DANIEL* & CARTER*, NEW HOME-WORLD

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Life without the M.A.L.P.s and U.A.V.s made analysis and reconnaissance that much more difficult. Harlan had provided some unused antique probes and although they were adequately gauged for each of the strat, trop and bio spheres, they tended to have limited quantifying capabilities.

Without the use of friendly F.R.E.D. they found it quite a hindrance to carry a generator with all its coils and leads as part of their equipment set but Colonel O'Neill* insisted. There was no visual feedback from the probes they had deployed and there was no way the Colonel* was going to allow them to take it for granted that there would be a D.H.D. on the other side of the Horizon.

Carter* had in mind to introduce her latest motormachine to the rough uncut terrain of this hitherto unseen planet. Without the ascertaining sophistications of a U.A.V., exploring on foot was going to be an exceptionally time consuming option.

"I was thinking of bring my bike through, we'd be able to cover a lot more ground, what do you think?"

"A hovercraft, that would be great"

"No. My bike."

"A bumpy ride Sam*?"

"From the looks of it, very."

"Nooo, I don't think so. We can give it a try if you like, but lets get more positive readings first. Just to make sure its worth it."

Two moons on their way home and a bearably warm sun in the throws of yawning and stretching out over the most luscious, plushcious green hillsides and valleys. They'd seen small lakes. They'd seen the ghost of a misty dew over shadowing little waterfalls. This place was looking good. Very very good.

And Daniel* was right, the readings were very positive. As yet there was no evidence of native life. They would have to dig deeper into that. But if the lunar and solar systems checked out and the rock and soil samples were in order, and the vegetation was well.. ..that didn't matter anymore, but they would still need to account for it. But if it all checked out, then Major Carter* and Dr Daniel Jackson* were standing at the doorstep of a new Home-World and it really was something good to look at.

Carter* took hold of Daniel's* hand and squeezed, almost like a little girl who'd discovered a new kalie shop. They were equally excited about this planet. It did appear to meet all their requirements, and much more. "Daniel* can you imagine if theres a nice long beach, the Colonel* would love that."

"Come on Sam*, lets head for the top of that hill, we'll be able to get the lay of the place. We'll be able to have a little hunt round for that beach."

"Suns up Daniel*."

It was beautiful.

"This is one sight I would love to get used to."

As the two moons were waving at them a zillion rays of sunlight began to glitter and twinkle and a planet's worth of voluptuous virgin leaves all began to wink out a symphony of pride and beauty.

"Teal'c* and Jack* have got to see this. You know Sam*, Teal'c* never talks about it, but he must truly miss being able to look up at skies like this. Back home on Earth I always got the sense he felt a little disappointed with our nightly lunar singularity."

"I imagine the orbital conditions of this world will be similar to those of Chulak."

From the vantagepoint at the top of the hill, for as far as the eye could see there was nothing but luscious green thick blooming strong foliage, fruit, trees, hills and valleys, sands, sea and blue blue sky.

It was quite magnificent, and fresh and seemingly uninhabited. It looked untouched. It looked like home.

They could see a long beach lining an aquamarine and most probably plentiful sea. Their view was uncut. There were no roads, no tracks, no buildings, no aliens, no traces of any kind. It was virgin all over. It was theirs. A New-World.

A place to call home. Home-World. Long beaches. Resources. Cover. Everything they needed to begin a new life. They would secure the StarGate.

Major Carter* and Dr Jackson* descended the hill to the base camp and began to set up and activate the test and measure instruments.

"Sam*, if you disregard the readings, well ignore all the test results we've collected so far from all the other potential new worlds.. ..new Home-Worlds, which planet do you actually liked the best? Which one did you see and wish, I wish this could be home?"

"Em you mean don't take into consideration any results whatsoever?"

"Yeah. Ignore the results. Which one?"

"Daniel* I have to say this one. And I really am ignoring the results because we haven't even set up our climate test scenarios yet."

"Sam* I'm in full agreement with you. I agree entirely. Whole-heartedly. It really is this one isn't it?"

"I hope so Daniel*. I really hope so. This would be a good start for all of us. Plus more than anything I want to see the Colonel* out of that 989 plant once and for all."

"But he is adjusting though, right?"

"He is. We all are. We have to. But this whole 'Us' thing is going to be a very slow process. It's the shock, it doesn't go away. Anyway its not that Daniel*. That plant just does not suit him. Any of us for that matter, but him more so. I want to see us all out of there as soon as possible."

"What are the chances of you knocking together a U.A.V. back at the plant?"

"Ooh that's a big negative Daniel*. I think its been so long, I mean thousands of years, that Harlan has had to take any external surface readings, there simply aren't any parts of that nature available anywhere in the plant. For the time being a U.A.V. is out of the question."

"That's a real pity because I can't wait to see the rest of the planet."

"Neither can I. In due course, when we reactivate our Missions Program we'll be able to ferret all the parts and equipment we need. I'm all set up here Daniel*, how about you?"

"Yep. I'm all set."

"Daniel* lets dial up the StarGate and send a message through."

"What you don't want to wait until sunset?"

" I've just got a really good feeling about this. It won't hurt to put them on standby."

"Sam* I was thinking, seen as though we're going to have to remain here at least until just after sunset, maybe we could continue our search for the possibility of intelligent indigenous presence."

"Em yeah Daniel* that's a good idea. Lets go. When we get back if the tests have yielded positive results I want to set up a twenty four-hour post."

"That's fine Sam*, theres more than enough to keep us busy. I think we'll be staying."

"Me to."

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