Stargate SG1 The Captives

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The Episode 1 is now here, please disregard all subsequent posts here in GW. And I have given an explanation at this site

Spoiler:

http://www.fanfiction.net/u/2114399/

[Rasunda]

Good, seems very good. But soem things do seem diferent.

[puddlejumperOZ]

Good, seems very good. But some things do seem diferent.

Thanks Rasunda, it's my take on how the SGC might be after the last two movies!

[Dr. Daedalus]

Very nice. I like it. By the way what year is it in your story?

Dr. D

[boeli]

looks good

[Major Mike David]

Wow... this is quite impressive. I really do like this stuff so far. Great work PJOZ! Keep up the great work. It's pretty different I must say, but I like different. I can tell that this is explained quite well in military terms. Not something you see to often.

[Rasunda]

Great episode!

[Rudy Pena]

this looks great.

[Rudy Pena]

nice

[Rasunda]

Great episode!

[boeli]

interesting

[puddlejumperOZ]

Spoiler:

Cam. “They’re waiting for Connolly, you can be sure of it. Ori mother ships and forty fighters at least. They could make a small jump to Earth from here to intercept the Victory the moment she is on their scanners”

Mac. “Well at least we know not all of their followers are gone or dead!”

Cam. “Yeah, but they should be. And I was just beginning to enjoy the peace and quiet I had this last year.”

Mac. “Cam, you were bored off your ass.”

Cam. “Yes I was. Sir any ideas as to our present situation. We can outrun these guys, but they’ll only track us all the way to the Victory. We can fight em’ sir, though they have a few numbers on us, we’d probably lose...eventually.”

Mac. “Mmm..yes.” The older man thinks for a moment, the 307 fighter still on a heading straight for the oncoming enemy. “Cam?, how are you with crazy?” He asks nonchalantly

Cam. “I can do crazy sir, what do you have in mind?”

Mac. “Do we have any of those decoy drones like the ones I saw on the 302's at the beta site?”

Cam. “Six of them, why sir?” He pauses. “Ah I see where you’re going with this. Sir this is crazy, crazy like General O’Neill, crazy like Sam Carter crazy, this ‘my’ kind of crazy” He exclaims.

Mac. “Okay Cam. Start transmitting a message to Victory, tell em’ of our plight. I’ll fly our bird, you got the weapons duty. On my mark, go to cloak and then we’ll give these laddie’s a wee surprise.” He assumes a Scots brogue.

Cam. “Sir, they already know we’re here. Once cloaked, they’ll still get a reading on us.”

Mac. “Yeah, I’m hoping for that.”?


9b. Back on Victory’s bridge. Connolly is facing the screen, looking at an image of Ishta on her command ship. The sun haired woman has her arms folded in consternation. She was dressed in a very dark blue uniform, a little similar to that worn by the Air Forces of Earth. Battle style jacket with epaulettes, four gold bars, signifying her rank as Captain (Equivalent to full Colonel), cargo type pants, tucked into black boots. Other crew members seen on screen were attired in much the same way, except for their respective rank insignia.

Ishta. “Welcome back Sarah, your trip to Atlantis was unexpectedly cut short I understand. The SGC contacted us and requested we escort you back to Earth, they were however...somewhat cryptic in their reasons I’m afraid.”

Connolly. “I didn’t expect that Ishta, I’m sorry. But yes we returned on a matter of the utmost urgency, we welcome your aid.”

Ishta. “I understand. It would be wise not speak of it then through the communication channels.” She pauses briefly. “A moment before you arrived, we intercepted a message from Colonel Mitchell, he was on his way to assist, though I don’t see how, as he is in a single fighter. But the message was clear, Ori ships are waiting for you in your Solar system, near the planet you call Jupiter. He is presently engaging them!”

All in Victory’s bridge look up to the monitor on hearing Ishta’s words, alarm written on their faces. Connolly turns to her XO.
“Major, how long to that vector?”

Major Chung runs a calculation through the computer. “About eight minutes at full hyper drive ma’am!”

Connolly. “Ishta, we’re going to make a jump and obviously we need your help. I realise your ships are not as fast as ours, but how far behind us do you think you might be.”

