Title: Stargate: SG-1 – New Families (A New Beginnings sequel)

Summary: Colonel Samantha Carter's new found happiness is tested as circumstances out of her control threaten her family.

Rating: MA for Mature Readers.

Disclaimer: The following story is purely a work of fiction created by borrowing characters from a television series with the purpose of entertainment. Characters other than originals remain the property of creators Brad Wright & Jonathan Glassner. No profit is gained nor is any copyright infringement intended towards Sony Pictures Television, Gekko Film Corp & MGM Worldwide Television.

Author's Note:Please take the time to review and nourish the Muse.


Chapter 12

Dana stumbled into darkness as she exited the Gate. It took her a moment to lower her night vision goggles and she gulped deeply then swore, "You have got to be fucking kidding me."

In a semi-circle around the room were ten humanoid males armed with spears and swords pointed directly at her. An overhead lamp flickered on and she was instantly blinded.

Rough hands grabbed at her arms and she cried out in pain. "Hold on already, I come in peace," she protested vehemently.

A deep voice from the back of the room replied, "Silence woman. Take off her headwear."

Dana's head was quickly uncovered and she blinked several times while adjusting to the brightness.

A man with brown skin and black hair wearing a buckskin toga and a bronze chest plate, approached her, "You will bow before your King."

"Listen here mate; I don't know you and nobody is my bloody king." Her words were met with a resounding slap to the left side of the head.

"Silence woman, know your role," boomed the man who was obviously the king.

Standing her ground, Dana ignored the throbbing ache in her cranium and snarled, "You must get a lot of tourists with that warm welcome."

The king smirked and turned to a blond beside him, "This one has spirit. Take her to the baths and have her cleaned up. I will take much pleasure in breaking her in."

"As you wish my King."

Dana's forthcoming snappy retort was cut off by a heavy blow to the back of her head followed by spiralling blackness.

-o-

SG-1 and Jack passed through the Gate and were welcomed by a small boy and an elderly woman.

"Greetings from Quadroon, you must be Dana's family," said Landria.

Sam's heart raced and her legs nearly gave out. She was tired, but was suddenly buoyed by the woman's words.

"I am Landria and this is my grandson Bodia."

"Hello," replied Jack. "My name is Jack O'Neill and we are here to take Dana home."

"I am sorry, but Dana is no longer with us."

"Ahh crap," whispered Daniel as the SGC teams stepped down from the platform.

Cameron squeezed Sam's hand in silent support.

Landria approached Jack, "She left after repairing the Gate, but was unable to go home." She handed Jack the piece of paper Dana had left behind, "Dana gave me this for you. This is where she travelled to and said to tell you she was on her way back to her family."

Sam interrupted, "Sir, Brigadier Ridley must have jumped with the plan to dial home from the next world."

"I'm with you Carter."

"That is what Dana told us," agreed Landria.

Moving forward, Daniel took the paper from Jack.

"Dial it up Danny, looks like we have another road trip."

Sam neared Landria, "How badly injured was Dana?"

Landria took hold of Sam's left hand, "She lost a lot of blood, but was regaining her strength. Her wounds had already been stitched when Bodia found her and her foot is badly broken. She is in much pain, but has medicine. You must be Samantha?"

Sam smiled radiantly, "Yes ma'am."

"She spoke of you with much heartfelt love and fondness; as she did with all her family."

The Gate activated and Jack announced, "Let's go people; I've got a hockey match to play tonight."

"Thank you Landria, we will return someday soon," said Sam in farewell.

"Yes, Dana said this also and safe travel to you all."

Sam turned and swiftly followed the others.

-o-

Dana came to and immediately wished she hadn't. Her concussion was back with vengeance and her entire body was screaming out in agony. As was becoming a habit, she took mental inventory of her old and new injuries. Her ribs on the left side were definitely bruised if not fractured and it hurt just to breathe.

Her left eye was partially closed due to the King's enthusiastic welcome and overzealous henchmen. Without moving, Dana knew the wound on her right shoulder had been reopened. She could feel the blood dribbling down her arm and dripping from her fingertips.

"Welcome to planet shit, enjoy your stay," she spat as she pushed up off the marble floor. "Aww fuck, what is it with this naked shit?" Dana grumbled while getting into a sitting position. She laughed when she recalled the inside joke she shared with Sam about everyone having seen her breasts. "Honey, they've seen my hoo hoo too," she thought to herself.

Dana was still tittering when an attractive auburn haired woman entered the room from the opposite side of the building.

"Greetings, I am Tori and I will be caring for you."

"That's nice Tori, but you're not laying a hand on me. Neither is that fucking pig King of yours."

The red toga attired Tori bowed, "As you wish."

She backed out of the room only to be replaced by two burly guards. The men picked Dana up and tossed her into the pool sized bath.

"You will obey your King's wishes or you will be dealt with," declared the older of the duo.

"Fuck off," whispered Dana as she broke water. "LUCKY I'VE GOT WATERPROOF DRESSINGS ON YOU BIG DUMB SHITS," she yelled as the pair departed.

Tori reappeared and to Dana's horror, stripped off her robe and walked down the stairs and into the bath.

"Oh no you don't," warned Dana as she backed away from the firm breasted and body hairless woman. "I'll have you know I am engaged to be married and nobody touches me except my girl."

Picking up a bar of soap, Tori handed it to Dana, "My Master wishes for you to be clean before you are taken to his bed."

Dana snapped, "You are so shitting me."

"It is best you obey," suggested Tori. "You will only be beaten if your resist and my Master will only take what he wants with force."

Dana knew she sounded near hysterical and for her that was out of character and far removed from her military training. She took a deep breath and realised it was the concussion throwing her off kilter. The intake of air also sent another fiery jolt of pain through her flank.

Taking much shorter breaths, she got hold of herself and accepted the cake of cleanser. Turing her back, Dana took her time to wash away the dirt, blood and grime. Inspecting her right shoulder, she was relieved to see the sutures were still intact and the bleeding had stopped.

She jumped when Tori spoke, "If you are offered the wine tonight, drink it. It contains a relaxing herb and is easier for you when the King calls for you."

Spinning around, Dana asked, "Where am I?"

Tori motioned around the marble structure, "You are in the palace bathing room."

"And who is your King?"

"King Allie Duban," replied Tori with open hatred.

"How did you end up here?"

"I was taken from my family when I turned fifteen summers."

Disgusted by the inference, Dana cussed, "Fuck me, the man's a perverted paedophile."

Tori passed Dana a glass container, "It is shampoo for your hair."

Exchanging the soap for the bottle, Dana reluctantly washed her hair. She grimaced when the suds washed over the cut on her scalp and stung. Resigned to the fact she was in no position to attempt an escape or survive another beating, Dana decided to bide her time and wait for the right opportunity to act.

Tori watched Dana for a moment then said, "Your neckwear is most unusual."

Looking down, Dana smiled at her dog tags, "I'm in the military and these discs contain my name, rank, serial number and blood group." Taking them off, she detached her engagement ring and put it on her wedding finger.

With a furrowed brow, Tori asked, "The ring is from your loved one?"

"Yes it is."

"It is very beautiful, just like you."

A blush heated Dana's cheeks, "Thank you, so how long have you been in the palace?"

"Twenty summers."

