Birds of a Feather
(Jim's POV)

Author: Clea Saal
Fandom: The Sentinel / Stargate: SG-1
Rating: 13+
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Buffy, the Vampire Slayer


The Sentinel

Stargate: SG-1
Crossover series

Birds of a Feather

In the Genes

A Watcher's Son


(Jim's POV)

As we make our way out of Simon's office I can tell that our 'guests' are more than a little on edge, not that that is particularly surprising. If these people work on deep space telemetry then Sandburg's dissertation really was a fraud. Oh, they are doing a good job at keeping a calm outward appearance, there's no denying that, but they are not fooling me... especially not Colonel O'Neill. All his training is rebelling against this waiting without knowing the facts. He is a soldier and he needs to know what he is up against... and right now he doesn't. From the way his body is reacting I'd wager he thinks of this as enemy territory and I can't help but wonder what it is that we've stumbled into.

These three are hiding something that is big enough for them to have actually come here in response to Sandburg's inquiries and that is not a good sign. I know why Sandburg was looking into Jackson's background but they've obviously put two and two together and come up with five... and for one reason or another they clearly see us as a threat.

The thing is that I don't even need my senses to figure out why they are here: they are here to throw us off the trail they fear we may have picked up. If it weren't for the number of things that can go seriously wrong here it would probably be funny... the problem is that those things can go seriously wrong, our lives are at stake and I have more questions than answers concerning my companions. Unfortunately for the time being those questions are going to have to wait.

Unlike them I know what's going on, I know why Sandburg went snooping into Jackson's past and I know my own curiosity will have to take a back seat... at least until we can get the basics sorted out here. I know the next few minutes are bound to be difficult for Blair. Even though he has tried his best to keep his hopes from getting too high the fact is that he has been looking forward to this moment for a while... of course, this is far from the scenario we had in mind when we talked about the possibility of Blair contacting his brother. This is a live grenade and we both know it.

After a little less than half an hour I hear Sandburg reentering the building and I herd our 'guests' back toward Major Crimes, hoping to get this over with as soon as we can. All I can think of is that one way or another, it will be over soon, that in a matter of minutes Blair will finally have his answer.

As soon as my partner walks back into the bullpen I gesture for him to go to Simon's office. I know our captain won't be happy at the thought of us taking it over but right now I really don't care. I'd rather we not do this in the break room where we would be too likely to be interrupted... and I'm sure once he learns what's going on Simon at least will understand.

I can see that Blair is incredibly nervous, his heart is going a mile a minute and he certainly doesn't need the added stress. Ideally we should have taken this whole thing home but, Sandburg's cracks about PMS notwithstanding, the fact is that there was no way we were going to get these people to follow us anywhere without an explanation. The PD is safe, it is a public place, there are plenty of witnesses and they know we won't risk anything here, going back to the loft was never an option for them... and considering that they don't know what we know and that we don't know what they do, it wasn't really an option for us either.

"You've got it, Chief?" I ask Blair as soon as I close the door behind him.

He just nods and I know that is not a good sign... a non-verbal Sandburg never is.

"Would you mind filling us in on just what it is?" asks O'Neill who is just about out of patience.

"A letter," I growl, not liking the tone he is taking with my guide.

"Care to explain that one?"

"About ten days ago I got a letter from my mom, that's what this is about," says Blair.

"And you expect us to believe that? You want us to believe that this is all about something your mommy told you?" insist the Colonel, not quite trusting my partner's words.

"I just... I didn't know what to do."

"And that explains you running a background check on Daniel how?"


Seeing that he is not sure of how to handle this and that there's just no way O'Neill is backing down any time soon I gesture for Blair to give the letter over to Jackson, hoping that once he knows what this is all about we'll be able to move past this and maybe he'll be able to calm his friend down. I understand the Colonel's hostility but I know there's no way Sandburg can blurt out the truth, not in front of so many people... of so many strangers. I really wish there were another way for us to do this but right now we are pretty much out of choices.

At first I can see that Jackson is not entirely sure of what to do with the papers Sandburg just handed him, which is not particularly surprising seeing how he doesn't have a clue as to what he is going to find in them, just like Blair was caught totally off-guard by Naomi's letter. After a few seconds however, his whole demeanor changes and before I know it he is staring at my partner like he doesn't know what to make out of any of it.

"Is this for real?" he whispers and Sandburg just nods in reply.

Seeing the scene unfolding in front of him O'Neill just takes the letter from Jackson's hand without even bothering to ask for his permission and starts reading it himself before handing it over to Major Carter. If the situation weren't so serious the way in which their eyes are going from one brother to the other, taking in the differences and the similarities between the two of them would almost certainly be funny. The good news is that at least now we are all on the same page and that means that maybe we can give Sandburg and Jackson a bit of privacy to talk things through... not that we'll be going far, just to the break room where I can still keep an ear out for my partner.

I still don't know what Jackson is going to do about any of this and if it were just the three of us I wouldn't be going anywhere but right now his friends are crowding Blair and I really need to get them out of here.

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