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�It�s great that you get to come with us this time,� Elizabeth said as she hopped up on the counter in the middle of Daniel�s lab. �Our only archaeologist is completely out of her depth when it comes to Ancient artefacts�I honestly don�t know how she got the slot. Your expertise is going to be� well� perfect.�
�But no pressure, right?� Daniel smirked.
Elizabeth blushed. �Sorry. I�ve just been trying so hard to keep my archaeologist from going insane while doing a lot of her work myself. It�ll be nice to not have to worry about doing the work of other departments. I might actually get my own work done from time to time.�
The rapping of knuckles on the door brought John�s head out of the SG team files that it had been suggested (read: ordered) by Jack O�Neill that John familiarize himself with the SGC protocol for offworld interaction. Just because his file said that he had a history of disobeying or disregarding orders didn�t mean he didn�t take any of them, especially from people who had earned his respect, and, from stories that he had heard from multiple sources�Sam, Elizabeth, Rodney, the Marines that had served with or under General Jack O�Neill�as well as from the conversation that they had had in the helo that day when he found out more than he had frankly been ready to know about what the USAF was doing in Colorado, John truly respected Jack O�Neill, and not in the �he is a General so I have to� way but in the �he worked his way through the ranks doing the jobs no one wanted and he is an amazing leader and soldier and about ten or fifteen years ago he was me� kind of way that doesn�t fade with time. The only thing that John could honestly say he didn�t like about Jack O�Neill was the hockey thing, though he was wise enough not to say anything�Sam had told him what Jack did to people who put down his precious hockey games.
So, orders (suggestions that were really orders) in hand, John had talked to the short Master Chief Sergeant in the Control Room, since he seemed to know everything there was to know�which, John quickly found out, was true, even to the point of a slightly alarming psychic thing that, quite frankly, creeped John out a little�and half an hour later he had had ten months worth of SG mission files, carefully boxed up in crates that were labelled with dates, times, planetary designations, and, on some, the Goa�uld that had been eliminated (the last written in bright red permanent marker with a smiley face next to it) delivered to his quarters. The rest were ready when he wanted them, if he wanted them, and he was given the extension for someone who would bring the next load up and take the first load away. He�d started with the beginning, with the first mission to Abydos, then the second mission to Abydos a year later, and was mid-way through the alternate reality mirror debacle.
And he was about two seconds from ripping his own hair out.
The SG-1 files were interesting, though he found his blood boiling whenever he came across the updated list of injuries that Sam had sustained. The other SG teams had a few interesting exploits, some discoveries that he had made note of for further exploration later, but, really, SG-1 was the team that caught his attention the most, and not just because reading the files was helping him figure out what his oldest friend had been doing for the past eight years or so.
�Come in,� John said after far too long�he had tried, unsuccessfully, to open the door with his mind, the way he could on Atlantis, delaying his response. He had also walked around in the dark for two minutes before realizing that he would have to flick the lights on himself, too, and that there was nothing he could do about the temperature in the room that, back on Atlantis, adjusted itself to his preference automatically.
The door opened slightly but no one came in. �You�re not doing anything dirty, are you? �Cause it took you a while to answer and, even though I�ve seen all you�ve got to show, I�m not overly eager to see it again,� Sam said through the crack in the door.
�Get your ass in here, Samantha,� John groaned. The door opened completely and the blonde came inside. �What�s up?