Daniel Jackson's office was usually off limits to everyone except the SG1 team and there was no exception due to the investigation. Col Mitchell had ordered the office sectioned off and no one was to enter until further notice. However his orders unfortunately were not carried out immediately. One of the cleaning crew not aware of what had happened previously with Dr. Jackson the day before took upon himself to clean up the trash lying on Jackson's floor. Most of the cleaning crew knew that Dr. Jackson kept late hours and usually didn't bother until he went off on missions. The Airman hated his duty, but it was required of all new personnel assigned to the base in a lower class ranking due minor rotating duties as assigned.
The Airman were always informed that any paper picked up must be shredded and disposed of in a classified container. The Airman picked up the usual crumpled paper around Jackson's desk that missed the trash can. After picking up several pieces, the Airman came across some shards of a broken cup. He noticed the tea set sitting on Dr. Jackson's desk and a broken tea cup also. He figured the pieces of the tea cup were nothing and threw them in his container with the rest of the trash. A small puff of smoke unnoticeable to him followed behind him as he left the office. He seemed to be agitated for some reason and traveled to the next room where a female civilian was working. She seemed not to notice him he thought and sneered when she looked up. The female civilian seemed put off by his actions and returned to her work, not giving the Airman another glance. The more he was ignored the more he became frustrated. The smoke moved over him, encasing his whole being. The Airman grabbed the female and thru her against the wall. She tried to escape thru the doorway and he grabbed her hair and threw her hard against the cold floor. She screamed for help and Teal'c seemed to hear her call. He immediately entered the office and saw the Airman about to attack the female with a sharp object. Teal'c grabbed the Airman and he looked confused for a few minutes and began going after the female once again. With one punch, Teal'c knocked him unconscious.
Two guards arrived soon after and Teal'c assisted the female up. Teal'c ordered the guards to place the Airman in the holding area until further notice. Teal'c ushered the female to the infirmary and spoke with Col Mitchell about the attack.
"The Airman seemed not to notice me when attacking the civilian. His attacks against her seemed out of anger. I do not know why. When I questioned the female she said the Airman seemed irritated when he entered her office." Said Teal'c.
"Well, I've spoken with Dr. Lam. She'll be ok, some cuts and bruises, but keep the Airman quarantined Teal'c. That's the second attack on this base in less than two days. I don't think there is any connection but I'll inform Jack about the attack."
"Indeed."
The smoke released the Airman and slid back to Jackson's office. It had been disturbed once again and without it's protector to keep it in check, the Dragon's furry was being released on others as it awaited its next victim. The Dragon was a servant to a long forgotten dynasty, and as an obedient servant it was forced by his masters wizards to become a simple protector in the form of an unnoticeable ceremonial tea set to protect it's masters gold. Its form would remain trapped until released and a protector would exist to contain its natural fury. For thousand and thousands of years it awaited untouched, placed in limbo to guard it's treasure for it's master to return to release it from it's spell. The spell was cast to protect his masters gold and a curse to all those who disturbed its rest. The dragon became lonely and angry after its master never returned. The protector, the Phoenix became its constant companion and contained the Dragons bouts of anger. When the tea set was finally discovered, its curse was incurred and the holders where punished. Their greed for the gold doomed them to be forever its watcher unless released by death for forsaken their task. Now it was mildly free to impose its curse on those who would disturb its rest and pass on thousands of years of repressed anger.
A/N: I rewrote this from scratch. Something was up with my computer so, here's a second version. Please review.