MMHFHU
(Blair's POV)

Okay, we managed to get away, though we do have a military tag-along with us, still, going by Daniel's reaction --and by what I've seen of her so far-- that may not be that bad. In fact I suspect Major Carter’s presence here with us is a trade-off similar to the one I made when I asked Jim to follow us. The thing is that now we have a couple of hours without (too many) secrets standing in our way and without Jim and Jack driving us nuts. The truth is that back at the restaurant I wasn't sure whether to cry or laugh at their reactions.

"So, Jack's a card-carrying member of the MMHFHU too?"

"MMHFHU?" asks Daniel, sounding rather confused.

"Yes, you know, the Military Mother Hens From Hell Union," I explain.

"Oh, that one. Yes, in fact I suspect he's acting president," he says.

"Can't be, that's Jim," I point out.

"Nope, Jim's retired," he argues.

"Of course he’s retired. He retired so that he could dedicate his full time to the union," I explain.

"They are quite a pair, aren't they?" asks Daniel shaking his head.

"Yups, I just hope that they won't kill each other 'cos I've got to say that as of a couple of minutes ago the trust just wasn't there."

"So, you noticed that too, uh?”

"Kind of hard to miss, though I know they mean well."

"Yes, but it gets annoying after a while, you know? I mean, I've been basically taking care of myself since I was eight! I don't need a babysitter!" exclaims Daniel.

"Neither do I, man, but that's not the way they see it and sometimes you just have to go with the flow if you want to survive."

"I know, and I do... for the most part, but today we couldn't quite afford it," Daniel points out.

"I agree."

"So, now what?"

"Now we lose the secrets," I say, knowing it's not going to be quite that simple.

"Daniel, you can't," warns the major, looking rather worried.

"Don't worry, Sam, I know what not to say and I'm pretty sure Blair knows what not to ask. You know how at times a partial disclosure can be worse than a full disclosure... besides this is a two way street. We are both going to lose the secrets here... and I know you are curious," says Daniel, obviously knowing which buttons to push.

"Yes, but..."

"It's going to be fine, trust me,” he interrupts her. “So, Blair, why don't you tell me what you know, and then we'll go from there?"

I hesitate for a moment. Even though I knew this was precisely the reason why we were ditching both Jim and Jack that doesn't mean this is going to be easy. I know we are about to cross the point of no return here and the truth is that in spite of the fact that I'm dying to do this --in spite of the fact that I really want my brother in my life and in spite of the fact that I’m looking forward to being a part of his-- I am still all too aware that what I’m going to do now is something I've been desperately trying to avoid for most of the past decade. Even though I understand that this particular set of circumstances is one I’ve never really contemplated before, the fact remains that I am about to willingly reveal my sentinel's secrets to someone connected to the military and that brings forth some of my deepest fears.

No matter how hard I try, I just can't keep the memories of Brackett from running through my mind, I can't stop myself from thinking about the press conference and the reasons why I denounced my own work. They were valid reasons back then and they are still valid today but at the same time I realize that I don't have a choice here, not really. They already know I lied in that press conference and Major Carter has already read my dissertation. That means that my choices are extremely limited and that is not a good thing.

I try to tell myself that chances are both Daniel and Sam are used to dealing with --an accepting-- things that are far stranger than a sentinel living in Cascade, working as a detective, but not even that thought is enough to allay my fears. This is the moment of truth. Knowing that, I swallow hard and say:

"I know what you told us in that restaurant and I also know you are fighting something called the Goa'uld. I know your CO is a General Hammond, I know you have some allies known as the Asgard and I am fairly certain that the fourth member of your team is an alien named Teal'c."

"That's a lot more than you were supposed to know," says Sam, throwing a worried look Daniel's way... and somehow I suspect all hell is about to break loose here.