Morgan Black, de facto leader of the Knights of Saint John after the treachery of Alain Magnan, was leading the assault on the southern Boneguard stronghold when the messenger arrived. "Sir, a group of people have appeared in the field to the east! We don't know where they came from."

"Are they reinforcements? From Malta, or from the Circle of Ossus?" Morgan asked back in his rich Scottish accent.

"No sir. There was a bright light, and they just appeared! Out of thin air!" the messenger replied.

"How can that be?" Morgan asked. "Sahin, you take command of the troops. I'll go deal with these newcomers."

"What! Leave me out of this?" asked the pirate queen Elisabet Ramsey playfully.

"You've got your own troops to command, Lizzie. I need to see this for myself." Morgan said. He strode back past the burning ruins of the Boneguard stronghold's walls to the field where the messenger had said the people had arrived.

Who are you? And what are you doing in the middle of a battlefield?" Morgan asked, baffled by the strange dress of the new arrivals. Their uniform was clearly military, but made of a strange material, and for no country he recognized.

The man in front, clearly the leader, began to reply: "I'm Colonel William Ronson of the United States Air Force, commander of the Earth ship Prometheus. Where are we?"

A woman on the side pulled Ronson away and began to talk with him before Morgan could respond. After a few seconds, he returned to speak with Morgan again. "This may be confusing, but we're from…" he glanced back at the woman, "far away. Very far away."

"How did you get here? Where exactly are you from?" Morgan asked, still unsure how to deal with them.

"Well, according to Major Carter, we've suffered a transtemporal accident due to unexpected distortions in subspace." He gestured at the woman, who was now examining a strange machine. Morgan was sure it hadn't been there before, and it looked too heavy to have been carried there so quickly.

"What?" asked Morgan.

"He means we're from the future," offered another man. "Hi, I'm Jack O'Neill. This is Daniel Jackson, and that friendly looking fellow over there is Teal'c." Teal'c bowed to Morgan.

Morgan shook his head. "From the future? How is that possible?" he asked.

"It's done with magnets," offered O'Neill helpfully.

"I don't know if I can believe that," Morgan said. "But I've seen many things over the past few days that I wouldn't have believed. Wherever you're from, and however you got here, whose side are you on? Are you here for the Fountain?"

"We're on the side of the United States. Whose side are you on?" Ronson asked.

"I'm Morgan Black, of the order of the Knights of Saint John, on Malta. I've come to this wilderness, this… Florida, to protect the Fountain of Youth from Alain Magnan and the Circle of Ossus. I don't believe in the power of the Fountain, but I don't want the Circle to get what they want."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Circle of Acid? What? Who are they?" asked O'Neill.

Before Morgan could answer, a cannonball whizzed overhead from a ship just off the shore, causing everyone to duck. Boneguard poured out of the ship, and began marching towards the group.

"I don't have much time to explain. They're a secret society, bent on acquiring power and eternal life. They're the ones attacking us right now."

"Hold on. Fountain of Youth, that sounds familiar. Where have we heard that before?" Daniel asked.

"I think it was in a crossword puzzle once," responded O'Neill.

Carter said, "No, wait! The Ancient healing device we came across in the temple in Honduras! We think it may have inspired the legend of the Fountain of Youth!" She turned to Colonel Ronson. "Sir, if we're right about this, this could be the solution to our problems. The reason we were transported back in time was the unexpected lensing of subspace due to the hyperdrive engine of the ship that attacked us. The device tried to correct its course, but it ran out of power; that's why we're stuck here. If we had access to a much greater power source—say, the one that would have to power an Ancient artifact, then we might be able to correct the distortion and safely travel home."

The Boneguard were nearly upon the group. Colonel Ronson addressed Morgan again: "What are you planning to do to this Fountain of Youth?"

"I'm going to destroy it."