Title: SNAFU
Author: Lady Yueh
Fandoms: Stargate SG-1, Doctor Who
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not my property and no infringement is intended.
Character(s): Col. Jack O'Neill, Teal'c, Ten, Rose.
Author's Notes: Meh. For darkjediprinces's prompt.
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The TARDIS was enveloped in a field that encouraged any viewers to ignore any odd happenings and continue on their normal and average routines. It was why people could be feet away from the spot where the TARDIS materialized and not acknowledge that anything out of the ordinary had occurred.

For once, that particular feature was subverted. After all, when one's normal and average routine consisted of looking for the abnormal then perceptions became a bit muddled.

As soon as one of the security technicians caught sight of the intrusion she set off the alarm that sent special forces into action with one Col. Jack O'Neill leading the pack.

The sight of the blue container which read "Public Police Call Box" greeted them.

The doors swung inwards and the occupant emerged to be confronted with a rather daunting array of weaponry.

"Ah," the tall, bean-pole of a man breathed with surprise. "Hello!" he greeted cheerily.

"Are the British invading?" someone in the crowd muttered.

"Nope! No invasions. At least, I hope not. But you can never really know can you? Blimey! Col. O'Neill! How've you been?"

"Col. O'Neill, do you know this man?" Teal'c inquired.

"And Teal'c! You look good!"

"Doctor!" At that moment a blonde woman exited the blue box.

"Col. O'Neill?" She questioned with surprised recognition. "Doesn't much look like Laltisk, Doctor. For one, there are Americans," she needled the Doctor. "Americans with guns," she added.

"Rose?" Col. O'Neill looked confused as he recognized her. "What are you doing here? How did you get here? And who's this guy?"

Rose shrugged. "Ask him," she motioned to her companion. "Says he's taking me to Laltisk and we end up here! He's The Doctor, by the way."

"Oi! Not my fault! We were pulled off course!"

Col. O'Neill could feel the start of a headache.

The klaxons started blaring.

It was going to be one of those days.

"OFF-WORLD ACTIVATION!"

Definitely.