Chapter 9: The Source

Reed loosened his grip on Dr. Frasier, under the promise that she wouldn't struggle against him. The minute he let go of her the minute the others could fire, and it wasn't a chance he was willing to take. Not that there was much hope anyway. Whether he died now or lived forever, he made the decision to end his career when he took Dr. Frasier hostage and left the SGC.

The smell of the garlic sickened him, but he managed to suppress the urge to vomit. Colonel O'Neill's orders were for Graves and the others to stay by the gate, while Reed made his way for the rendezvous point. Levine and Cooper both followed closely, weapons out and ready to use.

"I hope you two aren't planning on trying anything," He growled his warning.

"We're in the same boat as you are," Levine pointed out as casually as if they were walking in a park. "We're just following to make sure you don't hurt the doctor."

"Fair enough."

Doctor Frasier was unsure what to say. She had been in hostage situations before, most of them right at the base. And she had faith in Col. O'Neill and the others. All she had to do was remind herself of how many times she owed her life to SG-1 and she could remain calm.

She decided to pass the time, focusing on the new world. One of the benefits of working in the SGC was actually getting to travel to alien worlds once in a while. But after the numerous worlds and all of their strange and sometimes daunting environments, Dr. Frasier had never been to one as dark as this before. The sounds of insects reminded her of the camping trips she'd taken her adopted daughter on in the past.

Suddenly, the thought made Frasier want to fight, and she had to crush the feelings of panic welling up inside her. She trusted SG-1.


Major Carter stood beside Cyan at clearing between some large rocks, where the colonel said they were to meet. Col. O'Neill, Doctor Jackson, and Teal'c took up positions behind the rocks, ready to jump into action when the moment was right.

"We do not have to do this," Cyan said. Her position changed in the last few hours, and now she was the one trying to persuade Carter not to risk her life.

"Cyan, this only proves that you are still human," Carter pointed out. "You've expressed concern over our lives, and the lives of others ever since I met you. The risk to my life is no greater than the risk to yours. If my plan works, than you'll survive and live on as a human being. If it doesn't, then we could both die anyway. Either way, I can't just go back to Earth knowing that I placed the value of my life over yours. That's what makes me human too."

Cyan smiled warmly.

"I hope we can make more of this friendship Samantha. If you and your friends are an example of life on Earth, then perhaps leaving this world wouldn't be such a bad idea."

"I promise you Cyan, if this plan works out the way I hope, I'll show you everything."

The sound of footsteps drew near. Carter wished she hadn't lost her night vision goggles so long ago. She pointed her flashlight in the direction of the sound, and recognized the white reflective cloth of Dr. Frasier's lab coat.

Cyan could feel the presence of three of her own as they drew near. Since the others were clearly afraid of her, she assumed that these three were all members of SG-14. Reed stopped about six feet from Carter and Cyan.

"Evening Sam." Major Levine's voice was clear and calm. He stood to the right of Lt. Reed while Cooper stood to the left. "Nice night for a walk, huh?"

"Major Levine?" Carter asked, confused.

"Its okay," he replied. "We're just here to make sure Reed doesn't step out of line."

"So long as I get Cyan, everything will be just fine," Reed promised.

"I do not want any more people to suffer," Cyan said, holding out her hands. "Do as you will with me."

Cyan took a step towards Reed. Feeling her draw towards him at a slow pace, Reed became impatient. Quickly he threw Janet to the side and advanced. That's when the darkness lit up with the dim yet powerful glow of the zat blast.

O'Neill stepped out of the shadow of the rock and held the zat towards M. Levine and Lt. Cooper. They pocketed their weapons to show they meant no harm.

"Nice to see you again gentlemen," O'Neill said, lowering the zat.

"Likewise Colonel O'Neill." Lt. Cooper responded.

Reed got to his feet slowly, only stunned by the zat, but determined to kill Cyan. Without wasting another minute, Cyan turned to Carter, who tilted her head back and removed the gauze. Cyan cleared the space in one step, and sank her teeth into Carter's neck. As the first mouthful of blood touched her throat, the effect was instant.

Reed, Cooper, and Levine screamed as a pain unlike any they had ever experienced, spread through their body like wildfire. The men dropped to the ground and began to writhe, just as the sounds of the other vampires began to join in one bone rattling sound.


A group of vampires was gathering near the cave. SG-8 dropped one after the other, until the last of them began to scream. They writhed on the ground shrieking in pain. One tumbled forward into the cave.

Doctor Clark pulled out her bottle of garlic spray and unloaded the last of it onto the vampire's exposed skin. Burns covered the skin and it began to break apart, releasing the bacteria infested blood.

"God, someone light a match!" Graves remarked.

"What's going out there?" Lt. Fields wondered.

"Something must have happened to the original vampire," Doctor Clark suggested. "Since speaking to Major Levine I suspected that anything that happened to the source would also effect the others. That's why she was able to rescue Major Carter before, they were afraid to go near her."

"Well, whatever it is its doing the trick," Graves radioed O'Neill. "How's it going Jack? You need any assistance?"

"Negative, we'll be there shortly. Radio Hammond and tell him that we have SG-8 minus Doctor Murray and Doctor Frasier safe and sound. We're going to need medical teams for SG-8 and Major Carter."

"You got it. Fields, dial out."


Cyan had to force herself to pull back. The pain inside her was like acid eating away at her veins. Her thought process suspended as she was reduced to the screaming in anguish like the others.

Trying to tune out the sound of the screaming, Frasier went to Carter's side to staunch the flow of blood from her neck. Carter was too weakened to even reach for the healing device. Fortunately O'Neill had more gauze and bandages in his first aid kit. Doctor Jackson went to Cyan's side and held her as she thrashed about. Teal'c remained wary, lest Reed, Levine or Cooper decided to attack.

Then, as suddenly as it started, Cyan stopped writhing. A wave of silence swept throughout the landscape. SG-8 lay on the ground, motionless, eyes opened and skin pale. Doctor Frasier went from person to person checking pulses.

"I'm not getting anything," she reported.

She went to Cyan last and checked the wrist and throat. Just as she was about to conclude another loss, she felt something. It was weak at first, but slowly, and steadily, a Cyan's pulse started to return.

"That's strange..."

"What?" Dr. Jackson asked, confused. When Doctor Frasier went to check the others again, he placed his fingers on Cyan's wrist and also noticed the rising pulse. He also noticed, to some amazement, that her chest began to rise.

Reed, Levine, and Cooper all began to show normal pulses. Their breathing returned at a slow and steady pace, and the life started to return to their eyes. But they were very week.

"Graves," O'Neill called.

"Graves her sir."

"We're going to need some help getting our people back to base. Don't worry about the vampires, I think we've seen the last of them."

"Yes sir."

Carter's gaze was weak from the loss of blood, but she looked over at Cyan, and smiled. Cyan's first few breaths were painful, having drawn very little oxygen for over three thousand years. But she took each breath gladly and without complaint.


A/N: I hope this was as good as everyone thought it would be. I might write a short follow up later on, but for now, I'm grateful that I actually followed through with a long project, right to the end.

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