A/N: All right, this doesn´t fit in the specific time-line in Stargate, nor NCIS. I´ll try not to mess it up too much, but can´t make any promises. Also a beta-ed version, thank you PhillyCh3zSt3ak.

Hope you like it. Reviews are appreciated.

Tony was standing in the observation room, intensely staring at the person on the other side of the mirrored glass. He didn't even turn, when the door opened and shut behind him.

"Should've figured you'd be here," said Ziva, coming up to him.

"Hmm?" he asked distractedly. Inside the interrogation room sat the tall blonde woman. As she looked to her more closely Ziva noticed, that the other woman was quite beautiful. Not the modern tons-of-make-up-and-bones-sticking-out-thin beautiful, but a natural beauty. Five foot nine or ten, slim, but strong as Ziva had the honor to find out. She was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, black tank top and a light leather jacket. She had a short, platinum-blonde hair, her big crystal blue eyes were now closed in concentration.

"I don't think you can be more see-through."

"What?"

"Close your mouth, or you'll have spittle on your shirt."

"Hey, I'm not..." Tony said before being cut off.

"You're not what, DiNozzo?" asked Gibbs upon entering the room.

"Nothing, boss. Has McGee found something?"

"No..." his cell started ringing. "Gibbs. Be right there, Director."

"Director, Agent Gibbs... is coming," finished Cynthia exasperatedly, as Gibbs was already inside.

"Agent Gibbs, could you at least knock, before you barge in?!" asked annoyed Director Jenny Shepard. He just looked at her. "Yeah, that's what I thought," she said under her breath. "Let me introduce you to Major Paul Davis, US Air Force. Major, this is Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs."

They shook hands and Davis smiled politely at him. "Pleasure to meet you, Special Agent. I've heard a lot about you. I work at a Pentagon as a liaison officer between the government and the SGC and I need to speak with Colonel O'Neill, who's currently locked up in your interrogation room."

"Why?" asked Gibbs.

"Well, actually, I have some paperwork to process with your team and Colonel's, so they can read you in. It will need to be in MTAC, as that's the only secure place for these kind of information. And since I have a briefing in about..." he looked at his watch: "...an hour with some higher-ups, may we hurry up?"

After a while Gibbs nodded and flipped his cell phone, "DiNozzo, gather in MTAC and bring our guests."

Jenny made her way to the doors too, when Major stopped her: "I'm sorry, Director, but I have specific orders. Only Agents Gibbs, DiNozzo and McGee."

"I beg your pardon? Major, I have far higher clearance than..." Jenny stated.

"Ma'am, I'm only a Major and my clearance in this matter highly supersedes yours and that of SECNAV," interrupted her Davis quickly. However, when he turned around he came face to face with Gibbs' glare.

"Officer David is part of the team," he said quietly.

"Agent Gibbs, I'm not the one who decided this. You'd have to talk to Colonel O'Neill."

"Okay, let's go talk to him."

"Agent Gibbs! Can I speak to you for a moment, please?" Jenny wasn't giving up so easily.

"I'll wait outside," Davis said and closed the door behind him.

"Jethro, what do you think you're doing?! You know I cannot put NCIS resources into investigation which I know nothing about!"

"Oh, come on, Jenn! Just because they won't tell you any details we should lose the case?" replied Gibbs.

"That's not...!"

"Of course it is, Jenn. But I will not let some flyboy investigate a marine's death. Good day, Director."

He made his way to MTAC with Major Davis, where the others were already waiting.

"Ziva, go find out what Abby has," told her Gibbs.

"But Gibbs..."

"Go," he said, giving her The Look.

"Fine," she huffed and left.

"Good afternoon, sir. May we start with the paperwork?" Davis asked.

"Davis," nodded Jack, "Why, you have a hot date?" he grinned.

"If you could call a meeting with Mr. Woolsey a hot date..." started Paul.

"Ack! That's TMI." The three men and a woman laughed, the big one's lips just twitched in amusement.

"So I see they took your advice, Carter."

"Jack, I don't think it would be that easy," said the younger man, looking carefully at Gibbs.

"Colonel O'Neill, I have just one question: what would you do, if you were given a job and Ms. Carter..."

"That'd be Major Carter..." interrupted him Jack.

"...and Major Carter was told to stay away?"

"Well then, for an occasional exception, we'd be screwed, considering she is a genius who can pull last-minute miracles out of her..."

"Sir!" jumped in named person.

"I was gonna say hat, Carter," grinned Jack, "and I'm sorry, but that doesn't apply here. And even if this whole agency would stand behind Officer David and swear her loyalty I wouldn't be able do anything about the fact, that the Joint Chiefs decided not to grant her clearance," finished the Colonel.

"I think that boss' point applies perfectly," said McGee, "I mean not the genius part, but the miracles-pulling one."

"Agent McGee, I will tell you this: why don't we go through the paperwork, then I will tell you about our last mission and then you can decide, whether or not I'm right."

"Fine, what's the paperwork about?" asked Gibbs.

"Davis?" nodded Jack.

"Yes, sir. It's a standard non-disclosure agreement, which signing commits you to secrecy about everything you'll hear. The only ones you'll be able to discuss this matter with is selected SGC personnel, Joint Chiefs and the President. Not your Director, not SECNAV, not senators, not your spouses or loved ones. If you don't want to sign, I'd like you to leave this room."

Tony and McGee were looking at Gibbs, who was eyeing up the Colonel. Jack patiently returned the look, playing with a pen in his hands. After a while Gibbs reached for the pen and signed where Davis pointed. A slight hesitation later McGee followed suit, the last one being DiNozzo, still scowling at the Colonel for leaving Ziva out of this. When everything was settled Paul took the papers and made his leave.

"So, where do we start...?" said Jack.

"What about introductions?" came Tony's reply.

"I thought you already looked for our files?" asked O'Neill.

"Sir, after the situation with Colonel Makepeace I was asked by the General to review the information on all SGC personnel, and after that I stored it on a secured server on base. They aren't able to find any information." jumped in Carter.

"You couldn't do that. It's impossible to find every bit of information on one person, let alone a whole base!" disagreed McGee.

"Major?" O'Neill asked.

"Well, sir, I've had a little friend to help," she smiled.

"That's what you've been doing with Thor in your lab all that time?"

"Yes, sir. We crossed the interface of his ship's computers to my laptop." O'Neill just chuckled.

"But that's not..." started McGee again.

"Did you find something, Agent McGee? Our addresses, e-mail accounts, phone numbers, names even?"

"Well... No."

"And that's why."

"Ok, kids, let's get back to topic here," said Jack, "I'm Colonel Jack O'Neill, two l's. This is Major Samantha Carter, also USAF, Doctor Daniel Jackson and Teal'c. We work for a top-secret government program called the Stargate Program. Daniel, would you care to explain?" Jack turned to the younger man.

"Sure. In 1928, Giza a group of archeologist unearthed an ancient device called Stargate. This device was capable creating and maintaining a stable, artificial wormhole which allowed people to travel to other planets..."