Harry Potter and the Alien Reality

by Maestro Hazard

In the graveyard, Voldemort banished Harry to a new universe. Stranded in a reality of technology, adventure, and snake-like aliens that are bent on galactic conquest, Harry will join with a new group to hopefully find a way home. A group called SG-1.

10. Chapter 10: Actions and Reactions

A/N: Hello again people! Welcome to the next installment of Harry Potter and the Alien Reality. Just a quick note before we begin this time. Last chapter had Harry experiencing what amounted to his worst nightmare. There will be repercussions. But, it will be another chance for me to bring in an Atlantis character that I really liked, and set up a few things for the future.

Now, I want to apologize for the long wait. This should NOT happen again. Unfortunately, the reasons for the wait are not changing. I went back to school for a second degree to get a better job, so updates will be sporadic, but, if my past chapters are any example, they will be a minimum of 12,000 words, and now that I am back in the swing of things, I can write more often. So, thanks for the patience, and as long as you keep reading and reviewing, I will keep writing

BEFORE I GET STARTED I NEED TO SAY SOMETHING! I have been checking the reviews, and have noticed that many of them have raised two points. One, Harry is not giving as much help magically as he could, and two, I seem to be rehashing a lot of the Stargate storyline. I wanted to address them both.

First, Harry's magic. I had Sam state that it took VERY careful fine tuning to get the shield system to properly work, so her recreating his spells is going to be a difficult process. I will go over why I am ignoring certain aspects of spellwork when we get to the episode Bane,when Maybourne reappears, but until then, just know that there is a reason why Harry is doing what he is or is not doing for the SGC.

Next the storyline. I have this planned through the end of Stargate Atlantis, but there has been some issue raised about my rehashing of the storyline. Well, I have a reason for that. In every alternate reality we have seen in Stargate, events happen that parallel the main show, from Apophis attack to the Ori. So, even with the inclusion of new people, tech, and allies, I see that after the death of Ra and the rediscovery of Earth by Apophis, the main events of SG-1 WILL happen. Harry being there won't change the timeline. What will change, is the response of Earth, SG-1, and their allies to those events. And those responses may have impact on later timeline events. Small things change, leading to big changes down the line, and compared to some things in the SG universe, such as the Goa'uld reign over the galaxy, Harry hasn't been around that long. Stick with me and give it time, and I will take us into an entirely new direction, even a brand new storyline or two, but we just haven't got there yet.

Peace and Out,

Pwn Master Paladin

Chapter Ten: Actions and Reactions

Harry was in darkness, something was surrounding him, blocking off his airflow. He thrashed and thrashed, voices from the outside making him think that he had been captured by someone, the shrill ringing in his ears disorienting him. He got his hand free and pointed at the source of the noise. "Reducto!" A blast of energy flew from his hand and the voices and noises stopped. He made his way free from whatever was holding him, grabbing his glasses, only to see Daniel had rushed into his room and was staring at something on Harry's left. He turned, seeing the remains of his alarm clock, and a giant hole through the first part of the wall. "Um…oops?"

Daniel just sighed, before sitting down on the bed while Harry straightened himself out. "The wall this time Harry? That's the second clock this week, first time for the wall though. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just nightmares."

"It's not nothing Harry. And it's not just nightmares either. A broken clock I could handle, but two in a week and the wall?"

Harry sighed himself, rubbing he bridge of his nose. "I know. Let's get to work, we don't have a mission today right?"

"No, just a paperwork day for me."

"Alright. I'll spend the day in Kelnorim with Teal'c. Maybe that will help."

"Fine. But one more outburst like this and I'm going to be speaking with General Hammond. And before you go meditating, talk to Siler and see if he can come over sometime to fix this. It will be coming out of your pay." Harry smiled then raised his hand, sending a repairing charm at the wall, fixing it. The clock had a few pieces completely destroyed though, so it stayed broken. "Or you could just do that."

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After Daniel started on his paperwork, Harry headed to Teal'c's room, only to find the Jaffa missing. Heading down to the gym, he found Jack and Teal'c in a boxing match. "Hey guys. Who's winning?"

"We have just started Harry Potter. Did you require assistance?"

"I was just going to meditate a bit. I'm just going to get started, get me out when you two are done, yeah?"

"You got it kid. Come on Teal'c, let's see if I can give you a big enough beating that junior has to heal you."

Harry smiled before setting himself in the lotus position, starting to focus on his own thoughts and feelings. Time passed, Harry centering himself and releasing the stress. With no warning though, his thoughts took a darker turn. He found himself seeing the others tortured as he had in the Keeper's virtual world. He found himself restrained again, unable to attack the ones that hurt his friends, unable to defend them. He struggled, and felt a set of phantom arms around him. He struggled against them, forcing his arms free he sent out a concussive wave, knocking the people around him down. He sprang to his feet when something loud broke through his meditation, only to find the last of the weights falling off their holders. He looked around, shocked at the devastation he had unintentionally caused. At a pair of groans he found Jack and Teal'c slowly getting up. "Oh God, are you two alright?"

"Yeah, we will be. What the hell was that? You started thrashing and twitching then when Teal'c and I tried to bring you out of it you blasted us."

"I…I don't know Jack. It's why I was trying to meditate. I sent a reductor at the alarm clock this morning, blew a hole in the wall behind it too."

Jack and Teal'c exchange a look. Unable to read the silent communication between them, Harry just waited. "Alright kid. Clean this place up while Teal'c and I go talk to Daniel. Don't leave until we get back."

"Yes sir."

Harry moved the weights and equipment back to their rightful place, using it as his exercise for the day, only resorting to featherweight charms on what he couldn't lift. After casting a few more repair charms on a couple of broken pieces of equipment, he turned to find not just Jack, Daniel, and Teal'c, but Sam, Orion, Janet, and General Hammond. "Well this can't be good."

"Not really son. Let's head to the briefing room."

The group made their way to the briefing room, Harry knew whatever they were going to say was not going to be to his liking. Sure enough, he was right.

"You're banning me from going off-world?"

"We don't have a choice son. Until you can get these reactions and nightmares under control, I can't allow you to go. Can you swear to me that you won't let whatever has been going on this week happen on a mission where you may be sleeping in close proximity to your team-mates?"

Harry wanted to protest, but knew he couldn't. With a sigh, he slumped back in his chair. "No sir."

"Then it's on base duty only. And to be bluntly honest son, I'm not sure about how to deal with this. Your magic being out of control is a dangerous situation."

"My magic isn't out of control sir, just…agitated. And I feel the urge to use it a lot more lately. The spell choice has been a lot more destructive too. Ever since the damn Keeper pulled out Voldemort's memories."

Jack leaned forward then, sympathy in his eyes. "From what you're saying, whatever is wrong with you has to deal with the memories that the Keeper accessed, or what you saw in that virtual reality, right?"

"Yes."

Jack, Orion, and General Hammond exchanged looks, before Orion spoke up. "Harry, I think you might need some help dealing with these memories. What you are experiencing sounds an awful lot like what spies go through when they have seen things that are beyond horrible. Not quite PTSD, but borderline. We hired a new psychologist to help with any issues that might crop up, Dr. Kate Heightmeyer. She's been fully briefed, though she will probably want you to give a few examples of magic just out of curiosity. Would you be willing to talk to her?"

"Will it help?"

"Couldn't hurt kid."

Harry looked around at the faces of his family, seeing their worry for him. He sighed before nodding his head. He could already tell this was not going to be fun.

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"Nice to meet you Harry. I'm Dr. Heightmeyer. Kate."

"Hello."

"So, you're the boy wizard from another reality?" Rather than respond verbally, Harry pointed his hand at the flowers on her desk, changing them from to a set of violets, then roses of all different colors, then daisies, before finally restoring them. "My goodness. Hearing about it is one thing, but to actually see it…"

"I love magic. Especially being able to show it off."

"But it's your magic that is the reason you're here today. Want to talk about it?"

"I don't know where to begin really."

"Tell me about your experience with the Keeper."

So, Harry began to explain what had happened on P7J-989. The anger at the Keeper for making him see his friends tortured and killed, what he did to try to stop Voldemort before he realized it was all an illusion. As he talked, Dr. Heightmeyer asked questions throughout, getting him to expand on things she didn't understand.

"Well Harry, it seems to me that you were rightly angry at the Keeper, but the level of anger was very high."

"That's because I had Voldemort's memories seeping into my mind."

"Is that the only reason?"

"I think so." She didn't respond, not even writing anything down as she had been before, just staring Harry down. It wasn't an unkind look, but it was one that told Harry she knew he was hiding something. "Pretty sure anyway." The look didn't waver. Harry sighed before slumping back into the pillows on the couch, breaking the stare. "No."

"What else made you so angry about it?"

"That the asshole would use something against me…that I can't prove isn't happening."

"Explain that."

"In the magical world there is a potion called the dreamless sleep potion. It, unlike most of the things in the magical world, does exactly what it says on the tin. It gives whoever drinks it a solid eight hours of restful, dreamless sleep. There is a charm variant, called the Morpheus charm, which is the exact opposite. A forced dream-filled sleep. The caster thinks of a premise, and then lets the victims mind do the rest. It can be broken out of, but only if the dreams are so ridiculous as to be unbelievable. Voldemort could have used that on me. All he would need to picture is a world without magic, and let my mind do the rest. And let me tell you, when you are locked in a cupboard under the stairs for long hours, you tend to have one fantastic imagination. It is the only thing that keeps you sane."

"And you think that this is what could be happening to you?"

"It's possible. Less and less possible as days go by. And if it gets to me being here for one full year I could believe it was real and not a product of my imagination. I would know for sure, as the longest amount of time ever reported taking place inside of a dream filled sleep was 11 months."

