This is my Crossover fanfic, I Dream of Jeannie and Stargate SG-1.

On the Stargate SG-1 side of fanfiction.net

"Endeavour to SGC" Read this one FIRST, it sets the stage.
"From the Diary of Major Healey" Ongoing, I'm adding to this almost daily (heh). Current entry is through 12 AUG 2004. (Take current date and subtract eight months.)

On the IDoJ side of fanfiction.net

"The Cocoa Beach Visit (http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2348182/1/)" I put this on the IDoJ side because it is more closely involved with that show than SG-1. Roger & Sam return to FL. He turns in his resignation, and they prepare for Tony and Jeannie's wedding. (Rating warning for Chapter Five. It's PG-13, but some may still find it offensive. Remember how Roger is, after all ;) .)

Easiest to navigate by going to my author profile (http://www.fanfiction.net/u/781102/).

Let me know what y'all think, I really love hearing from IDoJ fans on this Crossover! My fanfic blog (address under my signature) has a few reviews from the Jeannie fanbase, all positive!

18 AUG 2004 to 23 AUG 2004. (Roger's diary is on hiatus during this timeframe.)

Here's a scene I thought came out esp. well in "The Cocoa Beach Visit."

Roger and Lt. Colonel Samantha Carter have just come thru the main door at the NASA complex, and see the 'security' guard. I think I captured Roger's character well in this, him being a sillyhead and all.

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The guard's head was down, working on a report, and the two stuck their ID badges out, almost under his nose, to get his attention.

He absently read them. Major Roger E. Healey. Lt. Colonel Samantha Carter. He looked up in shock, and almost flew off his feet into the air, standing at attention, snapping a stiff salute.

"Sirs!"

The two glared at him, trying their best not to start laughing. The poor guy, what a way to start a morning. Roger didn't recognize the young man; he must have been assigned during his tenure at the SGC. Ah, so he wouldn't know Roger's usual reputation.

Roger was going to play the dour and serious Major and astronaut, to see how long it would take Sam to bust a gut laughing.

He frowned at the hapless airman.

"Airman! Is this how you stand guard? I could have simply walked past you and you none the wiser! What do you have to say for yourself, mister?"

He was about three inches taller than Roger, staring straight ahead at whatever void young airmen stare at. Roger got up into the kid's face, almost touching him with his big nose, trying to invoke the image and attitude of his long-ago drill sargeant. He had to clamp down on his teeth, jaw muscles working, to keep from cracking up laughing, knowing Sam was watching this show.

"No excuse, SIR!" the young man barked.

Roger maintained the pose and the scowl as long as he could, and felt he was about to lose it.

"Now, sit down, do your work, and when you hear that door opening, you LOOK! Do you hear me, mister?"

"Yes, SIR!"

He waved the airman to his seat. "Then get to work, and I won't mention this dereliction to your C.O."

"Yes, sir, thank you, sir!" and the young man resumed his position, eyes on the door like the enemy was at the gate.

He turned smartly to Sam. "Colonel, this way if you please," and directed her to what he knew was an obscure storage closet nearby.

They went in, quietly closed the door, and Roger finally lost it, doubling over, laughing so hard he could barely breathe.

When he finally looked at Sam, he saw she was doubled over as well, laughing so hard she had tears pouring down her cheeks.

"OH MY GOD, Roger, I didn't know you had it IN you!" she screamed. "What power, what command you have!"

That sent him into more gales of laughter...