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there."
    "How come?"
    "Not a clue, sir."
    His show of skepticism almost made her laugh. Or scream
in frustration, depending. The next move would be a request to
Think of something, Carter! Sam supposed she might as well get
a head start. Last time we got a batch of those... Back when he'd
been communicating in that weird variant of Latin and building
doohickeys nobody - including Major Dr. Samantha Carter - could
figure out, he'd also been playing with the dialing computer. Until
General Hammond had ordered him prised off the hardware, that
was.
    "Uh... Sir?"
    "What?'
    "You gave me an idea."

    "I did?" Fists stuffed into the pockets of his pants, Colonel
O'Neill bounced on his toes and seemed inordinately pleased with
himself.
    "Yep." Sam smiled. "A hunch, anyway. You said it yourself just
now. You inputted a whole bunch of new `gate addresses into the
dialing computer."
    "Don't remind me..." The bouncing stopped. "Besides, if it
were one of those, it still should have popped up, right?"
    "Right. But we didn't let you finish, did we? The General had
you stopped. What if you didn't get round to -"
    "Inputting this one."
    "Precisely." She turned the chair 15° east towards Teal'c. "What
are the odds of an address being neither on the Abydos Cartouche
nor in the Ancients' repository?"
    Teal'c pondered this for a few moments. "I believe they are
negligible, Major Carter. An omission from the Abydos Cartouche
may be due to a variety of reasons. However, considering that the
Ancients built the Stargate system, it is most unlikely that they
should have forgotten one of its planets."
    "Well, they did manage to lose a whole city, didn't they? Why
not a planet?" proposed the Colonel.
    "Because they didn't have the resources of the Pentagon at their
disposal, sir?" Sam asked mildly. "Besides, they didn't lose it.
They hid it."
    "You're starting to sound like me." He'd ignored her quibble
and his tone betrayed a worrying amount of satisfaction. "So what
do you suggest we do next?"
    `There's one way of finding out. Dial
    Her reply was cut short by the clatter of highly polished
regulation shoes rattling down the metal staircase at the back of
the room.
    "Anything yet, Major?"
    "In a manner of speaking, sir..." Then she gave General
Hammond the same answer she'd just given Colonel O'Neill and
Teal'c.
    "I'm sure Dr. Jackson will be intrigued to hear it," the General
said, distinctly unenthused.

    "When's he due back, sir?"
    "Sometime tomorrow night. He'll be bringing company."
    "Company?"
    "Dr. Siobhan Kelly." Hammond's gloom intensified. "She wasn't
exactly pleased when we shut her down, so she pulled some strings.
The British Secretary of Defence happens to be an Oxford graduate,
and I've just spent three quarters of an hour on the phone listening
to the Old Boys' Network in operation. The Brits' position is that,
since they're covering up for our small scale invasion of Tunisian
soil, they're due some form of return. Else 10 Downing Street will
find itself unable to keep the lid on the Stargate Program. Dr. Kelly
is to be considered a representative of the British Government and
will accompany any mission undertaken as a result of her discovery
at Kerkouane."
    Colonel O'Neill's objection got as far as "Ali!" and withered
under a baleful stare from his commanding officer.
    "Save it, Jack. It's nonnegotiable. They've got us over a barrel.
If the Tunisians had got wind of the activities of the Area 51 team,
we'd have a diplomatic nightmare on our hands."
    "You know me, sir. Always happy to welcome a new scientist
on the team. I'm getting used to the old ones, and we don't want to
open the door to complacency, do we?"

     

he's not that bad once you get to know her, Jack." It was
remarks like this that occasionally made George Hammond
wonder about the state of Dr. Jackson's amnesia or recall or the
gray zone in between. By his own account, the young man had
been close to pushing Professor