Thank Yu for Sharing….

Disclaimer: Not mine. Never was, never will be. Stargate is the property of people waaaaay cooler than I am. I am just a loyal fan.

Summary: When the system lord Yu gives Earth advanced technology, can SG1 convince the new leader of the SGC that it is a mistake to keep it?

A/N: Yes, in this story, General George Hammond has been promoted to Commander of Home-World Security, but it was not Jack O'Neill who stepped up to the plate. I made my own character for this, Major General Laurence Ward. Please feel free to criticize him all you want, I really don't mind. In fact, I encourage it!

Oh, and this is written differently to most of my other stories, but I think it's good…

Chapter 1

"Unscheduled off-world activation!"

That sound of the klaxons blaring rang through the base, alerting all personnel to the possible security risk that could occur. Colonel O'Neill reached the control room within moments of the alert, and was joined only seconds later by Teal'c and Daniel.

Major General Laurence Ward was standing behind Sargent Harriman, listening intently to a radio signal. The language was clearly Goa'uld, but Ward seemed to understand it.

"General, sir, may I ask what's going on?" O'Neill said, once the transmission had ended. General Ward nodded once to Harriman, who began typing on his console.

"We just received a transmission from the Goa'uld system lord Yu," He said. The members of SG1 were taken aback, and Daniel cleared his throat.

"What did he want?" He asked, and the general laughed.

"I don't speak Goa'uld, Dr Jackson," He began. He picked up a disk that Harriman had just burnt, and passed it to Daniel. "That is why I have you." With a nod of his head in farewell, the General returned to his office.

Daniel opened and closed his mouth in an attempt to say something but it was already to late. O'Neill patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry Daniel, I'm sure he didn't mean to give you more work," He said sarcastically, knowing that his team mate was more outraged that the new commander had treated Daniel as a military grunt. Truthfully, O'Neill didn't like the guy much ether. Sure, he'd been at the SGC for a few months, but he hadn't done much to earn the colonel's respect. They had gotten off to a bad start.

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SG1 sat solemnly in the briefing room, the usual light attitude suppressed by nervous tension and protocol as they waited to meet the new commander of the SGC. O'Neill and Carter were both dressed in regulation dress blues, and even Teal'c had made an effort to dress in acceptable 'Earth' clothing.

Hammond had been promoted the week before, and was to be replaced by someone who had never been inside the SGC before and who had only heard of the Stargate in passing. Many of the personnel on the SGC had hoped that one of their own would be given command, in particular, Colonel O'Neill. He was respected greatly by military and non-military personnel alike, and they wouldn't hesitate to disobey their new commander if he asked them to. Not that he ever would.

The door of the briefing room, and O'Neill and Carter sprung to attention. They were given a salute by one of the older men who had just entered the room. Daniel and Teal'c stood, and shook hands with the General, introducing themselves. As a group, they sat down.

The members of SG1 weren't surprised to see that General Ward brought an entourage with him, nor were they surprised to see that Vice President Kinsey was among the people joining them.

"General, sir, welcome to the SGC," O'Neill said, and Ward nodded.

"Thank you, Colonel O'Neill," He replied. "I must say, it's bigger than I suspected. How this facility has managed to go with out the notice of the civilian population is a mystery to me."

"We're extremely… careful, sir." O'Neill replied, a slight smile gracing the corners of his mouth.

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"… He then refers to something that translates to 'sharing of the trophy'. Taking that and the earlier mention of 'spoils of war' and 'tools of the gods', I believe that Yu wants to arrange a trade agreement," Daniel paused, looking around the briefing room table. Ward sat at the head of the table, his chin resting on his folded hands.

"Exactly what is it he wants to trade, Dr Jackson?" He asked, his tone still identical to the tone he used on lower ranking airmen, commanding, condescending and disrespectful.

"Well, 'tools of the gods' most likely refers to technology, so I'm guessing he wishes to trade technology, most likely stolen technology, with us. As far as what he wants in return, he says that will be discussed once the agreement has been accepted."

"Wait, this snake-head –" O'Neill began.

"Yu," Daniel corrected.

"Yu," He continued, "Expects us to agree to trade with him, without us knowing what he wants?"

"Yes, pretty much. He is a Goa'uld, Jack."

'Thank you, Dr Jackson. I will contact my superiors about the situation. If we decide to take him up n his offer, I'll need your help to compose a message." Ward stood, signifying the meeting was over.

"You're not seriously going to consider this? You can't! No way can you trust a Goa'uld." O'Neill was outraged.

"Colonel O'Neill, it is not your place to tell me what I can or can't do. I believe we have had that conversation many times before. This meeting is over. Dismissed," With that, General Ward closed the door to his office, leaving a bewildered SG1 seated at the table.

***
A battered, bruised and tired SG1 sat at the briefing room table, having just returned from a dangerous mission that they had managed to pull off, despite the fact that one of them had nearly died. Now they were smiling, relieved to be back home, and safe.

"SG1! What the hell were you thinking?" Ward declared angrily as he entered the room. The team froze, turning to stare at him. For a moment, the question hung in the air, until O'Neill cleared his throat.

"Sir?"

"You heard me, O'Neill. What the hell were you thinking?" Ward was now seated at the table, but he was no less angry or intimidating. "From what I've heard, you decided to change your mission objective, in the midst of a gun fight no less, and took upon yourself to destroy a Goa'uld base, almost resulting in the death of Major Carter! It was meant to be a simple reconnaissance mission, go in, get the information, and get out. Any of you care to explain?"

