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First thing McGee noticed was that his eyes were closed. The second thing was the disembodied voices that seemed to be floating around him. Deciding that it was a good idea to open his eyes wasn't his wisest decision or so he thought when a flash of bright light blinded him and a stab of pain went through his head. Groaning, he reached up and gently touched his forehead. "What happened?" He licked his dry lips.
"I imagine that the last couple of days finally caught up with you." Daniel told him. "How are you feeling?"
McGee blinked as he realized where he was. He groaned again, this time in embarrassment. Tony would have a field day if he ever found out this. "Where's General O'Neill?" Hadn't he just heard him talking to Daniel like two seconds ago?
Daniel sat back in his chair once Tim started to regain some of his color. "Something came up at the Pentagon so he had to leave. I guess that means I get to pick up where he left off." He paused."When you feel up to it, of course." He wasn't going to push things when his foster brother still looked a little pale and shaky.
Taking a deep breath, McGee ran his hand through his hair. "I'm ready." He steeled himself. "Are you going to tell me that Big Foot is real?" In his mind, it was a logical question to ask.
Snorting, Daniel shook his head. "As far as I know, Big Foot does not exist." Pushing himself out of the chair, he stood and walked over to the mantle. "Whatever Jack told you is true."
McGee stood and joined Daniel. "How?"
Daniel tilted his head to the side as he pointed to one of the pictures that didn't include Jack. "Do you know where that picture was taken?" He asked, ignoring his previous question for the moment.
Taking a moment, McGee studied the picture. Nothing looked out of the ordinary except for the fact that Daniel was in uniform, smiling, and resting his arms on a weapon that the others also carried. It looked to be a machine gun of sorts. Behind them were trees, lots of trees. Squinting, he focused on the sky, startled, he looked at Daniel. "Two moons?!" He asked in disbelief.
"There was three actually, the first had just set right before that picture was snapped." Daniel smiled at the memory. "This was taken on a planet we call PRJ-774. The inhabitants call it Rygiles. But we never refer to a planet by what the locals call it. That'd be too easy."
McGee opened his mouth but nothing came out. All he could do was stare at his foster brother and realize that he had no idea who he really was. Gone was the little boy that he had grown up with. In his place was a complete stranger.
Daniel felt sorry for Tim, it was a lot to take in. But it needed to be said before they could
progress in the investigation in Timothy McGee Sr's death. "Earth had at least two Stargates at
one time. For centuries, they lay buried, rendering them inoperative. The primary Gate was found
by archaeologist Professor Langford on a dig in Giza, Egypt, in 1928. Another, in Antarctica, was
inadvertently discovered by Sam and Jack. We, as in the SGC, which stands for Stargate
Command, thought the Giza Gate was destroyed during a mission so we replaced it with the Gate
found in Antarctica. The Giza Gate, however, was found underwater by the Russians when they
salvaged the remains of a crashed ship. Later we were forced to blow up the second Gate,
needless to say we ended up leasing the Russians' Stargate, our original Gate." He paused to let
that much sink in before continuing. "The SGC's Gate was the subject of many years of fruitless
study. Despite years of research, nobody was able to figure out how to work it, though we later
found out that it was opened in 1945 but the experiment could not be repeated, thus stranding the
man they sent through on some unknown planet. Professor Langford's daughter, Catherine
Langford, an expert in Egyptology herself and for many years the leader of the research team
studying the Stargate, contacted me and offered me a job translating artifacts related to the
Stargate. I had just been laughed out of Academia and had nowhere else to go so I accepted her
offer. I later figured out that constellations was the key to understanding how it worked. I
deduced that the seven symbols on the Gate comprised an address with six coordinates and the
point of origin. With all seven symbols you could dial the Gate. At first we thought it was a
gateway between Earth and a planet called Abydos but after spending a year on the planet, I
discovered it could go to millions of different worlds. So for the past ten and a half years I have
been exploring alien worlds with my team, SG-1."
Stumbling over to his chair, he flopped down. McGee's head was reeling. Could all of this
/actually /be true? Aliens? Other worlds? Stargates? And all of this was possible because of mild
mannered Daniel Jackson? The boy who always got beat up and bullied because he was smaller
than the others kids? Brighter than the other kids? "Are you serious?"
"I am." Daniel assured him. Moving away from the mantle, he reached down onto Jack's desk and picked up a folder. Turning around, he handed it to Tim along with a pen. "I need you to read and sign that."
