[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

0730
Radisson Hotel
Colorado Springs

He stirred awak with no memory of how he ended up back his room. No idea of what transpired once he had finished dinner and hit the bar. He tried shifting out of bed, only to realise that someone was with him. Opening his eyes he didn't need a clear vision to know who it was. Touch of her skin, her profile, that blond hair. For a moment he stiffened. The very idea of her being here with him caused him confusion. But for now he was not gong to question it.

Kissing the top of her head he got out the bed, even when his head was pounding from over drinking and all he wanted to do was sleep it off. After getting half dressed, he moved to make coffee. In another few days he was back on duty with the SGC. So he could make the most of it. As he moved to grab a mug, he found Jamie's arms around his waist and found his stomach having butterflies.

"You are up too early," she mumbled, "come back to bed."

Managing a soft smile, "I got few rounds to make today," he drank her beauty and swore at himself. His brain was too scrambled to realise how wrong the whole situation was. But it was Jamie, with her nothing made sense yet everything did.

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[Blake Warren]

0600
3710 Hampton Park Drive
Colorado Springs

It was the BEEP BEEP BEEP of the alarm clock that woke him. Blake's eyes opened, almost no light came in the windows.

Which wasn't right. Window? Hadn't they'd gated off-world from Vedas. He wasn't moving yet and was taken by surprise by the wake-up kiss with just a little tongue from the other occupant of the king-size bed.

Bed? As he sat up, Steve rolled out of the bed. "It's Monday morning, kitten. SG-11 has to meet natives and SG-15 has to go explore yet another uninhabited planet. Mission briefs at 0800."

He dug his fingers into the bed sheets. It was as he remembered, 400 thread count Egyptian cotton. Big memory foam pillows. Blake got out of bed and walked to the window over the garage. The Charger was in the driveway where Steve had parked it last night. His truck was next to it half in the smaller open garage door of the three-car garage. He shook his head, as Steve stepped up behind him and wrapped his arms around him, head on his shoulder. "Something on your mind, baby?"

"Just a weird dream last night. Who's driving to the Mountain?"

"First guy who's dressed and downstairs drives." And before Blake could stop him, the Marine dashed for their master bathroom. "Dibs on the good shower!"

"Ass!" Blake went for his closet to grab his rankless civilian BDUs, black socks, black undershirt and boxers. At least they had a guest bathroom.

And yet, as he turned up the hot water, knowing March in the Springs would be cold out, he wondered if there actually was a Bobby Oxford in the Coast Guard. Hell, just for laughs he ought to type "Oxford" into the Outlook email. He had to have heard the name somewhere, right?

<<tag Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, @adaofhearts, Nick Harper>>

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0700-0730
The Coffee shop
Colorado Springs 

Lequana awoke dazed and confused to the voice of a woman softly speaking to her.

" Rise and shine Linda, " Lequana turned to face the woman and stared at her blankly with been called Linda. As Lequana began to think about it she couldn't even remember her name, just as she began to panic the lady rested her hand on her shoulder and spoke again," You were in an accident, I'm Anna and I'm a friend. I've been helping you along with your recovery. Now I've left clothes out for you and your pad is on the dressing table. When your ready I be outside in case you have any questions. "

Anna stood up and walked out the bedroom door. The room was bare expect for boxes that lay in the corner. As Lequana sat up she noticed her right arm had bandages and a tub sticking out from the top of her wrist. She sat there in the bed as she tried to remember anything, but all was in vain as all she hit was a blank slate and as she looked over her bandaged arm all she saw were the words do not take bandages of from you self

As Lequana proceeded to get dressed she continued to notice marks over her body of wounds long healed from head to toe in the mirror. One and one added that this was also a result of this accident. She feared to know what caused this, would it be something she wanted to know and would it help knowing. Dressed in a pink tracksuit bottoms and US Navy T-shirt she made her way out the door to the kitchen/ sitting room.

" By the look of your face Linda your in one of your non talking moods. Well I noticed a Coffee store at the corner that I see is just opening, it might be a nice place to catch up with your life. Than when we get back we can start to unpack, plus because we still haven't got any food. Lequana finally spoke as she felt herself tear up.

