The Adventures of SG-1
The Fifth Member

"First Mission"

Adigeon

Harry picked up an object. It was old, metallic and there was a strange sheen to it – as if it was too reflective for the material it otherwise seemed to be made of. Before he could trace his fingers on the printed-on scripture, one of the locals rushed up to him and pulled it out of his hand.

"Don't… Touch… anything…" the man rushed out.

Jack just gave Harry a look.

They were on the planet that the inhabitants named Adigeon, in the capital city – Coruscant. When Teal'c learnt that titbit, he raised both eyebrows.

It was a culture just a few steps ahead of their own that had gone ignored by the Goa'uld due to their planet having no Naquadah, nor Trinium, and so on. Unlike many smarter-than-us cultures, this one was not monotheistic. It was almost like the Goa'uld settled transplanted humans from all walks of life – even Christianity, which hadn't really kicked off on earth until Roman times, which really got everyone thinking to how long ago the last Goa'uld 'visitation' to take slaves, was.

Harry shrugged at Jack and continued on looking around at the items, but this time without picking them up. They were in a spacious museum of artefacts, where this world kept their 'Goa'uld Relics'.

Most of them did not look gooldy.

"Sir, look at this." Sam spoke up. Harry walked to where she was, studying some cylindrical contraption, and he looked it over as Jack came at her call too.

"What is it?" Jack asked.

Sam shrugged, but was biting her lip. Harry noticed that she was vaguely amused.

Teal'c came over, and seeing the item, he picked it up and held it reverently.

Jonas came over and raised his eyebrows, as he too seemed to recognise it.

"What?" Jack asked.

"I've always wanted…" Teal'c mumbled.

The others backed off at the oddly behaving Jaffa.

He held it tightly in his grip and pressed a button.

Sam put her head in her hands, Jonas just, kept both eyebrows raised but smiled in mirth, while Harry and Jack just gawped at the device.

Teal'c smirked as he quoted, "I am a Jedi Knight!"

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Stargate Command, Briefing Room

"Let me get this straight…" Hammond began, but paused, trying to think of how to say it. "You stole a lightsaber." He finished, staring at Teal'c.

Harry came to Teal'cs defence… "Uhm, I wouldn't have said, stole…"

Jonas added, "And besides, the Curator of the museum did say he could take it…"

"Against the wishes of the Adigeon government…" Hammond countered.

Jack spoke up, "Sir, As far as I could tell, they were glad to be rid of it anyway…"

Sam also added, "And besides, it's harmless."

"Harmless?"

"Just a hologram." Sam confirmed.

"Then why would the Adigeon Government make such a fuss?"

Harry thought, as did the others at that, but he thought aloud. "Maybe they just like to complain a lot?"

"Harry?" Hammond asked with a severe frown.

Jack chuckled quietly, while Sam held a hand over her mouth, and Jonas just… well raised an eyebrow and smiled. Teal'c didn't change from holding the now deactivated lightsaber and smiling like a child at Christmas who got exactly what he wanted, oblivious to the conversation.

"Ah… nothing… sir… just a thought." Harry mumbled, embarrassed.

"I agree sir." Jack spoke up, having no reticence to expressing his thoughts. "They did tend to complain quite a bit, sir. The public complained about us being there, what we were wearing, our… politeness."

"Colonel…" Hammond began

"I was polite!" Jack defended.

"General… he was – we all were." Sam spoke. "They even complained about what we were looking at. Not directly, but we could hear perfectly well all their complaints."

Harry sighed, and added, "About the only things they didn't complain about, was the state of the toilets at the museum."

"Really?" Jack aske,d having not noticed.

"They did complain about their location, the number of them, some about the lack of toilets, some about 'all those toilets', then theres the cleanliness of the places – it was immaculate. Cleaner than anything I've seen and that's saying something."

Sam and Jack gave him a slight frown at his comment, but didn't ask him to elaborate.

"Sir, I think you should classify Adigeon as… unfriendly. I doubt any other SG-team would have been as restrained as I saw Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter visibly be…" Jonas spoke.

Hammond nodded. "Perhaps it is a good thing I assigned you instead of SG-3, then." He spoke with amusement.

Harry had learned about the SG-3 commander and his team first hand – his eyes widened at the suggestion of SG-3 plus excessively complaining people. Before he realised it, he said, "They'd have killed them all."

Jonas nodded, and the two watched in amusement as Jack and Sam grumbled about the people there.

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Stargate Command, Commissary

Harry smiled at Jonas continued telling Doctor Frasier about their mission.

"And then, Teal'c picks up this device and activates it…"

"What was it?" she asked between mouthfuls of Jell-O.

Harry and Jonas shared amused looks, and waited for her to go for a drink, before they answered, "A lightsaber."

They weren't so amused when she did a spit-take on them.

Harry felt his face warm in embarrassment, seeing everyone in the commissary stare at them. One asked, "A lightsaber, Really?"

Jonas nodded, and merely wiped his face of juice before he amusedly continued the story, this time louder so the others could hear.

Harry idly asked Janet, "How do you think they came up with the idea of a Lightsaber anyway?"

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2 Months Later; Harry's house

Harry slept fitfully. Lately he had been dreaming of a place with strange writing and really really old people building something. He couldn't understand a word of what they were saying, but when he spotted one person among them that he definitely recognised, step out of a circular object, he woke up.

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Vis Uban

That very world Harry had dreamt, well… it was different. It was old, worn, decrepit. The people were no longer there, but nomadic-like humans had moved in.

3 such people, an old man and 2 young men in their early twenties were carrying things from somewhere towards their settlement, when they saw a flash of light, and a man appear, laid on his side in the foetal position, naked and shivering.

"Who are you?"

And the familiar voice of one brilliant archaeologist spoke, "I don't know."

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