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Missing Pieces

Freyja stared at the thing, Anubis. He called her Samantha, the name sounded familiar, it almost sounded right. A flurry of images ran though her mind. A room with a table, she stared across it at a man dressed in a blue uniform... she shivered as she curled up next to the same man as they slipped away... standing in a blue dress and veil while he stammers... holding his hand while along spike pinned him to the wall. Her voice broke as she asked him to trust her... the pain as he walked away from her after harsh words... resting her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her. "Sleep Captain, that's an order."

Anubis smiled coldly. "Ah, you remember now, don't you? Good. You will help me build these." Stepping down off of the dias, he moved closer and manipulated the controls. "And you will begin now."

Freyja studied the plans, confused, trying to decipher what he wanted her to build. She didn't understand all of it but Freyja knew it wasn't good.

The knowledge she could do this scared Freyja to the core. "If you really want me to do this, you'll let me sleep and begin tomorrow. I have been marched all over this planet, and I need some food and a bed, or I might just blow us all up."

"I had heard you were strong, but to see it." Laughing, his,leper like finger brushed her cheek. "Maybe I will make you my queen when I rule the universe. You are beautiful, and strong enough."

He motioned to the Jaffa standing nearby. "Take her to away, bring her a meal and the plans. That way, if she can't sleep, she can study them." His mouth twisted in a parody of a grin.

Knowing fighting would get her nowhere, Freyja allowed herself to be led away.

The Stargate began dialing and Walter's voice boomed over the PA system. Immediately, Jack stood, rushing into the control room. "Whose calling, Walter?" he asked, leaning over the Sergeant's shoulder.

"SG-2 dialed the gate so Major O'Neill could talk to you." Walter looked over his shoulder at the General.

Jack pushed the button on the microphone. "Thanks Lou, for dialing. Go ahead, Jon."

"Jack, we managed to locate the facility and most of SG-3. They got ambushed before they could enter the facility. Janet and Reynolds were separated from the others when we tried to rescue them from the Jaffa. The young woman leading SG-3 to the facility was captured and taken away by the Jaffa. " Jon stopped and cleared his throat. "And, it seems that there's a clone of Ba'al half cooked, and one of Sam running around."

"Okay, Jon." Then he stopped. "What! A clone of Carter? How on Earth did that happen, and when?" Jack's tone was sharp.

"Ah, we're not sure. There were holes in the information on the computer." Jon sounded nervous.

"Well, you had better get back there and find out how, and why, there's a duplicate of my wife running around."

"We'd like to, Jack, but the place is a pile of rubble. When we accessed the facility, it initiated a self destruct."

Jack sat back. "Well, do what you can to locate Janet and Reynolds, but you need to get to those motherships. The Rebel Jaffa should be in orbit in the next few hours with the Asgard not far behind, none of them are happy campers. So, it's my guess Anubis won't be staying for the end of this party. I want the half grown Ba'al destroyed. The snake is gone and I'd like to keep it that way."

Taking an unsteady breath, Jon asked, "Sam's clone as well?"

"No, bring her home if she's willing or not. We need to know when and how Ba'al created her. Also, if she shared any information with Ba'al or Anubis."

Jon voice was resigned. "All right, Jack. I'll let you know if anything changes. SG-1 out."

"Watch your back Jon, Gracie wants you to come home."

Jon's laughter came over the radio. "Tell her hello for me."

Shutting off the comm link, Jack exhaled loudly. "Hold down the fort, Walter. I need to tell Sam that she's not alone in the world any longer."

Janet woke with a start and immediately looked over at Reynolds. He was still awake watching the sun slide up over the edge of the surrounding mountains.

With a smile he turned to her. "Morning, shall we eat our Powerbars and get moving? We'll head back to the village and hope we can locate Jon and his team."

Panic clawed at Janet as she locked her fingers onto Reynolds vest. "No, we need to rescue Freyja! There are things locked away in her mind, we can't leave her in the hands of a Goa'uld. Freyja has access to Sam's memories, not fully, but one of those Goa'uld memory devices might be able to unlock the rest of them. Reynolds, we have to get her out."

Tugging her hands free, Reynolds wrapped them in his own. "I know your worried about her Janet, but we can't free her alone. We'll need help. I don't even have a weapon. What are we going to do against all those Jaffa?"

Janet sighed heavily. "You're right. We can eat on the run."

Reynolds got to his feet and offered Janet his hand. "Let's go."

Jon led his motley crew through the trees toward the motherships. His eyes constantly scanning for signs of Jaffa patrols. Lifting his hand he signaled everyone to stop. He lowered his body as he moved to the edge of the hill and looked over the edge. Kull warriors and Jaffa stood guard outside the entrance to the largest ship. Moving slowly he returned to where the others waited.

He had fiished relaying the information to Daniel and the other's when a stick snapped behind them. Everyone reacted at once. Daniel shoved Vala to the ground; she protested, but fell quiet when the sounds came closer. Grasping his P90, Jon swiveled around to face whatever threat presented itself while the rest of SG-3 took up defensive positions around him.