Ishta turns to speak to someone and his image appears near her, it is Jonas Quinn. “My science officer tells me if we jump at the same moment, to the same coordinates, the Victory will drag us through. It will slow you down a little only. He predicts the time to be thirteen minutes, forty seconds.”

Connolly. “Thank you Ishta, let’s pray Mitchell can hold out that long.” She then issues the command. “Engage hyper-drive lieutenant, on my mark. Have all weapon systems ready the moment we exit.” She then speaks to the entire ship. “This is the Captain. Ori ships are waiting to intercept us on our way home. They must be destroyed at all costs. Pilots to your 307's, ready for launch on our arrival at the combat zone. Lieutenant...mark!”

The Victory opens a hyper-space window, Ishta and her other two ships follow the 310 through.

9C.
SGC, O’Neill’s office. Daniel and Sam present, with Dr. MacGregor. Daniel speaking to Anne.

“So Dr. MacGregor, you’re Jacobs little sister, Sam’s Aunt.”

Anne. “Please Daniel, call me Anne and yes I am. You seem surprised.”

Daniel. “No, no.” He stammers a bit. “It’s just that well, Jacob was and Sam is rather...”

Anne smiles. “Tall? Well yes, they both inherited my father’s genes in that department. I got mum’s. Though I have to admit being somewhat tiny, has had it’s advantages over the years.”

O’Neill. “Yeah, I can vouch for that. Sam did you know that when Anne and Mac were here back in eighty-seven, your Aunt got into almost everything, from Fair grounds to Movies at kids rates. Had it’s downside though didn’t it Anne...got asked to leave at many a bar! He chuckles.

Anne shoots him a fixed stare. “Like the time you and Mac got thrown out of the officers club at Edwards...singing rather salty sea shanties. Drunk as Lords too!” She grins triumphantly.

Sam. “General O’Neill singing sea shanties, drunk? Oh that I gotta see.” She says with amusement.

O’Neill turns a rather dark glare toward Sam. “Yeah right.” He say indignantly. “That’ll never happen!”

Daniel, Anne and Sam laugh heartily.

Walter’s voice interrupts the scene from the desk coms. “General sir, can you come on down sir. It’s urgent.”

In the control room, Teal’c and Vala are already there, one of the Australian Air Force Pilots, no more than twenty three or so, seems to be heeling Vala like a puppy. Smitten to the ears. As the others enter, Daniel looks at the young fellow, then just shakes his head. Vala seems not to notice at all.

O’Neill approaches Walter’s console. “What is the urgency Walter?”

Walter turns in his seat. “Sir, three minutes ago NORAD deep space radar, sent us these images, they were tracking Col. Mitchell and Cmdre. MacGregors progress for us.”

He shows a series of colour enhanced slow motion shots of Jupiter, near to one of it’s moons there appears to four ships and lot of small dots.

Sam. “Sergeant, enhance and go to two hundred percent.” Walter does so, but the image is still somewhat hazy. Sam hits a few buttons on the keyboard. “There...I’ve decreased the colour spectrum yield and..”

O’Neill. “Yeah Carter we got that. It’s black and white now, but better.” Jack examines the slowly evolving scenes. “What’s that?” He jabs his right index finger at the screen.

Vala leans forward as does Sam. They both speak in unison. “It’s a battle!”

Walter. “NORAD confirms sir, they’re Ori ships sir!”

O’Neill. “I can see that Walter, but who are they fighting, those smaller ones are not ours and they’re not Jaffa either, they all seem to be...”

Daniel turns about to study one of the larger monitors on the wall behind them. “Jack they are chasing one of ours. See that small blue dot. That’s a cloaked 307, radar’s only picking up it’s energy signature. That’s Cam Mitchell and the Commodore MacGregor! What are they doing, why don’t they make a hyper jump?”

Sam. “Because they know those ships will follow them to the Victory, they’re buying her time.”

O’Neill. “They’re mad. That’s suicide!” Jack almost shouts. “Walter can we contact them?”

Walter. “Afraid not sir, already tried. Jupiter’s atmosphere is blocking our transmissions.”

Anne. “They’re not mad Jack. Only Will is.” The small dark haired woman frowns.

Sam. “He’s not mad Aunt, he’s angry only he doesn’t know it.”

