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CHAPTER 7


 Carter grabbed for her sidearm till she saw who it was coming in the back door. The van they were using looked much like a standard delivery vehicle, complete with the logo for snack cakes but, it was most definitely not that once you saw the inside. It was packed with electronic devices. It had everything a surveillance team needed, minus what Daniel had went to get. He sat the box of doughnuts down just after closing the door.


 Doctor Frazier pointed out, “those things are bad for you, got any chocolate covered?”


 Sitting down in the little swivel chair, Daniel opened the box, “of course. What’s a stake out without sticky sugar coated keyboards, I figure.” Daniel got right back to business, “so anything new?”


 Carter was busy clicking away at the keyboard, “I just got the file back on these FBI agents up in the administration building.”


 Janet Frazier was uneasy about all of this, “I still think we just need to go right up there and talk to them. They’re trying to find Cassie after all.”


 “Janet we can’t,” Carter said putting down her headphones.  “This guy Mulder is like an alien nut. He works on this thing called the X Files. He does nothing but investigate paranormal like stuff.”


 That perked Daniel’s interest, “and is he anywhere near accurate?”


 “I don’t know,” Carter replied as she swiveled around to face her two comrades, “but why would the FBI send him to investigate this?”


 That led Daniel to thinking and he arrived at the conclusion as quickly as Sam had, “because whoever assigned him knew that Cassie was an alien. NID maybe?”


 Janet shrunk in her seat, “oh my god. That means…”


 Sam quickly reassured the doctor, “don’t sweat it Janet. We don’t know anything for sure yet.”


 Before Janet could break down any further, Daniel thought it might be wise to change the subject, “phone records?”


 Carter shrugged, “nothing out of the ordinary. Mainly calls to Janet’s house back in Colorado.”


 Daniel played with his glasses, “well that doesn’t get us very far. Particularly if we’re talking about the NID.”


 Carter shrugged, “I’m not so sure Daniel.”


 Now Janet perked up, “what are you talking about?”


 Carter pointed to the computer screen where she had the FBI reports in a window to the side, “all the witnesses say that the abductor drove a black pick up truck. Since when does the NID drive around in a pick up? I mean if you were going to snatch somebody wouldn’t you have a van? It would make more sense?”


 Daniel thought that one over and shrugged, “well I always thought they were a little bit more upscale. You know maybe an SUV or H2?”


 That caused Janet to snap her fingers as she quickly agreed, “right Federal Government! Wastes more money on gas!” 


 Daniel nodded in agreement and then continued, “which reminds me. Why don’t we take something like that through the Stargate with us? I mean it would sure beat having to walk everywhere we go if you get my drift.”


 Already having ignored the tangent conversations going on, Sam was busy looking at the phone records again.  “You know all these area codes are Colorado Springs.  Maybe that’s why I didn’t notice this one before. Janet do you recognize this number?”


 After a quick peek, “no. What is it?”


 The radio cracked to life before Carter could answer. She reached over to where it was laying and answered, “go ahead sir.”
 


On the other side of the campus Jack took a look at his objective. He gritted his teeth and looked to Teal’c who merely nodded that he was prepared. Jack grunted into the small mic on his jacket, “we’re going in.  Keep tabs on our two friends.”


 “Roger that sir,” came Sam's quick reply.
 


With some hesitation Jack walked to the glass doors. He took a deep breath and walked inside the lobby of the building. Teal’c stood quietly behind him as he stopped at the front desk and addressed the frog faced woman sitting at it. She was all sneer as she growled, “what do you want?”


 “Yes,” Jack put his hands behind him and hesitated for a moment, “what do I want?”


 “I know what I said,” the woman shot back.


 “Ok,” Jack broke down into a more easy stance, “simple truth of it is I’m from the Air Force and I’m here to investigate a disapearance. Don’t ask me why the Air Force cares because I couldn’t tell you anyway. Me and my buddy here just need to look around Cassandra Frazier’s room for like clues, or something.” The woman sat their silently looking at Jack, obviously unimpressed. He went on, “I mean give me a break we’re the Air Force and how often does a federal agency actually have a clue about what they’re doing? So can you like cut me a break here or something?” She sat silently still looking at him with the same bulldog face. Jack raised a finger, “would it help to mention that this is a national security issue?”


 The woman reached down and grabbed the phone on her desk, “security!”


 Jack looked back to Teal’c, “ok you give it your best shot T man.”
 


Teal’c stepped up to the desk and forcefully insisted, “put down the phone woman, kree.”


 She went on, “I got two perv’s and…”


 She had know idea what the strange looking device was in the large man’s hand. It uncoiled with an indescrible sound and the woman was on the floor covered with blue streaks of energy before she even had time to wonder what it might do. Jack slapped his partner on the arm, “you said you were going to convince her to let us go up?”


 As he slid the Zatniketel back into his coat Teal’c responded stoically, “and so I have.”


Jack then asked in scorn, “you don’t give this kind of advice on your radio show do you?”


 “On Chulac,” Teal’c philosiphised, “we seek the most expedient means in dealing with problems O’Neill. We find it quite effective.”


 Jack grabbed the woman by her feet and began pulling her towards the broom closet, “you don’t have to many problems with dorm mom’s there do you?”


 Teal’c opened the closet door for Jack and nodded with a smile, “no we do not. So as you can see our methods indeed work.”


 Jack caught his breath as he closed the door. He played with his ball cap for a second and then ordered, “just don’t shoot any co-ed’s when we get up there, please?” 


 Teal’c nodded with a slight bow.

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