" I can't remember anything, not even my name Linda."

Anna just smiled and took Lequana by the hand and lead her out the main door towards the coffee shop. A few minutes later Lequana was sitting out side the coffee shop with her pad in front of her as Anna sat two tables up smoking a cigarette.
Still Lequana feared what she would discover about herself.

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[Blake Warren]

0645
Special Grounds Coffee Shop, 7601 N Union Blvd ((Picture))
Colorado Springs

Steve pulled the Charger in and parked it. "I want straight black, no sugar, no cream."

Blake jumped out and was halfway across the parking lot when he slowed down, seeing the otherworldly blonde woman. It couldn't be. People you'd dreamed up didn't just appear with a notebook outside coffee shops.

Last night's dream was clear, people around a bonfire on an alien world, with Captain Oxford and Sergeant Harper and her. "Lequana?"

A car door opened and Steve called from the Charger. "We only talk to complete strangers at work, kitten! Grab the coffee and we have to get going. Sorry, ma'am, my boyfriend's overly friendly, he's not hitting on you."

But it was urgent to know. He had to. Blake took a few steps her way and even Steve couldn't move that fast as a hand grabbed his upper arm and pulled him back, easily moving him. "Steve, we both know you can break me in half, you don't need to prove it."

<<tag @adaofhearts, Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, Nick Harper>>

[Deleted]

0645
Special Grounds Coffee Shop, 7601 N Union
Colorado Springs

Lequana finally picked up her pad and slowly with her finger slid through the pictures while avoiding the words that she could only gather she had placed. The pictures ment nothing and had little effect. Expect from this morning she could remember nothing, all that the pictures did was cause more stress as she flicked through someone else's life and a life not hers. She so wanted to remember but nothing happened.

As she sat there she noticed a man get out of a vehicle and was heading towards her speaking a name. She placed the pad down with the pictures now flicking at ten seconds apart and as he said Lequana it held a meaning. His partner spoke.

"We only talk to complete strangers at work, kitten! Grab the coffee and we have to get going. Sorry, ma'am, my boyfriend's overly friendly, he's not hitting on you."

Lequana looked straight at Blake as she replied, " I'm sorry sir but I can barely remember my own name. You must have me mistaken. She felt a deep unpleasant feeling as she remembered the name Lequana, so much it began to bring tears to her eyes.

Lequana stood up and began to walk down the road towards were she was staying wiping tears away leaving her pad on the table.
Straight away Anna stood in with rage flaming from her voice," Linda is a sick woman and the last thing we want is the name Lequana been brought up. She lost a good friend called Lequana so leave her be who ever you are." With that Anna left right behind Lequana.

Lequana stopped half way down the road and sat on a wall trying to get things together. As Anna finally reached her Lequana waved Anna away wanting time to be alone, " I know were we live so you can leave me alone." Anna continued on towards there new home.

<<Tag Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, Nick Harper, Blake Warren >>

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

0730-0740
Radisson Hotel
Colorado Springs

 

He drank the coffee with her in silence. Keeping his distance, he was if he came any closer, he was not going to get the work done. Out of all the females, he had to bed Jamie didn't he? Served him right, plus she had been on his mind since Travis told him about the AU's. He studied her for a second. He knew they had tried to reconcile months before his departure to Vedas. If Deb and Rick hadn't butted in who knew they might have stood a chance. He was well aware that this would have been Jamie's second marriage. Had things between reached that point. Then again it might be for the best that they weren't.

Polishing his coffee, "I'm off to get ready," he sat the mug on the table and moved, only to be stopped by her, he could feel the internal struggle, "I'm not going to say that last night was a mistake, as it wasn't. You mean a lot," his eyes landed in her face, took her in his arms, "but we can't make it work. Last time we tired, we both know how well that went."

"We can't try again can we?" Jamie asked softly. Already knowing the answer. Fate pulled them together, only to tear them apart. Perhaps it was for the best that they didn't cross paths again. Invading his personal space and closing the distance, she kissed him. When the need for air became apparent, she pulled back, "Go get ready. I will start on another round of coffee."

