CHAPTER SEVEN
1800 HOURS
"Jack?" Janet asked, poking her head into his office.
"Eeyeah," he said, finishing typing a report on his laptop. He looked up at her.
"Tawna is up and walking around now. I ran every test I could think of. She is no more a threat to this base or this planet that you or I," She replied.
"Good," he said. "What's she doing now?"
"Oh, I'm not sure," she replied. "Last I saw her, she was talking to Tea'lc."
"Talking? To Teal'c?" Jack asked.
"Well, needless to say, he couldn't understand her, but she communicated to him in some way," Janet shrugged. "Teal'c said it was something about the bracelet she had. I've a feeling she's looking for Daniel."
Daniel sat back in his chair, putting his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. He had been studying the charms on Tawna's anklet for over two hours and out of the total of 25 symbols attached to the small golden chain, he was only able to decipher two. One looked similar to that of the Ancients and the other, similar to the Nox.
Daniel opened his eyes and saw Tawna by the doorway peering in, her long black hair falling over her shoulders, her black dress sweeping the tops of her feet, her dark purple eyes innocently snooping like a four-year-old's.
"Din E ael'r aoe?" Daniel asked, sitting forwards. Can I help you?
She smiled. "Teal'c tolh le aoe aih la blidelen." Teal'c told me you had my bracelet
"Aes, E aire bin stehena et," yes, I have been studying it he replied, beckoning for her to come closer. She approached his side slowly, glancing at all the archaeological finds cluttered around the room. He continued to speak in her language. "Do you remember what any of these symbols mean?"
"No, I am sorry, I do not," she replied. "All I remember is that I like it. I like it a lot and it has sentimental and important value to me."
Daniel hesitated for a moment. "Tawna?" he asked, and continued after a short pause. "What did you mean what you considered you and the Goa'uld 'sisters'?"
Tawna was taken aback for a moment. "Do not call her a Goa'uld!"
Daniel recovered quickly. "I'm sorry…why did you mean when you said you and Say'ta were sisters?"
Tawna looked down at the floor, and slowly walked around Daniel's desk, running her fingers over its surface, absentmindedly glancing around the room. She bit her lip and blinked a few times and looked up at the ceiling. "We were sisters," she said. "I may not remember where I come from or what I have experienced but I do remember the love I had for the only sister I was ever given."
Daniel, now realizing the immense mental strain that Say'ta's death was putting on Tawna's mind, decided to slightly change the subject and rose from his seat and walked around his desk to her, turning her around to face him. "On the way back from the city that we found you, why did you say that you knew me?"
Tawna thought for a moment. "I don't know. I do know you…from somewhere…but I don't know where. I've never met you before but I know you. It's an odd feeling," she replied. "You feel the same way, don't you?"
Daniel then sensed something he'd never sensed before. A tickling feeling in the back of his mind, as if someone stuck a feather to his brain and never stopped moving. He could feel small warm hands moving through his mind, peeling away hidden layers of secrecy.
"You have been through a lot," she said, and walked over to the doorway, the pricking feeling in Daniel's head stopping abruptly. She turned back only for a moment. "We have a lot in common…"
"What do you mean?" Daniel asked, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Leve onla isds v'lol aoe mainet taends aoe din ainhle," she said, and left the room, walking down the hall. Life only asks from you what it thinks you can handle