"I see. Why do you fear it so much? From what you said you've gained a lot of skills while here. You would have a fair chance against him from what you've told me."

Harry was silent for awhile, not wanting to explain. The two sat, neither making a move or sound as the clock ticked away. Harry had a little laugh to himself, thinking to an outside observer it would look like a scene from a movie or something. He finally looked at Dr. Heightmeyer again and spoke. "My childhood was not the greatest. In fact, I wouldn't wish it on anyone. I spent hours dreaming, imagining, praying, hoping that someday, somehow, I would wake up and find a family that could love me. I eventually gave up on that dream, until I went to Hogwarts. There I found friends, and their family accepted me. But it wasn't my family, it was the family of my friends. It was nothing they did on purpose, but I felt like an outsider sometimes. I wanted a place to belong that was mine. I have it here. I don't want this to be a dream, because if it is, I don't think my mind could handle it. Not after having my dreams dashed before they began so many times, only to now get it."

Dr. Heightmeyer nodded, putting away here equipment. "And that's the root of the problem Harry. At least one of them. I think that if we can deal with that, your issue with your magic and nightmares will be a thing of the past. Unfortunately we are out of time, I have another appointment in 5 minutes. So, I want you to think about what we talked about today. Find a journal, or a notebook, something you can jot notes in, and write down anything you want. Your hopes, your fears, you dreams and nightmares. Bring it in with you next time we meet."

"Can you clear me for off-world travel?"

"I'm sorry Harry, but no. Just because we identified one of the problems, and note I said one, doesn't mean it is resolved. Come back in two days and we will talk again. I won't lie, this isn't going to be a easy battle for you. You can't shoot it, or sling spells at it. But, you work with me, I think you will be a better person, one who can handle anything the world throws at him, by the time we are done."

Harry smiled a bit then. "Guess it was too much to hope for a quick fix easy solution eh?"

"Just a bit."

"See you in a couple of days Dr. Heightmeyer."

"Feel free to call me Kate Harry."

"Thank you, Kate."

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As Harry left, Kate organized her notes and files, waiting for her next appointment. It wasn't another patient as she had implied to Harry, but instead, as the door opened letting the two men in, a private talk. "He's got some issues, I won't lie."

"I know. He was fitting in so well here I didn't even think about him needing anything like this before. From what I know of his childhood though, that alone should have been reason enough to have him see someone." General Hammond sat down in the chair across form her, a weary sigh escaping him as Orion did the same. "What can you tell me, without violating any oaths or privileges?"

"He's not going to be cleared. Not for at least a couple of weeks. We got lucky that this didn't happen on a mission yet. From what he told me it was a lit powder keg. The incident with the Keeper just set it off."

"Understood. Do what you can for him, please. He's like a grandson to me, and SG-1, Orion here, Janet, and Dr. Weir all hold as a close friend/family member. Even if he can never go back off-world, we want him to be alright."

"Yes sir."

"So was I right? PTSD?"

"Luckily Agent Black, no. Acute stress disorder at the worst. But I think that Harry, for all his talents, is a 15 year old boy, with powers that come with great responsibility, memories of a sociopath, and the weight of multiple worlds on his shoulders. If he didn't break I would be worried. The Keeper was just the straw on the camel's back, so to speak. And we can work to get as many of his issues settled as possible now. The most important thing we can do for him now is show him that he's loved. While he is on base, find ways to make him useful. Note that I didn't say feel useful. He is the type of person who has a pathological need to help. Even if it is something that in the grand scheme of things is small, but helps either one of you, or Dr. Jackson, Captain Carter, or Dr. Fraiser, anything that is useful. Because as much as he will need to focus on his issues inside my office, until he is able to control his magic, the last thing we want is him focusing on them outside of them."

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Next Saturday found SG-1 scheduled for a new recon mission to P3R-636, Harry being forced to stay behind. As the last of the team went through the gate, he headed down to the infirmary. Dr. Fraiser could always use a hand with something and at least he would be doing something other than worry. When he got there though, he found Cassandra setting up a chess set by herself in the corner. Intrigued, he decided to speak to her. "Hey Cassandra, what are you doing?"

She looked up and then smiled at Harry. "Hi Harry. Sam and I normally play chess on Saturdays when she is on base. She taught me to play a while ago. Its fun. I know she had a mission today, but setting it up makes me feel closer to her."

Harry nodded, before looking around, to find Janet. "Where's you mom?"

"She's going to get us something to eat."

"Oh, right. Lunch time." Harry sat down next to the girl, not really knowing what to talk about since he hadn't spent a lot of time with her. Lacking anything else to talk about, he pointed to the chess set. "Want to play while we wait?"

"Sure." As Harry moved around to the black side, Cassie made the first move. "So how come you didn't go with Sam and the others? Mom says you normally do."

"There's something wrong with my magic." Harry didn't want to elaborate, but if anything his experiences in either universe had taught him, any female of his acquaintance aside from his Aunt Petunia would ask anyway. Sure enough, as he moved his piece, she did.

"Can't you just not use it?"

"It's not that simple. I've been using it without meaning to, my dreams and nightmares affecting me outside of them. I can't take the risk."

"Oh." The younger girl frowned for a minute at the game board, Harry's experiences with Ron giving him a slight edge against her. Until she made a move Harry never saw coming. "Check."

"What?" Sure enough, Harry had left his king open. He had sent out his pieces attacking, leaving nothing to defend himself. It was mate within three moves. "I give. Want to play again?"

"Yeah."

As they reset the pieces, Harry and Cassandra kept talking, not even noticing when Janet walked back in. It took her clearing her throat to get their attention. "Having fun?"

"Hey Doc."

"Hey Mom! I beat Harry in a game!"

Janet smiled at the frustrated wizard before setting Cassandra's plate in front of her. "Well, looks like you are setting up another. Don't let me stop you."

"I actually came down to see if you need any help anywhere Doc. Being stuck Earth-side is driving me nuts so I'm looking for something to do."

"I'm actually caught up on all my work at the moment Harry. Enjoy the game, relax, kept my daughter out of trouble."

"Mom!" Harry laughed at the indignant look on Cassie's face before sitting down at the white side this time and moving a piece. As they played, Janet watched as they talked and joked, each one winning a game every now and then. She smiled to herself, watching the two bond.

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Harry was in Orion's office, working on reviewing a few reports and filling out a few more with him. Technically Harry shouldn't have been doing this, but General Hammond had given his tactic approval, Harry knowing most of the SGC operations, in some cases better than Orion thanks to his ability with Occlumency to call memories and reports to mind nearly instantaneously. It wasn't quite eidetic memory, but it was close. "You hear anything about Jack and SG-1 Orion? They were supposed to check in today right?"

"Daniel did contact us, said there was a minor misunderstanding when the team came through the gate. He is attempting to negotiate a treaty to resolve it and for more naquadah."

"But I thought the Alpha Site mines had a lot in them? And isn't Dr. Weir in charge of the diplomats?"

"They do. But, some of the more ambitious projects would require a larger amount. If we can make a deal with this planet we could double the amount we get. As for Dr. Weir, Daniel said he had things in hand, and as she is talking to a few NATO nations about the Stargate at the moment, General Hammond is letting him be in charge of it for now."

"Ah. He say how long it would take?"

"No. They can't all be as easy as the Nox negotiations you know. These things take time."

"I guess so. Still wish I could be with them though." With a quick note he finished another report, his last for the day, before standing and stretching. "Well, now that that stuff is out of the way, I'm heading out. You have a lot left?"

"A fair amount. Nothing I can't finish today though."

"So nothing too serious, Sirius?" The stress ball went through the air where Harry had just been, his laughter echoing in the walls as he popped out.

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"So why do you think that you are so afraid of this Harry? Aside from the possibility of it being true?"

"I've imagined finding a family so many times Kate. To lose one now…I don't know. I'm half afraid I would go catatonic, and the other half thinks I would go darker than Voldemort could ever hope to be."

Kate made a few more notes, Harry doing nothing but throwing a ball up and down, not meeting her eyes. With a flash of inspiration, he pulled a few transfigurations on it, and it was suddenly a lot smaller, golden, and flying. He let the Snitch go for a few seconds then reached out and snatched it back. Kate watched for a bit, before she decided to ask a few questions. "What is that Harry?"

"A Golden Snitch. It's a ball from my old world, used in a game called Quidditch."

"And you can just make it without a wand? Is that thanks to Voldemort's knowledge?"

"Kinda. I would have learned how to do this on my own eventually in later transfiguration classes, the wandless part anyone can do with proper practice. Is it something Voldemort would have done? No."

"Why not?"

"It serves no purpose. It doesn't give him any extra power or control, so he disregarded it. It's just for fun."

"So you're saying that he wouldn't have done it."

"Nope."

"And yet you did." Harry missed his catch of the Snitch, the sudden intensity in her voice causing him to look at her rather than the ball. "Do you understand what I am saying Harry?"

"I…I'm not sure honestly."

"You are afraid of this not being real, but in the end, I can't convince you that it is or isn't. The spells and things from your reality that I can't understand mean you will have that doubt. But what I can show you is that you aren't him. You are Harry Potter, not Voldemort."

Harry at in silence for a bit, thinking about what she said. "I used Dark Art spells."

"In defense of yourself and others, nothing more."

"In that virtual reality, I cast spells that would cause pain and death to attack them, just because that idiot Keeper had released the locks I had put in place, and the memories were influencing me."

"His influence. You are not a man who has studied for years and years about ways to control, kill, and cause harm to anyone that gets in your way. You are Harry Potter, a member of SG-1. You show us your magic rather than hiding it so that we can learn from it and protect ourselves. You risk your life to save your friends and family, not to mention people you don't even know. You are so much stronger than I ever was at your age. You could never be like him."

