'Culnac' Series:

1st: 'Culnac's Logs'

2nd: 'At Any Cost' (this one)

3rd: 'The Power of the Q' (already out on )

Disclaimer- Paramount owns Star Trek and the other people own Stargate SG-1, I'm just borrowing them. But, the stories are MINE!!!

Summary- Continued from 'Culnac's Logs'. Tom tells the crew almost everything, but with dire circumstances! Tom has jeopardized the crew and the ones that might destroy them will do anything to keep a secret.

At Any Cost- Ch.1- Big Mess

Before

"Captain," I started. "I need to tell you and everyone else something, something that has been kept secret for hundreds of years. Also, almost no one knows about a species that has been living amongst Starfleet, the Federation, Earth, and the Alpha Quadrant in general. They're called the Tok'ra, and I'm one of them."

Now

"You're a what?" Janeway asked. "Mister Paris if this is one of your jokes..."

"No, Captain, it's not." I got up from the so called bed. "The Tok'ra are in a way the Goa'uld, only, we're against the Goa'uld. Tok'ra in the Goa'uld language is resistance. Since I'm part of the resistance, I'm against them. Hathor is one of the Goa'uld, what she said about me being a Goa'uld is absurd. Captain, Hathor is known throughout the years and about two hundred years ago, the Tok'ra found a liquid that needs to be injected into the blood stream to keep the hosts alive for longer periods of time except for the normal one hundred years. That stuff is highly addictive and we have to take it every three days. Captain, since you sorta blew up my ship, you blew up a case of that stuff that I need. I've been without it for three weeks, I need it or else I'll die in like one week. You can get it in the replicater, under Tok'ra Inter Fifteen. Please, I'll die if I don't have it, please Captain. You can ask me anything after you give that to me."

"How do we know that it's not something like poison or an instant transporter? Why should we believe you anyway?" Janeway asked.

"Have the Doc check it out. Please Captain, I need it, badly." I sat back down on the bed and looked at them. "The rumor is that if you don't get it for more than one month, you die a horrible, painful death. It's been three weeks and I've got the horrible, painful part down. That only leaves the death part, and I plan to not die, yet."

"Get that injection stuff from the replicater and take it to the Doctor for him to analyze it." Janeway said.

"Captain, this course of action is illogical." Tuvok replied. Janeway held up her hand.

"I know, but Mister Paris's information may be worth this illogical course of action. After the Doctor analyzes it, if it's what Mister Paris says it is or the Doctor doesn't know what it is, bring it to back here and give it to Mister Paris. After that bring him to the briefing room, I think this is something the senior staff should know." Captain Janeway left for the Bridge, no doubt to gather the senior staff. Tuvok was right behind her, going for a replicater.

"You just got yourself into serious hell, Paris." Lt. Mica said. (He's the Trill that told Tom what was happening while he was gone.)

"Don't worry Mica, I won't tell them about the Stargate. They aren't ready for that. You think I should tell them about the Asgard? What about my other hosts?" I asked lying down.

"I don't know, this is your entire fault, so don't get me into this mess. But, I wouldn't let Tameth out if I were you. For all you know things could get out of hand and you could end up in bed with Janeway, all because of Tameth." He smiled.

"I think I should, show them that I can tell them everything I know." I winked.

"You know me and the rest of the Trills won't tell them anything except what you tell the senior staff, it's all up to you, Tom. It's your call. Just, as soon as you make your call, leave us out of it."

"I don't know about that. I might have to tell Janeway that the Tok'ra and the Trill are really good friends." We smiled and Mica went back to work.

He was right; I did get myself into one hell of a mess. I guess I would have to tell them about the Asgard, prove that all those alien ships might've been Asgard. Also tell them that they're little gray men, not green. Also, that I do sorta have a split personality. Plus, that that incident was off the record.

How the hell did I get myself into this mess? Why me?