"Jack.."

"Daniel I'm waiting to see who our friend is."

"That's what I'm trying to tell you Jack." Daniel threw his hands in the air.

There was someone in there alright. A female underneath a shroud. Jack leaned in and removed the shroud with his left while keeping his semi-automatic in place with his right. It was as if they had all held their breath at the sight of her. The only one who didn't pause was Teal'c. He had his jaffa staff aimed and ready.

She was beautiful in her slumber. Upon her forehead was a gold uraeus, a crown of ancient Egyptian royalty, consisting of a cobra and a vulture's head. Black braided hair about her shoulders, adorned in golden clasps and beads. Her dress was of typical Egyptian style. A silk linen dress with golden silk in places. Royal jewels around her neck, arms and fingers. A true vision of Earth's Ancient Egyptian times.

This would've been an astounding moment, except for the fact she was laying a goa'uld sarcophagus.

"Jack!" Daniel yelled.

"What?"

Daniel pointed to the inscriptions on her sarcophagus. Jack rolled his eyes and decided to humor him, not that he felt it was an appropriate time to.

"So does it say who our friend is then?"

"It says who she is," he paused and looked at them gravely, "It says that this is Isis."

The Goa'uld had adopted earth's ancient Egyptian culture, turning themselves into their gods. And it looked like this one was going to be no exception. Not that they had actually come across a good goa'uld, except for the Tokra, they would always be the only exception.

"Blast her."

"Wait Jack."

"What? She's clearly a goa'uld, probably won't be too happy to see us, so let's take her out."

"Think Jack, We have an ancient goa'uld here, unconscious, and for all purposes, our prisoner. We could keep her locked up and learn from her."

"Daniel, my boy, do you remember Hathor? The one who tricked the SGC and almost made monkeys out of us?"

Daniel sighed and threw his hands in the air and turned back to the inscriptions. Skaara was looking in on this Isis, who he had spent a majority of his life believing was one of his gods. She was a beauty, as the legends had said. But she was really just a goa'uld. A parasite who would just dominate and control. Yet the boy found he could not take his eyes off her.

Her eyes opened and flashed. Skaara was pulled back by Jack. Teal'c kept his staff ready , and Jack aimed. Slender fingers gripped the side of the sarcophagus. Isis rose upright and looked slowly from one person to another. She spoke, obviously ancient Egyptian, Jack instinctively looked to Daniel.

"What is she yapping about?"

"She has asked where is her Tokra?"

Her Tokra? Surely this was just another goa'uld trick. Her eyes flashed and she bowed her head. A second later she raised her head again, her eyes seem almost human. She held up her hands. She motioned to be allowed to get out of the tomb.

"Are you Tokra?"

She had asked them in perfect English though with an accent. Daniel frowned and consulted the scripts around where they stood.

"You know our language then?" Carter asked.

"I am familiar with the language of the tau re." She looked about the room. "I have heard many voices and many tongues across the ages I have slept."

Jack screwed his face up, a little confused by her. One minute she was all eyes a flashing goa'uld, next minute she's using a normal voice and speaking English. Was she Old Tok'ra or was she doing a Hathor and pretending?

"Why were you locked in there?" Daniel asked her.

She tilted her head a little. Her braids tipped in golden beads shifted and hung down. It was like it took a few seconds for her to digest the words.

"I did not agree with my brothers and sisters." She answered calmly with her heavy accent. She spied her surroundings. The temple had aged and she had not. She was as the day she'd been locked in her sarcophagus. She turned on the spot, taking everything in.

"Not so much movement missy."

Jack and Teal'c had been keeping their weapons on her. The only one who had notice Skaara staring had been Daniel. She was a pretty creature after all. Her white and gold dress rustled a little as she moved.

"Isis, or whoever you are," Jack started, "who are your brothers and sisters."

"Those that you call the goa'uld. Those who chose to not live in harmony with their hosts."

"And you just happen to choose to?"

"Of course." She smiled. "If it was not for me, my symbiote could not exist, and she respects me for that. She, as I, does not believe one or the other should be the dominate being."

"Jack…"

Jack waved Daniel off again. Daniel rolled his eyes and Sam shook her head. The inscriptions on the wall near by claimed she had an association with the beginning of the Tok'ra. Jack was doing his usual move-and-I'll-shoot thing. Sam shoved past Jack and approached her.

"Are you Tok'ra?"

Isis smiled. She bowed her head.

"Do my Tok'ra live?"

"Yes."

Jack tapped Sam on the shoulder and grimaced at her.

"How about saving the girl talk for later and we get ourselves, and her, out of here. You can resume the niceties when she's in lockdown."

Jack made for her to move forward with his gun still held up she seemed to understand. She followed the blonde woman and the younger man. They entered the gate room after a long walk. The one with the glasses pushed the symbols in order and the gate opened. It had been a long time since she had seen it. She was told to move again. She picked up the front of her dress and walked through.

"Colonel O'Neill, what is this?" Hammond demanded as they came out into the SGC gate room. He spied the stranger suspiciously.

"General, she claims to be Tok'ra. But we found her locked up in her own sarcophagus."

"Did she explain why?"

"She says she was locked up by the goa'uld for being Tok'ra and all the rest. Listen, I think she go in lockdown. Until we know her deal."

Hammond was inclined to agree. This could be a goa'uld trick. He would of course get Jackson to call on the Tok'ra for some kind of confirmation.

"Take her down to an isolated cell, post guards. Jackson, I want you to confirm anything she has said with the Tok'ra, Carter will help you."

Daniel and Sam nodded and walked away. Four soldiers, along with Teal'c, escorted this Isis woman away. She did not complain, or struggle. She bowed her head to O'Neill and to Hammond and allowed herself to be led away into the complex. Skaara stepped up next to Jack and saluted Hammond. Hammond smiled at the boy's enthusiasm.

"What do you think?" he asked the boy. Skaara had once been a goa'uld once before and might be able to shed some light.

"The goa'uld are tricksters yes, but they do not let their host shine through as she does. In my experience, I was forced back helpless, I could not speak or think without it knowing and hurting me. She seemed to go back and forth quite easily. Like Tok'ra."

"Do you think she's who she says she is?"

"I cannot say for sure. It is best we ask Tok'ra of their history as you have done. The goa'uld are liars, and Tok'ra must surely have ways of proving her story true or false."

Hammond nodded impressed by the boy's clear headedness and caution.

"Dismissed."

Jack and Skaara nodded and watched as the older man left them. Jack had seen the way Skaara had looked at the girl. She didn't seem much older than he was. But she was, for the time being, an enemy under lock and key until proven or shown otherwise. Either way for the kid's first day on the job it wasn't a total disaster.