Hearing his own thoughts about his actions from someone outside of his family and teammates drove the point home to Harry. He felt a few tears springing up but held them back, merely nodding his head before snatching his hand out and catching the Snitch. "Thank you Kate. Hearing it from someone else…Thanks."

"You're welcome."

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Walter was seating at the controls with Harry, Orion, and General Hammond behind him. SG-1 was due to report in and Harry wanted to say hi to them. "Receiving another radio transmission with SG-1's code sir."

"Patch it through."

"Mission status remains the same. Need more time to resolve situation diplomatically. Next transmission in 24 hours. Daniel Jackson out." With that, the wormhole closed, not giving Harrry a chance to say anything.

"What the hell? That didn't sound like Daniel at all."

"That's the way it has been going for a few days now Harry. I agree it seems off, but without any proof I can't afford to jeopardize whatever good will Daniel has built."

"Bollocks. Let me go and check it out. I can go invisible and fly through silently if need be."

"I'm sorry son, but Dr. Heightmeyer still hasn't cleared you for off-world travel."

"But I haven't had any problems keeping my magic reigned in days!"

"Nevertheless, until she gives the ok, you are staying on Earth."

Harry was angry at that, and without asking, disapparated, reappearing outside of Dr. Heghtmeyer's office. He didn't hear any voices inside, so he pushed the door open, energy rolling off him. "Kate, why the bloody hell haven't I been cleared to go off-world yet?"

"I am not sure you are ready yet Harry."

"I haven't lost control of my magic for days. I'm more in control of myself, Voldemort's memories are locked up, and thanks to you I've made peace with what I did in the Keeper's machine."

"Are you sure about all of that?"

"You bloody well better believe it! Now sign off on me so I can go see what's wrong with Daniel and the others. Something isn't right, I know it!"

"What does it matter, if they aren't real as you seem to be afraid they aren't?"

"Sod my fear! They are my family, and real as I am. I have to go help them!"

Kate smiled, before pulling a paper out of her desk and signing off on a few things. "That's the right answer Harry." She handed the paper to him, watching as his eyes read that she had authorized him to go through the gate starting tomorrow. "You are ready."

Harry, anger gone, slumped down into the chair next to her. "What changed?"

"You did. The truth is Harry, that until you were able to move past your fear of this reality being nothing more than a dream, nothing could have been resolved. You would have had that nagging fear holding you back, preventing you from growing, and would have probably relapsed into losing control again. Now that you have moved past it, you are ready to get back out there."

Harry clutched the paper tight, getting ready to apparate to the infirmary for Janet to clear him after so much time on-base. "Thanks Kate."

"I still want to see you at least every once and a while, when you are on Earth. And if you ever need anything, my door is open."

"You got it." Harry popped down to the infirmary, scaring Cassandra with his sudden appearance. "Sorry Cassie, you mom in?"

"Behind you Harry." Harry turned, seeing Janet standing behind him, the infirmary thankfully empty. "Something you need?"

"A physical. Kate cleared me, but since I wasn't going off-world I missed my physical check. So as soon as you clear me, I can get back to going on missions."

"Alright, step over there and get ready, I'll be there in a minute."

"Thanks Doc."

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General Hammond looked over the two reports Harry had given him, seeing the young man waiting with barely contained energy. "Alright son. If Daniel's report is the same today as it was yesterday, you can go through, invisible and with one of the new shields that the techs finished with, to figure out what's going on."

"Thank you sir. Shouldn't we get down there? He should be dialing in soon."

"Right you are."

The two made their way down just as the klaxons started going off. As they arrived the wormhole formed. Walter turned to the two, relaying information. "Receiving SG-1 IDC sir. Audio only."

"Patch it through."

"Situation has been resolved peacefully, with access to the naquadah mines and the release of the rest of SG-1. We will be back this time tomorrow, along with a sample of the naquadah to compare to the Alpha Site mines, to see if there are any differences. Daniel Jackson out."

Harry stared as the wormhole disengaged, a little nonplussed at the news that everything had been resolved. "That's good then. Something still seems off about this though."

Orion, having arrived as the transmission began to play, nodded behind the other two. "Harry is right sir. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad we don't have to go in guns blazing, but something is off."

"Agreed. We'll see tomorrow though. Harry, with this message, no need for you to sneak in. You can share the good news about your clearance to go off-world tomorrow.

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Harry and General Hammond watched as Daniel came through, followed by the other members of SG-1, who looked decidedly worse than he did. "What happened to you guys Jack?"

"We had a nice time, Harry. Carter picked up some naquadah. Teal'c made some new friends as usual. Daniel got engaged. And, um, I'm gonna hit the showers."

As they went past, Daniel was twitching in excitement, walking behind Jack and Teal'c, Sam stayed back though, waiting till the others were out of earshot. "Sam, what happened?"

"From day one they had all of us working in their naquadah mines. The leader there had killed the Goa'uld that was in charge and they kept up the charade to avoid the other Goa'uld coming to take over again. They thought we were working for one of them. We tried to escape, but in the process Daniel was injured badly. The princess took him and put him in the sarcophagus that they had."

"Why would they do that?"

"Well sir, the princess was…in love with Daniel. She thought they were destined to be together. She brought him back and he started trying to get us out."

"What took so long?"

"The sarcophagus…sir, from the memories Jolinar left with me, the Tok'ra don't use it. Something about it affects the mind sir. I don't know the specifics but they believe that it destroys your soul. Daniel used it a lot. I think…sir, I think he may be in trouble. He's not thinking clearly."

General Hammond took all this in, nodding before quickly making a decision. "I want all of you checked out, him for any adverse effects, and the rest of you from the work you were forced to do. Harry, stand by to stun him if needed. And until we know more, I want our sarcophagus locked up with two guards preventing anyone from using it."

After getting Daniel, Jack, and Teal'c, SG-1 making their way to the infirmary. Janet cleared most of the team since they were mainly suffering from exhaustion and mild malnutrition. Both easily cured with time and good meals. Daniel was a different case altogether. He wasn't too happy about being attached to all the monitors. "This is stupid."

"Doctor Fraiser says your systems are all out of whack."

"Well, I feel fine. God I need to get out of here or I'm gonna go nuts."

Eventually Janet cleared him to leave the infirmary, but restricted him to the base. While Jack went to do his debrief with General Hammond, Teal'c going with him, the rest of SG-1 made their way to Sam's lab to test out the naquadah. Harry could tell that something was bothering Daniel, he was pacing around and twitching. Sam noticed too, eventually calling him on it.

"You're going to wear a hole in the floor."

Daniel stopped, only to resume as he started talking. "I can't get her out of my head, Sam. I think I've made a big mistake."

"You're not serious."

"I am."

Harry spoke up then, calling a little magic to be ready, just in case. Something was obviously wrong with his guardian. "Daniel, you have a wife, Sha're, remember?"

"Had. Had a wife Harry. Come on, seriously. How long am I supposed to wait? Even if I find Sha're one day, what are the chances she'll ever be the same again?"

Sam spoke up, trying to talk sense into her friend. "Look, your endorphin level was through the roof when we came back. And now you're coming down off of it. The effects of the sarcophagus are like a narcotic Daniel."

"Yeah, that makes you smarter, stronger, you live for hundreds of years, feel great. What the hell is so wrong with it?"

"I think it's partly what makes the Goa'uld as bad as they are."

"How?"

"Who knows. It's Goa'uld technology Daniel. Maybe it's healing affects alter your brain chemistry. Increased adrenaline, the hormones that make you more aggressive and irrational. Pyrus probably used to be a decent man. Look at yourself. It's like you need a fix. You've only used it a few times and already it's changed you."

"We have to study the one we have, I mean for God's sake, I don't need glasses anymore thanks to its effects!"

"No can do, General Hammond ordered ours locked up for the time being."

"Then we have to go back and study the one there!"

"We can't go back either."

"Well I'm going."

"She used us to get you addicted! Can't you see that?" Daniel slammed his fist down in anger, knocking a few things off the shelf. Harry had seen enough. With a stunner from behind Daniel slumped against the counter, knocked out. "Thanks Harry."

"What's wrong with him Sam?"

"I don't know. Since Jolinar and I didn't fully blend all I have are snippets of information. Something is obviously not right though."

"I'm taking him back to the infirmary, let Janet keep him sedated and locked down. You go talk to Jack and General Hammond."

"Good idea." As Sam started walking out, Harry grabbed a hold of Daniel and popped them both to the infirmary. Once he got the situation explained to Janet, who promised to take care of him, Harry made his way back to General Hammond's office just in time to hear Sam explaining things to the others. "He's addicted sir, and he needs to be confined."

"Janet has him tied up in the infirmary right now. I stunned him, so he should be out for a bit."

"Good work Harry. Jack, you've know Daniel the longest. Do you have any idea what is happening to him?"

"No sir. That is not the Daniel Jackson I went to Abydos with, or had on my team this last year. Whatever that thing did to him has messed him up bad."

"Very well. For now let's keep him locked…" The phone ringing interrupted the general, causing him to sigh. "If it's not one thing it's another. Excuse me." He moved to answer the phone while the rest of the team spoke amongst themselves. "Hammond here." A few minutes later the team was pulled from their conversations when he reacted in shock. "WHAT? We'll be right down." He set the phone down, heading for the door. "That was Dr. Fraiser, Daniel just woke up screaming then flat-lined." The group all made their way to the elevator then, Harry not able to carry all of them to the infirmary at once.

When they arrived, Daniel was strapped to the bed, with a steady heart beat. Janet, spotting them, stepped forward. "I gave him a sedative. His test results are all over the place. Liver function, Kidney function, endorphins, electrolytes, levels indicated muscle deterioration."

"Alright alright, whatever. What's going on with him?"