McGee took the folder and flipped it open. "What is this?"
Daniel sat back down in the chair beside him. "Non-disclosure agreement. It's nothing to worry about. We've all had to sign one at one time or another." He shrugged. "It basically says that you won't tell anyone about the Stargate and if you do....you'll be charged with committing treason."
"And all of this has to do with Dad?" McGee asked as he hesitated.
"It does. The NID or National Intelligence Division was originally created to provide civilian
oversight of the Stargate program, the SGC and its personnel. It /was /a legitimate organization in
the beginning. It's main goal was to defend Earth and in doing so certain NID members began to
employ extreme measures that placed them in conflict with the SGC and eventually led to the
reorganization of the agency. The NID and the SGC had major disagreements on the methods
used to acquire the technology needed to defend the planet. This led to the formation of a rogue
group within the NID, called the Trust, whose goal was to acquire alien technology by any means
necessary, employing tactics the SGC considered unethical. While the SGC desired technology,
we valued the alliances we made with other races more; a method that proved too slow for the
NID but eventually proved far more profitable. The newly reformed NID is currently run by Agent Malcolm Barrett, he's a friend." Daniel explained.
McGee looked down at folder again then quickly signed his name before he talked himself out of it. "Okay, what do we do now?" He asked as he handed the folder back to Daniel.
Daniel took the folder and laid it back on Jack's desk. "Now we get to work." With a sly grin he touched his ear where an ear bud had been placed before Jack beamed to the Pentagon. "Odyssey, this is Daniel, think you could give us a lift to the SGC?" He lowered his hand when he got his answer. "Standing is preferable." He warned Tim as he stood and waited for the familiar Asgard transport beam to engulf them.
Blinking, McGee pushed himself to his feet just in time to be engulfed in a bright light, the same bright light from earlier. Closing his eyes, he prayed that whatever was going on would be over soon.
"Jackson! About time!" Cameron Mitchell uncrossed his arms and stretched, he had been waiting for his friend for what seemed like hours. Well, half an hour. "Who's your friend and what the sam hill is wrong with him?"
"Tim, you can open your eyes now." Daniel couldn't help but feel amused. His foster brother looked like he had swallowed something very sour and retched tasting. His face was scrunched up like he was trying to swallow it. "This is Agent Timothy McGee, NCIS. He's who we're helping."
"What just happened?" McGee asked as he opened one eye then the other. Finally he left his face relax. "Oh, hello." He then noticed that they weren't alone nor were they in the General's house anymore.
Cameron grinned. "NCIS Agent, huh? Don't get many of them around here." He chuckled. "The General wants a report on the situation. All General O'Neill said was that you'd explain everything once you arrived."
Daniel shook his head. "That's Jack for yeah. Come on, Tim. You can get a tour of the place on the way to the briefing room."
McGee refused to move. "Where are we?!" He was trying not to hyperventilate.
"Whoa, calm down there." Cameron held up his hands in surrender. "You're currently under Cheyenne mountain. Odyssey gave you a lift, neat huh?"
"I'll explain on the way, Tim." Daniel assured. "Sooner we get the briefing out of the way the sooner we can get to work on finding out what really happened with you add."
Taking a deep breath, McGee nodded. "Alright." Shakily, he followed after the other two men. They weaved their way through endless corridors, passing men and woman in along the way. He noted how both men greeted and were greeted by the passerbys. "This is an Air Force base." He said, aloud.
Cameron chuckled. "For being a friend of yours, Jackson, he sure is slow on the uptake, isn't he?"
Daniel rolled his eyes. "He's just confused, Cameron, give him time to adjust before expecting him to function properly. "And yes, this is an Air Force Base."
"Better known as Stargate Command!" Cameron said with a flourish, arms waving and all."You're one lucky SOB, Agent McGee. Not many outsiders get a glimpse of our world, isn't that right, Jackson?"
"Just ignore him, Tim. He's obviously been raiding my chocolate stash while I've been gone."Daniel glared at the overly excited Colonel.
Cameron shrugged. "Vala told me where it was, so it's her fault." He said in his defense. "That girl can sniff out chocolate through a solid steel bulk head."
