jack furrowed his brow at the sight. He turned to Carter and took a breath to ask about them.
"Yes, Sir," Sam replied before Jack asked "they are absolutely necessary."
Sam took out her card key and unlocked the heavy metal door. She opened the door and stood to the side to allow Jack to see inside. He gave her a wary look and peeked into the room.
"Holy sh..." Jack gasped and slammed the door shut.
"Carter! Is that what I think it is?"
"I'm afraid so."
"I want a dozen more men down here now." Jack growled to the nearest guard. "With claymores, lots of them...and some C-4 for good measure."
"Sir, that might not work..."
"I'd use a Naquadah bomb if I didn't think it would kill us all."
"That might not even be enough."
"They're stronger than what we've dealt with before...although they haven't tried to hurt anyone yet. We might be over react..."
"Carter!" Jack interrupted. "There is no possible way to over react, that's a replicator!"
"Five of them actually."
"Even better. I thought they were supposed to be gone, dead, toast, no longer a problem!"
"I thought so too. These ones are different, like I said they haven't attacked anyone, they haven't tried to replicate, and they seem to be fully under human control."
"I don't care, destroy them."
"Like I said before, Sir, I don't think we can." Carter replied sadly.
Jack closed his eyes and slowly banged his head against the steel door. Sam put her hand on his shoulder.
"Human control?" Jack asked in a defeated tone.
"Where is he?"
"In containment cell 8." Sam replied.
"We caught him?"
"He came peacefully."
Without further comment Jack stormed back towards the elevator. Sam let him go without following. Jack was relieved to have the elevator to himself, it gave him a chance to get in some quality swearing.
Standing outside the door of containment 8 were six more guards and Teal'c. The Jaffa looked like a statue. He held his staff weapon casually, but Jack knew he'd have it ready to fire in seconds if he had to.
Teal'c bowed his head respectfully to Jack and stepped aside from the door. Jack flashed him a tight lipped smile. After a deep breath Jack unlocked the door and stepped inside. Their prisoner was sitting on the cot casually with his back leaning against the wall. He looked up at Jack and smiled brightly.