"Twenty?" queried a stunned Dana. The woman standing opposite here didn't look a day over twenty. "How many summers has King Duban reined?"

"Also twenty, he won the right to rule when he defeated King Sagun."

With arched brow, Dana asked, "Like in a fight?"

Tori nodded then explained, "Yes. At every Festival of Life the King may be challenged by anyone for the right to rule."

"So no one has ever beaten him in all that time?"

"Only one has tried and he was defeated. That was ten summers past. Every man in the land is too scared to challenge him."

"How the hell did I end up here?" bemoaned Dana.

"Did you not pass through the holy window?"

"There's nothing holy about it. The Gate is a wormhole into space."

Confusion graced Tori's elegant face, "I do not understand this which you speak of. King Duban tells us only the chosen are allowed passage through the window."

"I hate to break it to you Tori, but your King is a lying, narcissistic bully."

Tori giggled, "Many of the other women here say many unkind things about the King also."

"How many are there?"

"There are ten including me."

"Does your family know you are here?"

"Yes, but they do not have the amount of gold the King requires to set me free."

"Gee, your King is a real gentleman."

"Do you plan to escape?"

"That's a given." Dana saw the look of misunderstanding on the other woman's face, "That means yes."

"Will you take me and another with you?"

"I can't promise you anything, but I'll do my best to free you all from your slavery."

One of the guards burst into the room and commanded, "Tori, your Master wishes your attendance."

Without hesitation, Tori quickly exited the bath, dried off and donned her toga.

While she was gone, Dana formulated a plan. She would wait until she was alone with Duban then render him unconscious and restrain him while she and the other women absconded. It was a simple strategy and she twirled her ring and whispered, "Soon my darling Sam."

Stepping out of the pool bath, Dana reached for a towel then dressed in the white toga that was lying on the marble bench seat. To her amazement, her ribs had stopped aching as had her right foot. She was pondering this development when Tori returned.

"Quickly, you must come with me," she instructed excitedly.

Dana followed the redhead out of the room and into an expansive hallway. Tori led her to another room and opened the oak door.

Stepping inside, Dana looked around and gawked at the view. The room was decorated in flowing gold silk drapes, multi coloured cushions scattered on the tiled floor and flowers adorned the walls and ceiling.

There were nine other women in the room dressed in various shades of togas. All were beautiful and Dana couldn't help but notice several were engaged in different forms of intimacy. She thought she'd walked onto a Roman movie set and was witnessing a love fest.

"The King has been called away on urgent political matters with our allies through the Holy Gate and will not return until the Festival of Life in seven moons," announced Tori with a smile.

"Seven days?"

"When the sun rises then falls, as does the moon."

"I call that a day," clarified Dana.

"You will stay with the women here until his return." Tori clapped her hands and all heads turned her way. "What is your name?"

"Dana."

"Chosen Ones, this is Dana. Make her welcome."

The brunette was engulfed with hugs and gentle kisses to her cheeks. It took a moment for her to realise her left eyelid was no longer closed and her headache was gone.

Grabbing Tori by the arm, Dana pulled her aside, "Does the pool have healing powers?"

"Yes Dana, strong enough for many forms of healing. It is the way of the Elders."

"Elders?"

"There are those amongst us who have the power to heal and give life."

"Is that what the festival celebrates?"

"Yes, it is a time of much joy and feasting in return for Elders gifts."

Needing to know more, Dana pressed on, "What does the King do on this day?"

"He will receive his gift of life."

"Does he receive it every festival?"

"No, he received it nine summers ago."

The conversation was disturbed by the appearance of two guards. One grabbed Dana by the right arm and yanked off her dog tags then the pair left without speaking.

"What was all that about," wondered Dana out loud.

"I do not know," replied Tori. She turned to the other women, "Chosen Ones, it is time for our evening meal." Again she clapped and the others scurried off in all directions.

"Come Dana, you will sit by my side."

Dana went with Tori into the next room. There was a long dining table being filled with numerous bowls and platters of food.

An hour later, Dana helped tidy up then returned with Tori to the living quarters. She noted the woman had paired off and swiftly took up position on the scattered rugs and cushions. Dana tried not to stare when one couple disrobed and exited into the hallway.

"Shel and Goria have been lovers for two full moons. They are off to bathe before returning to sleep," explained Tori matter-of-factly.

A tall blonde neared and reached out a hand to Tori.

The redhead turned to Dana, "This is my love Paca."

Dana smiled at the stunning woman, "Nice to meet you Paca."

"Greetings to you Dana. Come my love, it is time for our bath."

Dana observed the couple as they departed hand in hand and she smiled at the obvious love they shared. Settling back onto several cushions, Dana got comfortable and too her surprise, dozed off.

-o-

The four SG teams were surrounded by twenty males the instant they treaded out of the Gate and into a spacious marble room.

"Oh shit," mumbled Jack. "It doesn't look like we're in Kansas anymore Toto."

"Oh crap," whispered Sam from her position behind Cameron.

Daniel broke the stalemate, "Hello, my name is Doctor Jackson and we come in peace. We are seeking our friend and colleague."

Allie Duban stepped out from behind his guards, "Greetings Doctor Jackson. I am King Duban and who is this person you seek?"

"Her name is Dana Ridley and she is an explorer like we are. Unfortunately, she was lost and we followed her here."

"Ahh, I am saddened to inform you that your friend is no longer amongst us."

Sam thought happily, "She's gone home."

"How long ago did she leave?" enquired Daniel.

"She did not go via the Holy window. Your friend," said Duban before speaking inaudibly to a guard then sending him away. "Met with misfortune."

"Misfortune?" questioned Jack.

"Yes, she did not observe our local customs and travelled into a forbidden place for women. She was set upon by savages and taken hostage."

"Say what?" exclaimed an unbelieving O'Neill.

"My finest guards searched for her and only this daylight came upon her tortured body. I am saddened, but your friend is no longer of this world."

Cameron reached out and gripped Sam's arms before she collapsed.

"Oh dear god no," whispered Sam in a wretched tone.

The guard returned and handed Duban an SG uniform, boots, weapons, two kits and a set of dog tags.

Duban nodded, "I was about to set forth via the Holy window when word of your friend reached me. As is our custom, your companion was given a traditional funeral pyre ceremony only a short time ago. This is all that is left of her."

Daniel stepped forwards and claimed the property.

"O'Neill cleared his throat, "Thank you King Duban, we will now leave. Doctor Jackson, dial up Quadroon; we'll take the long way home."

-o-

Dana woke to soft voices to her left, "Oh Paca, I love you with all my heart."

"As I love you Tori, but we must be quiet so as not to wake the others."

There was a gentle giggle from Tori, "Did you not have your fill of me in the bath?"

"I never stop wanting you my love," answered Paca throatily.

"Then take me my treasured lover," suggested Tori in a lowered monotone.

Dana sent her mind to another place and drowned out the sounds of the couple's love making by singing Waltzing Matilda to herself. It lasted about two minutes before Dana got up and snuck into the lavish bathroom. It had been six days since her capture and six nights of having to overhear or witness other twosomes making love. Her craving for Sam was unbearable and she desperately needed to sleep if she had any hope in hell of succeeding with her plan to escape. Reluctantly, she entered a cistern stall and relieved her sexual tension.