For the first time Teal’c speaks. “Often it is controlled anger that keeps a true warrior alive.”

O’Neill. “Sam, find out Dreadnaught’s status.” At his word Sam Carter picks up a local handset.

Sam. “She’s in Earth orbit sir, on picket duty.”

O’Neill. “Good. If she makes a short hyper jump to Jupiter, how long?”

Sam. “About four minutes sir. Sir I know what you’re thinking, but we can’t risk Earth’s defence to rescue two men, no matter how much they mean to us.” She avoided looking at Anne.

O’Neill. “You see that Carter.” He pointed to the Ori ships on screen. “If they come here and get the better of Dreadnaught in our backyard, you can kiss our defence goodbye. Sure we’ve got two ZPM’s powering the Ancient chair now, and more drones as well. But don’t you think they know that. They’ll target Antarctica before we get a shot off. Better to get the better of them.” Everybody just looked at him, but they all knew he was right. “Besides Sam, Victory will be more than three times the distance away, if we’re gonna save Cam and Will, the Dread’s our only chance. SG1 is going, gear up in five minutes.” He indicated Sam, Daniel, Vala and Teal’c.

Vala. “Great, we’re a team again.” She says with excitement.

Anne. “I’m going as well Jack. If it does come to a battle, the Dreadnaught will need a surgeon. Don’t try and stop me Jack. I’ve had to read all the medical crew files on the 310's. Dreadnaught only has two orderlies on board whilst in Earth orbit.” That was that, Jack knew he could not argue his friend’s wife. God, Mac never could.

On the Dreadnaught or Dread as she was known in the fleet. SG1, Dr MacGregor and the Australian Air Force pilots had just beamed aboard. The last four were added by Jack O’Neill on learning the ship was short of 307 pilots. Colonel Dmitri Suschenko in command.

Dmitri. “Welcome aboard SG1, and ah...Dr, Captain MacGregor. And my new pilots as well.” The Russian skipper could be irritatingly cheerful sometimes. “The General’s message was brief, so I understand we little time.”

Sam. “Yes Colonel, if we could be away please.”

Dmitri turns to his XO. “Lt. Commander Hernandez, take us into hyper-space please.”

Hernandez. “Aye sir.”

The ship makes the hyper jump in the all too familiar way, but the new crew members all stare at the amazing sight unfolding before them. Even SG1 who had all seen it so many times.

Daniel. “Ah Sam, there’s something odd about this.” He turns to his old comrade

Sam. “What is it Daniel?”

Daniel. “Well, there shouldn’t be any Ori, we know that. Adria told us, then she was the last and Morgan Le Fay took care of her. And the Priors, well we know the Ark worked, so apart from some of their followers trapped on worlds they had invaded. But ships..no. There might be one or two we could have missed yeah, but four?”

Teal’c. “Yet here there are indeed four Ori ships Daniel Jackson.”

Sam. “Mmm, yes, even if there were Priors left to fly them, they’re virtually powerless now that the Ori are gone. The Priors are gone aren’t they?

Daniel. “Oh I think so...” He fumbles a bit.

Vala. “Daniel.” She says sternly.

Daniel. “Yes, yes the Ark took care of them, for sure. But what if...” He looks at Vala in a study of concentration.

Teal’c. “What are you thinking Daniel Jackson?”

Daniel. “Something Vala once said about Adria and the Ori. About sneaking one across the border. When Adria ascended, she took all that knowledge with her. How she was conceived, her blending with the Baal clone...what if they did it again before we destroyed them. If there was something like her in this galaxy, sent here before we found the Ark and Merlin’s weapon...”

Vala finished what Daniel was presuming to. “Those ships could have been built in this galaxy and there is the possibility that the Ori, or something very much like them are here.”

Sam. “Well we’re about to find out. Colonel Suschenko, do you have need of us anywhere in particular?”

Dmitri. “Da. Colonel Carter I’ve got more 307's than pilots. If you and your friends could..”

Teal’c. “We are on our way Colonel Suschenko.”

[Rudy Pena]

great work

[Rasunda]

Good work!

[puddlejumperOZ]

Good work!

Thanks Ras, more's coming, just a little editing.