Jeffery observed the marines stationed in front of the Stargate, there weapons aimed at the flowing blue event horizon. Jeffery hoped to God it was SG-1, his worst nightmare was that an enemy would come through that gate. But sadly, he knew that one day, his fears would come true. He sat waiting to see the faces of his SG team in safe condition, but feared that something might have happened to them. "Sir, incoming traveler." the technical Sergeant said. The General merely nodded and spoke into the microphone. "Men, stand ready." Before his order even exited his lips the marines leveled their weapons on the Gate and guns clicking was the sound that filled most of the room as the SGC prepared for whoever or whatever was coming from SG-1's position.