The conversation ended as they entered the briefing room. Both men sat in their usual spots; Cameron beside Teal'c and Daniel beside Vala. Daniel then motioned for Tim to take a seat on the other side of Cameron, wanting to save him from Vala's advances. Once all was seated, they turned towards the General at the head of the table. Then Daniel began his explanation as to why Tim was there.
"I imagine that the last couple of days finally caught up with you." Daniel told him. "How are you feeling?"
McGee blinked as he realized where he was. He groaned again, this time in embarrassment. Tony would have a field day if he ever found out this. "Where's General O'Neill?" Hadn't he just heard him talking to Daniel like two seconds ago?
Daniel sat back in his chair once Tim started to regain some of his color. "Something came up at the Pentagon so he had to leave. I guess that means I get to pick up where he left off." He paused."When you feel up to it, of course." He wasn't going to push things when his foster brother still looked a little pale and shaky.
Taking a deep breath, McGee ran his hand through his hair. "I'm ready." He steeled himself. "Are you going to tell me that Big Foot is real?" In his mind, it was a logical question to ask.
Snorting, Daniel shook his head. "As far as I know, Big Foot does not exist." Pushing himself out of the chair, he stood and walked over to the mantle. "Whatever Jack told you is true."
McGee stood and joined Daniel. "How?"
Daniel tilted his head to the side as he pointed to one of the pictures that didn't include Jack. "Do you know where that picture was taken?" He asked, ignoring his previous question for the moment.
Taking a moment, McGee studied the picture. Nothing looked out of the ordinary except for the fact that Daniel was in uniform, smiling, and resting his arms on a weapon that the others also carried. It looked to be a machine gun of sorts. Behind them were trees, lots of trees. Squinting, he focused on the sky, startled, he looked at Daniel. "Two moons?!" He asked in disbelief.
"There was three actually, the first had just set right before that picture was snapped." Daniel smiled at the memory. "This was taken on a planet we call PRJ-774. The inhabitants call it Rygiles. But we never refer to a planet by what the locals call it. That'd be too easy."
McGee opened his mouth but nothing came out. All he could do was stare at his foster brother and realize that he had no idea who he really was. Gone was the little boy that he had grown up with. In his place was a complete stranger.
Daniel felt sorry for Tim, it was a lot to take in. But it needed to be said before they could
progress in the investigation in Timothy McGee Sr's death. "Earth had at least two Stargates at
one time. For centuries, they lay buried, rendering them inoperative. The primary Gate was found
by archaeologist Professor Langford on a dig in Giza, Egypt, in 1928. Another, in Antarctica, was
inadvertently discovered by Sam and Jack. We, as in the SGC, which stands for Stargate
Command, thought the Giza Gate was destroyed during a mission so we replaced it with the Gate
found in Antarctica. The Giza Gate, however, was found underwater by the Russians when they
salvaged the remains of a crashed ship. Later we were forced to blow up the second Gate,
needless to say we ended up leasing the Russians' Stargate, our original Gate." He paused to let
that much sink in before continuing. "The SGC's Gate was the subject of many years of fruitless
study. Despite years of research, nobody was able to figure out how to work it, though we later
found out that it was opened in 1945 but the experiment could not be repeated, thus stranding the
man they sent through on some unknown planet. Professor Langford's daughter, Catherine
Langford, an expert in Egyptology herself and for many years the leader of the research team
studying the Stargate, contacted me and offered me a job translating artifacts related to the
Stargate. I had just been laughed out of Academia and had nowhere else to go so I accepted her
offer. I later figured out that constellations was the key to understanding how it worked. I
deduced that the seven symbols on the Gate comprised an address with six coordinates and the
point of origin. With all seven symbols you could dial the Gate. At first we thought it was a
gateway between Earth and a planet called Abydos but after spending a year on the planet, I
discovered it could go to millions of different worlds. So for the past ten and a half years I have
been exploring alien worlds with my team, SG-1."
Stumbling over to his chair, he flopped down. McGee's head was reeling. Could all of this
/actually /be true? Aliens? Other worlds? Stargates? And all of this was possible because of mild
mannered Daniel Jackson? The boy who always got beat up and bullied because he was smaller
than the others kids? Brighter than the other kids? "Are you serious?"
"I am." Daniel assured him. Moving away from the mantle, he reached down onto Jack's desk and picked up a folder. Turning around, he handed it to Tim along with a pen. "I need you to read and sign that."
McGee took the folder and flipped it open. "What is this?"
