1: Dawn Of Thunder
Third Edition
Author: chaos_eternus
When Earth is threatened, the USA and the UK join forces to protect our world…with help from an old friend.
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Chapter 3
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Cardiff-Wales International Airport
Watching the plane taxi slowly to the gate, the ‘reception committee' charged their rifles, and waited. The plane stopped, and the hatch opened, diving through the hatch they noted the hostess nervously stepping to the side of the hatch, having been warned whilst the plane was still on. The soldiers rapidly moved to the back of the, their rifles pointing at the ground. All sound within the plane was cut off as the passengers eyed the soldiers and their guns, thoughts of September the 11 th filling their minds.
Jack O'Neill was not happy; the guns that were not quite pointing at him and his teammates just screamed ‘leak', and the corporal who seemed to be in charge confirmed this.
“O'Neill, Carter, Jackson , and” he quirked an eyebrow, his eyes knowing “ Murray , such a surprise to find you here” his voice indicated it was anything but a surprise “Would you be so kind as to come with us please?”
O'Neill glared at him as soldiers grabbed their hand luggage and led them off the plane.
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SGC
Hammond glanced up with an exasperated sigh from his reports as a knock came from the door, “Come In”
Steeping quickly through the door, Harriman snapped a lazy salute off before reporting,
“Sir, SG-1 has failed to check in, and we are receiving reports that their plane was met by armed soldiers of the Royal Army”
An SF rushed in before Hammond could say anything, “Sir, A foot patrol just witnessed an armed soldier getting into a car and leaving the area, she appeared to have been watching the mountain entrance”
Hammond grimaced, inwardly cursing the paperwork a potential security breech like this would cause, “any ID?”
“Just that she appeared to be wearing an SAS uniform, and it appeared that she wanted to be seen, sir.”
“Well, now we know how they knew SG-1 were coming.” Harriman muttered.
“Quite.” Hammond replied, motioning them both out before reaching for the red phone.
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RAF St. Athan
SG-1 fidgeted, restless and annoyed, the guards had escorted them to the very place they wanted to be, but strangely enough they weren't happy about it. The corporal who had met them off the plane entered the room; waving the guards out as he did so, this time he was wearing an Admirals uniform with 4 stars clearly displayed.
“Maybe I should transfer to the Royal Navy if promotions are that quick” Jack said, sarcastically.
The admiral replied, his voice even more sarcastic “Nobody promotes that quick, I was in disguise hum? You have heard of disguises right?”
It worked, Jack shut up, surprised that an apparently senior officer would be so sarcastic and condescending, just glared stonily at the admiral.
The admiral sat down in his chair, and turned to face SG-1, offering them drinks, “So let me guess, you've seen the Airheads , and want to know what's going on, hum?”
“Well if the Airheads are the great big honking spaceships you seem to have, yeah”
“Then we can start off with the lecture then hum?”
“Ah, we are aware of security…”
“Obviously not,” Thompson interrupted, tetchily “or we would not have known about the StarGate Project until you told us”
SG-1 looked at each other surprised, had he just admitted to compromising the SGC's security?
“Not the lecture I was on about though, and this one you can consider to come from the very top, it's about treatment of allies…”
Through out the lecture SG-1 kept wincing, it wasn't that he raised his voice, the Admiral was cool, calm and collected throughout, but he kept making some very harsh assessments.
“…The only reason you give Russia anything is because they have you over a barrel, we have been a loyal ally for years, first to send troops to help you against Al- Qaeda and Saddam, hell we even leant you our AWACS birds on 9/11, but we are expected to keep quiet, expected to send troops, and not have any control over our own men, or hear reports from them once they reach SGC?”
O'Neill glanced swiftly around the blatantly sanitised office, looking for some clue of the British plan. He stopped, rubbed his eyes and glanced at the closed window blinds again, he could have sworn he saw a faint ball of light pass through the blinds, entering the room, then leave again.
He glanced at his team-mates; Daniel was also staring at the blinds, a surprised expression on his face. Teal'c had raised one eyebrow in surprise, so subtly that if O'Neill didn't know Teal'c so well, he would definitely have missed it, and Carter just did a rapid double-take, alerting Thompson to the ball of light. Thompson just glanced at it, and raised his eyes to the sky in supplication, calling upon the heavens for patience before raising his voice.
Whiplash fast, Carter and Daniel's faces snapped back to watch the Admiral.