"I have no idea Colonel. The most I can do is try to treat the symptoms. But the bottom line is that he seems to be going through some massive physical withdrawal."

Daniel suddenly shot up again, screaming at them. "I have to go back! You're killing me!" He started trying to rip out his IV, only for Jack and Janet to stop him. "Stop killing me!"

"Stupefy! Stupefy! Stupefy!"

The three red blasts slammed into Daniel at the same time, knocking him out again. "Damn, something is seriously wrong. No way he should have been able to wake up from the first stunner I hit him with, let alone fight through the sedative Doc gave him."

"Is that why you hit him with three Harry Potter?"

"Yeah big guy. Any more and I risk doing more harm than good."

"There's something I think you should all see. Come to the lab with me." Janet began leading them out; stopping only to make sure the nurses knew to get here if anything happened. When they arrived, Janet pulled up a few screens, showing them to the group. "These are his test results."

"What are we looking at here Doctor?"

"It's like all of his cells have lost the ability to function properly and it's getting worse by the hour. These results are so much worse than the ones from his first examination earlier today."

"There is nothing you can do?"

"I'm trying."

"The sarcophagus with keep Daniel Jackson alive."

"No, we can't let him go back in there."

"Sam's right, that thing is the cause of the problem in the first place."

"No to mention that thing will just screw him up permanently and we'll lose him anyway. The memories that Jolinar left in my mind told me that the sarcophagus will take away everything that Daniel is."

"What choice do we have Carter?"

"We wait it out. Just a little longer sir. If there hasn't been permanent damage then from what I can tell form what Jolinar left me with, he should go back to normal."

"I hate waiting, not being able to do anything."

"Same here Harry, but I don't think we have anything else we can do."

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Harry and Jack were watching as Janet attempt to give Daniel another sedative. His body functions were returning to normal, but anytime he was awake he still tried to fight and escape. "I don't like seeing him like this Jack."

"Me neither kid." The two would have said more, but all of a sudden Daniel had broken his restraints, attacked Janet, and escaped the room. "Damn! Check Fraiser, I'm going after him."

Harry didn't bother responding, merely popping into the room, moving down to check Janet. "You alright Doc?"

"I'm fine. Go find him. Stun him before he hurts someone."

"On it."

Harry ran out of the room, heading the same direction that Daniel and Jack had run. He wasn't sure where to go, until he heard a shot. He jumped to outside one of the storage rooms, hearing Jack and Daniel inside. "God Daniel, you trying to kill me?"

"You're killing me!"

Harry rounded the corner, only to see Daniel and Jack in a hand to hand fight. He couldn't get a clear shot to hit Daniel, and as he was about to blast them both and sort it out later, Daniel pushed Jack down and aimed a gun at his head. Harry knew from Voldemort's experience that by the time the stunner hit Daniel, he could have already pulled the trigger. He stood, waiting for a chance to get the gun away without Daniel firing and hurting himself or Jack.

Jack was staring at the gun, trying to talk to him down. "Daniel! God…What are you going to do, Daniel? Do you want to kill me? Oh God, look at you. I know what this is. I know what it's like. You can get through it!"

"No…" Daniel seemed to struggle with himself, before breaking down in tears, Jack pulling him into a hug, getting the gun away. Harry watched as Daniel collapsed against Jack as the guards arrived, before meekly going back with them. "I'm sorry Jack. I'm sorry Harry."

"It's not your fault Daniel. Let's get you back to Doc Fraiser and get you better, alright?"

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"Are you sure this is a good idea Jack?"

"He needs to see this through himself Harry. Going back and facing his demons will help him get over them." As Daniel stepped through the wormhole, Jack stopped Harry. "But that doesn't mean I'm taking any chances. Follow him, invisible, and if anything looks like it will go screwy, blast first and ask questions later."

"Yes sir." With a disillusionment charm and a bit of will, Harry flew through the gate, easily keeping up with Daniel and his escort through the air. When they arrived at the palace, Harry made sure to stay right with them, flying through the open doors so that he didn't reveal himself. He and Daniel found a woman, the princess from Jack's description, crying over the sarcophagus.

"I did not believe you would ever return."

Daniel stepped forward, laying a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry…about your father…about everything."

"The sarcophagus could not help him anymore."

The woman looked up at him, sadness in her eyes. "You never did love me did you?"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't care."

"I don't deserve to live after what I've done to you."

"Yes, you do. Your people need you. You may still be able to lead them without turning into what your father became."

"How?"

Daniel pulled her up, pointing to the sarcophagus. "You can't use this anymore. It's going to be bad. Trust me. But you don't have to do this alone." The two of them stepped to a staff weapon, aiming at the sarcophagus. The princess pulled the trigger, and a shower of sparks and electricity flew out from it. She threw the staff down, breaking into tears as Daniel led her out of the room. He stopped next to where Harry was, speaking out of the corner of his mouth as she went ahead. "I can see your shadow flickering Harry. Destroy that thing, just in case, please?"

"You got it." Harry cancelled the charms so he had as much power available as possible. He pointed towards the sarcophagus, channeling as much magic as he could. "Rpom!" It was an old Russian battle spell Voldemort had found in his travels. It took a lot of power, but it had the advantage of destroying everything it touched in a blast of dark energy. When it hit the sarcophagus, it was blown into pieces. Harry sent a few more reductors at the pieces, destroying as many as he could, to ensure it never did anything to anyone again.

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Back at the SGC, Harry was telling General Hammond what he had done to the sarcophagus, wondering if he would be ordered to do the same to the one on base. "Should I head down to destroy the other one sir?"

"No. It is still being studied, but it will only be used as a last resort, and only if the person requests it after being made aware of the dangers. It is too valuable a tool and resource to not be examined. Maybe we can identify what makes it addictive and get rid of that aspect."

"Maybe sir. Wish we had set a way to contact Jolinar though, she might have been able to tell us more about it."

"True. But hindsight and all that. Dismissed Harry, go find the rest of your team. Take the weekend off. Tell them to be ready for a new assignment Monday."

"Yes sir."

After telling Jack, Daniel, and Teal'c, Harry headed to Sam's lab only to find her missing. Remembering that it was Saturday, he went down to the infirmary and sure enough, Sam was in the middle of a game of chess with Cassandra. "Hey you two, who's winning?"

"Sam is. I can't beat her too often yet."

"Eh, you will eventually. General Hammond says we are off for the weekend Sam. He's got a plan for us Monday but that's it."

"Thanks Harry. Cassandra told me you and her played a few games while I was gone. I didn't know you played."

"Just a little."

"Well, pull up a chair, you and Cassie against me. Afterwards we can grab a bite to eat before heading out."

"Sounds good." Harry sat down next to Casssie, staring at the game board. He and Cassie talked in whispers for a few minutes, before making a move. They still lost, but it was a lot closer than Sam wanted to admit. They headed out with Janet, meeting up with the others in the mess hall before taking a well deserved weekend off.

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On Cimmeria, Gairwyn was arranging her table for the night; it had been a good harvest meaning there was plenty for all, when thunder split the sky. The sky had been clear that day, so she looked out, only to drop her plate in surprise. She quickly went outside, joining the mass of people who had seen what she had. "Olaf, is that what I believe it is?"

"It appears so Gairwyn. Thor's Chariot. He has returned!"

In the middle of the gathering a bright light shown down, and there, in all his mighty glory, was Thor. Gairwyn and the others knelt down, bowing low to their god. "Mighty Thor, welcome back to Cimmeria."

"Greetings, people of Cimmeria. It has been far too long since I was able to return." As Thor spoke, he turned his head, peering up into the sky at something that only he could see. "And I am afraid it will not be a long visit. I must speak with any who had contact last year with the visitors through the portal. Gather in the common hall, I will be there shortly. Now I must deal with the Etins I have seen approaching." Thor vanished in a flash of light, just as another villager noticed that there were a group of lights appearing in the sky. The villagers watched as Thor's chariot rose into the sky, quickly approaching and destroying four of the lights. The rest of the lights quickly turned and fled, leaving the world safe from the Etins again.

Gairwyn's husband smiled at the sight. "Thor keeps his promises. I'll remain here and let Thor know where you have gone while you go get Kendra." Turning to the rest of the gathering, he spoke louder. "Thor has business with Kendra and Gairwyn, the rest of us have work to do." As the crowd dispersed, talking about the appearance of Thor before they even knew they needed him.

As Gairwyn was about to ride off, Kendra appeared, having hurried from her home. "Gairwyn, were my eyes deceiving me, or has Thor returned?"

"Indeed. He wishes to speak with us in the common hall. It seems he wishes to speak about the visitors from Midgard." The two entered the hall, passing Gairwyn's husband who was waiting outside for them to be finished, not having had contact with the visitors himself. As they entered, another brilliant flash of light filled the space, and Thor was before them once again. "Hail and welcome, mighty Thor."

"Well met young one. Your names?"

"I am Gairwyn, and this is Kendra. We are the ones who had the most contact with the visitors."

Thor nodded, before his eyes locked on Kendra. He tilted his head to the side, before smiling down at her. "You are the one who came through before the last visitors, the one who was under the control of the Etins. I see the Hammer was able to free you from it."

"Yes mighty Thor. I have since followed your ways, and used the Etins devices to heal rather than destroy."

"A noble goal. Tell me, what happened to the others? I can tell the Hammer has been used once more."

"They defeated one of the beasts that had hidden within the Labyrinth, then they left back to their home."

"And the Jaffa that was with them? The one that carried one of the Etins within him?"

"They removed him from the labyrinth without injury lord."

Thor seemed a little surprised at the news. "Truly? Why would they do this?"

"They said that he had turned on the Etins and worked with them now, in order to free his people and stop the Etins from enslaving others."

