Daniel Jackson walked back into his cluttered office, still wondering how he was going to get through all the work he had to do. It was getting harder and harder to keep on top of everything as more worlds were explored and more artifacts and inscriptions found. He'd been meaning to speak to General Hammond about getting some much needed help, but, like everything, it was buried in the list of the many other things he had to do.

Sitting down at his desk, Daniel ran his hands through his hair, noticing it had grown a little bit longer than he cared to keep it these days. He would have to see to that soon, else he'd never hear the end of the Colonel's teasing about his 'girly hair'. Not that it was really that long, but Jack didn't need much of a reason to pay out on him.

Glancing at his cell, Daniel noticed he had a missed call, though it wasn't a number he recognised. He called his voicemail, eyes widening some at the voice in the message. There was a name he hadn't heard in a long time. Just hearing her voice made his heart beat faster and his palms sweat. She sounded extremely panicked, though Daniel knew it had to be something pretty major for her to call him after all these years, citing she wasn't able to trust anyone else. Daniel wrote down the number she left before hanging up and dialling.

******

Kaitlyn tapped her foot nervously, wanting to get the hell out of here. Once she was on a plane, she'd feel better. The phone in her hand rang then. Thank god. Kaitlyn swallowed, trying to get rid of the dryness in her throat.

"Hello?" she asked hopefully, even though she knew it could only be Daniel.

"Kaitlyn? H-hi…it's Daniel. What's going…?"

"Daniel!" she interrupted in loud whisper. "Please, wherever you are, I need to leave right now. I don't want to say anything over the phone. I don't know who might be listening but I don't have much time!"

"Whoa, Kaitlyn, slow down. What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

"No, no I'm fine. At least for now."

"For now? What do you mean? What's going on?"

"Look, I can't talk about it here." She paused for a minute, looking around her. "All I can say is…we found something. You were right, Daniel. Your theories were right. Please, tell me where you are. I have to get out of here. I'm being followed and they're probably not far behind me."

Daniel raised his eyebrows. "Uh…is anyone else with you? Dr Jordan? Steven?"

"No…it's a long story, Daniel. I'll tell you everything when I get there…wherever there is."

"Ah…OK, well I'm in Colorado Springs, but..."

"Fine, I'll be on the next plane to Denver."

"Kaitlyn, wait…"

"Daniel, I have to go. I'm sorry, I can't explain right now. Please, just trust me. I'll call you when I get to Denver." Looking up, Kaitlyn thought she spotted Steven coming through the airport. "Shit…" she hissed. "Daniel, I have to go. They're here," and with that, ended the call.

"Kaitlyn!" Daniel protested, but was met with a busy signal, before shutting his own phone. "Crap…" and tossed it onto his desk. Kaitlyn had found something that proved his theories correct? A few years too late, he thought, laughing almost sadly to himself. He already knew that, but of course, the outside world didn't. Daniel wondered what she could've found. Knowing that Kaitlyn had a doctorate in Ancient Egyptian culture, it was most likely an inscription or artifact, that even more likely was Goa'uld. He'd have to let General Hammond know what was possibly on its way. Daniel was eager to see what it was Kaitlyn had found, because, if it was what he thought it was, things were going to get even more interesting.

"Daniel Jackson, General Hammond would like to see SG-1 in the briefing room," a deep voice said, interrupting his thoughts.

Daniel turned to see Teal'c hovering in his doorway. "Ah OK, I'm coming. I need to speak to him anyway," and with that, grabbed a notebook and pen and followed Teal'c up to the briefing room where General Hammond, Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter were already waiting.

General Hammond opened his mouth to speak, however Daniel knew this couldn't wait until after the briefing.

"Uh, General? With your permission, I have somewhat urgent news I'd like to discuss before we begin."

"OK, Dr Jackson. What is it?"

"I had a rather disturbing phone call a few minutes ago from a former colleague back in Chicago. She seems to have stumbled onto something that I think may be of Goa'uld origin. I can't be certain, but she said they'd found something, that my theories had been right and that someone was after her for it?"

"Who is she?"

"Dr Kaitlyn Richards. She was also a student of my archaeology professor, David Jordan, though Dr Jordan isn't with her and neither is Steven, one of the other archaeologists. It all sounded very strange…"

"So where is she now?" Jack interrupted.

"On her way to Colorado. She hasn't told me what it is they've found but she sounded terrified when she called me earlier. She said she was being followed and she couldn't trust anyone else." Daniel turned to look at General Hammond. "Sir, Kaitlyn isn't the type to not trust people. Someone she knows has betrayed her. I'd like to talk to her and see what it is she's found and who's after her. If it is Goa'uld, I'd rather it be here at the SGC than anywhere else.

"Agreed. When is she due here?"

"She's going to call when she arrives in Denver and give me more of an idea when she'll be in Colorado Springs. Sir, I know Kaitlyn. This is big…but we can trust her. She was one of the only ones who believed in my theories."

Hammond nodded "OK, Dr Jackson, you have a go but be sure to proceed with extreme caution. I want her brought to the SGC but kept under guard in the guest quarters. Tell her only what she needs to know. Is that clear?"

"Yes, sir."

"SG-1, I'm postponing your next mission until we get to the bottom of this. If there is a Goa'uld artifact out there, we don't want it falling into the wrong hands."

The team nodded in agreement.

"Dismissed." The members of SG-1 dispersed, heading out of the briefing room.

"Want me to drive?" Jack offered as they made their way out.

"Uh…that's OK, Jack. I'll be fine."

"OK, you can drive. I'll ride shotgun."

"Jack, if it's alright with you, I'd prefer to go alone."

"Well it's not alright with me, Daniel. If she was being followed and there's a potential situation here, you'll need back up."

Daniel sighed. There was no point arguing. Jack had made up his mind. "Fine. You can drive."

O'Neill grinned, satisfied, patting Daniel on the back on the way out. "Swell, let me know when you're ready."

Carter gave Daniel a sympathetic look. "Anything I can do, Daniel?"

"Not at the moment but thanks," he said, giving her a smile.

"I will be of assistance as well if you require, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c offered.

"Appreciate that, T." Daniel headed back down to his office and flopped into his chair. All he could do now was wait.