STARGATE SG-1: A Matter of Honor by A Matter of Honor (SG1–3)

Author:A Matter of Honor (SG1–3) [Retail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fandemonium Books
Published: 2020-06-24T10:52:09+00:00

Chapter eleven

The living room in Sam’s house had become the temporary headquarters for SG-1. Books were piled in cockeyed heaps, empty coffee mugs decorated every free space, and a makeshift chalkboard half obscured the window, cutting the light and making the whole room dimly reminiscent of the SGC. Even in the middle of the day the lights were on.

Daniel sat slumped in a deep chair, one leg dangling over the arm, stomach rumbling. He glanced at his watch and hoped Jack would be back with the take-out soon. To distract himself from thoughts of hot and sour soup, he buried his nose in the stack of photos he’d taken of the mosaic ceiling on Tsapan. He’d finished his translation of the documents hours ago; the Kinahhi language, as it turned out, was closely based on Goa’uld and hadn’t proved a challenge. At least for him. Sam, however, was having problems. She’d been staring at her computer screen all day, trying to make sense of the incomprehensible diagrams in front of her.

On cue, she sighed heavily. “Daniel?”

He glanced up. “Mmmm?”

“This figure,” she tapped the screen, “you’re sure it means two hundred?”

“I’m sure.” His nose was already back in the photos; she’d asked the same question four times. “Just like I was last time.”

“Sorry.”

Teal’c shifted where he sat on the floor, stood and came to peer over her shoulder. “You do not believe that this technology will be able to aid Major Boyd?”

Sam looked defeated. It wasn’t an expression Daniel had often seen on her face, and he found it oddly troubling. “Theoretically, this device could produce an anti-grav field of massive proportions. Far stronger than anything we saw on Kinahhi. I just don’t know how we’d power it. A naquadah reactor — even a naquadria reactor — wouldn’t be nearly enough.” She landed a controlled fist with a little thump on the desk. “I shouldn’t have told the colonel it was a possibility, Teal’c. I mean, a black hole! What was I thinking?”

Teal’c raised an eyebrow. “You were thinking of Major Boyd and SG-10.”

With a rueful grimace she nodded. “Maybe if I had an unlimited budget and a team of researchers…”

The rest of her words faded as Daniel found himself staring in astonishment at the photograph in his hand. He hadn’t noticed it when looking at the images on-screen, but as he studied the mosaic of the Thunder-god wielding a fist full of swirling black clouds, he was struck by a lightning bolt of his own. “Uh, Sam?” Slowly he undraped his leg from the arm of the chair and sat forward, still studying the picture.

“What is it?”

Glancing at her over the tops of his glasses, he said, “This is interesting.” He handed her the photo. “It’s the ceiling on Tsapan.”

Pushing herself away from the computer, Sam took the picture. She stared at it for a moment, but its significance eluded her. “What about it?”

“Look.” He pointed at the thunderhead. “See how it’s swirling?”

She looked more closely at the dark mass, black in the center and fading to silver-streaked blue at the edges.

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