T is for Teal'c
For the George Hammond Alphabet Soup
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T for Teal’c
When they had given him this assignment, it was a last hurrah before retiring. His family was close and he’d bought a small house to tinker around in his dotage.
Then the Gate opened from the other end and all hell broke loose.
They fixed the first problem, realized they were by no means alone in the galaxy, and things got worse. One of his men had an alien in him, the enemy was relentlessly trying to get through, and their former leader was sitting in a room being questioned.
George was uncomfortable with what Kennedy was doing to Teal’c, but to be honest, he wasn’t quite comfortable with the alien himself. There was just too much unknown about him and George needed information - any information - before he could make any decision. O’Neill’s team was quite emphatic in their support, and he agreed that there was something in helping them escape, but the absolute last thing George was going to allow was a Trojan horse.
So he watched Teal’c, knowing full well that words lied, but that it was harder to mask body movements. He watched as Teal’c’s shoulders dropped a bit whenever O’Neill walked into the room; barely perceptible, but enough to show he was comfortable around the man. He saw the guilt that floated across his face when Dr. Jackson walked by. It was just a wrinkle around the emblem in Teal’c forehead, but enough for George to realize. Teal’c’s behavior around Capt Carter was harder to read, but George remembered how he’d handed his weapon to her after stepping through the Gate. It was a leap, but George guessed that surrendering to a woman was probably not a positive thing where he came from, and yet Teal’c had done so with no provocation.
The questions posed to Teal’c were answered thoughtfully and honestly, no long pauses for story crafting, but neither to ready. And Teal’c looked him in the eye. All in all, George’s gut was saying to trust him, but he could imagine the conversation with the Chiefs. “No, really, I have a feeling that the alien general of a creature hell bent on destroying us is actually a nice guy.”
So he continued to wait and see and attempt to balance the pressure from Washington with the pressure from O’Neill and his team. Then things became even worse as Kalwasky…no, the alien in Kalwasky tried to make a break for it.
As George entered the override code, part of him kept an eye on the scene unfolding below him. Teal’c was locked in a battle to keep the...thing from escaping and the thing was convinced that Teal'c was a traitor. Then with a woosh, it was over and the remains of the Major slid to the floor. George watched as a look of sheer compassion passed over Teal’c's face, as well as regret. George turned to the young airman standing next to him and said, “Get me the President.”
He had enough information and it was time to inform the President and the Chiefs that Teal’c was now under his command.
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T for Teal’c
When they had given him this assignment, it was a last hurrah before retiring. His family was close and he’d bought a small house to tinker around in his dotage.
Then the Gate opened from the other end and all hell broke loose.
They fixed the first problem, realized they were by no means alone in the galaxy, and things got worse. One of his men had an alien in him, the enemy was relentlessly trying to get through, and their former leader was sitting in a room being questioned.
George was uncomfortable with what Kennedy was doing to Teal’c, but to be honest, he wasn’t quite comfortable with the alien himself. There was just too much unknown about him and George needed information - any information - before he could make any decision. O’Neill’s team was quite emphatic in their support, and he agreed that there was something in helping them escape, but the absolute last thing George was going to allow was a Trojan horse.
So he watched Teal’c, knowing full well that words lied, but that it was harder to mask body movements. He watched as Teal’c’s shoulders dropped a bit whenever O’Neill walked into the room; barely perceptible, but enough to show he was comfortable around the man. He saw the guilt that floated across his face when Dr. Jackson walked by. It was just a wrinkle around the emblem in Teal’c forehead, but enough for George to realize. Teal’c’s behavior around Capt Carter was harder to read, but George remembered how he’d handed his weapon to her after stepping through the Gate. It was a leap, but George guessed that surrendering to a woman was probably not a positive thing where he came from, and yet Teal’c had done so with no provocation.
The questions posed to Teal’c were answered thoughtfully and honestly, no long pauses for story crafting, but neither to ready. And Teal’c looked him in the eye. All in all, George’s gut was saying to trust him, but he could imagine the conversation with the Chiefs. “No, really, I have a feeling that the alien general of a creature hell bent on destroying us is actually a nice guy.”
So he continued to wait and see and attempt to balance the pressure from Washington with the pressure from O’Neill and his team. Then things became even worse as Kalwasky…no, the alien in Kalwasky tried to make a break for it.
As George entered the override code, part of him kept an eye on the scene unfolding below him. Teal’c was locked in a battle to keep the...thing from escaping and the thing was convinced that Teal'c was a traitor. Then with a woosh, it was over and the remains of the Major slid to the floor. George watched as a look of sheer compassion passed over Teal’c's face, as well as regret. George turned to the young airman standing next to him and said, “Get me the President.”
He had enough information and it was time to inform the President and the Chiefs that Teal’c was now under his command.