Title: Stargate Olympus
Author: NorJC
Crossover: Stargate SG-1 and Battlestar Galactica 2003
Date began: July 30, 2015
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Chapter 1

"Captain, incoming message from Galar."

Captain Karen Willet, the mistress of the HMS Endeavor, one of the fourteen Discovery-class exploration cruisers of Earth's Homeworld Space Command, said crisply, "On screen, Commander Dacey, if you please."

Daniel Jackson, Stargate Command's Director of Extra-Terrestrial Affairs, watched as the image of a human male dressed in attire similar to a business suit worn by a Terran government official in either the United States or Europe flashed onto the screen. "Galar to Endeavor, come in please. This is High Chancellor Tamor."

"Greetings High Chancellor," Daniel said.

"Dr. Jackson?" the man asked, his voice sounding both surprised and pleased. "They were able to send you to assist us with this crisis?"

Jackson smiled gently to the other man. "Yes, High Chancellor. My wife and I entered our Stargate and traveled to the planet where SGC had sent SG-1 to explore. Fortunately, the Endeavor was on a mission of exploration nearby and picked us up. We're speeding toward your planet and should reach your world a few minutes from now."

"That is good news, Doctor, because the unidentified vessel currently intruding in our space has just launched several small craft. They have positioned themselves around the larger vessel in what appears to be a defensive formation."

Jackson simply nodded then asked, "Sir, is the unidentified vessel still broadcasting to you in the same language that was contained in the transmission you forwarded to Stargate Command?"

"The vessel has been doing so continuously, Doctor. I must confess that the men and women of our defense forces are quite alarmed by the fact that we have been unable to communicate with whomever is on that monstrous ship and I fear that it is growing more difficult for them to restrain themselves from firing on the invader!"

Jackson grimaced at that bit of information. He'd been on the mission when SG-1 had formed the alliance with Galar. In return for the memory enhancement tech that Galar had developed, Earth had provided the Galarans Goa'uld hyperspace engines, shields and plasma weaponry. Although the technology trade had given the Galarans the means to defend themselves from Goa'uld ha'taks and the like, their ships could not stand up to an attack from a Wraith cruiser or an Ori mother ship. Thus, when an unknown vessel had appeared out of nowhere near their planet, the shaken Galarans had immediately called upon the Taur'i to assist them in their time of need.

Now Daniel said, "I understand, sir. Perhaps if you tell your crews that I believe, based on the recording you'd sent us, we should be able to communicate with that intruding ship's crew, that should persuade your people to continue to hold their fire."

The other man smiled then. "I shall communicate your advice to our defense forces immediately, Dr. Jackson!"

"Dr. Jackson, High Chancellor," Willet announced, "Endeavor should arrive in the Galar system in the next two minutes."

"Very good, Captain," the Galaran said. "On behalf of my people, Galar deeply appreciates the efforts of your valiant ship and her crew as well as the people of Earth in support of the alliance between our two worlds. Galar out."

As the image of the Galaran leader snapped off the screen to be replaced by the forward camera's view of the hyperspace tunnel that the Endeavor was currently racing through, Jackson turned to the captain and noted, "Ten minutes from P3X-626 to Galar? I didn't know that the Discovery-class ships were so much faster than the Daedalus-class!"

Willet granted him a thin smile. She probably was deeply concerned about the challenge of the unknown ship they were about to face. "Actually, Dr. Jackson, as you probably well know, my ship was designed by both Dr. Carter and your teammate, Major Hailey, using the Asgard Knowledge Core, so her performance is more in line with that of the Asgard O'Neill-class ships rather than the Daedalus-class. I would speculate that the difference is due to the more restrained Asgard technology used for the Daedalus-class ships' construction."

He then spied the pleased grin on the face of SG-1's XO, Major Jennifer Hailey and smiled.

Samantha Carter and Jennifer Hailey, perhaps the two brightest minds on Earth, had been hugely responsible for the rapid development of Earth's intergalactic fleet. Apparently, according to Sam, Jennifer and she had managed to trap the head of Homeworld Command, Lt. General Jack O'Neill, inside a conference room where the ladies had ambushed him with their ideas both about changing Earth's space warfare doctrine and warship designs. When they had reminded him of how Thor had dealt with the Goa'uld invasion on the planet Cimmeria nearly a decade ago, Jack had given them the go-ahead to start their new project.

By designing new vessels that had incorporated all of the advances the Asgard had gifted to Earth with the Knowledge Core when they'd chosen extinction for their race, the Daedalus-class had become virtually obsolete overnight. Then a few days later, an off-world colony of survivors of Anubis' massacre of the Tollan race had decided to reach out to Earth and ask for SGC's help in building new ships to defend their colony. In return for Earth's assistance, the Tollans agreed to provide SGC with the technology to construct phase-shifting missiles.

That agreement served as icing on the cake for both Jennifer and Sam in the development of a new fleet of ships that would use Asgard Matter Conversion construction techniques and Tollan missile technology.

The new vessels, with the Discovery-class exploration cruisers leading the way, soon became the most powerful warships in the known universe. The cruisers were constructed out of the same naquadah/trinium/carbon alloy used by the Asgard for the O'Neill-class battleship. Powered by the incredible Asgard Neutron-Ion generators and armed with a wide array of plasma beam and ion cannons, nine transporter arrays that could sweep enemy fighters and missiles into nothingness, and phased naquadah/nuclear missiles, the Terrans had finally become the Fifth Race.