"General Ward, sir, we were compromised. There was no way we could get out of the base without being detected. The easiest thing to do was to cause a diversion. We blew the shield generators, and got out," O'Neill said. He cast a quick glance around at his team.

"And how exactly did you go about doing that, Colonel?" Ward asked, clearly not impressed with the less than full report.

"Daniel and Carter headed to one generator station, Teal'c and I to another. We planted C4 and returned to the rendezvous point. When Daniel and Carter failed to return, Teal'c and I went after them," O'Neill paused, and Teal'c took up the report.

"Daniel Jackson and Major Carter had been separated after leaving the generator room. A group of Jaffa had located them, and in order to avoided them, Major Carter lead them in the wrong direction. We located Daniel Jackson quickly, but we soon discovered that Major Carter had been enclosed in a small passageway, the ends of which were sealed and guarded by several Jaffa. It was also situated directly beneath the shield generator," It was then Teal'c's turn to fall silent. A silence settled over the group.

"Well? What happened then?" General Ward was growing impatient with the group. O'Neill began again.

"There was no way we could take out the guards. I sent Teal'c and Daniel to the 'Gate. We only had a few minutes before the base blew up. My original plan was to return to the generator room, and disable the C4, preventing the explosion. Unfortunately, it was more difficult than that." He paused again, but not long enough to irritate Ward "As you know, the base was under Ba'al's control. He had found our C4, and set a force-field around it. There was no way to disable the timer. Obviously, Ba'al didn't care much for the survival of his base."

"If that's the case, how did Major Carter escape?" Ward interrupted O'Neill this time, despite the fact he had a strict 'No Interruptions' policy.

"I found a trapdoor on the floor of the generator room," O'Neill continued, not disturbed at all. "I managed to get it open, and get Carter out through it. As you should know from the medical report, her legs were pretty banged up. She could hardly walk. Together, we made it out of the base with about 75 seconds left on the timer. We made it halfway to the 'Gate before we heard the explosion go off. We were off the planet before the patrols caught up with us."

"I see," Ward was silent, as he read over the medical report and the brief notes he'd made throughout the debriefing. "Care to enlighten me to how Major Carter got trapped in the first place?" There was that condescending tone again. O'Neill wasn't having any of it.

"General, sir! She can't even walk, do you have to probe at her every decision?" Jack was enraged. He had almost lost his 2IC, and was not about to have some bureaucratic ass put her under the microscope.

"Colonel, that is borderline insubordination!"

That was when Colonel O'Neill started loathing General Ward.

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"I cannot believe he is even going to consider this!" Sam spoke softly, but her voice contained all the anger the team members felt. They were sitting in the infirmary, discussing the current situation. "I mean, the only thing we have that the Goa'uld would even want are hosts, and there is no way I am letting them come here and enslave half the population!"

"We know, Sam," Daniel said, his words screaming peacemaker, but his tone shouting 'This is so wrong'.

"The worst part is, we can't do anything about it," O'Neill said, startling the others. He had remained silent throughout the conversation, slouched on a chair in the corner, his eyes closed and thinking things over. "I mean, nothing any of us says is going to make a difference. He'll contact the president if he has to."

"I indeed would prefer him to do so," Teal'c said, causing his friends confusion. "From what we know, is it not General Hammond who would advise the president should such a situation arise?"

"T's got a point. If Hayes goes to Hammond, there's no way this will be approved. Until that happens, we just have to keep our heads down, and make sure that what ever General Ward is up to doesn't put anyone here in the SGC in jeopardy."

"Sir, for all we know, General Ward is just like that. We don't know that he's up to anything," Jack shot Sam a look that would have any other officer on their knees, begging forgiveness. But not Major Carter. "I'm not saying I like the guy, far from it. But just because we don't like someone, doesn't mean they're up to anything."

"Kinsey was. Maybourne was," O'Neill stood, stretching his limbs. "Come on Carter, the guys an ass."

"Yes, sir, he is. But please, be careful what you accuse him of. We need to keep our jobs here, remember?" She lay back on the bed, and closed her eyes, a signal that the meeting was over.

- - -

Three days later, General Ward received the news that the President had rejected the offer of trade with Yu.

Three days after that, President Hayes was shot dead while boarding aircraft one.

A week after that, Vice President Kinsey was sworn in, becoming President Kinsey.

Less than a day later, General Ward was contacting Lord Yu to agree to his trade proposition.

SG1 weren't surprised. It was something that Kinsey would agree to. Sitting in the briefing room, they read over the trade agreement. There was no mention of Earth giving anything in return, and the foolish politicians jumped on the opportunity to take this technology, and incorporate it into everyday life.

It was immediately clear to SG1 that something was amiss. Goa'uld system lords did not just hand over advanced technology to the one race that stood a chance of using it to kick their collective butts. Many people inside the SGC were of a similar view, but, with Kinsey in charge, no one dared bring it up.

General Laurence Ward was just another of Kinsey's lackeys, and it was becoming more apparent the more Kinsey was in power. Budget cuts were made, several SG teams were disbanded, and a lot of the science researchers were transferred to Area 51.

Luckily, he didn't dare try to split up SG1. If he had even mentioned sending Teal'c back to Chulak, or sending Carter to Area 51, he would have had a rebellion on his hands.

Standing in the control room, less than three weeks after the original offer, SG1 was silent and tense. Sergeant Harriman sat at the controls for the 'Gate, and every member of the base was on guard as the klaxon blared once more.

"Incoming Wormhole!"

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So, This was uploaded as my Birthday present to you. I had a great day, if anyone cares. Except that my balloons burst. And my English class sang happy birthday at the top of their lungs.

Please review, might inspire me to upload sooner. I'm not sure when this'll be updated next….