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Six hours later they were on board a special Air Force plane halfway

across the Atlantic. The four of them were sitting in a secluded section of the plane away

from the rest of the flight crew.

"Ok, boys and girls I guess now is the time" Jack handed out folders to each of them, they contained a mixture of photos, documents and profiles of 8 men, of varying ages from early 20s to Mid 50s, taken at various

intervals over the past 80 years. Also pictures of what looked like a deserted dig site and an underground cave.

"Who are these men Sir?" Sam was the one who spoke first.

Jack, pointed to the photo of a group of 4 men in British Army uniform

of the First World War. "These four men were stationed in the North Sudan in 1917, well actually at a remote outpost, this man," He said indicating the larger photo of a private, "was Private Joe Dixon, amateur archaeologist, historian etc.he's the one who actually found the gate."

"Er." Daniel began.

"The rest of the group.'" Jack dared Daniel to interrupt again. "Private Robert 'Bob' Wilkins, Sergeant Fred Johnson and Corporal James 'Chalky' White, uncovered the rest of the gate, and including the DHD, they were due to be relieved of their post, when their replacements arrived, this is all they found." Jack, indicated the photo of the abandoned makeshift camp, they had set up when they started digging. The photo showed clearly the broken

chairs, spilt canteens, and broken and torn army equipment.

"It looks a mess" said Sam, "what happened?"

"They the relief team that is, don't know, when they got to the base camp, all was intact, but no sign of the 4 men, but there were footprint leading off of the camp, so they followed them, and this is what they found when they reached the dig, the only things that were not destroyed were, as you can guess, the gate and the DHD. Shortly after the war,

The British Government succeeded in obtaining the gate and DHD, and with the help of the Sudanese Government both were shipped back to England, London to be exact, The British Museum."

"But." Daniel began, looking at Jack, Jack in this instance let him continue. "I've been to the British Museum, many times, they have a wonderful collection of Egyptian artifacts, some of which, were in the vaults, and

most probably the general public will never see, but Jack, I never saw a Stargate nor a DHD."

"Apparently, both were in a sub basement and weren't discovered until 1944."

"World War 2" commented Sam.

"Right, these two men." Jack now indicated the two photos' of the museum curators, Malcolm Newbry and Frank Meadows. "Were cataloguing the rest of the artifacts, to be shipped to a place of safety, most had been removed during the beginning of the war, but with the threat of Hitler's V1 and V2 bombs, they decided the rest of the stuff." Jack looked at Daniel as he winced at the last comment. "Should go as well, just in case the museum got a direct hit."

"So, what happened to these men?" Asked Sam.

"Again, no one knows, when they failed to report their findings, their colleagues went to find them, that's when the sub basement was discovered, they searched there, and as you can guess, the gate and DHD were

found intact, but no sign of the two curators...."

"They couldn't have just disappeared, I mean they must have gone through the gate right, just like Ernest did in 1945, right." Daniel looked towards the others for agreement.

"I concur" said Teal'c.

"At the time, nobody knew how the gate worked," continued Jack, "soon after, the museum was hit, and the basement sealed again, courtesy of Hitler."

"So why now, I mean it's been buried for nearly 60 years, so why now?" Daniel looked at Jack.

"Because, they were pulling down part of the museum to build a new exhibition hall, and records office, and the workmen uncovered the basement, and subsequently the DHD and gate, but this time the government knew

what it was."

"How?" interrupted Sam, "Sorry sir, but how did/do they know?"

"The British army has a special unit similar to the SGC, which deals with., let's say unusual and unique objects, places and people, and I hear that the British Prime Minister is a friend of our President."

"So what, they got chatting over a cup of coffee, and happen to mention that they both have a Stargate."

"Daniel, I'm the cynic here remember." Jack continued. "Anyway, both were removed to a remote part of England."

Teal'c, who had remained quiet during the briefing turned to Jack. "What connection do the two remaining men have. These appear to be recent photographs."

"They are, Maj. Colin Summers and Sergeant Barry Corrigan, the latest victims in this bizarre story."

"Please explain O'Neill." Teal'c was intrigued.

"Maj. Summers is Sam's counterpart in the British army, only not as pretty."

Sam rolled her eyes; Daniel shook his head, and frowned. "Col'"Sam started,

"Well, I'm just stating a fact here, anyway, he decided to see if the gate still worked." Jack paused..

.... "AND" The chorus was unanimous,

"He did, but the gate didn't exactly open."

"What do you mean, didn't exactly open?" Daniel asked.

"Did it malfunction?" asked Sam.

"Maybe the gate and the DHD had been damaged during World War Two." Teal'c offered.

"No, not damaged" Jack answered.

"Well" it was all Daniel could do not to shout at Jack.

One of the aircrew came over to speak with Col O'Neill. "We land in 45 mins Sir, your escort will be waiting to accompany you to the base camp."

"Thank you Sergeant"

"Jack"

"Sir"

"O'Neill"

Jack waited until the sergeant was out of earshot before continuing. "They don't know exactly what happened, the Major disappeared, but they do know that he never went through the gate, mainly because not all the

glyphs had been activated."

"And nobody saw anything?" Queried Sam.

"Yes, they did" answered Jack.

"Sgt Corrigan, the photo of the other man,"

"Right Daniel."

"So, they had to have asked him what happened, right, and what did he say."

"They couldn't really ask him Daniel"

"Why, if he saw what happened.'"

"Not that simple I'm afraid, you see Sgt Corrigan at present is in the psychiatric unit at the army hospital, and according to the doctor, we may never know what happened."

All further conversation was halted as the flight sergeant called to O'Neill, "15 minutes Sir"

"Ok team, lets get ready, we have what I think will be a long, long, very long mission ahead of us."

"We're being met by an escort.'" Daniel was intrigued.

Jack smiled "oh yea, not by any escort though, I think your gonna like this escort."

End Chapter Two of
Protendore
by
G.K. Thorpe
Chapter Three