Thor nodded, seeming to take time to consider their words. "I would speak with them. Did they tell you where they were from?"

"From Midgard, my lord."

Thor focused on Gairwyn then, his attention becoming laser sharp. "Midgard. Are you sure of this?"

"Yes my lord."

"Tell me everything that occurred." The two began telling the story of what had happened, from the arrival of SG1, and the transport of three of them to the labyrinth, then Gairwyn leading the others to Kendra, and Kendra leading them to the exit of the labyrinth. As they told the tale, Thor listened with rapt attention, until the end. "This is interesting news indeed. Did they leave you any way to speak with them?"

"The box." Kendra pulled it from her satchel, setting it before Thor. "They left this for you, and said that if we put it through the portal with their world as the destination, they would know." Thor was studying the box, seemingly intent on it. "Shall I send it through?"

"Yes. Immediately. When they arrive, tell them they have my thanks for finding a way to leave the Hammer device intact. I will set the Hammer to ignore the one called Teal'c. But they must prove their worth in order to meet with me. Have them go through the challenges of the Hall of Thor's Might. Alone. Should they pass the tests, then I will speak with them, face to face. I will await them in my chariot until they are able to pass or fail the tests."

"Of course." As Thor disappeared, Kendra and Gairwyn headed for the portal, activating it to connect with their friends on Midgard and throwing the box through.

On his ship Beliskner, Thor, no longer in his hologram form, watched the box pass through, reviewing the information he had been able to retrieve from it while he held it. It was an ingenious way of establishing contact. And the information was valuable. While he learned nothing new about Earth itself thanks to the Asgard visits to the planet, the information about the Stargate Program was highly interesting. Any group that was as advanced as the SGC appeared to be should be easily able to pass the challenges of the hall, provided they had the right mindset. And he would like a chance to speak with the one that Kendra called a wizard. The one named Harry Potter.

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Monday morning found SG-1 with General Hammond and Orion, discussing one of Sam's pet projects. "So what does this new project thing mean Sam?"

"Well Harry, P5C-629 is located directly in the corridor the Goa'uld use to reach our solar system. It's our best possible platform for the Seeker Project. Now, the theory is that a Goa'uld ship that size should leave a footprint, even at thrust beyond lightspeed. So, we're using the technology that we already have and some of the improvements made by the Nox to set up a system that can-"

Suddenly, Sam was interrupted as the klaxons began blaring. As calls of off-world activation began going out, General Hammond and the others stood up. "What the hell? No one is scheduled to return today."

As the rest of the team headed to the control booth, Harry popped down to the gate room, raising a few concrete walls for the SFs to hide behind before popping back up to join the others. It was something he and Orion had run past General Hammond a few days ago when he had been stuck on base. It wasn't much, but the walls, along with the shields and the iris itself, would serve as extra protection for the SFs in the event someone was able to get through the iris. "What's up Sam?"

"Incoming traveler, but no SG code so the iris is staying closed."

As the SF teams stood ready, SG-1 and the others in the control room watched as the wormhole stayed engaged, then a slight thump was heard, not nearly as loud as the normal impact sound, before disengaging. As the iris retracted, the group stared at each other, Jack being the one to voice their collective thoughts. "What the hell was that about?"

"I don't know sir."

"Well, find out Captain. That didn't sound the same as it normally does so if something came through, I want to find out what."

"Yes sir General."

A little bit later, SG-1, General Hammond, Orion, and, surprisingly to Harry, Dr. Weir were in the briefing room, going over the results of Sam's scans. Harry was surprised that all the blond had gone out of Dr. Weir's hair. Either she dyed it to her natural color or he just hadn't seen her in a while. Or both. Sam spoke then, pulling him from his internal musing. "You were right sir, no organic residue. But, we did pick up a faint nuclear signature. Traces of iridium."

Daniel's head snapped up at that. "Iridium, that's the radioactive stud we put in the Sagan Institue box on Cimmeria."

"You got it. I wanted it there so it would leave a very recognizable signature."

"Wasn't that woman, Gairwyn, supposed to give that to Thor?"

"Yeah Harry. Whoever or whatever Thor is."

"We assume he is a member of the Asgard, an extremely advanced culture O'Neill."

"The fact is though, we really don't know."

"Still though, the fact that they sent the box back does lead some credence Jack, at least that they want to talk. I know that when I looked over the information we sent it mentioned that a simple way to get in touch with us was to send the box back through the gate."

"Orion is right Jack. The Asgard must've gotten the box and sent an answer. General, we have to respond before they leave."

General Hammond nodded. "But we aren't going in blind Dr. Jackson. We'll send a probe through at 1300 hours. If everything checks out, you have a go."

"Us? Wouldn't this be something for Elizabeth and DS-1 sir?"

Elizabeth smiled, shaking her head ruefully at him. "Normally yes Harry. But I have meetings with our Earth bound allies here at the SGC, and DS-1 is off planet. Since your team has experience with first contact situations, and you and Daniel both have some diplomatic experience, it will be just SG-1 for now. You are the ones who originally made contact with Cimmeria, so it should be you that continues it. Should it turn out that these Asgard are as friendly as we hope they are, we can work out something formal at a later date, just like what you and I did with the Nox."

Jack stood up then. "Alright kids, get prepped in case this is the real deal. And I want the new shields as well. Now that the improvements are approved and functioning, I want them ready just in case this is some kind of trap."

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That afternoon, SG-1 stood in the control room, waiting on the MALP to materialize on the other side of the wormhole. Sam was at the controls, ready to review the feed from the audio, camera, and sensors. "MALP should arrive…now."

With a push of a button, the image popped up. There in front of the gate were Kendra and Gairwyn, both moving their mouth, saying something. Sam adjusted the gain on the mic, picking up their words. "…ease, have no fear. Thor has arrived and wishes to speak with you. He said that the Hammer would not hurt your friend Teal'c. Come as soon as you can. Please, have no fear…" They started to repeat the message, but General Hammond had already given a nod of approval. Harry popped down to the gate room along with Jack, while Teal'c, Sam, and Daniel walked at a more sedate pace. They went through the gate, arriving in front of the obelisk again. Sure enough, it scanned them but did nothing to any of them. "Hail and welcome my friends! It is a great day in our history. Thor has returned!"

"Yeah, we heard. So he wants to speak with us?"

The two nodded as the approached to embrace their friends. "Yes, but he has a test for you first."

Jack sighed in exasperation before turning to Daniel. "Why can't this stuff ever be easy?"

"Well Jack, if it was easy, we wouldn't appreciate it."

"No Daniel, I would appreciate it. Even more." Turning back towards the two Cimmerians, He pointed off towards what he assumed would be the village. "Lead the way ladies."

"We travel to the Hall of Thor's Might, not the village. It is this way."

As the group began the journey, Harry and the others listened as the two described the appearance of Thor, and told how as soon as he arrived he had frightened off a few of the Etins, or Goa'uld, before they had a chance to attack. "That was lucky he showed up. I don't think the obelisk would defend from an attack from space."

"Thor watches out for us, as always young Harry."

"He keeps his word. I like him already. Wonder how he knew to arrive here then, or how he knew about us."

"That is a magic beyond our kin young one. Though he did seem interested in your magic as well. He seemed surprised to hear about your powers."

"Really? Well then, once we pass these tests of his I would be glad to show you some of what I can really do. Matter of fact, watch this."

Gairwyn and Kendra watched as Harry lifted off the ground, raising into the sky above the treeline, moving around in circles and loops. "Truly your powers are a gift from the gods Harry. To be able to fly through the air like the fowl of the wind!"

Sam looked up, a smile on her face as Harry was still flying around enjoying himself. "Yeah, Harry has a lot of talents. So, how much further to this Hall?"

"Not very far. It is much like the Hammer. When we arrive, a beam of Thor's power will take you elsewhere, where you will be tested."

Jack turned at that, a little worry in his mind. "You aren't joining us?"

"No, Thor said these tasks are for you alone."

Teal'c and Jack walked a bit behind the rest, so that they wouldn't be overheard. "I don't like this T. The timing seems too convenient. Thor arrives, blasts a few Goa'ulds away, then wants to speak to us, but we have to pass a test first? Seems like too much of a coincidence."

"Indeed O'Neill. However, we are prepared. We have our weapons, the shield system developed by Captain Carter, and Harry Potter has his magic."

"Yeah, I guess we're left with the hope that it is our old buddy Thor, but be prepared in case it isn't."

"We have arrived." Jack and Teal'c joined the others in front of another obelisk, staring at it. Unlike the one at the Stargate, this one did not activate automatically.

Jack was silent for all of three seconds before speaking up. "So…what next?"

"I am unsure, but here is where we must leave you. But be warned, it is forbidden to touch the stone. It is said that Thor guards it and will strike any that touch it down."

As the two walked away, Harry was still staring at the obelisk. "Thor guards it huh? Well if he guards it, he must be aware of when someone touches it. And if he wants to meet with us…" Harry, blaming it on spending too much time around Jack, reached out and placed his hand on the stone. With a high pitched whine and a beam of light, the obelisk activated, transporting the group into another dark cavern. "Damn it, I'm starting to hate these things as much as Portkeys. Everyone okay?" Hearing various affirmative responses, Harry pulled his wand. "Lumos!" When his wand lit up, he found it was pointing right at Daniel's face.

"Ow! Harry, watch where you point that thing."

The rest of SG-1 turned on there lights as Harry pointed his away, apologizing to Daniel. Sam looked shined her light further into the space they found themselves, and found another obelisk at the end. As the light hit the center stone, it began to glow red, until a light shone down from the top of the obelisk, and an image appeared in front of it. Harry, Teal'c, and Jack recognized it, Jack being the first to speak. "Thor, I presume?"

