A/N: Thank you all for the continuous support. We are now just two chapters away from the end (so from this one there are 2 more).

A/N2: Now to answer some flames, I had seen in the past.

Yes, originally this story was meant as a crossover only between the Doctor and SG1 but with time it evolved into a massive crossover. And as I have mentioned it, the crossovers have their purpose, which now extend to another story – The Achilles Stratagem. Well the end result of this one anyway.

I know most that begin reading expect that their characters would behave cannon like and while I do agree most of the time some of the time I do not. SG1 entered a world they know nothing about and faced a danger they have never seen before or felt.And yes, they are seasoned warriors. They have seen everything, suffered much, endured a lot. But the minions of the Great Intelligence stalled them with paralyzing fear. And while the effects of the minions only occur when they try to kill you by shoving their hands into your heart they affected SG1 from a distance, and there is a reason for that, which will become clear by the end.

If you are patient, of course, and I certainly hope you would be.

So, please, enjoy and review. Thank you!

Disclaimer: The characters of Doctor Who belong to BBC Wales and those of Stargate to MGM but the words are mine.

AU/SG1/DW: The last address of the Stargate opened on a depressing, dim world full with nothing but graves and tombstones where four SG teams already disappeared without a trace. SG1 embarks to locate them only to witness the opening of one tomb that holds the greatest of all secrets in the universe.

The Tomb of the Doctor

Chapter 11

Previously:

"Harry did you find someone?" O'Neill asked.

"Yes, for a moment, we bumped into Colonel Mitchell and Dr. Jackson but then we lost them again." Harry replied.

"We have to find something, somewhere that can serve as rally point, something that everyone would see – a control room or the pool."

"Oh, no, Jack, not the pool," Harry shook head in disagreement.

"Harry, we need a rally point. Can you find the way back to the pool?"

"Yes, sir," Lt Hailey promptly answered.

"Good, lead the way Lieutenant,"

And now:

"That's a bad idea, Jack!" Colonel Mayborne shared as they went back.

"It won't be the first." General O'Neil shared.

They found the pool quicker than they anticipated. O'Neill noticed the certain lack of vapor or anything that would indicate the pool was on fire.

"You said it boiled like Satan's cauldron."

Mayborne studied the pool and around it. He shook head. "It was. I'm soaked wet to prove it."

"Hum, then someone must have turned off the heat." O'Neill said with growing smile.

"Very funny, Jack, very funny," Mayborne reflected.

"Well we have our gathering point then."

"Unless it boils again." Mayborne couldn't resist interjecting.

"Yes that too."

"So what do you do now?" Mayborne asked. "We can't exactly look for our teams in a place that keeps screwing our senses."

"It must have a pattern." Lt Hailey said.

"Great and we find that how?"

"Honestly, I do not know."

"Great,"

"Harry, what did you experience here?" O'Neill asked. He wanted to hear it again.

Mayborne sighed and recounted the events at the pool. "And then we ran,"

"Could you make out the voice?"

"No, it was bloody eerie and spooky."

"I understand that but otherwise…"

Mayborne focused on the memory. He was right. It was not a pleasant one but Jack had a point too. When one abstracts himself from the gruesome parts, one can really focus on what's in front of him. Filtering the voice, however, this was beyond his capabilities but he captured the tone. It was full of concern and disorientation.

"The voice expresses loss of …no just loss."

"Painful loss?"

"No, it is like it is lost."

"Ah,"

"And looking for someone,"

"Right, now we got somewhere." O'Neill beamed with a victorious smile. "It could be one of ours."

"Or not," Mayborne added.

"Was the voice already at the pool or did it come after you?"

"No, it was there already."

"What happened before you came here?"

"We had some weird experiences."

"Weird, you say." O'Neill said thought. He recalled a weird experience himself. He was somewhere else. "Weird experience, as being somewhere else,"

Mayborne looked at him and understood. "Yes," So the general had a similar experience.

"Someone else?"

"Yes,"

"Do you have any theories, lieutenant?" O'Neill turned to Hailey.

