This was recc'd on another list, and after reading it I have to rec it here.

If you're on several lists, you may get this more than once - sorry!

This is very entertaining read, funny, good characterization, witty and well
paced with a cohesive story. Smart Mini-Jack, Smart General Jack, Thor,
Ba'al, the team, Siler, Jacob, Atlantis, Shepherd, McKay, Zelenka, - what
more would you want? Longish - 99,000 words and complete, but well worth
your time. Being a fan of, and watching Atlantis is not necessary to follow
the fic.

ReeAnn in Reno

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Title: The Pegasus Connection
Author: Nomad
Written: Begun September 2005, finished May 2007
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3539738/1/The_Pegasus_Connection
Crossover: SG1 / SGA
Spoilers: This is a crossover that goes AU somewhere in the middle of season
eight SG-1 and season one Atlantis. Expect spoilers for multiple episodes,
in particular The Fifth Race, Abyss, Fragile Balance, The Lost City and New
Order (SG-1) and Hide and Seek (Atlantis).

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<random fic snippets follow>

The raid on Bradleigh Biotech had gone pretty much to plan. Somebody's plan,
anyway, although Jack was fairly sure it wasn't his. His plan had involved a
lot more charging in at the head of the strike force instead of being
carefully guarded toward the back like a good General should.

All attempts to point out that he wasn't a good General and never had been
had fallen on deaf ears.

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Jack nodded, relaxing further now that he knew his team were safe. Daniel
could see that he was on the verge of slipping back into sleep, but
nonetheless he struggled to sit up. "Did you bring me some pants? I'm a
General, I can't bust out of this place with my ass hanging out."

"It's good to know you'd have had no hesitation if you were still a
Colonel." Of course, likely to be true; military to the core, Jack had no
discernible sense of modesty, and would probably think nothing of making a
break for freedom butt naked if it won him a respite from the infirmary.
Hell, Daniel himself would have considered it some days. It was tough to
cling to his high school mentality of hiding behind a towel in a dark corner
of the locker room after seven years of communal showering, unpleasantly
thorough medicals, and weird alien ceremonies. The incredibly depressing
ratio of people who'd seen him naked to people he'd actually had sex with
was fairly high on his list of things best not contemplated.

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"Our scans indicate that his genetic code has undergone structural
alterations on a level currently impossible to achieve by human
technological standards. In addition, his brainwaves have adopted a pattern
similar to that manifested in you after your exposure to the Ancient
database."

See, it wasn't that Jack had a problem with big words; it was just that when
you strung a whole lot of them together into one big-ass technical
explanation, the part of his brain that was supposed to be doing more
important things - like, say, monitoring their immediate environment for
things that might explode, bite, take them as hosts or assign him
paperwork - objected to freeing up that much processing power. In the time
it took to decode Thor's version of 'It's just like that time with the
head-sucker thing' he could have done three sweeps of the room and gone for
donuts.

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Enjoy!


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