"A New Life" by Tammy

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Rec Category: Crossover (Stargate SG-1/JAG/Tom Clancy)
Pairing: Sam/Jack
Category: hurt/comfort, Sam/Jack, team, action, adventure, suspense
Warning: R for violence, language and references to possibility of non-con.
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's Website: Author's profile on Wormhole Crossing
Link: "A New Life"

Why This Must Be Read: This story is one helluva ride and is not your ordinary Sam/Jack romance, nor is it the usual crossover by any stretch.  Tammy does an amazing job of working the crossover characters into the story in a plausible way and knows all of them well, bringing them to vivid life.  The story is well told and will have you on the edge of your seat, so pop some popcorn, grab your favorite beverage and settle in for a good, gripping read.

Snippet of fic:

Outside the Kennedy Center several days later, Clayton Webb waited with the tall statuesque woman who was his date for the evening as his car was brought around. Inside the pocket of his tuxedo jacket he suddenly felt the vibrations of his cell phone. He fished it out and hit the button to receive the call. "Webb," he said in greeting.

"Hello, Clayton" the voice at the other end said. "Long time since I heard from you."

Webb carefully looked around him trying to see if his caller was within view. "What do you want, Harry?" he asked as he walked away from the crowds not wanting anyone to hear who he was speaking to. "Still hiding out in South America?"

"Nope, I'm back in States, but don't think I'm going to tell you where," Maybourne replied. "I need a favor, Webb."

"You're a traitor," Clay reminded him in a voice as close to a snarl as he was likely to ever get. "I don't help traitors, Harry. I catch them."

"I didn't do anything I wasn't ordered to do, Webb. I think you know that," Harry said.

"You sold military secrets to the Russians!" Webb hissed quietly. "It doesn't matter who ordered you to do it."

"You owe me, Webb. I need you to get a message to Admiral A.J. Chegwidden about a mutual acquaintance," Harry said.

"Chegwidden?" Clayton asked. "What mutual acquaintance?"

"Just tell him that Jack O'Neill needs his help. He should contact General George Hammond at Cheyenne Mountain. Hammond's in command of a project called the SGC," Harry said. "Make sure Hammond is told that the NID are after the twins. You do this and all debts are paid, Webb."

"The NID?" Clayton asked. "Cheyenne Mountain? Harry what have you gotten yourself into?"