Two figures emerged from the brush and halted at the sight of all the guns and staff weapons pointed at them. "Whoa, don't shoot us. We're unarmed," Reynolds said as he blocked Janet from their line of sight.

"Reynolds, that you?" Voice low, Jon squinted towards into the forest.

"Yep, and the Doc too." The two emerged from the trees, Reynolds hand wrapped with Janet's as he tugged her behind him.

Daniel and Jon kept their weapons trained on the pair.

Vala shoved Daniel off of her and got to her feet brushing the leaves and debris from her clothing. She studied Reynolds and Janet for a moment before crossing the clearing despite Daniel and Jon's warnings. She smiled at Reynolds before she stomped on both of the newcomers feet, hard.

Reynolds face held a strange expression.

Janet on the other hand demanded, "Why did you do that?"

Shrugging her shoulders, Vala explained. "Qetesh used to test her slaves that way to see if they carried a Goa'uld. Some of the other System Lords used masked symbiotes to spy on each other. Of course, it was much more effective when the slaves have bare feet and your wearing massive spiky heels.

Clearing his throat, Jon glared. "Moving along. Our orders are to get to Anubis' motherships, find the Sam Carter clone, and toast the Ba'al clone."

"Freyja." Janet interrupted.

"What?" Jon's head whipped around, and he stared confused.

"Freyja, the woman who lead us to the facility. She's a clone of Sam, but there's no way, she'd pass for Sam. Ba'al, and now Anubis, must have other plans for her or her brain. Her memory is sketchy and she doesn't even know she is Sam. If we don't hurry, they might kill her when they find out."

Jon looked down at the motherships. "Okay campers, gather around, I have a plan."

Jack stood outside his quarters, unsure how to explain to Sam she'd been cloned without her knowledge. Stepping into their empty room, Jack made a quick scan and spied the note.

Jack

Cassie called early this morning. She needs a shoulder to cry on, her boyfriend dumped her last night. Janet's still offworld, so I'm going over there with some chocolate chunk ice cream.

Sam

Jack's gut clenched with fear. Pulling out his phone, he called Sam's cell. Immediately, it went to voice mail. Next, he called Cassie's.

"Hello?" Cassie answered sounding groggy.

Jack tried to keep his voice even and flat but as soon as the words were out he knew he'd failed. "Cass are Sam and Grace there?"

Confusion filled Cassie's voice. "No, why would Sam be here? I thought-"

Not wanting to take the time to explain the whole thing, he cut her off. "It might be nothing, Cass, but if Sam shows up there, have her call me immediately."

"All right," she said sounding unconvinced. "Well, make sure when you can, you explain this all to me." She stopped for a moment and then asked, "Have you heard anything about mom? Does she know when she's coming home yet?"

Jack closed his eyes. "We're not sure. She still has some things to do, but I let you know when I have her ETA."

There was something very rotten with this whole thing, he needed to get Cassie off the phone, so he could try Sam's phone again.

"Talk to you soon." and then Cassie hung up.

Immediately, he pushed the speed dial.

After a few rings, she answered. "Hey Jack, what's up?"

"Sam, honey, I'm gonna need you and Grace to come back to base. Some new issue has come up and I need you here." He wished for a secure line so he could confide his fears.

Without any argument, Sam replied, "As soon as I can turn around, I'll be heading back."

Over the phone line the car revved, and then Jack heard the sound of Sam's phone falling. Then metal scraped against metal.

Sam's panicked voice came over the line sounding distant and tinny."Jack, a black suburban just rammed the car. He's coming at me again. There's nowhere for me to go. I'm about half a mile from the base on that narrow stretch of road."

As he listened, Jack crossed the room grabbing the red phone off the wall and shouted, "Walter send out any available SGC personnel down the road. Colonel O'Neill is in danger. " He quickly relayed what Sam told him, only to stop when he heard her shout.

"I'm loosing control. Jack, help me..." There was another crunch and then silence.

"Sam! Answer me, Sam." Jack closed his eyes as the panic threatened to take over.

Walter's voice brought him back into focus. "General O'Neill, the men are on their way."

Lowering the hand holding the cell, Jack spoke into the other receiver. "Send Brightman too, but don't let her in until the area is secure. I'm on my way to the control room."

Sprinting down the hall, not caring as he knocked people over. Jack burst into the control room. "Any word yet?"

Walter looked up, shaking his head. Each second ticking on the clock put more distance between him and Sam's abductors.

Finally the voice of SG-14 team leader came through the radio. "General O'Neill, we have located the Colonel's car. The area is secure and I have allowed Dr. Brightman to examine your wife. All I know at the moment is that she is alive..."

"What's the problem, Major?" Jack asked, feeling tense and, somehow, he knew what the man was going to say.

"It's your daughter, sir. She's not here. Someone has taken her."

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