In few short words, she made him feel like an ass. What was with this woman?

<<Tag: Nick Harper, Blake Warren, @adaofhearts>>

[Blake Warren]

0646
Special Grounds Coffee Shop, 7601 N Union
Colorado Springs

Blake let Steve push him towards the car. As the anthropologist got in, Steve turned and looked directly at Anna, with one nod. More sedative was necessary.

Blake rubbed at his brown hair as Steve got in. "You okay?"

"I saw her in my dream, I swear I did." Blake thought Steve was driving faster than strictly necessary as he got back on North Union, but considering the road that should be crazy busy on a Monday morning was deserted, it didn't matter.

"Maybe she was in the paper." As they drove and took the turn onto East Woodmen, Blake saw that there was now traffic.

"Weren't we the only ones on the road just a minute ago?"

"Of course not. It's Monday. Drink your chai." Steve made a smooth job of reaching for his black coffee in the cupholder and drinking it while driving. Blake sipped the hot drink.

And they merged onto the interstate, he knew they hadn't gone in, but there was the coffee.

0715
Norad Road to Cheyenne Mountain
Colorado Springs

As Steve navigated the winding road up to the base, Blake was looking through his phone contacts. And startled at three of them, mixed in with his parents and his siblings. 'Oxford, Robert CAPT; Harper, Nick SSgt; Ka'ti, Lequana'

Blake hesitated over the green button but as he was about to try call Oxford, he felt immensely sleepy and the world blurred around the edges.

He walk up when the car stopped and the engine was turned off. "We're here. I have to go talk to Buchanan before I badge in past security. See you later."

Blake got out of the car and waved at the woman getting out of her convertible, who was waving at them as she put her patrol cap on over her natural hair. Colonel Moore's too-big-to-believe SUV was parked and cold and Blake walked toward the access point, ID Card out for security purposes, while shaking his head over the girl behind the counter at Special Grounds flirting with him again, never mind the fact that half the time he came in holding hands with another man.

<<tag Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, @adaofhearts, Nick Harper>>

[Nick Harper]

0715
Random Apartment Complex
Colorado Springs


Nick had been sitting at the end of his bed staring at the wall ever since he had woken up. He had woken up alone, in a bed that seemed familiar and unfamilar at the same time, in a room that was the same way. The various things around the room were his, except they seemed to be from totally random points in his life, like a broken hidge podge. Not his usual sense of style, that is if you called how he decorated "style". At first he thought he was hungover and that was why everything felt off, but he could find no evidence of him having had done any drinking. 

"I am Nicolas Harper." he said aloud to the empty room,  "Staff Sergeant Nick Harper..." he added slowly. He knew who he was, he just couldn't figure out why being where he was felt weird. Nick ran a hand thru his hair and sighed, leaning back he laid back down on the bed and closed his eyes.

'Just ask Warren..' 

The voice in his head was quiet but it caught his attention. Nicks eyes flew opened and he frowned, he didn't know anyone with the name Warren, so why did it click so well with him? He realized that the Warren he had thought of was not just a random person, he was a doctor of some sort, but he wasn't a medical doctor. Sitting up again Nick grabbed his cell phone, he went to his contact list and started scrolling till he found the name he wanted. The only Warren in his list, Nick his the green button to call the number, hoping that if anything he could make himself sound like an idiot and find out what type of doctor this Warren guy was. The phone at the other end answered, "Dr. Warren my name is Sergeant Harper...and I was just curious as to what type of doctor are you?" he asked. 

[Blake Warren]

0715
Cheyenne Mountain Air Force Station Exterior
Colorado Springs

Blake's phone rang and he got it back out, after looking up at the guard station. Had anybody checked he and Steve's ID at the parking lot gate?

The caller ID showed 'Harper, Nick SSgt.' The memory was entirely clear, and dreamlike at the same time. Blood, burns, many casualties, one homophobic airman objecting to him treating the wounded. He almost dropped the phone as he pushed the button to answer it.