Afterwards, Dana wept from sheer yearning for her lover's presence before sneaking back into the living quarters and finding a sleep filled with sweet dreams of Sam.

-o-

Hammond scanned the features of the returning SGC teams and sighed, "Report General O'Neill."

"Sir, we've hit a snag."

"Save it for the debriefing in an hour, dismissed."

The teams dispersed to the Armoury then the Infirmary. Sam remained silent until the meeting. She sat in her usual chair and placed Dana's gear on the table.

Jack quickly gave his report then added, "Sir, this King Duban was lying to us. He had all the smooth answers, but I didn't believe a word he said. It's my honest opinion that Ridley is alive and being held against her will. We took the scenic route home so Duban wouldn't have our address."

Hammond took a moment, "Doctor Jackson, your view on the matter?"

"I agree with General O'Neill sir. Duban was obviously hiding something and the fact they kept Brigadier Ridley's belongings yet cremated her is more than a little suspicious."

"Teal'c?" prompted George.

"I agree with O'Neill and Doctor Jackson."

Hammond slowly turned to a subdued Sam, "Colonel Carter, what are your thoughts?"

Picking up Dana's dog tags, Sam spoke in a controlled tone, "Sir, pardon the French, but Duban was full of shit. The whole time we were there, his guards weapons were on us and several times he made hand signals to ensure this happened. Duban never changed his expression, yet his words were conveying sympathy. The point Daniel made is valid and Duban slipped up when he mentioned Brigadier Ridley had been found that morning, that is impossible. The time frame is wrong. We were only a couple of hours behind her and the whole funeral business doesn't fit either. There just wasn't enough time and lastly, Brigadier Ridley's ring is missing from her tags. She would not wear it unless she was out of uniform or clinging to it for comfort."

"Thank you Colonel Carter and I totally agree. Unfortunately, you are the only team available for a rescue mission and by your reports you would be going in hot."

"Agreed sir," conceded Jack. "We also have to take into account the Brigadier's injuries. I seriously doubt Duban would be attending to her needs. I got the feeling he preferred to abuse woman for his own pleasure."

Hammond shook his head, "If it were feasible, I'd send a small bomb in, but that would probably only lead to certain death for the Brigadier. I'm afraid we will have to wait until more teams return from the Alpha Site and other worlds.

"Time frame sir?" enquired Jack.

"A week at best General."

"Hold on honey," Sam silently implored.

-o-

Tori found Dana in the kitchen tidying up from the noon meal, "The King is expecting you to be prepared for the evening feast."

"Sure," replied Dana uncaringly.

"You have other plans?" asked the redhead with a smile.

"Indeed I do, but let's not ruin the King's party just yet."

Giggling softy at the thought, Tori questioned, "Is there anything Paca or I can do?"

"No, I've got it all covered, so let's go get ready. It's going to be a long afternoon."

After bathing, the eleven women dressed in long flowing, gold silk togas. Dana's shoulder length hair was braided as were the others.

By mid-afternoon, the Chosen Ones were escorted by guards to an outside throne area and seated on either side of King Duban. He openly sneered at Dana as she neared and she gasped with alarm when he grabbed her by the right arm and forcibly pulled her onto his lap.

"Tonight you will be mine woman and you will serve your King well."

Dana remained silent during the one sided conversation.

"I see Tori has taught you the ways of the Chosen Ones and you do not speak out of turn. I hope all that fighting spirit has not left you for when we couple in my chambers."

Dana tensed as Duban roughly fondled her left breast and squeezed, "You will bear me strong sons."

Still without a display of emotion, Dana had to grit her teeth when the King slipped his right hand under her tunic and forced it between her thighs. He adjusted her position and she began to sing louder in her head when he pushed her against his erection.

"Later, I will have you begging for more." His fingers slid in between her labia and he snarled, "You may be dry now, but that won't last." As a final insult, he ran his thumb over her clitoris, "You will be my finest whore."

Dana didn't move or react. She was miles away in her mind and didn't hear him say, "I will break you woman." Duban shoved her to her feet and broke her from the trance, "Take your seat."

Utilising the chair beside Tori, Dana smiled at her with reassurance, "I am all right."

Everyone suddenly stood as three men and one woman wearing silver togas and purple sashes walked onto the podium. The King remained standing and nodded to the Elders as they took their places to his right.

The festivities got underway and Dana snuck several glances towards Duban. He was greedily drinking wine from a large tankard and the brunette grinned at his arrogance.

"Soon my Sam, soon baby," she whispered.

After a procession of street type entertainment, a hush fell over the assembled crowd and one to the Elders stood and took centre stage.

"People of Alka, we celebrate our flourishing crops, abundant rivers and population. My fellow Elders and I bestow good fortune and great happiness upon you all for the upcoming lunar rotation."

The multitude erupted into cheers and applause. Once the appreciation ebbed, the Elder continued, "Before I grant the gift of life to the King, I must by decree, ask if there is any among you who wish to challenge our King Allie Duban to the right to rule."

A hush fell over the masses and Duban conceitedly smirked.

Dana gradually got to her feet and shouted, "I, DANA RIDLEY DO HEREBY CHALLENGE FOR THE RIGHT TO RULE." With shoulders set back, she glared at the disapproving King.

He scoffed, "What madness is this Elder Fava, this woman has no right?"

The square jawed man with grey hair smiled, "My King, she has every right. As scripture clearly states, anyone present during the Festival of Life has the right to contest the ruler."

Waving his hand in the air in a dismissive manner, Duban announced, "So be it, but I will show no mercy, it will be a challenge to the death."

Nodding, Elder Fava addressed the citizens, "Make way for the contest."

The group dispersed, leaving behind an open square in the middle of the cobble stoned courtyard.

Elder Fava turned to Duban and Dana, "You have ten ticks to prepare and I remind you both, no weapons of any kind are permitted."

Duban raced inside the palace while Dana calmly sat down. She spotted a knife on the refreshments table and cut the flowing bottom half of her toga off. Replacing the knife, she looked at Tori.

"I told you I had a plan."

An expression of horror flashed over Tori's face, "Dana, the King has never been defeated."

"True, but he hasn't had to fight for ten years."

"I fear for you."

"I'll be fine Tori."

"How did you know of the decree?"

"I visited the royal library a few nights ago and did a little reading." Dana caught the Elders in the corner of her eye and watched them conversing. "They look happy," she noted to Tori.

"This is an opportunity for change for Alka."

"Duban isn't real popular, is he?"

"He rules with fear and violence, you are brave to go against him."

"Hey, if it gets me out of him touching me again, I'm all for it."

Tori's face softened, "The one who waits for you, is she is a good woman?"

"She is the most beautiful, intelligent, giving and bravest person I know."

"As is my Paca," countered Tori proudly.

The Elders approached and Fava declared, "We wish you well Dana."

"Gratitude," replied Dana as she stood, bowed then made her way to the courtyard.

An Elder followed and to her embarrassment stated, "I must ensure you carry no weapons."

"Sure, go ahead," she consented while lifting her dress.

After scrutiny, the Elder was satisfied.

Duban joined the duo and lifted his garments.

Dana laughed then said, "No wonder you force women to have sex with you, that's the smallest penis I've ever seen."

"Silence woman, I am your King."

"You seem to have forgotten what I told you the first time we met; you will never be my King."

