Interlude

---General Hammond---

Back in the same dull gray briefing room looking over SG1 the primary Exploration team has the luck of the devil or the grace of god on their side. "Report Carter" I mumble feeling years or even decades older. Opening her eyes they are partially covered in the crust. Rubbing her eyes she looks around letting out a sigh before standing and walking to the pile of documents. Standing at the end of the table beside a simple projector. The ruffling of clothes and papers fills the room as everyone wakes up and prepares for the bone-dry briefing.

After we all get situated and comfortable she flicks on the projector and places some slides on the clear top adjusting the reflectors onto the top until it is squarely on the white backdrop. After a few moments in silence, we wait patiently as she gains her bearings. Looking over my shoulder toward the door I give a nod at the Private to dim the lights.

When she finishes with her preparations and looks around letting out a last sigh. Placing a clear plastic film on top of the projector. The first image that pops up is a list of numbers and causality reports 'More like causality sentences at how short they were. Most of them were just 'Melted' or 'Unknown'.

Looking over the numbers going over the list in my head feeling a pain in my chest. My men should have been prepared. 'MY MEN' I take a few breaths calming myself down look over the table seeing Daniel Jackson staring beady-eyed at the list before closing his eyes. As we stare at the list that is growing longer by the day. Hearing a cough, I look up at her. "Sir, The base should hold for around another three months. Food and water are not the immediate issues, but we will have to continue rationing. That said I think One M.R.E. a day should be enough, given the fact that we are not able to run ops. On paper that should extend the total food we have another three weeks." Hearing Jack groan to the side we all stare at him for a few breaths. He looks around "Sorry Sir, though I did that in my head. Giving him a stiff nod and going back to looking at Carter.

She runs her hand through her unwashed and tangled hair she goes back to the report. "Going over the supplies we have enough basic supplies for five months with little rationing. On that list, we are including toilet paper, toothpaste, and deodorant. On the list that we are running low on is our paper stock is running out. Our ammo is running low out of the initial twenty million rounds of assorted we are down to three million. We are completely out of 5.45x45, and .50 for the M2 Browning."

She stops and takes a breath as the new information sinks into all of us. Rubbing my head hoping to soothe the headache that is setting in. "So the only guns we have left are our M9 Side arms, AA-12, P90s, and a few high-power rifles." Shuffling through the paperwork at the end of the table passing reports down around the table. Jack decided to speak up "What about the Armory top side?" Teal'c is the one to answer "Overrun and made into a nest by the unknown alien." Hearing his baritone voice going around the table. "What are the chances of taking the top side back?" Jack asks. I know he is hoping for good news, but there is none. "Power is running low so you or any other of my men would have to climb the dark shaft fifty floors above us and fight past the aliens, and if we somehow manage to get past those we have to fight an untold number of the Reanimated. Then we have to manually open the vault if the acid blood of the aliens has not destroyed the lock or we crawl through previously unknown tunnels which are currently being expanded throughout the mountain. So no not very good chances." I can not help, and rant right now months of stress finally bubbling up inside of me.

Jack waves his hands in mock surrender "Sorry sir". I know they are chomping at the bits to do something anything. Daniel finally speaks up "What about the ZMP energy up North?" I can tell he is hoping to change the subject. Sam starts pulling a few sheets of paper nodding her head toward the Private. The lights brighten up as we all receive the photos. Looking down at the photos One of them I a map of North America the Northwest. A green outline stretching from South Dakota West to Oregon, and from Manitoba to South Dakota. In big bold font is the words 'Presumed Safe.' "The green area is as far as we can tell empty of the aliens, reanimated, and previously undiscovered underground bunkers owned by unknown. It seems that the subject 'Maahes' as we have been calling him can shape the flesh of animals and Reanimated." Flipping through the photos I look over the giant forms for what I can only describe as abominations. "Someone is a Tolkien fan" Daniel mutters what er presumed to himself but in the quiet room we all hear him. "Speak up son why do you think he is a Tolkien fan?" He flips over a photo I have yet to look at. Squinting my eyes I look closer at the gargantuan form of an elephant covered in spikes on its back I can see a platform covered in a tent.

"Sir this is also known as a Mûmakil in Tolkien lore they were large creatures resembling elephants, often used in battle by the Haradrim. In the story, they were thirty-five to forty-five feet tall. Looking at the pictures these are almost sixty feet tall." He trails off muttering to himself. I look down at the photo closer seeing human-length spikes running down the legs, six tusks with nasty spiked chains running down the lengths getting dragged behind the behemoth. "I see your point" I mutter to myself.

"What are the changes that he is friendly?" Jack speaks up a little hope spreading into his voice. "Chances are better than not. At his current progress, all of North America will be free of aliens reanimated and the unknown group in a year a least. He will or rather his creations will reach Colorado in a week give or take."

Letting out a deep breath I hope he is friendly. "Get back to the report, Carter. We will know when he gets here." They all focus back as best as they can.

A/N: A shorter Different pov chapter. Had to make this quick helping a few friends of mine move and watching my sister's puppy. I also figured this would be a better 'time skip' so to speak than going '5000 Years later' lol and giving you guys a rundown on a new creation. Hope you liked the chapter. Thank you for reading.

AA/N: Another one down hope you have a good day.