"If this places shatters reality, it is theoretically possible to send us to other places, other realities where we exist but in different life roles."

"Can we assume that these places are reachable even for us?" Dr Gardener asked.

"I think so yes if these places have a strong connection between each other, yes."

"You mean if we are somewhat important there?"

"No, it would most likely be because of what we do there, what impact we have."

Mayborne was thoughtful again. The place he visited seemed cool and he was a general. He recalled even the situation and there was something that bothered him. He got the distinct feeling it did not go the way he did it. He felt like changing it.

Will this allow him to return and stay there? He had been having these thoughts for awhile now. His life here, he has grown out of it. He needed purpose again and in that other life he might find it. To make a difference, once again, it was he craved for.

"So why are not we switching with our other selves?"

"I do not know. It is just a theory."

"It is a good one though, lieutenant." Mayborne said. "But it doesn't help us in our current predicament."

"Perhaps, if…" Major Marks trailed off.

"If what, major?"

"It is unlikely these places by themselves alter reality."

"Right," Lt Hailey exclaimed. "It must have a control room or something."

"And?"

"We could fix it."

"And if it does what it does by design?" O'Neill asked.

"We fix it anyway." Lt Hailey said. "Although, if it does have this capability, it might be beyond our knowledge…"

"Baby steps, Lieutenant, baby steps," O'Neill said. "Let's first find it and then dwell on possibilities."

"Right on, Jack." Mayborne agreed.

"Where do we start then, O'Neill?" Master Bra'tac asked. He had not spoken for some time now as he stood absorbing the places they had visited. This place seemed to come out of legends. Ironically there was something familiar about it. His people had many legends and this one seemed to be part of them. He just could not remember the specific one.

"Where did the first weird experience catch up with you?" Jonas asked. He had been having this thought for some time now. It bugged him.

"Why?" Mayborne asked.

"He's right." Lt Hailey exclaimed having an epiphany. "The shatter point would be the first place to look. Every experience we had seemed somewhat distorted."

"What do you mean?"

"It is unclear, foggy," Jonas answered instead of her. "It means we were close but not that close to the source."

"Right," Mayborne said. "Well then we need to go back that corridor." And he pointed at the right corridor. "Jack, where were you?"

"Well, we came from the left but not here."

"Maybe it doesn't matter." Jonas said. "As long as it happens again we would know we are on the right track."

"Hailey?" O'Neill looked at her expectantly.

"He's got a point."

"Right then, Harry, lead the way." O'Neill said.

Daniel and Cameron were still in the fifty and change century. They had left the virtual world thanks to Teal'c who had now disappeared once more and they could not find him. Next to them was Rommie or Andromeda. She was now in full control of her body. (just to clarify she is an android).

Daniel's evil counterpart was there too and marveled his new body though not for long as it turned out the young hippie had not made him right. The one thing they both enjoyed and marveled was the ship – the Balance of Judgment. It was huge and menacing. There was some heat about it and then it was gone for good.

"That's the end of the Balance of Judgment." Harper exclaimed (the young hippie). He then noticed Daniel and Cameron. "Who are they?"

"That's complicated, Harper." Rommie replied.

"What's complicated, Rommie?" Another voice joined the conversation.

Daniel and Cameron turned to the source and saw him. He was tall and wore a black uniform. He had a strange golden attribute on his left hip. It resembled a torch.

"Remmiel? He's still alive." The man said and grabbed the torch that suddenly extended and instantly become a staff that he promptly pointed at Daniel.

"Captain Hunt," Rommie exclaimed and swiftly got between them." It is not Remmiel or Gabriel."

"Rommie, step aside,"

"Captain Dylan Hunt,"

Daniel and Cameron sighed with relief. The voice was very familiar as it belonged to Teal'c who also wore the same uniform as this captain Hunt.

"Hector," Captain Hunt exclaimed." How are you still alive?"

"My name is not Hector." Teal'c said. "I'm Teal'c of the Jaffa Free Nation."

"The what?" Harper exclaimed.

"Please," Daniel stepped forward his hands raised defensively. "Captain Hunt, we do not belong here. Frankly we do not know how we got here."