The Elder stepped to the side and Duban continued to fume. The Elder dropped a yellow ribbon onto the stones and as expected, Duban rushed at Dana with open arms.

She simply sidestepped and to the delight of the crowd, kicked his butt with her sandaled foot as he sailed past her. Taking up a defensive stance, Dana waited for her opponent's next move. She was expecting him to grapple and wrestle and he didn't disappoint.

When he lunged at her a second time and attempted to grab her left arm, she counter attacked with a sharp jab to the left side of his jaw.

Duban staggered back and shook his head as the audience cheered out Dana's name. Angered by the show of support, Duban rushed Dana again and she delivered two swift blows to his nose.

This brought about more ovation as blood oozed freely from the King's nostrils.

Dana noticed movement behind her and quickly changed position. She wasn't surprised to see Duban's blond guard Ari.

Duban attacked with raised fists, but Dana blocked each blow with the outside of her forearms before delivering a roundhouse kick that brought her adversary to his knees.

"You fucking whore," gasped out Duban. He got to his feet and ploughed forward. His aim missed its target again and he collided with Ari.

Dana saw the blade pass to Duban and was prepared when the strike came. The small knife fell to the ground when Dana blocked the swing mid-air and snapped Duban's wrist.

The King howled in agony and seethed, "To the death."

"Your rule, not mine," noted Dana with a smile.

The Elder stepped in, "King Duban, you must cease as you used a forbidden weapon."

"STEP ASIDE OLD MAN," shouted Duban. "This bitch is all mine."

"That's fine by me," assented Dana with a beckoning wave of the hand.

The crowd booed the King then shouted their approval of Dana.

"It doesn't sound like your people like you King," she pointed out.

"They are simpletons," barked Duban before rushing at Dana once more.

Raising her knee, Dana dealt him a swift strike to the genitals. Duban collapsed immediately and clutched at his groin.

"Finish him off," came the call from the massive group of citizens.

Dana had no intention of fighting to the death. She looked down at the withering man and announced, "Your reign of terror is over."

The Elder lifted her right hand in triumph, "People of Alka, I present your new ruler, Queen Dana Ridley."

Ari assisted Duban to his knees as the townspeople rejoiced.

Elder Fava joined the duo and declared, "For your dishonesty Duban, you are hereby banished to the Cold Centre. You have one full turn of the dial to leave." He placed a hand on Ari's forearm, "For your treachery, you are also banished."

Both men hung their heads and slowly walked away.

Elder Fava turned to two nearby guards, "Ensure they do not take but what is theirs to lawfully possess.

"As you wish my Lord," replied the men in unison.

Fava ushered Dana to the throne, "What is your first order of business my Queen?"

"I decree that all the Chosen Ones be freed from their servitude."

"A very wise decision indeed Queen Dana and much gratitude for releasing us from the tyrant Duban."

-o-

Moments later, Dana was officially crowned Queen of Alka and the feast began in earnest. Tori and Pac joined her with hugs and soft pecks to her cheeks.

"You have our gratitude," remarked a tearful Tori.

"You are welcome, just be true to one another."

"We will," promised Paca.

"Tori, I need you to do something for me."

"Anything my Queen, I am but yours to command."

Dana removed her engagement ring and attached a note she had secreted in the shoulder strap of her toga, "I need you to take this to the Holy Window and throw it into the pool. Do you know how to bring the window to life?"

"Yes, I have seen it done many times. I must push the symbols."

"That's right." Dana handed over the items plus another folded piece of paper, "That is where I live, but show no one else. If there comes a time you need my help, you will know where to find me."

"I will be on my way."

"I'll see you when you get back. I have to talk to your father about some decrees."

Tori's eyes lit up, "How did you know?"

"The love Fava has for you shone in his eyes when I caught him looking at you several times."

"You are very wise my Queen," commented Tori before she grabbed Paca's hand and ran towards the palace.

Pivoting, Dana approached Fava, "You have a wonderful daughter."

"It is so and now she can return to her family."

"Now if I read your scriptures correct, I am supposed to take a healing bath and receive the gift of life?"

"That is the way."

"Good, let's get started then you and I can discuss my immediate plans for the future."

Fava led Dana into the palace and they were met by a guard who dropped to his knee.

"My Queen, Duban and Ari left under escort two clock dials hence."

"Very well and you have my gratitude."

Surprised by the polite retort, the guard stood up smiling, "Is there anything more you require my Queen?"

"Yes, go join the celebration."

"As you wish my Queen."

Dana chuckled as she entered the bathing room with a grinning Fava. "How does this work?" she enquired.

Fava withdrew a large golden key from inside his toga and walked over to a large cabinet in the corner of the room, "First, you unrobe and enter the bath. The rest is up to me. I will show you the way."

-o-

With twenty four hours before the scheduled jump to retrieve Dana, all SGC staff were on edge and extremely anxious. President Hayes had phoned George earlier and offered his services as well as funding.

Sam was nervously pacing the Control Room and avoiding thinking about the trip she had to make later that afternoon to the Airport to collect Cassandra and Reese. Her musing was interrupted when the claxons sounded.

"Unauthorised off-world activation," announced Walter.

"What is it son?" questioned George.

"It's a small object comprising of metal and paper sir."

"Let it through Chief," ordered George as he stared at the Gate.

"Yes sir."

The personnel in the Control Room watched as the Security Force took up position in the Embarkation Room and the Gate activated.

Everyone held their collective breaths as a folded piece of paper hurdled onto the ramp and the Event Horizon collapsed.

Sergeant Collar picked up the paper and announced, "It's a note and ring sir."

Hammond and Sam ran down the stairs and George said, "Hand it over Sergeant."

He did then left with his team.

"It's Dana's engagement band," declared George happily. "And obviously a missive of some sort."

He passed the jewellery to a beaming Sam and she immediately attached it to her dog tags. Since Dana's absence, she had worn her own ring permanently and had no plans of hiding it ever again.

Taking his time, George read the message and laughed raucously before saying, "You better read it Colonel."

With enthusiasm, the blonde took hold of the message and perused her partner's handwriting:

Hey family,

I'm pleased to tell you I'm on my way home.

Give me twelve hours to tidy up things here in Alka then I'll be back.

I've got quite a tale to tell & General Hammond, good luck with my report.

I've missed you all & can't wait to see you.

Soon my darling Sam, soon baby.

Oh shit, I hope you didn't cancel the wedding.

Much love to all,

Dana

Sam handed the parchment back to George with a wider smile, "Now I'm curious about what happened."

"I am too. I'll go call the President with the news and SG-1 can go home."

"Thank you sir."

-o-

Dana woke up in a large bed surrounded by gold trinkets and ornaments. The feel of satin sheets against her naked skin wasn't a surprise nor was the heat of desire permeating from between her legs. Her dream had been about Sam and highly erotic.

Stretching, she was amazed not to sense the sutures in her wounds pull. Due to the healing baths, the injuries had healed quickly and the stitches should have been removed the day before, but Dana was too busy to attend to it.

Throwing back the covers, she gasped when she saw no sutures or evidence of her wounds. Jumping out of bed, she raced into the bathroom and stood in front of the full length mirror.

"Holy fucking Hannah!" she mumbled. All her scars had vanished and when she turned to the side, she grinned at the ink free lower back.

Moving closer, Dana traced a fingertip along her chin. The scar from her drunken night with SG-6 was no longer visible.

