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limmenel, because I had to do something while episodes of Eureka (absolutely awesome, by the way) were buffering.
Lennox heard them before he saw them.
“Do you know how often we’re Earthside? Once a year, and that’s if we’re lucky and nothing’s trying to destroy the universe. Don’t you have your own people to deal with this?”
“You have more experience dealing with other galaxies –”
“We live in another galaxy, Carter, and these things definitely aren’t Ancient, which means they’re none of our business, and it’s not like they went after –”
“Anyway,” the woman finished, “all our people are busy with other extraterrestrial threats. You’re –”
“On vacation!”
“Rodney,” someone else said, making soothing noises, and then the door to the holding room opened. Lennox stood up, snapping crisply to attention.
“At ease, Captain,” the third speaker said. He was wearing some kind of black BDUs Lennox had never seen before, and –
“Sheppard?” he said disbelievingly.
John Sheppard grinned. “In the flesh, Lennox.”
“And it’s Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard to you,” the first speaker snapped, tapping his foot impatiently.
“Rodney, this is Captain Will Lennox,” Sheppard said to him. “Captain, this is Dr. Rodney McKay. He’s –”
“Can’t your imbecilic government even manage to inform one department dealing with aliens that there’s another department dealing with aliens that’s been doing it with considerably more success, by which I mean, ‘not tearing apart Los Angeles’?”
“– with me,” Sheppard finished.
“What?” Lennox said.
“By that,” the pretty blonde announced, glaring at them both, “we mean that the SGC’s taking over Sector Seven from here.”
“The what?” Lennox said.
“Also, you’re with me now,” Sheppard added. “You and your team. At least for the duration of our leave.”
“What was our leave,” McKay enunciated. He turned on the woman, demanding, “Why wasn’t Area 51 informed about this? No one thought it would be a good idea to tell the SGC that giant alien space death robots were wandering around trying to hack into your computers? Or that you had one frozen in the basement? I mean, at least you figured out how to use the Stargate.”
“Someone over in Washington is on that right now, McKay,” the woman said, glaring. “Congratulations on your reassignment, Captain.”
“Ma’am?” Lennox said, a little helplessly.
“To Cheyenne Mountain,” Sheppard told him helpfully. “Welcome to Stargate Command.”
Visiting Connecticut College tomorrow. Should be interesting, hopefully!
limmenel, because I had to do something while episodes of Eureka (absolutely awesome, by the way) were buffering.Lennox heard them before he saw them.
“Do you know how often we’re Earthside? Once a year, and that’s if we’re lucky and nothing’s trying to destroy the universe. Don’t you have your own people to deal with this?”
“You have more experience dealing with other galaxies –”
“We live in another galaxy, Carter, and these things definitely aren’t Ancient, which means they’re none of our business, and it’s not like they went after –”
“Anyway,” the woman finished, “all our people are busy with other extraterrestrial threats. You’re –”
“On vacation!”
“Rodney,” someone else said, making soothing noises, and then the door to the holding room opened. Lennox stood up, snapping crisply to attention.
“At ease, Captain,” the third speaker said. He was wearing some kind of black BDUs Lennox had never seen before, and –
“Sheppard?” he said disbelievingly.
John Sheppard grinned. “In the flesh, Lennox.”
“And it’s Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard to you,” the first speaker snapped, tapping his foot impatiently.
“Rodney, this is Captain Will Lennox,” Sheppard said to him. “Captain, this is Dr. Rodney McKay. He’s –”
“Can’t your imbecilic government even manage to inform one department dealing with aliens that there’s another department dealing with aliens that’s been doing it with considerably more success, by which I mean, ‘not tearing apart Los Angeles’?”
“– with me,” Sheppard finished.
“What?” Lennox said.
“By that,” the pretty blonde announced, glaring at them both, “we mean that the SGC’s taking over Sector Seven from here.”
“The what?” Lennox said.
“Also, you’re with me now,” Sheppard added. “You and your team. At least for the duration of our leave.”
“What was our leave,” McKay enunciated. He turned on the woman, demanding, “Why wasn’t Area 51 informed about this? No one thought it would be a good idea to tell the SGC that giant alien space death robots were wandering around trying to hack into your computers? Or that you had one frozen in the basement? I mean, at least you figured out how to use the Stargate.”
“Someone over in Washington is on that right now, McKay,” the woman said, glaring. “Congratulations on your reassignment, Captain.”
“Ma’am?” Lennox said, a little helplessly.
“To Cheyenne Mountain,” Sheppard told him helpfully. “Welcome to Stargate Command.”
Visiting Connecticut College tomorrow. Should be interesting, hopefully!