"Indeed Jack O'Neill of SG-1. I am Thor, Supreme Commander of the Asgard fleet. You have passed the first test."

"What, touching the stone?"

"Indeed. You were told that it was forbidden to do so, but not why. You thought for yourselves, and realized that if the stone was what would bring you to me, you had to touch it, regardless of what others believed. Well done."

Harry smiled, stepping next to Jack. "Well, I always did have a problem following rules."

"Ah, the young Tau'ri wizard, Harry Potter. And Samantha Carter, Daniel Jackson, and Teal'c, the Jaffa who would see the Goa'uld defeated. Welcome to the Hall of Thor's Might."

"Thanks, so what next? You said we passed the first test so I assume there would be others."

"You are correct." The room began shaking, until part of the floor fell away, leaving only a thin strip of land between them and the obelisk. "You have proved your ability to think for yourselves, now you must prove your bravery. Cross the beam and touch the stone, and you shall pass the test. You each must cross. Good luck."

As the image disappeared, Sam looked down into the pit that did not seem to have a bottom that her light could see. "So, uh…we're supposed to go across this?"

Daniel looked down as well, turning a bit green. "Yeah…I don't suppose this is the best time to bring up my problem with heights."

"They're not that bad. Besides, there's a simple way across this thing Daniel."

"What's that Harry?"

"I fly over, hit you all with featherweight charms, then summon you across. Simple and easy."

"I don't know Harry. It wouldn't be us crossing then, it would be you doing it for us. And he made a point of saying we all had to cross."

"Hate to say it Harry, but Daniel's right. You stand back, let us go across that way if we go manage to slip you can summon us, and once we are all over, you fly." Jack didn't wait for a response, merely started walking. After carefully making his way across, Sam did the same, as did Teal'c. Daniel started over then, taking his time and looking at nothing but the others on the other side. Suddenly, the room shook again, and Daniel nearly fell, only managing to stay on by falling to his belly and wrapping himself around the beam.

"DANIEL!"

"Harry, get him!"

Before Harry could cast the spell, the beam broke completely, Daniel starting to fall. Harry jumped in, going to catch his friend and fly the two of them up. Suddenly, they both found themselves flat on their backs on solid ground, the floor restored.

Sam rushed to them, pulling them up. "Are you guys OK?"

"Yeah, think so."

"OK. So…uh…what was that all about?"

The room lit up again, and the group turned to see Thor staring at them. "You have shown true selflessness and bravery. Well done."

"So the test wasn't courage, it was honor?"

"In a way. It tested both, but I needed to know that you would be willing to do whatever you had to in order to save your friends. Willingness to sacrifice one self to save another is an honorable trait. I salute you. Now you must add wisdom to courage. Solve the riddle of the runes, and I will speak to you in person, rather than through this hologram."

The obelisk activated, bringing them into a cavern with more light, images on three of the walls while another obelisk occupied the fourth. Jack, looking around, wasted no time. "Daniel, you're up."

Daniel just sighed, before nodding and beginning to look around. After dusting the runes off, he started speaking out loud. "Well, runes weren't originally words or letters. They were ideographic."

"So they stood for an idea."

"Right Sam. Harry, didn't you say you had some knowledge of runes?"

"A bit, mostly for rituals and things like that. I can read some though."

"Come help me then." As Harry walked up, he and Daniel studied the different runes. "The first one relates to Thor's protective power."

"You mean the Hammer Device?"

"Could be Jack, don't think so though. The Hammer had a rune different from this one. This is more like the idea that Thor is a protector."

"The next rune is Fate, or chance, of something, right Daniel?"

"Yeah Harry, then movement followed by a wagon, buy I've seen it refer to Thor's Chariot as well."

"So since this was designed with the Cimmerians in mind, it probably reads that Thor is the protector of Cimmerian Fate, moving in his Chariot?"

"That's pretty close actually yeah."

"Great. You read it, now what does it mean?"

Harry and Daniel exchanged looks, before turning towards Jack. "No idea."

"Oy." Jack turned, staring at the back wall. "So one wall has runes, this wall has basic geometry. What about the other wall?"

Daniel and Harry turned, looking at the set. "Pictographs, not runes. But I think it spells the same basic message as the others." Turning to the obelisk, Daniel spoke towards it. "Is that the answer? Thor is the protector of Cimmerian Fate, moving in his Chariot?" When the stone didn't react, his shoulders slumped. "Thought it might be too easy."

Suddenly, the obelisk light up again as the image of Thor appeared. "You are correct in the meaning, but not the answer to the riddle. There is no shame in that. You have proven you are on the right track, but perhaps it is not time to meet just yet."

"Whoa, hold up there buddy. Just, give my team a chance to try a bit more, alright?"

"Very well. But you must find it soon. My time here is limited, and I can not stay for much longer."

"Alright. Daniel, Harry? Is there anything else these runes could mean?"

"Maybe. In my world, runes also meant numbers. It's why a lot of people encourage others to take arithmancy and runes together.

"OK, same here in this universe. Norse runes were ideas, but in later years they, became letters. But they were also numbers. Three, fourteen, fifteen, nine. It's no use. It-It doesn't mean anything."

"Yes, it does." The rest of SG-1 turned to see Sam looking at them in realization. "3.14159. It's pi!"

"Oh yeah, I learned about that just a while ago."

Daniel turned to the hologram, speaking for the group. "It's pi? It-Is—That's what you wanted us to figure out?"

"Possibly. But remember that your terms do not necessarily translate. You have a way to display what you mean in this room. Find it, and if you are right, then I will bring you to my Chariot, where we can meet."

Daniel nodded his head. "Right. Pi is an Earth term. We have to depict it somehow." As he scanned the room, his eyes landed on Harry going towards the geometric shapes. "Uh…Harry?"

"If I remember my lessons right, which thanks to Occlumency I do, Pi is used to find the circumference of a circle by measuring the radius." He placed his finger in the center of the rune, smiling when it felt soft and malleable to his touch. He drew a line from the center to the outside of the circle. The sand melted away, and a stone with the sign of the Hammer was revealed. Harry smiled, before placing the stone down, causing it to light up.

"Well done!" The group turned to see Thor smiling at them. "You have passed the final test! First, you displayed your resolve by doing what you believed you had to regardless of the possible dangers. The you showed your courage by crossing the beam, and your honor by trying to save one of your own. Finally, you have shown your wisdom by solving the runes, and your trust in each other by O'Neill believing you would be able to solve it."

A blast of light blinded them for a moment, before they found themselves standing in a room that was vastly different than the one they had been in before. The walls were metal, lights and what were obviously advanced electronics where all around, and in front of them was Thor, standing on a dais, addressing the image of the Cimmerian people. "The visitors from Midgard have passed the tests. Now they and I must depart, but I will still be watching over you, and my Hammer will protect you even in my absence. Farewell."

As the screen shut down, Thor turned towards them, before he began to waver and shift, until he stepped completely off the platform. The hologram that they had become used to was replaced by a small little grey being, looking at them. "I am Thor. It is good to see you without the hologram in the way."

"Oh my god. You look just like the descriptions of the Roswell Greys back on Earth."

"We have visited your planet many times. I am sorry for my deception, but the people of Cimmeria are not quite ready to see my true form yet. And yes, I did know what you meant by Pi, but I wished to see if you could solve the riddle as it was meant to be done. We have much to speak of."

"Yeah. Can I ask you a question first?"

"You may O'Neill."

"How did you know the Goa'uld were going to attack?"

"I did not."

That seemed to stop the group short, not sure how to ask. Finally Harry took a step forward. "If you didn't know they were on the way, why did you come."

"For you. When the obelisk at the Stargate scanned the group that was sent to the labyrinth, it showed that you had a different genetic structure than what we have previously seen from Earth. I wished to speak with you. It was just chance that I arrived when I did."

Jack snorted. "Sounds more like our usual brand of luck ever since you came in Harry. Here you helped keep the Hammer thing working and get Teal'c out, and don't forget about the Nox."

"You have had contact with the Nox?" SG-1 turned towards Thor, who seemed more intent on their conversation than he had been a moment before. "The Nox have once again revealed themselves?"

"Yeah, last year actually. Harry here helped us secure an alliance with them. They've helped us out a few times already."

"Very interesting. Would you be willing to come with me to the Nox world?"

"Yeah, let's get down to the planet and we can dial in now."

"That will not be necessary. My ship can travel there in a matter of your hours."

"Hours? How many exactly?"

"2 hours and 25 of your minutes at average speed."

"Whoa." Jack and the others turned to stare at Sam, a shocked look on her face. "Sir, with the distance between Cimmeria and the Nox planet, based on the Stargate coordinates, this ship can go even faster than the Goa'uld ship we stowed away on. If I am doing the math right, it may well be an inter-galactic hyperdrive, rather than an inter-stellar one."

"You are correct Captain Carter. Our race resides in the Ida galaxy, though we have vested interests in your Milky Way. It was in this galaxy that we first made allies with the Nox, along with the Furlings, who have been lost forever, and the Ancients, who have long since passed on from this galaxy."

Daniel suddenly smacked himself in the head. "Of course! The information from the pedestal room! It has your language on it, we just never thought to ask the Nox if they recognized the other ones. All this time, I could have asked them to translate it for me, or at least teach it to me so I can do it."

"There there space monkey, just relax. We can always ask Lya when we get there, or one of the Nox that are already on base."

"True." The rest of the trip was spent speaking to Thor, learning everything they could about anything and everything he was willing to share. The Asgard were at war with the Goa'uld, and the Goa'uld were afraid of them.

He wasn't willing to share to many technological details, but he did say that the Asgard had been watching the human race on Earth to see just how far they could go. So far the Tau'ri had, according to Thor anyway, "Great Potential."