"Wow," she remarked while noting the tiny lines that had begun to appear around her eyes were no longer there.

Taking a step back, she scanned her body and was glad to see it still had the same muscle definition as before. Giggling, she turned on the bath water and climbed into the tub.

-o-

After dressing in a white toga, Dana went in search of Tori and Paca. She located them asleep in the Chose Ones' living area. The two lovers were naked and entwined in a loving embrace.

"Tori," whispered Dana.

The redhead stirred and Paca nuzzled in closer.

Opening her eyes, Tori smiled, "Greetings my Queen."

"Greetings, I have to speak to your father, can you take me to him?"

"Yes, just allow me to dress."

"Love," murmured Paca.

"Time to wake my love," urged Tori.

"Mmm, make love."

"Not unless you wish to embarrass our Queen."

Paca's eyelids flew open, "My apologies Queen Dana."

"You are excused and I'll meet you both in the courtyard."

-o-

"How come you are only telling me this now mom?" demanded an irate Cassandra as she paced back and forth across the kitchen floor.

"Simple, I didn't want to spoil your honeymoon."

"Fuck that mom, Reese and I should have been here for you."

"Cassie, I'm sorry."

Cassandra's anger subsided when she saw the genuine concern on Sam's features, "Me too mom and I do understand your motives."

"Thank you."

"So how have you been handling it?"

"I was kept very busy trying to figure out a solution. I stayed on base and this is the first day I have been home in two weeks."

Reese hugged Sam, "She'll be home tonight then?"

"Yes around twenty two hundred hours."

With tear filled eyes, Cassandra joined the embrace, "I suggest we all get some sleep, have dinner then go pick up Dana."

"That will work," agreed Sam.

-o-

Dana handed Fava several scrolls, "Those are the rest of my decrees."

"As we discussed last night my Queen?" queried the older man.

"Yes, now I hate to rush, but I need to get home."

The Elders laughed before Fava said, "Although your reign has been short, it has been the most beneficial for our people. We wish you safe travel."

"Gratitude and before I go, is there anything else I need to place my mark upon?"

"No, we have all we need."

"Excellent. I'll be on my way and will see you soon to negotiate an alliance and that other matter we spoke about."

"We look forward to your return Queen Dana."

After hugging each of the Elders goodbye, Dana joined Tori and Paca outside the building.

"What is to happen next my Queen?" asked Tori.

"I'm going home through the Holy Window and you my dear friend, will be my proxy during my absences."

Tori protested instantly, "No, no my Queen, surely you jest?"

"It has been decreed Tori. The Elders will be coming to see you soon, so stay at the palace until then."

"I am without words."

Dana embraced the two women, "You will be a good ruler and I'll be back soon to visit, so I expect you and Paca to be bonded by then."

Tori pulled back, "But it has been forbidden for two women to bond for many lunar rotations."

"It isn't now," explained Dana. "So bond for life and be happy."

"We will and safe travel to you Queen Dana."

"Farewell and gratitude," replied Dana before sprinting down the hallway.

-o-

SG-1, Jack, Janet, Cameron, Cassandra, Reese and George were positioned at the bottom of the ramp waiting for Dana's arrival. It was twenty one fifty five hours and Sam was tense. She knew Dana would still be suffering from her injuries and had mentally prepared herself for the shock of seeing her lover in bad physical condition.

"I hope she brings gifts," quipped Jack in an attempt to relieve the tension.

"O'Neill," said Teal'c. "Must you always think of yourself?"

The assembled group laughed and the anxiousness was forgotten about for a moment.

"Should I tell Dana we won the hockey final without her?" queried Jack.

"Let her have at least one beer first," retorted George.

"That reminds me, drinks our place tomorrow night," announced Sam.

"I'll bring the beer," offered Jack.

"No need to sir, there is plenty left over from the last time."

"That is excellent news Carter."

Sam looked at the clock on the Control Room wall – 21:58. "Holy Hannah, this is painful."

"Now you know what I have to go through every time a team is off-world," chided Janet.

"Sorry Jan," apologised Sam.

Grinning, George admitted, "I'm with you Doctor."

"General Hammond," broadcast Walter over the speakers. "We have Brigadier Ridley inbound."

A cheer went up in the Control Room and George ordered, "Bring her home Chief."

"God I love my job," confessed a teary Jack.

Sam stood to attention as the last chevron locked into place. She held firm to her emotions as the blue pool settled and Dana strolled through the Gate carrying two large leather satchels.

"Welcome home Brigadier," declared George.

"It's good to be back sir."

Sam remained rigid as she watched Dana amble down the ramp. She couldn't help but notice her outfit and the generous amount of skin of display and the fact she appeared to be in good health.

"Sorry I'm out of uniform sir, but I had it stolen."

"Yes that would have been King Duban's doing."

"I beg your pardon sir," countered a confused Dana.

"I'll explain after you've been cleared by Doctor Fraiser."

Dana was hugged by Cassandra and Reese followed by the others, except for Sam. Dana noticed the stoic stance and knew her girlfriend was struggling to remain professional.

"I'll take you to the Infirmary," suggested Janet with a wide grin.

"Welcome home Brigadier," Sam finally said.

"Thank you Colonel and I will speak with you soon." Dana left with Janet and was relieved when they entered Obs room two.

Dana put down the two bags then jumped up on the exam bed, "How did Sam cope?"

"Barely held it together and worked endlessly. She never gave up hope of finding you though."

"Hey Doc, I have to warn you, I'm not wearing any underwear. It doesn't exist on Alka."

"Oh okay then, I'll work around that issue."

Dana laughed, "Thanks Doc and I should also tell you that I have no signs of my previous injuries."

"Say what?"

"It's a long story, but I'm fully healed." Dana lifted the hem of her toga, "See Doc, no leg wound." Next she dropped the shoulder of her top, "No shoulder wounds and no scars."

"How can that be?" asked a bewildered Janet.

"The people of Alka have healing properties in the water. It will all be in my report and even my tattoos are gone." Dana stood and lifted her skirt, "See, ink free."

"This is amazing Dana."

"It sure is and there is more, but it has to wait for the debriefing. Oh, I suggest you take x-rays too."

"You certainly appear to be in good physical shape and definitely not what I expected."

"Surprise Doc," cheered Dana.

Fifty minutes later, Janet was finished with the medical and she declared, "Everything is perfect."

"Thanks Janet. Can you do me a huge favour and call Sam and ask her to meet me here?"

Janet smirked, "I can, but I guarantee you she is already standing outside the door."

"I hope so; I've missed her so much."

"I'll go check."

As Janet opened the door, Sam asked, "Is she okay?"

"She's in excellent health, go in and see for yourself."

"Thanks Jan."

"Listen Sam, I hope you don't mind, but I invited the girls to stay at my place overnight."

"I don't mind at all."

"Okay, I'll see you at the debriefing and don't forget to lock the door."

"I won't." Sam stepped inside and secured the door.

Grinning, Dana opened her arms, "Come here baby, I've missed you."

Sam approached slowly, "How much?"

"Come closer and find out," teased the brunette.

"We are both technically on duty."

"I'm not wearing any underwear."

Sam groaned, "Oh dear god." She moved in and stood between Dana's knees, "I was so worried about you."

"I know baby, but I'm home now."