Daniel sat back down in the chair beside him. "Non-disclosure agreement. It's nothing to worry about. We've all had to sign one at one time or another." He shrugged. "It basically says that you won't tell anyone about the Stargate and if you do....you'll be charged with committing treason."
"And all of this has to do with Dad?" McGee asked as he hesitated.
"It does. The NID or National Intelligence Division was originally created to provide civilian
oversight of the Stargate program, the SGC and its personnel. It /was /a legitimate organization in
the beginning. It's main goal was to defend Earth and in doing so certain NID members began to
employ extreme measures that placed them in conflict with the SGC and eventually led to the
reorganization of the agency. The NID and the SGC had major disagreements on the methods
used to acquire the technology needed to defend the planet. This led to the formation of a rogue
group within the NID, called the Trust, whose goal was to acquire alien technology by any means
necessary, employing tactics the SGC considered unethical. While the SGC desired technology,
we valued the alliances we made with other races more; a method that proved too slow for the
NID but eventually proved far more profitable. The newly reformed NID is currently run by Agent Malcolm Barrett, he's a friend." Daniel explained.
McGee looked down at folder again then quickly signed his name before he talked himself out of it. "Okay, what do we do now?" He asked as he handed the folder back to Daniel.
Daniel took the folder and laid it back on Jack's desk. "Now we get to work." With a sly grin he touched his ear where an ear bud had been placed before Jack beamed to the Pentagon. "Odyssey, this is Daniel, think you could give us a lift to the SGC?" He lowered his hand when he got his answer. "Standing is preferable." He warned Tim as he stood and waited for the familiar Asgard transport beam to engulf them.
Blinking, McGee pushed himself to his feet just in time to be engulfed in a bright light, the same bright light from earlier. Closing his eyes, he prayed that whatever was going on would be over soon.
"Jackson! About time!" Cameron Mitchell uncrossed his arms and stretched, he had been waiting for his friend for what seemed like hours. Well, half an hour. "Who's your friend and what the sam hill is wrong with him?"
"Tim, you can open your eyes now." Daniel couldn't help but feel amused. His foster brother looked like he had swallowed something very sour and retched tasting. His face was scrunched up like he was trying to swallow it. "This is Agent Timothy McGee, NCIS. He's who we're helping."
"What just happened?" McGee asked as he opened one eye then the other. Finally he left his face relax. "Oh, hello." He then noticed that they weren't alone nor were they in the General's house anymore.
Cameron grinned. "NCIS Agent, huh? Don't get many of them around here." He chuckled. "The General wants a report on the situation. All General O'Neill said was that you'd explain everything once you arrived."
Daniel shook his head. "That's Jack for yeah. Come on, Tim. You can get a tour of the place on the way to the briefing room."
McGee refused to move. "Where are we?!" He was trying not to hyperventilate.
"Whoa, calm down there." Cameron held up his hands in surrender. "You're currently under Cheyenne mountain. Odyssey gave you a lift, neat huh?"
"I'll explain on the way, Tim." Daniel assured. "Sooner we get the briefing out of the way the sooner we can get to work on finding out what really happened with you add."
Taking a deep breath, McGee nodded. "Alright." Shakily, he followed after the other two men. They weaved their way through endless corridors, passing men and woman in along the way. He noted how both men greeted and were greeted by the passerbys. "This is an Air Force base." He said, aloud.
Cameron chuckled. "For being a friend of yours, Jackson, he sure is slow on the uptake, isn't he?"
Daniel rolled his eyes. "He's just confused, Cameron, give him time to adjust before expecting him to function properly. "And yes, this is an Air Force Base."
"Better known as Stargate Command!" Cameron said with a flourish, arms waving and all."You're one lucky SOB, Agent McGee. Not many outsiders get a glimpse of our world, isn't that right, Jackson?"
"Just ignore him, Tim. He's obviously been raiding my chocolate stash while I've been gone."Daniel glared at the overly excited Colonel.
Cameron shrugged. "Vala told me where it was, so it's her fault." He said in his defense. "That girl can sniff out chocolate through a solid steel bulk head."
The conversation ended as they entered the briefing room. Both men sat in their usual spots; Cameron beside Teal'c and Daniel beside Vala. Daniel then motioned for Tim to take a seat on the other side of Cameron, wanting to save him from Vala's advances. Once all was seated, they turned towards the General at the head of the table. Then Daniel began his explanation as to why Tim was there.
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