"Hold the door!"
Sam stuck her hand into the opening just as a more masculine hand appeared from the other side. The doors parted again, and a lanky figure with silver-streaked blond hair stood on the other side, head bowed in relief. When he lifted it, flashing her a grateful grin, Major Carter just stared.
"Thanks," he remarked, stepping into the elevator and hitting the button marked "5."
"Colonel, what are you doing here?"
Spookily familiar brown eyes blinked at her without recognition. "'Fraid you must have me mixed up with someone else." He stuck out a hand. "Name's MacGyver."