Sam cradled Dana's face, "I am so in love with you."

"I love you too my Sam."

"God, you look so good."

"So do you," responded Dana as she wrapped her arms around her lover's waist, "I want you so bad."

Sam whimpered, "The General is expecting us."

"I know, but I really do need you baby." To prove her point, Dana leaned back and exposed her glistening mound, "See Sam."

"Oh Holy Hannah, I can see how wet you are."

"That's because you get me so hot and I have been craving your touch for two weeks."

Sam gulped, "I've dreamt of you a thousand times."

"I'm right here my darling."

Sam lowered her lips to Dana's and they both groaned when the overhead speakers sprang into life, "Brigadier Ridley and Colonel Carter to the Briefing Room A-SAP."

Stepping back, Sam shook her head.

"I need to get out of this outfit before I climax all on my own."

Sam's smile radiated her happiness, "I'll meet you there and I'll make it up to you when we get home."

"I'll hold you to that my darling."

-o-

Dana entered the Briefing Room wearing desert camouflage trousers and a black tee shirt. She was holding the leather bags she'd brought from Alka and the other members of SG-1 were already seated.

Jack pulled out a chair for her and grinned, "I see you bought us gifts."

"I certainly have sir," beamed Dana as she took a seat.

"I must say, I've been looking forward to your report since you sent through your memo," admitted a smiling George.

"It's a doozy sir." Dana went on to recount her time on Quadroon then said, "It would be my recommendation we seek out an alliance with them General Hammond."

George and Jack both nodded. "I agree," said the senior General.

Sam glanced at Dana and thought there was something different about her. She scrutinised the younger woman as she commenced her report on Alka. "She looks rested," thought Sam. "And younger."

Her pondering was disturbed when Daniel asked, "So it's predominately a Roman like culture?"

"Yes Daniel," answered Dana. "The only difference is they generate electricity via coal production."

"That explains your toga," added Jack. "It looked very stylish on you as you exited the Gate Brigadier."

Dana smirked, "Thank you General. Anyway, Duban ruled with fear, violence and complete disregard for women. I was beaten upon my arrival and carted off for a future of servitude."

"They made you a slave?" enquired a less than impress Teal'c.

"No Teal'c, I was to be a concubine. I was to serve the King in a sexual role."

The room was filled with gasps and Sam clenched her hands into fists.

"It's okay everyone, I had other plans. I was befriended by a woman by the name of Tori. She was head of group of woman known as the Chosen Ones. She was the one who sent the note through to you."

Taking a deep breath, Dana continued and explained about the healing bath.

"So the water contains medicinal properties?" asked Janet.

"Yes Doc, the pool is constantly heated and filtered. Only those within the palace are allowed to use it."

"That explains your lack of injuries," reasoned the doctor.

"Not quite, but I'll get to that. Lucky for me, Duban was called away for a week and didn't return until the day of the Festival of Life." She went on to detail the celebration and how Duban manipulated it.

"I was able to do some research in the palace library and formulated a plan. To cut a long story short, I challenged Duban to the right to rule."

"Well obviously you won," quipped Daniel.

"I did and handed over my proxy to Tori. She will rule in my absence."

Jack chuckled, "So technically you are a queen?"

"Yes sir. General Hammond, the Elders of Alka are also keen to form a coalition with Earth."

"Well done Brigadier and I require your full report after you have had sufficient downtime. Doctor Frasier, what is your recommendation?"

"The Brigadier is in peak physical condition sir, but I advise at least seventy two hours rest."

"Thank you Doctor Fraiser."

Dana looked around the table, "So how did you know about King Duban taking my clothes?"

Jack fielded the question, "When we followed you to Alka we were met by King Duban and his guards. We figured he was lying to us when he informed us you were dead and handed over your belongings."

"So you did jump to Alka?"

"Of course we did," answered Daniel. "We were due to return with force at zero eight hundred hours tomorrow."

"Thank you all for not giving up on me."

Jack grinned at her, "Hey now, even the President was on board with the money in the Retrieval Fund."

Smiling, Dana joked, "Wait until he finds out a queen works for him."

The assembled group laughed for some time before Jack asked, "So what's in the bags?"

"When I was crowned queen I was entitled to several gifts, the main one being the gift of life."

Daniel's brows rose, "The gift of life?"

"After a healing bath I was handed a goblet from Elder Fava. It contained an elixir whose properties have the power to repair the body's imperfections."

"I understand," commented Janet. "It repaired all your injuries, old and new."

"That's it exactly Doc. When used for the first time it rejuvenates the body to what it was like ten years previously."

Jack exclaimed, "You're kidding me!"

"No sir, in affect my body has been restored with ten years of life returned."

"Holy Hannah," whispered a shocked Sam.

"This is an amazing curative breakthrough," declared Janet animatedly.

"Not really Doc and I really hate to burst your bubble, but the elixir cannot be reproduced and the location of the spring it comes from is only known to the Elders. It is their task to protect the source from outsiders and possible theft."

"Well I'll be," mumbled George.

"That would be why Duban was eager to keep it all to himself then," reasoned Daniel.

"The elixir can only be consumed once every ten years by a person and under Alka law, can be handed to whomever the ruler deems fit. The Chosen Ones are also permitted to receive the gift, as are the Elders."

Daniel gasped, "This is absolutely fascinating."

Dana withdrew several large glass bottles of clear liquid and placed them on the table, "I've brought back enough for all the SGC personnel. One tiny drop is all that is needed and there is extra for testing."

"That is very generous of you Brigadier," stated George. "But the matter will have to be discussed fully."

"With all due respect sir, this gives us the opportunity to continue doing the job we love for more years than expected."

"It's an attractive proposal Brigadier," admitted George. "But it will have to be discussed with the President."

"Let him know I have enough for him and his family."

George laughed at Dana's shrewd comment, "Very well, leave it with me and we will reconvene here at zero nine hundred hours Wednesday morning. SG-1, you are stood down until then, dismissed."

"I expect to see you all tomorrow at seventeen hundred hours," stated Sam while standing up from the table.

Dana was already deep in conversation with Janet, "The Elders told me they have tried to analyse the essence, but it proved to be beyond their capabilities. Maybe you, Carolyn and Sam will have better luck."

"It certainly has the potential to be a tremendous breakthrough Dana and I'll have Carolyn start testing first thing Monday morning."

"Okay and I'll go put these containers under lock and key in storage."

Dana sidled up to Sam and said, "I'll meet you up top, I have to take care of the elixir first."

"I'll warm up the Mustang."

"I'll walk out with you Sam," suggested Janet. "We just have to collect the girls from my office."

After farewells, Dana raced to the storage room in the Infirmary then ran back to her Quarters to retrieve her jacket and duffle bag.

-o-

Sam was waiting patiently in the car park. "Let's get home," she advised as Dana eased into the passenger seat.

"Yes please Sam. Are you tired honey?"

"A little, it's been a long day, but the girls and I had a two hour nap this afternoon." Sam shifted the car into gear and headed towards the last checkpoint.

Dana was asleep before they left the mountain and Sam placed a hand on her lover's thigh and gently caressed the solid muscle.

"If you keep touching me like that Colonel Carter, I'll have to order you to pull over and have your way with me," commented Dana huskily without opening her eyes.