"Explain!"

"That would take some time." Cameron said joining the conversation.

"Perhaps, if we relocated to a more secure place," Daniel suggested. "It seems here even the walls have ears."

"We can return on the Andromeda." Rommie said and led the way.

Daniel and Cameron enjoyed the trip and marveled once more the size and beauty of the Andromeda Ascendant. They still had trouble with the idea that a ship can not only think and bond with the crew but also have an extension in a form of an avatar that could think separately from the main body.

"Here we are." Captain Hunt said. "Please have a seat and explain all this to me."

"We shall try."

An hour later, Captain Hunt paced his quarters assimilating the explanation of his new guests. He had trouble with many aspects of it. For one, history did not confirm their story. But then they claimed to be from another reality, another universe. It was something he could relate to in a way after all he was stuck with the living consciousness of a black hole or its avatar for 300 years. He also however had experienced different realities.

"How would we return them home?" He wondered aloud. This was something beyond their capabilities and yet here they were.

They said in their reality they used artificial wormholes to travel between planets and something they called hyperspace. Here the only way to travel between the stars was slipstream. He and Rommie did explain how one navigates in slipstream but they were not science-y enough to understand it.

The other crazy part was the blue box they described. The box itself was not intriguing but what it did was. It shattered dimensions allowing all of their eleven teams to occupy one dimension. This reminded him of the tessaract. Still it did not help him with the problem. How was he to help them get home? Rommie had a plausible theory. There had to be something that linked this universe with theirs.

"Captain," Andromeda interrupted his thoughts.

"Yes, Andromeda,"

"My sensors picked up an anomaly."

"What sort of anomaly?"

"I'm not sure. It is not in my database."

Captain Hunt raised an eyebrow. It was not every day Andromeda would say something like that. There were many phenomena out there but she usually had something about them, but this was not part of her usual vocabulary.

Captain Hunt left his quarters and headed for the bridge. There he found his crew gathered and the new guests.

"Report!"

"The anomaly appeared just a few minutes ago."

"How far out is it?" Tyr asked.

"It is several light minutes ahead."

"Show us."

The screen zoomed in to that location. Daniel and Cameron watched stunned. It was very familiar. It was or definitely resembled a hyperspace window though such usually appears for a short while allowing a ship to enter hyperspace and then vanish.

This one however just stood open and its size grew. Soon it was something else entirely. It was wider and it definitely looked like a wormhole.

"The anomaly has transformed into a wormhole." Rommie informed while consulting the sensors input.

"Is it stable?" Captain Hunt asked.

"Yes, its integrity is 98%."

"Weird,"

"Dylan," The purple being, named Trance Gemini, called.

"Trance, what is it?"

"A vessel will come through,"

"Are you sure?" Captain Beka Valentine asked. She also stood checking the data but nothing indicated a ship was to come.

"What kind if vessel is it?"

"A leviathan,"

"Ok so it is big." Harper reasoned.

"Not exactly," Trance replied in her usual mysterious way that intrigued them all.

Not too soon she said it a vessel did emerge. It was surprisingly maneuverable. It was long and had two large tentacles ending on its rear. It was biological but also registered as a ship.

"The vessel hails us." Andromeda reported.

"Open channel." Captain Hunt ordered.

"Teal'c, Daniel, Cameron, are you there boys?"

Daniel and Cameron's hearts jumped to their throats. It was the unmistakable voice of Vala Maldoran. Teal'c stood in his usual manner where nothing can surprise him.

"Yes, we are here." Daniel replied.

"Vala, how did you find us?" Cameron asked. "And what the hell is this thing?"

"This thing has a name - Moya and she is very sensitive of being called thing."

"Details," Daniel interrupted. "But Cameron is right. How did you find us?"

"That is a long story. Why don't you come aboard? Oh, and Cam, please do not freak out too much."

"Why?"

"You will see."

"Right,"

"Trance, thank you!" Vala said and severed the link.

All heads turned to Trance but she stood just as baffled as the others. She did not know how this Vala knew her enough to even thank her. But something told her she was about to find out.

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