He only continued this for a few moments before he suddenly let go, stepping back with a pained expression. "I am sorry...Samantha. This is not me. I cannot stand to think of what I could have done. Forgive me." He took a deep breath. Then suddenly he bowed his head. When he looked up a moment later, his expression was different, but still apologetic. Sadder.
"Samantha - I am so sorry. We are not ourselves. That we could behave like this, even...changed - it shook us more than anything else."
"Martouf. I'm glad to see you're not surpressed - or were you?" Sam began to relax. "And...I'm...not angry with you. You've been brainwashed I think. The only one who is guilty is Minerva."
"Lantash has not surpressed me at any point, we agreed to conceal that from Minerva. He is no Goa'uld, and no amount of drugs and technology can brainwash into being one." Martouf suddenly began trying to get to something attached to his neck. "We are both grateful that you are not angry."
He gave control back to Lantash, who took hold of the modified memory recall device that was still sitting on their neck. He was strong enough to get his fingers under it and pull it off. He sighed. His expression relaxed and sighed deeply.
"Finally. I can think clearly again!" He looked at Sam, his expression sorrowful. "I apologize for my behaviour. Nothing can ever excuse it. I will do my best to help you and your team escape and then I will return to the Tok'ra. If they will take me again, I will leave on an extended mission and not return in your lifetime. It is the least I can do."
"Lantash - I don't want you to leave! Didn't you hear what I said? That I love you? You and Martouf!"
"Don't! Please, Samantha. Do not do this to me. I know you do not feel for us, you do not have to pretend. I meant what I said. We hold nothing against you, and we will do all that is in our power to help you escape."
Sam got tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry for the way I behaved! I didn't really understand how much you loved me! I thought I could talk to you next day! I didn't think you would leave so quickly - it was my fault, for not being ready to admit my feelings! When I thought the two of you had died, my world collapsed. I spent much time alone, crying, finally realising I would never be happy without you!"
Lantash looked at her, this time listening and starting to believe. "You love us? Really?" He still looked unconvinced.
"Yes, silly. I love you." She quickly stepped to him, putting a hand on his arm. "Very much." She embraced him.
Incredibly relieved, Lantash put his arms around her and clutched her to him hard. "My Samantha!" He kissed her lovingly on the top of her head. Sam snuggled close to him. Neither wanted to let go.
Sam looked at him and he smiled, then kissed her. Sam kissed him back. "Sweet Lantash. You have no idea how happy I am to have found the two of you. That you are ok." She looked nervous and concerned. "How do we get away from Minerva? And how do we free my team?"
"Minerva believes I am her fateful servant. We will use that. We will stay her for the time she expects it will take me to get information from you. Then I will report you died and if I should put you in the sarcophagus. I expect she will not care if you live or die, as long as it appears as if I have the information. You can then stay here until I get the Jaffa away from the holding cells, and then you can go and free the others. I have something to settle with Minerva before we leave. We cannot allow her to stay alive and do something like this to other Tok'ra - or anyone else."
"I agree. You must be careful, Lantash." Sam looked worried. "I can't loose you when we have only just found each other."
"You will not loose me." He looked pleased. "She is convinced of my loyalty. There is nothing to fear."
"Do you have a weapon I can borrow?"
"I only have the hand device, which I was going to use to torture you." He winced. "I can probablyget my hands on a zat'nik'tel."
"Good." Sam smiled. "However, you can't make Minerva think you got the information from me this quickly. I am very hard to break, you know. All Tau'ri are. It must take at least an hour or two. I have an idea what we can do until then." She smiled mysteriously - and naughtily.
"Sounds interesting. Martouf and I are very interested." He threw his arms around her and kissed her passionately. She responded with equal fervor. Soon he lifted her up and carried her to the bed.
It was several hours later when Sam stretched luxuriously and sat up in bed. Martouf was lying beside her and woke up when she moved. He smiled at her.
"Awake, my dear?" He looked hungrily at her.
"Yes - and wanting you again."
"I could easily be convinced..." He sighed. "Regretfully we will have to wait until another is, unfortunately, time to go and inform Minerva of my - or rather Lantash's - progress. You must stay here and pretend to be dead." He kissed her and crawled out of bed, dressing quickly. He dipped his head.
" I will make sure to get a zat'nik'tel and deliver to you." He looked at her with love in his eyes. "My sweet, wonderful Samantha. Do not worry. Everything will be allright. I promise you, Martouf and I will be careful. We love you very much and we intend to make you our mate."
"I will hold you to that - and I love you too - both of you."
After stealing a zat'nik'tel and bringing it to Sam, Lantash hurried to Minerva's throne room where she was currently eating a lavish dinner while watching slaves perform for her. She looked at Lantash when he entered.
"What news of the Tau'ri female?"
"She is dead - I have not yet placed her in a sarcophagus. Do you wish me to?"
"Depends. Did you get the information?"
"Yes, she told me everything. It was most pleasant to extract the information from her - as was the pleasure I took from her body later."
Minerva laughed. "I would not have thought you had it in you. Perhaps you shall soon be allowed to visit my bed. Actually, I think you shall be invited tonight."
"Thank you, my Lord Minerva. The pleasure I got from a mere Tau'ri female will be nothing compared to what is achieved - for both of us - when one is a goddess like you."
He related the false information he and Sam had come up with to tell Minerva. It was such that it sounded believable. Minerva looked pleased and Lantash left. Tonight he would get his chance to kill her!