With a soft chuckle, Sam responded, "You won't have to order me honey, but I'd rather get you home and into our bed."

"Mmm, I really do like the sound of that."

"By the way, you look amazing."

"You look beautiful as always Sam."

"I missed you."

"Missed you too baby and do we have any ice cream at home?"

"No. I've not been home for two weeks and you ate the last of it before we gated to P8X-991."

"Can we stop for some baby? I've had a craving for some the last couple of days."

"No worries my warrior."

Dana growled and reached for the blonde's hand. "Maybe I can combine my ice cream craving with my Sam craving," she proposed before kissing Sam's knuckles.

"Works for me honey."

"Have you had a chance to talk to Cassie and Reese about their honeymoon?"

"Yes and that's why I invited everyone over; the girls have photos to share."

"I can't wait. Were you the one to figure out Duban was lying about my death?"

"No. We were all suspicious, but the fact I noticed your ring wasn't on your dog tags convinced me."

"That was very smart baby. I wore it the entire time so I had a part of you nearby at all times to comfort me."

Sam pulled into the supermarket parking lot, "I know, it's what I would have done." She opened her door and flashed her left hand at Dana, "I've not taken mine off since we returned from Quadroon. I refuse to hide it anymore." Reaching inside her shirt, she removed a set of tags and passed them to Dana, "I've been keeping them safe for you."

Tears welled in Dana's green eyes, "Thank you Samantha."

Wiping away tears, Sam closed the door and ran inside the store.

Dana took several minutes to gather her emotions and smiled when Sam spirited back to the car.

Handing over the grocery bag, Sam beamed, "You know I like it when you call me Samantha. It's how I tell when you are being the most serious."

"I love you Samantha Elizabeth Carter."

Sam selected gear, "You are just teasing me now."

"No baby that will happen in about five minutes when we get home."

-o-

Dana was true to her word and stepped in behind Sam in the shower six minutes later. Splaying her hands across Sam's waist, she lowered her lips to the bare shoulder and nipped, "I am forever yours Samantha."

"Oh boy Dana, I am yours," moaned Sam.

"Bloody hell, I love the taste of you."

"I'm so happy you kept your promise and found your way home to me."

"I will always find you," whispered Dana before rotating Sam in her arms and seizing her lips in a slow heated kiss.

-o-

Early the next morning, Dana snuggled into Sam's back and attempted to ignore her bladder's plea for emptying. "Shit," she finally mumbled while drawing back the covers. Easing off the bed, she tiptoed into the ensuite and used the toilet.

As she re-entered the darkened room, Dana glanced at the digital bedside clock, it was 04:56 and she had only been asleep for an hour. Knowing it was a waste of time going back to bed, she padded downstairs and into the kitchen.

After consuming two bowls of ice cream, Dana walked into the study and called her aunt and uncle. They discussed last minute travel arrangements and how well the farm was prospering. Cannon spoke to her for a while before Dana finally said goodbye.

Sam wandered into the room five hours later and found a naked Dana busy on the computer. She wrapped her arms around her lover's shoulders and asked, "How long have you been in here?"

"Six hours," replied Dana as she sent her report to all the relevant recipients. "I couldn't sleep and didn't want to disturb you." Swivelling her chair around, Dana pulled a cotton robed Sam onto her lap. "Did you sleep well?"

Sam nuzzled into her neck, "Yes courtesy of our spectacular love making."

"It's always awesome baby and I really did miss holding you at night."

"That's why I couldn't bear to come home. Tell me more about Alka honey?"

Dana told Sam all about the Chosen Ones and of the relationship between Tori and Paca.

"That is so romantic."

"It is and Alka is in good hands with Tori as proxy queen and Paca by her side."

"Besides beating you, did that bastard Duban touch you any other time?"

"Yes, but I never reacted." Dana explained the details of the Festival of Life.

Sam leaned back and locked onto green orbs, "He touched your clitoris?"

"Yes baby, but it made him mad because I hadn't responded."

Shaking her head and pursing her lips, Sam snapped, "He's lucky he was exiled, because I'd cut his balls off when we return to visit."

Dana kissed Sam's chin, "Oh how I love your jealous side my love."

"It makes me so mad to imagine any one touching you intimately let alone a Neanderthal."

"Sam, you are adorable."

Sam laughed briefly, "And you are too damn gorgeous for your own good."

"As long as you think so then I am a happy woman."

"Did all the women pair off?"

"Yes and for six nights it was pure torture having to listen to some of the couples making out or planning their trips to the bath to make love."

Sam scrunched up her nose, "How bad was it?"

"I wasn't getting much sleep because I was frustrated with missing you. I knew I needed to rest if I stood any chance of carrying out my plan, so the night before I planned the great escape I snuck into the bathroom and imagined you were with me."

Sam smiled her deep dimpled way, "Oh honey, that's so stimulating."

"I'm glad you approve, but it didn't quite relieve the pressure like you do."

Rolling her eyes, Sam confessed, "I lasted two days. I was totally exhausted and needed to sleep. I went to your quarters, showered then put on one of your tee shirts for inspiration."

Dana roared with hilarity, "Oh Sam, I love you so."

"How about you take me upstairs and show me how much?"

Cupping Sam's full left breast and gently kneading, Dana asked, "Do we need to move?"

"Oh god no," responded a flush faced Sam. "Here will do just fine."

-o-

Sam left Dana sleeping in their bed while she went grocery shopping for the get together. Dana was still asleep when Sam returned a little past three thirty. The tall brunette's body was twisted and tangled with the covers and she was lying on her stomach. Her back and feet were exposed and Sam inched closer and softly gasped. The criss-cross pattern of thin white scars on the soles of Dana's feet were no longer visible nor were her lower back tattoos.

"Wow," she whispered as temptation to touch her lover's unblemished skin won out.

Taking off her leather jacket, Sam draped it over the armchair in the corner of the room then climbed onto the bed and gently ran her fingers along Dana's muscled back.

"I really hope a sexy, good looking Colonel is teasing the crap out of me," groaned Dana as her body responded to the blonde's touch.

Leaning over Dana's ear, Sam husked, "I was just admiring your ink free skin. You do realise that except for the tattoos and scars missing, your body is exactly the same."

"That's because ten years ago I was in peak condition and flying or off in combat somewhere."

With smooth moist kisses, Sam trailed a line down Dana's neck and left shoulder, "You're a goddess."

"You're the goddess Samantha and I am assuming we have ample time to explore each other's bodies again."

"We have one and a half hours to be precise," replied Sam before softly sucking the skin beneath her mouth.

"Oh, that's barely enough time," responded Dana with a whimper.

Sam eased onto Dana's back and the brunette declared, "You need to lose those clothes real quick Colonel Good Love."

"Yes ma'am."

Dana tittered as Sam disrobed in record time.

-o-

The extended SGC family was sitting around in the dining room eating barbeque spare ribs when Jack handed out fresh drinks.

"So," he said. "Dana if you are a queen does that make Carter a princess?"

Cassandra giggled and looked at her mother.

"Once we are bonded she will be," replied Dana understatedly.

Sam's eyes grew wider, "Holy crap."

"Bonded?" questioned Daniel as he wiped plum sauce off his chin with a napkin. "Will you and Sam have to undergo a ceremony on Alka?"

"Yes Dan, but I haven't discussed it with Sam yet."