And that voice. Okay, it was a really cute voice, but Blake shoved that down. He felt sure, somehow, that he worked with this man. "Sergeant Harper, you're real? Of course, you're real. I'm a doctor of anthropology. And this sounds crazy, but do you remember the Vedas Expedition? SV-1? Oxford?"

Steve and Tamara were walking toward him and Blake, quite irrationally, dashed off to hide between his team leader's SUV and somebody else's minivan. Somehow, he felt that Steve shouldn't know he'd gotten this call. "Tell me I'm not alone, that your dreams feel more real than real life?"

<<Tag Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, Nick Harper, @adaofhearts>>

[Deleted]

0646
Special Grounds Coffee Shop, 7601 N Union
Colorado Springs


Lequana watched as Anna walked down the road and only when she finally disappear did Lequana try to take things in, she went for her pad to recap on the accident only to realise that she had left it back at the Coffee Shop. The only think that she found that had meaning was the name Lequana. The man had looked at her dead certain he knew her and she couldn't help but wonder was there more. The name Lequana felt more common than Linda, but she couldn't hide the fact that Anna had so far done nothing but looked after her.

Lequana turned and made her way back to the coffee shop slowly trying to come at ease with herself and her so called blank life. As Lequana approached the table she had sat at, she couldn't help but notice a Police office standing over the table watching her every move. The officer had a young look to him, if anything he reminded her of the cat she had saw out side her new home. When she finally reached the table the officer stared right in to her eye, he handed the pad to her while still keep his eyes locked on her and spoke.

" Were losing control of Cerebrum, request assistance."

Before she could reply the officer disappeared by walking away behind the corner. Lequana stood there speechless lost for words. She flicked her pad screen taking it off lock, to her surprise she found the pad in route planner leading to a hotel called the Radisson hotel and a name linked to it called Oxford with the words

request assistance

Lequana weighed out her options wondering should she return to Anna or follow the directions. Something inside her dug into her to make the journey.

At once Lequana returned to her new home and as soon as she entered she got her bandages changed on her arm, not by choice. The raw and mangled look was enough to turn anyone's stomach, she found it hard to imagine the arm every looking normal let alone using it. When Anna finished the bandages and had her back turned Lequana took Anna's purse after remembering were she had placed it in her hand bag at the coffee shop. Grabbing a pink sweat jumper she made her way out the door.

0800
Radisson Hotel
Colorado Springs

As the Taxi pulled up outside the Radisson Hotel Lequana struggled for a minute to understand how much she had to give the Taxi driver, it wasn't till the taxi drove off did she realise that she had just paid double the fare. As she entered the Hotel she was greeted at the desk by a lady with a warm smile and greeting.

"Good morning and welcome to the Radisson Hotel, How may I help you?"

Lequana smiled and spoke

" I'm looking for someone named Oxford, is there anyone name Oxford here."

The woman gave a false smile as she replied,
" I'm sorry but we don't just give details to people who walk on the street, Can you give me the first name?

For a moment her head went blank as she watched the lady notice a medical bracelet on her wrist. Lequana had no idea were the words came from but she almost believed herself as an impulse pushed her to find Oxford.


" To be honest I'm not sure which name he went under, he does it to hide from me since the accident. Not sure if he even used Oxford. I taught he loved me and this is what I get." The lady turned to her computer and began to type and spoke .

"Room 29"

Lequana placed her hand on her heart and thanked the lady and made her way towards the room. When Lequana finally reach the number she paused before she knocked haven't to build the courage.

KNOCK KNOCK

[Nick Harper]

0715
Some Apartment
Colorado Springs

"Sergeant Harper, you're real? Of course, you're real. I'm a doctor of anthropology. And this sounds crazy, but do you remember the Vedas Expedition? SV-1? Oxford?"

Even though Blake couldn't see him, Nick nodded, he knew that name and could picture the person, for some reason the idea that Nick could see clear over Oxfords head because the man was shorter. "It's coming back to me now." he said as he ran a hand thru his hair.  "Tell me I'm not alone, that your dreams feel more real than real life?" Nick nodded again, "Things just don't seem right, ya know?" he replied. 

