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Vines covered the entrance, disguising it from the naked eye. Cameron stared at it disgustedly before turning back to his team mates. Daniel Jackson's attention seemed to have been captured by a pillar, Samantha Canter was engrossed with energy readings and Teal'C, well, Teal'C was his usual self, focusing on the terrain.
"Are you sure that there will be something worth looking at in here?" The distain evident in his voice.
"I read those tablets multiple times, Mitchell," Daniel said exasperated. "It said that there is a treasure worth more than gold. Granted it seems remarkably cliché, but why would the ancients write up a tablet if they were lying?"
Cameron sighed and looked back at the doorway. Shrugging he pulled out his blade and began to cut at the branches. A light flickered briefly before the door soundlessly swung open. He blinked, unsure whether to take this new development as a threat. "Keep a sharp lookout; I don't want to run into anything nasty without being prepared." He looked back over to the other three gearing up to go inside. "Yo, Daniel, Is there any reason why the door opened for me like that?"
"Um," Daniel looked at the door for a moment. "No, perhaps it just has sensors to open when someone is near."
"Well that's comforting," Cameron said, looking apprehensive at the structure.
"You're unusually cautious, sir," Sam stated casually.
"This whole place gives me the heebie jeebies," he admitted, jumping when more lights tried to make an effort to turn on before giving up.
Sam smiled and turned on her torch before walking further into the gloom. Giving the walls a glare, Cameron followed, occasionally hitting his head on the low ceiling. "You know, all the reports you guys have of meeting the Ancients implied that they were tall, why build such low ceilings?" Cameron grumbled, rubbing his head through his hat.
Sam and Daniel shared a grin before continuing down the corridor. Soon it opened out into a large room; faint light glowed from a large amount of pods.
"Holy mother of God!" Daniel whispered in awe.
Slowly he walked up to one of them. An aged man rested peacefully, his white hair relatively neat. Several flashing lights caught the archeologist's attention. Ancient, he mused, gently touching the pad. Staring at the writing, he tried to translate quickly.
"Holy Doo-hickey!" Cameron's surprised shout jumped Daniel out of his zone. Looking over to the leader of the team, he wondered what caused the man's reaction. Standing in the middle of the room, the Colonel started down at a separate pod. Bathed in pale light, Cameron's face showed absolute shock.
"Cameron?" Sam asked gently.
"In the Atlantis mission reports, I read that they found several Ancient stasis pods. Every one that they woke up ended up dying because their bodies aged so much," Cameron began slowly. "By the looks of these funky symbols, I think this girl was put in the same time as the others."
Daniel walked around behind Cameron and looked over his shoulder. A slender young woman lay as though sleeping, dressed in a short tunic dress with golden rope crossing from under her breasts to her waist. A golden torque rested on her throat, tiny coin-like medallions glinting shyly up at them. She seemed fragile, lithe even, her regal jaw line and high cheek bones clearly indicating that she was higher class. Daniel frowned; her hair was short, shorter than Sam's and a dark brown. He couldn't remember if the Ancient Greeks allowed short hair on their women or not, something to research when they got home. Long smooth arms rested gracefully on a cushion like bed, a golden bow and a white quiver of arrows just out of reach.
Dark liner faded into a golden shimmer on her eyes, a pert nose leading down to luscious lips. A pale pink blush emphasized her cheek bones and creamy skin. Daniel glanced to Cameron and could almost read his thoughts. It seems like the slightest noise would stir her. He shook himself. Glancing down at the flickering pad, he traced the engraved writing. Felicity.