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Chapter 25: Faith And Intrigue, Part 7
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“Agreed,” Fairbairn said as she looked around the table. “Simon and Mary seem grateful for our arrival.” “It could be we remind them of SG-1,” Sister Helena suggested, her voice thoughtful.
“True,” Colonel Larkin replied, stroking his chin. “There could be some hero worship involved. Bjornson, what about you? How do we stand from a tactical standpoint?”
“We have 250,000 rounds of ammunition both for our M9’s and our P90’s. We have claymores, a M2 .50 caliber machine gun, and an RPG. Sister Helena has her Zat. I also have extra M9’s, P90’s, Zats, and a few Staff Weapons,” Bjornson reported, his expression serious.
“Quite the arsenal, Sergeant,” Fairbairn remarked, raising an eyebrow.
“Alltid Beredt. Always prepared,” Bjornson replied with a faint smile. “I remember that from my scouting days.”
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“I'll ask him the next time I see him,” Colonel Larkin replied.
Bjornson glanced at his watch as he took a bite of his chicken with egg noodles and vegetables. “Are we going to get into the game of poker General Carter asked us to have tonight before we set the night watch?” “How about tomorrow night?” Colonel Larkin countered. “We need to set up camp and set the night watch.”
“Sounds good,” Bjornson agreed.
“Haud yer wheesht, Colonel!” interjected Fairbairn, her Scottish accent thickening with her irritation. “Let the lass speak. I’m sure there’s a logical explanation for the lass’ knowing this.”
“Thank you, Squadron Leader,” Sister Helena said, grateful for the Scot’s assistance. “Maerwyn communicated it to me in one of our communications. I did not get it from the NID.”
Colonel Larkin blushed, realizing his mistake. He knew he shouldn’t have jumped the gun and accused her, but she was formerly NID, and he didn’t trust her. “Sorry, Sister,” he said, his voice softer.
“Apology accepted, Colonel. I should have clarified. Simon has fired a staff weapon. He used Teal’c’s weapon when he defeated the Unas. He did have a lot of coaching from General O’Neill.” Colonel Larkin nodded in understanding.
“If Simon would be willing, I could give him some training,” Bjornson offered, his expression earnest.
“So do I!” exclaimed Colonel Larkin, a nostalgic look in his eyes. “Anyway, what about the villagers? What weapons do they have?”
“I would imagine that they have bows and arrows, swords and pikes, maybe a rudimentary knowledge of gunpowder,” Fairbairn speculated.
“I concur,” put in Bjornson, nodding. “Simon can fire a staff weapon,” added Sister Helena, her voice barely above a whisper. The room fell silent, the weight of her words hanging in the air.
Colonel Larkin’s face became livid. “How do you know this? That was in a classified report that General O’Neill wrote a quarter of a century ago.” Sister Helena opened her mouth, but Colonel Larkin interrupted her. “Did your superiors at the NID tell you this?” Again, Sister Helena tried to speak, but Colonel Larkin interrupted her once more. “I bet they got that info from when Colonel Simmons was visiting the SGC!”
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Ready to catch up again--sorry that I am " late to the party". I am enjoying the story and images so much.