"Captain, preparing to disengage the hyperspace engines in thirty seconds."

"Very well, Bill," Willet said. Then she punched a button on her command counsel and activated the ship's intercom. "All hands, this is the captain. Standby for reentry into normal space in twenty seconds. That is all."

While the hyperspace tunnel began to break up in front of the vessel, Hailey appeared to notice that his attention was directed toward her. At that point, he nodded to her in tribute.

The diminutive woman who Jack habitually called "Carter's mini-me" currently stood in her usual spot between his wife, Vala Jackson, and Daniel's protégé, Captain Shannon Satterfield. Although both of the other women had about five inches on Hailey, she often kept them apart. Jennifer knew that her friend of Asian descent had still maintained a tiny crush on Daniel that had developed when Shannon had first come on board with SGC. Jennifer also realized that Vala, Daniel's newly wedded wife, knew about Shannon's crush and was a tad annoyed by that little fact. Although his wife and protégé tolerated each other and there had never been any open warfare between the pair, he was always appreciative of how Jennifer served the role as the demilitarized zone between Vala and Shannon.

Meanwhile, Teal'c simply stood beside his teammates, the large Jaffa appearing calm yet alert as always, while SG-1's leader, Colonel Paul Kane's countenance matched that of Teal'c. A year ago, Jack had promoted Cameron Mitchell to Brigadier General and had assigned Cam to lead Stargate Command after Hank Landry's retirement. Then he'd hand-picked Paul to take over the reins of SG-1. Although most people in the program were in the dark about the deceptively youthful looking man's past, Jack had once mentioned to Daniel that Kane was even more qualified for the position than Jack had ever been.

Coming from Jack, that was high praise indeed.

Moments later, Captain Willet's command voice derailed Daniel's musings. "Commander Halabi," she ordered, "raise shields, arm weapons and scan the system as soon as we exit hyperspace."

"Yes, ma'am," Lt. Commander Jane Halabi said. "Shields are up. Asgard beams, ion cannons, transporter arrays are on-line and operational. Phase missiles are loaded in tubes one through four, nuclear missiles are loaded in tubes five through eight. Conventional warheads are loaded in tubes nine through sixteen."

"Very good," the captain noted just as the Endeavor emerged from hyperspace into the Galaran system with a flash.

"Scanning," Halabi announced. "Captain, there are three Galaran cruisers, two hundred thousand kilometers out. The intruder is twenty thousand kilometers beyond the cruisers facing them. Ma'am…the intruder…it's about half the length of our Thor-class battleships! I'm reading her as nearly six hundred fifty meters long!"

"Steady, Commander," Willet instructed. "What else do you see?"

"There are six small craft apparently providing a combat air patrol for the intruder. I suspect they're fighters, ma'am. They're approximately two-thirds the size of our F-302's."

"All right then. Commander Dacey," she said to the pilot, "take us directly between the cruisers and the intruder but let's not appear too aggressive with our approach. Dr. Jackson, are you certain you'll be able to communicate with the intruder?"

"Shannon and I believe so, Captain Willet. From what we can tell from the recording that the Galarans had sent to SGC, the people on that ship appear to be speaking the language of the Ancients. Fortunately both Shannon and I are fluent speakers."

"That may be true," Vala observed, "but considering how big that ship is and how nervous the Galarans are, I'd prefer if a veteran like Daniel does the talking to avoid having this thing turn into a shooting war with us smack dab in the middle of the ruckus."

As Satterfield shot a dirty look at his wife, he sighed heavily. Seconds later, he fought the urge to shrug and chuckled resignedly to himself. Although, at times, her direct and tactless nature annoyed the hell out of the rest of this teammates with the notable exception of Teal'c, and himself, Daniel had never wanted her to change who she was. Over the past few years, they'd grown to love each other deeply. Besides, her irreverent nature had soothed the ache he'd suffered after having lost his first wife nearly a decade ago.

Now he gave her a tiny smirk which he knew she found to be attractive and said, "Thanks for that vote of confidence, dear."

She shot him a sexy grin and drawled, "Any time, handsome."

Just then, Kane noisily cleared his throat. "Daniel? Diplomacy now, thank you."

"Indeed, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c agreed.

Despite the tense situation they all were facing, Willet had a bemused expression on her handsome face. Apparently, she'd heard about the…interesting personalities that made up SG-1. "Are you ready, Dr. Jackson?"

"Not really but I suppose there's no time like the present."

"Now, Doctor, I appreciate confidence in a man but I'd rather you don't get cocky," the captain quipped.

Satterfield then seemed to be in awe of the Englishwoman. "Wow, her sarcasm is really good! I think Captain Willet would be a great fit for SG-1!"

With a coy smirk on her face, the captain said to her weapon's officer, "Commander Halabi, please hail the intruder."

After pressing a several buttons on her control panel, Halabi announced, "Channel open, ma'am. It appears the intruder is receiving."

"Thank you, Commander." Then Captain Willet turned to Daniel and said, "Dr. Jackson…you're on."