There came a knock at the door of his apartment, whoever was there wasted no time in knocking again seconds later, getting up off the bed he headed towards the door, "Don't hang up, I have someone at the door." Nick said as he reached the door. Opening it there was a flash of light and then nothing. 

=====

Cheyenne Mountain Air Force Station Interior
Colorado Springs

The next time he opened his eyes he wasn't in his apartment but in an infirmary. "You took quite the fall there, Sergeant." a high pitched voice said, a nurse suddenly appeared at his side, her attractive face grinning down at him. "Luckily you didn't break anything, though you did give your poor head a good whack." 

Nick reached up and touched his forhead, his fingers running over a neat row of stiches, "Dr. Morgan wants you to take it easy, for the rest of the day and check back with him before you return to duty in the morning." Nurse perky moved around the bed, Nick propped himself up on his elbows and looked around, "Something wrong?" she asked giving him a puzzled look. "Where am I again?" he asked looking to her, "Cheyenne Mountain silly." she said with a smile, it slowly clicked in his head, "Oh yeah. I'm a medic." he said as he pushed himself into a seated position, Perky nodded as she looked down at her chart.

"You are supposed to gate out with a team today." she said looking up again, the woman seemed to have moved onto another topic, least that was what it felt like "But don't worry about that." she reminded him. The mention of a gate stirred something in the back of his mind. Nick now knew the nurse to be named Mindy, how he had learned that, he couldn't exactly remember. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he looked down at his watch '0716'...he had seen that time before, on that same day. How how was that even possible? "They are searving breakfast in the cafeteria if you're hungry." Mindy said as she started to leave the room, at the mention of food, Nicks stomach rumbled, so he got up and headed to get something to eat. 

[Blake Warren]

0715
Cheyenne Mountain Air Force Station Exterior
Colorado Springs

And Blake felt, on hearing more of Sergeant Harper's voice, that much more sure that something was not right, that he knew they worked together in another galaxy, on the same team in a place dominated by the Hindu deities.

"Yes, I know! Everything seems right and yet NOTHING is!" As Harper mentioned someone at the door, Blake yelled desperately into the phone. "Don't answer the door! That's what they want."

And the line went dead, as Blake looked to where Steve and Tamara Buchanan his XO were looking. Steve's tone was lovingly teasing. "Any particular reason you're hiding between the cars, kitten?"

Tamara shook her head. "Not that I don't love watching you two, because let's face it, it's hot, but that's an odd place to play hide and seek, Doc."

Blake tried to hide the phone as Steve's eyes seemed to flick momentarily out to nowhere before he looked back at Blake. "Toss me your phone for security lockup and we'll go inside."

Blake very reluctantly gave up the Blackberry as Steve pocketed it. Nick Harper was real, he held onto that as they walked through the checkpoints and down to the SGC on the elevator.

0800
Briefing Room
SGC

Blake looked between Colonel Moore, Dr. Gentry, Gunnery Sergeant Landey, and Dr. Mulwray. He stood up to brief the files. "SG-8 made initial contact with the Furlings on Planet P2R-Fuzzy, they have amazing technology far beyond the Asgard and we are going there to take it by force. Our backup is the entire Marine contingent of the SGC because obviously this is going to be violent.

"But we aren't taking normal weapons, of course, due to the complex war rituals of the Furlings, we're arming ourselves with Nerf guns and slingshots. Any questions?" Blake watched Stan Moore, the member he knew best, the SG-11 team leader, PhD sociologist in his own right, Air Force Psy Ops officer. The man who's acknowledged that he knew nothing about the Paiute for negotiating a trade deal and sought out someone who did. But he tried hard not to think of Colonel Moore as he knew him.

Moore nodded. "That sounds completely acceptable, Dr. Warren. We gate out at 0830."

"And just the fact that you think Nerf guns and slingshots are reasonable tells me just how off this is."

Moore blinked. "You okay, Doc?"

