Crossover: HL/SG-1 (roughly series 6 SG-1!verse, end series 3 HL!verse)
Characters: Daniel, O'Neill, Methos
For prompt: 079 Desert
Summary: A discovery in the desert.
A/N: First in yet another series of ficlets – and yet again I have no firm plans…
A/N2: Hopefully this is clear that you're hearing on side of a conversation. I wasn't sure how to do the grammar/layout for it to make it clear. If anyone knows of a better/standard way let me know
"Adam? Finally! Do you know how impossible it is to track you down?
"Yes, I'm aware that that's the point but this is important!
"The noise? Oh, the sands are blowing up…
"That's because I'm not in Chicago anymore. I haven't been for some time.
"I'm in Egypt…
"Well if you'd let me get to the point! I'm on a dig for the military if you must know…
"The US military Methos. And no, I can't explain why…
"I'm well aware of how long we've been friends Methos, every minute is etched in my memory, but I can't tell you any more than that.
"Well then it sounds like this MacCleod has the right idea, if I didn't know you so well I would hope it might rub off on you. Since when do you socialise with others like us anyway?
"Huh. Who knew you could become so human…
"Ha ha! Anyway, the reason I've just spent two hours try to find you…
"I said you were hard to find! The point is I thought you might want to get out here.
"I know, I know 'the sand, the wind, the camels', you're as bad as Jack…
"My CO, but that's beside the point. Methos we've found Elana.
"…Because one of your journals was buried with her. I'm so sorry…
"Then berate me in person! I'll make sure you've got clearance to the dig. It sounds your latest incarnation can stand up to scrutiny if you're working for the watchers…
"…No, no one else knows can read it. I doubt I could have if you hadn't been my teacher: your handwriting is terrible.
"Ha ha! Ok, I'll expect you. You'll be Adam Pierson, consultant on ancient language and culture.
"It'll be good to see you too old friend. It's been too long…"
As Daniel put the phone down, a nostalgic smile on his face, O'Neill turned back into the blowing sand, towards his own tent ready for when Daniel came asking for clearance for the new consultant. Well this was interesting…he was looking forward to meeting Adam Pierson…or should he say Methos. Jack smiled as he thought of fun to come.