With the short trip time, they soon arrived at the Nox world. It was a beautiful sight from space, with many varied hues of green and blues. "Where would you believe we should arrive O'Neill?"

"Harry actually has more contact with them than I do. What do you think Harry?"

"Well, they always seem to know when I come in at the Stargate, why not just set down there. The city is close by. If all else fails I can fly from the gate to the city and let them know what's going on."

"Sounds like a plan. Thor, think you could take us-" With a flash of white light, the group found themselves and Thor in his mobile chair at the base of the Stargate. "down? Nice. Teleporters?"

"That is correct O'Neill."

The group looked around, not seeing anyone but the city was still in plain view. Harry, after a nod from Jack, lifted off and started heading for the city. As he approached, he cast a Sonorus on his throat. "Hello there! Anybody home? It's Harry Potter. I'm looking for Lya, Perifudus, Perifuda, or Articulus!" He watched as a crowd began forming, and he landed right in the middle of them. Cancelling the voice amplification spell, he spoke in his normal voice. "Hi. How you doing?"

"We are well Harry Potter. Someone is fetching those you requested. We were wondering how you were able to get here without the gate sensors activating."

"Simple my friend, I didn't come through the gate."

"Then how did you get here Harry? Earth is a long way away if I remember right." Harry spun around to find Lya and the others behind him. Smiling he ran up and gave them all a hug as greeting, except for Articulus whom he gave a firm handshake to.

"Believe it or not, we hitched a ride. Fellow by the name of Thor."

Articulus snapped to attention. "Thor, of the Asgard?"

"Yeah."

"Perifudus, Perifuda, get the hover car." As the twins left, Articulus turned back to Harry. "Tell me everything." As Harry began telling the story, the twins arrived with the car. The five piled in, Harry still talking, until just as they arrived, he finished. Articulus stood first, looking at the non human member waiting on them.

"Greetings Thor. It has been a long time since any Asgard and Nox have spoken. I am Articulus, the leader of the Nox."

"I am Thor, Supreme Commander of the Asgard fleet. I think we have much to speak about."

"Indeed."

Thor turned towards SG-1. "You have done a great service to the Asgard by allowing us to reconnect with our allies the Nox. And the fact that the Nox have allied themselves with you means that, in at least a small way, the Asgard are your allies as well. We will speak more after I have discussed things with the Nox. You have my word."

Jack nodded, picking up on some tension that he wasn't sure he wanted to know about yet. "Thank you Thor. Articulus, Lya, Twins I don't know but Harry does, always a pleasure."

"Goodbye SG-1." Articulus rarely did not call them by their names, so the fact that he was so focused on Thor as to call them by their team name spoke volumes to Harry.

Daniel missed it though, going up to Lya. "Lya, we found a pedestal a while ago that Thor says is partly your creation. It had hundrends of pages of information, but I couldn't translate it. Can you come by and help me sometime?"

"I can Daniel. But not today. There is much for the Nox to discuss today, once again thanks to you."

"Alright. See you around then." As SG-1 watched the Nox and Thor fly off, Daniel turned towards the rest of them. "Wonder what was so important?"

"Did you not see it Daniel Jackson?"

"See what Teal'c?"

Surprisingly, it wasn't Teal'c, but Sam that answered. "There's some history there between the two groups. Not sure what, and it doesn't seem to be all that good."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah Daniel. That look is one that I've seen a few times between people. There's bad blood between the Asgard and the Nox, but not so much that they wont try to work around it."

Jack turned towards the others. "But, until they ask for our help, it is not our business. We stay out of it, or we could cause even more problems. Let them work it out, and then Thor will contact us again. He seems trustworthy to me."

"Alright, I guess."

Harry dialed the gate, putting in his IDC. He stared back at the city as the others stepped through. He didn't know why, especially since he had picked up on the same thing that the others had, but somehow, he thought it would be okay. Something told him that though it might seem bad right now, but in the long run it would be a good thing. Call it the optimist in him. He stepped through the wormhole, heading back to the SGC.

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A week had passed, and Thor had yet to make contact with anyone at the SGC. When they had reported back what had happened, the few Nox on base had requested they be allowed to go back to their world for a time. Whatever was going down was big. But Harry was still optimistic. If nothing else, he knew the Nox wouldn't break ties with them, so they hadn't lost anything, they just might not have gained as much as they thought they had. Only time would tell.

But, that didn't mean that the galaxy would stop while they waited. SG-1 was on P5C-353, a planet that as far as they could tell was devoid of life. The team had went without Harry, as it seemed devoid of atmosphere or heat, and as much as he was part of the group, they just didn't have a spacesuit in his size. The MALP had detected some form of energy, and as SG-1 was coming back through the wormhole, they had something with them. Whatever was sending out the energy, looks like they had found it.

"Hey guys. Find something?"

"Yeah Harry. General, I recommend level three precautions."

"You heard the man. Get the package down to one of the isolation labs."

As the wormhole disengaged and the support teams moved to follow their orders, Sam turned towards General Hammond. "Sir, I would like to start spectral analysis right away."

"Sam, can you get detailed imaging of the outer surface into the computer? I want to take a closer look at it."

"Sure thing Daniel."

As the two walked away, General Hammond turned to see Jack making a gesture indicating Sam and Daniel were crazy, Harry smiling and agreeing as Teal'c looked on with an eyebrow raised. "Everything go as planned Colonel?"

"Yes sir. One small step for man and all that."

"Debrief in one hour. Welcome back."

"Thank you sir." Harry followed Teal'c and Jack, not all that interested in the object yet, knowing that it would take some time to get the analysis done and that Sam and Daniel would be lost in the study for a bit. "So, have fun manning the home front kid?"

"Oh yeah. Loads of fun waiting just because of a missing suit size. I could have shrunk one of them to fit me you know."

"Yes, and I also know that you have said that technology and magic don't mix together all that well sometimes. I'd rather not risk you life if I can help it you know."

"Yeah I know."

"Do not worry Harry Potter, you are still a vital member of this team, regardless of your ability to come on all missions."

"Thanks big guy. You two go do whatever you need, I'm going to go see Orion."

"How's he doing by the way?"

"Just a little sprain, nothing broken except his pride. He should be up and about today." At their nod, Harry apparated down to the infirmary, walking in just as Orion was getting the last of his stuff together. "What, Doc is already letting you go?"

"That's right. I've got work to do, and managing to miss a step and land wrong does not mean I can't do paperwork." Orion sighed before grumbling under his breath, voice rising as he talked. "Much as I wish it could. I miss being a spy, go in, take a picture of a document, bug a building, avoid a counter-intelligence sweep, meet a few ladies. But no, I had to cross the bloody Atlantic and agree to be 2IC of a bloody super-secret program. You know that some of the NATO countries are already trying to get teams here? I've been burning the candle at both ends just to find time and equipment to get training sessions set up!"

Harry just watched as his friend ranted a bit, and when he seemed to wind down, raised one eyebrow. "Feel better with that off your chest?"

"Yes actually. Care to pop me to my office and save me a trip?"

"Sure." Harry grabbed a hold of his arm before pulling him to his office and helping him get situated. He couldn't resist making one pun though. "Try not to be so serious, Orion Black. It only causes problems."

"Harry, what would it take to get you to stop making those lame groaners?"

"More junk food and cash than you could ever get. Later!" Harry headed over to the lab where Sam and Daniel were working with a few other people, taking the time to walk there in case the sound of him popping in distracted them. "So what's the word on this thing guys?"

"Well, we can add two more elements to the periodic table. Lieutenant, I'd like to record this."

"Whatever you say Captain." Harry watched as the man fumbled a bit getting the camera set up.

Sam apparently noticed as well. "Try to relax Graham, or it's going to be a long day."

Harry and Daniel watched a bit, Daniel whispering to Harry. "Seems to me he's a bit distracted, and it's not the artifact."

"No kidding." Harry watched a bit as the camera was set up, then turned back to the monitors as it began scanning the orb. "Whoa, what is that?"

"Some kind of language…a lot of it." As the computer continued recording images, Harry, Daniel, and Sam went up to the briefing room to join Teal'c and Jack with what they had found.

"So you found a bit of writing then?"

"A lot of it sir, so tiny it can't be read by the naked eye. There's the equivalent of thousands of pages of text on the exterior surface alone."

General Hammond nodded, looking at the pictures the computer had recorded so far. "What does it say?"

Daniel spoke up then, excitement clear in his voice. "We think it's a set of instructions."

"On how to do what Daniel?"

"Open it Jack."

"Woah, time out." Orion leaned forward, his voice laced with concern. "Are we sure that's a good idea? For all we know it could be some kind of virus or something contained within, or something that was harmless to the people of that world but deadly to us."

"Orion has a point. What do we know about the inside of this thing?"

"Very little sir. Dr. Fraiser is supervising positron emission typography while I came up here with Daniel to brief you."

"You know I have the highest respect for you Captain, but the NID wants to take a look at that thing."

"As much as I like the NID sir, I would recommend not shipping it out just yet."

"O'Neill is correct General. Since Daniel Jackson's theory of the orb's function has yet to be confirmed, it would be best for it to remain near the Stargate."

"Agreed. In the meantime, SG-1, you are scheduled to visit P4G-881."

Daniel looked like he wanted to protest, before remembering something and leaning back with a smug grin. "Which is a primordial world with absolutely no civilization whatsoever and therefore no need to bring along an archeologist."

"I'm willing to give you both 24 hours to confirm your theory Daniel. Then you and the rest are going on your mission."

"Sir, that's not enou-."

"Silencio." All eyes turned to Harry, as Daniel tried in vain to make a sound. "What Daniel means to say is thank you sir, and he appreciates you being willing to work with him. I'll pop him and Sam down to the lab."