"Oh, I'm fine. Just fine. I'll go get ready by grabbing my Nerf-90 and be in the gateroom." Blake walked out, and once he was in the hallway he turned unerringly to head to the team leader offices.

He was almost to the SG-15 commander's office, when he stopped. Steve had taken his phone when he reached Harper, and, and, and something else Blake couldn't reach. No, he couldn't go there. Blake checked his key ring, with its key to the Charger, and headed for the infirmary. Harper was a medic, and his only lead to the truth right now. He just had to bodily drag the Army sergeant out to the car. "Yeah, Warren, that's going to work real well."

<<tag Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr, @adaofhearts, Nick Harper>>

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

0800
Radisson Hotel
Colorado Springs

He was finishing doing his Guard’s blue dress uniform tie, when the door was knocked on. He watched Jamie place the mug on the table near him and move to see who it was. They were going to need to talk but not about last night. But where things stood, where they were leading. Since he had a feeling that he was seeing – which couldn’t be right- or fooling – that was even worse way to describe the situation- with someone. Given he was here with Jamie just added more to his already complex private and love life. He was certain that this woman he was with in whatever form wasn’t like to last; not many females made the cut.

Jamie opened the door to see a woman standing. Given the working ways of Robert Oxford Jr, she wasn’t least bit surprised, “How can I help you?” she asked as she leaned on the open door, “Are you here looking for Bobby?” Hopefully it was not a case of a jittered lover.

<<Tag: Nick Harper, Blake Warren, @adaofhearts>>

[Nick Harper]

0801
Hallway
Cheyeanne Mountain

He had gotten something to eat, for once the food was not all the horrible, though for some reason the memory of a ships cafeteria with a long line and a young woman who was to busy reading to go eat. He didn't remember the name of the ship, but for some reason he remembered seeing stars outside its windows. Nick shook his head as he took a sip of his coffee, he really needed to stop watching the Twilight Zone before going to sleep. 

The hallway he was in was busy, like it usually was on a day to day basis. People coming and going. The mountain was like a bee hive, Nick smiled to himself as he turned a corner, a bee hive that also happened to be a military insallation. But wasn't that what bee hives were anyway? Or was it more so an ant hill?  Nick stepped to the side to allow a passing maintaince guy by with a cart full of computer equipment, as he started walking again he didn't see the scrawny looking person in his path till he just about ran into him. "Excuse me Sir." he said as he slipped past him and kept walking towards the infirmary. 

Tag: Blake Warren

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800
Radisson Hotel
Colorado Springs

With a Knock to the door Lequana took a deep breath hoping there was at least some madness to her need to take this journey and something that would show who she really was.
On the journey to the hotel Lequana had gone through the pictures again hoping something would stand out but all the picture felt like someone else's life and not hers at all. There was one picture that stood out of her collection in what looked like a crew photo along side a ship she could only gather they served on, something inside her told her to show him the picture on her tablet to Oxford.

She stood there and waited for the door to open as her nerve's tried to get the better of her. The door opened to a woman who Lequana was sure that wasn't Oxford but still she had to be sure.



" Hi I'm looking for an Oxford."


Lequana stood there uneasy and impatient as the sound of a police radio could be heard in the distance. Lequana waited to see if the lady would get Oxford for her as she looked up and down the corridor hoping she'd be able talk or even be let in before the police arrived. Something inside was telling her that they here for her, clearly Anna must of placed a report for a missing person and it be natural since Lequana had no memories. But she couldn't hide the fact something in her life was not adding up, the stranger that called her Lequana, the police officer who sent her here and how she felt alien to everything around her.

When Lequana finally saw a uniformed police officer she with out thinking pushed her way in to the room hoping he hadn't noticed her. Slamming closed the door she stood there in panic as adrenaline took over. At a moment glance she noticed Oxford while ignoring the lady now, it was a face she knew and trusted. Why she did not know but she did. Tears of happiness overwhelmed her as she finally found something she knew, with out a taught Lequana ran to Oxford given a hug like a daughter to a father and for once today for a glimmer of a moment she felt safe. The safety was shattered as she heard the police radio outside the door.


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