Seeing Sam's smile and Daniel's pout, Harry started to laugh as he placed a hand on them both. As they disappeared, Jack turned towards General Hammond and Teal'c. "God I love that kid. Makes life more fun and less stressful, all at the same time!"

"Indeed"

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Harry had stayed over with Jack, letting Daniel and Sam work throughout the night. The next morning, he, Teal'c, and Jack found the two exactly where they had left them, in the lab with the device. Jack smiled and Harry could almost sense when he decided to be a smart-ass. "Good morning campers, sleep well? I did!"

Daniel looked up, startled, before looking down at his watch. "Oh it can't be morning!"

"Ah but it is. We ship out at 13 hundred hours."

"Okay Jack. Can you talk to General Hammond?"

"Nope. I want you both rested and ready to go. That's an order."

Sam nodded, already starting to put away her equipment. "Yes sir."

Daniel was a bit more reluctant. "Jack, come on."

"Don't make me have Harry stun you. SG-1 is a field unit Daniel, you know that. Can't have it both ways. Come on, when we get back you can see what the other scientists have found. You realize that we have a ton on base now right? Especially with all the contacts Dr. Weir has been making."

As the team was set to leave, the tech that Harry and Daniel had been talking about the other day, Simmons, suddenly spoke up, his monitor beeping. "EM spike across the Y band! Interior temperature is increasing by 40 degrees!"

"What?" Sam quickly ran over, checking the calculations herself, before moving to another monitor. "Sir, I don't know what we did, but the radiation levels are rising drastically."

Daniel looked on, intrigued. "Maybe we woke it up."

"Sir, I recommend we return the artifact to P5C-353, now!"

"Harry, get them to start dialing."

Harry nodded and disappeared, popping into the control room. He saw Walter there along with Orion and General Hammond. "Walter, dial it up. P5C-353, as fast as you can."

"On whose authority?"

"Jack's sir. Whatever that thing is Sam doesn't think it's friendly."

General Hammond wasted no time. "Do it." Walter had already sat down and begun inputting the codes. As the chevrons began locking, Harry watched as the rest of SG-1 came in, carrying the orb. It looked vastly different from the last time he had seen it, opening and glowing at an alarming rate. It had a few spikes on it as well, and they did not look like something from a time capsule. As the last chevron locked, the wormhole stabilizing, the artifact suddenly shot a few spikes out, imbedding itself in the floor.

Harry noticed a millisecond too late that one of the spikes was pointed right at Jack's shoulder. "JACK!" Suddenly, the spike launched, running Jack through and pinning him into the concrete wall. Harry popped down into the room without hesitation, wand at the ready. "Diffindo!" The cutting curse hit right in the center of the spike, but had no effect. The energy seemed to be absorbed by the thing.

Harry watched as Jack leaned on Teal'c for support, suddenly realizing that the only thing holding him up was the spike. Harry conjured a stand for Jack to rest on, allowing him to release Teal'c and relieving some of the pressure. "God that hurts. Thanks Harry. Now kill the damn thing!"

"Trying Jack." As the gate shut down, Harry and Teal'c each tried to destroy the object, with staff blasts, zat guns, and spell fire. The more they tried though, the more energy was directed into Jack, causing him pain. When it became obvious that it wasn't going to be easy to get rid of, Harry watched as Janet rushed in to tend to Jack, listening to Sam and General Hammond in the control room. He looked towards the two, almost unwilling to voice his idea but knowing it needed to be said. "I can try to AK it, but with the way the energy is traveling into Jack, it might kill him to. No one has ever been hit with the energy of a partial Killing Curse before, I don't know what the outcome would be."

"We'll keep that idea in reserve son. Colonel O'Neill, this is going to take some time."

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"Are you sure this is the best idea Sam?"

"Maybe not, but it's the only one that we have that could save us all."

"Right then." Harry moved his wand through the air, drawing runes and the placing them in a circle around him. Merlin's Ring was good to increase power, so long as the ring wasn't disturbed in the middle of casting. It increased the power a wizard could put out by 10 fold, but if it was broken by something, it would send that raised power back into the caster in a violent backlash.

The sphere was still there, and it had resisted all attempts to get rid of it. Siler had eventually cut through the thing, only for the spike to go further into the wall and Jack. But that wasn't their only problem.

There was some kind of organism inside the orb. It had infected Simmons, Jack, and the very base itself. The walls and computer wiring were full of it. Harry had gotten an injection from Janet that seemed to be preventative, but it was still spreading. Daniel was the first to notice a series of symbols popping up on the computers after the organism had infected the computer wiring. He theorized that it was an intelligent entity, trying to communicate with them. And they needed to communicate. The base wildfire protocols had been initiated, and the nuke was about to blow.

With no time to translate, Sam had come up with a plan to take Jack off the antibiotics that were keeping the organism at bay, and as the orb seemed to absorb energy in order to grow the organism, feed the orb enough energy to allow it to communicate through Jack. Harry placed the last rune, everyone else in the gate room far away after his warnings, and turned to the control room. "Now or never sir."

"Do it son." General Hammond, Walter, Orion, and the rest of SG-1 were watching from the control room, with Orion and General Hammond standing by to put in their deactivation codes when and if the computers were freed of the alien influence.

"Here goes nothing." Harry put his wand down outside of the circle, with the amount of energy he normally put out in his spells, the increased output could burn out the wand core. This would be raw, unspecific magical energy he would be channeling. With a blast of concentration, he sent a huge jolt, lightning like in appearance, into the orb. He watched as it was absorbed, shocking Jack a bit.

Sam called out to him form the booth. "Again." Another giant bolt of power, Harry holding it a bit longer than before. "Once more."

"It could kill him Sam!"

"We have to Harry. Again."

With a sigh, Harry focused as much energy as he could channel, it building up enough to have a visible aura around his hands before letting it fly, both hands pulsing with the energy he was releasing. After a few seconds, Jack slumped, and Harry let the spell go, stepping out of the rune circle to check on him. He didn't feel a pulse, but as he was a bout to report it, Jack's head raised. "Jack?

"Good morning, campers." Jack's voice was decidedly different. Slower, with an almost double tone quality to it. "This is a truly strange feeling."

"Jack?"

"Yes, he is here."

"Who else is there?"

"We are also here."

"My name is…"

"Harry. Yes. O'Neill knows."

"Then you know we mean no harm."

"You awoke us."

From the control room, General Hammond grabbed the mike, speaking for himself and the rest of the base. "We only recently became aware of your existence. We believed you were a threat to us. That's why we tried to send you back to your world."

"And that fear would have destroyed us. Millennia ago our world was dying. We could no longer live there. For this reason we created the orb, so that we could sleep and find a new life once our world had healed, or we were brought to a new one."

Orion muttered to himself, audible over the mike. "I'll be damned. You were right Daniel, it was a time capsule. Only it was an entire race inside rather than its mementos."

"Yes Orion. We cannot go back." The PA broke into the conversation then, reminding them all that the base was about to blow up around them in four minutes.

General Hammond spoke again, steel in his voice. "We can not allow you to stay."

"O'Neill feels this as well, but we have no alternative. The explosion will feed us, allowing us to spread across this world. Without a world for our kind, we will die. We wish it did not have to be at your expense, but we see no other choice."

Daniel grabbed the mike then, excitement in his voice. "P4G-881! It's primordial, lots of oxygen and sunlight. Like this world was a quarter of a billion years ago, with no one there to interfere or harm."

"You would send us there, through your Stargate?"

General Hammond nodded, taking back the mike from Daniel. "Yes, so we both could survive."

Jack gasped before lowering his head. The power around the base dropped out, leaving them on emergency lights. The PA kept counting though, giving them the time left to find a solution. The lights and power starting coming back up, Walter starting to dial the gate as soon as the computer was on. Harry watched, as the spikes retracted, and Jack, still being controlled by the aliens, stepped up and grabbed the orb. It started to glow, and under the UV lights Harry could see the infection rapidly disappearing form the walls and people. As the wormhole stabilized, Jack pushed the orb into the event horizon, before collapsing backwards. Harry grabbed him and pulled him away from the gate as he saw Orion and General Hammond rushing to type in codes. As it reached two minutes on the countdown, things stopped, and Harry heard the PA system announce that the auto-destruct sequence had been deactivated.

"Nice work." Harry turned to see O'Neill looking at him, back to his usual self, or at least as much as he could be with a hole in his shoulder and recovering from an infection. He was joined by the rest of the team, relief on all their faces.

"It is good to see you alive and well O'Neill."

"Welcome back, Jack."

"Thought you were gone for good, sir."

"Wild horses, Captain."

The four of them helped Jack stand up, Janet rushing up to check him over. Once she was satisfied that he was okay, she turned her attention to Harry, noticing his hands shaking a bit. "You okay Harry?"

"I will be, just…not used to channeling that much power. I'm a little wired right now. It should wear off in a few min—"

Daniel jumped, grabbing Harry as he collapsed from using so much energy. "I got him." Seeing Janet's look, he sighed, placing Harry on the gurney she called for. "Guess he was due, it's been a while since he was a patient in the infirmary, rather than a guest."

"Pot, meet kettle." Daniel looked affronted as Janet lead the two members of SG-1 on the gurneys out the door, before nodding a little sheepishly. The team was relieved though. Everyone was alright, if a bit tired, and the world had been saved, not to mention an alien species had been relocated to a new world where they could thrive. All in all, not a bad few days work.

A/N Mark 2: "Bam" said the lady! Hope you all enjoyed this latest foray into the Alien Reality. I threw in a small reference to a very well loved fanfic about a man on vacation, I'm curious to see if anyone noticed it. Next time, we have Family through The Tok'ra, so expect the chapter to actually be a bit bigger than normal. Until then…

Peace and Out,

Pwn Master Paladin