"It seems the cat is kind of out of the bag, don't you think?" quipped Jack.

Dana turned to Sam, "Surprise baby."

With glistening blue eyes, Sam uttered, "Lucky me gets to have two weddings."

"I was thinking the Alka ceremony could wait until next year."

"We'll talk about it later," suggested Sam.

Sara let out a loud, long burp then apologised, "Excuse me, baby burp."

The group laughed and the conversation turned to Sara's pregnancy. Dana unconsciously caressed Sam's midriff while listening to Jack's hilarious recounting of Sara's mood swings.

Sam sighed contently and placed her hand over Dana roaming left hand.

Cassie glanced over and smiled at the couple's antics.

Leaning in, Sam whispered into Dana's ear, "I love you."

Dana was roused from her daydream and held Sam's hand, "We have two issues to discuss later and I love you too."

"I can hazard a guess to the topic of the second agenda."

Smirking, Dana lifted Sam's hand to her lips and kissed the inside of the palm, "I was a little obvious."

"Yes you were and it was beautiful."

"Hey Dana," said Jack. "Are you and Reese entertaining us tonight?"

"What do you say Reese?" asked Dana.

"I'm good to go," replied Reese before kissing her wife.

Dana got up and suggested, "I think the lovely Doctor Fraiser needs to join us tonight."

Janet smiled coyly, "Is it a good idea to torture everyone?"

"You have a great voice mom," praised Cassandra.

"Oh okay then," conceded the brunette in mock defeat.

After finishing with dinner, Dana and Reese retrieved two guitars from the study while Sam and Janet cleaned up.

"How is Dana doing Sam?" enquired Janet as she entered the kitchen.

"She didn't sleep much last night, but did go back to bed this morning and slept for about five hours."

"Were there any nightmares?"

"No thank goodness. She's already completed her report and seems okay."

"Has she discussed what happened with you?"

"Yes for the majority, but I believe there is more."

"I was checking my e-mails at work earlier today and read Dana's report. She had quite the adventure."

Sam smiled, "I look forward to reading it."

Placing a hand on Sam's shoulder, Janet shared more information, "The injuries inflected on her by the Salsis soldier and then Duban were very serious. She was without medical care on Alka for some time before healing in the bath. It seems her level of pain tolerance is on a par with yours."

"She's really impressive," responded Sam proudly.

"I agree and I'm glad she isn't experiencing any side effects."

"So far so good."

"Good and how are the wedding plans going?"

"Oh we had them all finalised months ago."

"I'll have to dust off my winter dress uniform and thank you for keeping them all."

"I wanted Cassie to have them Jan."

"Well I appreciate the thought."

The two women looked into the living room when George yelled out, "YOU'RE ON JANET."

-o-

After Janet and Carrie took a sleeping Addison home, Reese and Cassandra soon followed. Jack and Sara had the use of Cassie's room and Daniel dropped Teal'c home before driving home to his apartment. Cameron and Janine retired to one of the guest rooms while George took another.

Dana was sound asleep when Sam eased into bed, but stirred awake when a gentle hand rested on her hip, "Hello baby."

Nestling into Dana's neck, Sam kissed her shoulder, "Hi, go back to sleep honey."

Rolling over onto her other side, Dana faced Sam and smiled, "I'd rather talk to my darling fiancée."

Sam smirked in return, "Do you realise it's only another twenty seven days until our wedding?"

"I do and I'm so relieved you didn't cancel the plans."

"The thought never crossed my mind. So I assume you want to tell me all about the bonding ceremony on Alka."

"I do Samantha, but first I want to give you a present." Throwing back the covers, Dana sprang out of bed.

Sam moaned as her lover's athletic frame sailed across the room and entered the walk-in robe. "Is it bigger than a bread box?" she asked with a giggle.

"No baby," replied Dana as she returned to bed and flicked on the bedside lamp.

Sitting up, Sam looked at the glass bottle Dana was holding, "I though you stored all the elixir?"

"Not this one, this is the queen's special blend."

Blonde brows knotted together, "Pardon?"

"As queen I received a different formula than the others."

"Okay you better explain the difference."

"I have no idea how it works, but this gift of life is only for me and my loved ones."

"How does that make it dissimilar?"

"The other bottles are for those I deem worthy and can only work twice after a ten year span in between."

"You mentioned that at the debriefing honey."

"Yes and I wanted to inform you first about my gift."

"I'm starting to get confused Dana."

Dana giggled, "We only need an eye dropper of the elixir and while I remain queen, we can use it every ten years indefinitely."

Sam's eyes widened, "Holy Hannah."

"I have two more jars at my disposal and intend administering it to all our families and friends."

"Good god Dana that is some present, but we still need approval from the President remember?"

Dana smirked with an air of confidence, "Do you honestly believe Hayes will knock back the opportunity to add twenty years to his and his family's lives?"

"Ahh ... no and you are really excited about all this, aren't you?"

"Baby, it's an incredible gift and I want you to have a dose now and be in line with me."

"I suppose I won't feel so bad on my fortieth now."

"No Samantha, you'll be the same as you were at twenty nine when you first joined SGC."

"How do we do this?"

Dana raced to the bathroom and retrieved an eye dropper, "I just put a globule on your tongue and you will get sleepy. When you wake in the morning, you will be rejuvenated."

"What about Cassie and Reese?"

"Baby, they'll have to wait until they're older or they'll be kids again."

"Okay, so let me understand this. My body changes, but not my appearance?"

"That's correct, so your hair will be the same, but all scars and blemishes you have received in the past ten years will be gone."

"All right then, we better do this because I don't want my future wife looking too young for me."

Dana chuckled and prepared the dosage, "I love you so much Samantha."

"Good grief, this is really thrilling," admitted Sam as she opened her mouth.

"It's got me incredibly horny," admitted Dana with a smirk.

"Oh god and I'm going to sleep."

"I can wait until the morning," said Dana as she released the liquid. "You're beautiful Samantha."

"So are you."

"Goodnight sweetheart," bid Dana as Sam's eyes closed.

Dana placed the dropper and bottle on the side table then settled beside Sam on the mattress. She kissed her temple, "Sweet dreams Samantha Carter."

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Too wired to sleep, Dana got out of bed and donned a running outfit and went for a ten mile run. As she entered Janet's street, she noticed the lights still on in the lower level. Jogging up to the door, she rapped quietly and smiled seconds later when Janet opened it up wearing a track suit and runners.

"Hey Doc, saw you light on and thought I'd drop in."

"Come on it Dana and I see you've been for a run too."

"Yeah and looks like you beat me to it."

"I'm too buzzed to sleep."

"That's my excuse."

"I was discussing the elixir with Carrie and the possibilities just overwhelmed me. Then I worried about it not being green lit by Henry."

Both women took a seat at the kitchen counter.

"Janet, don't stress. If Hayes is stupid enough not to authorise its use, we are still covered."

Janet's brows crept up her forehead, "You've got an extra stash, haven't you?"

"I do and your family will be taken care of."

"Oh my god Dana, you are so freaking generous."

Dana chuckled, "Crikey, you are so bloody adorable when you get all excited like that and my suggestion is you ask Carrie to wait until a few years before she takes the elixir."

Janet giggled, "Thank you for the compliment and that's a good idea. I wouldn't be able to keep up with a nineteen year old, besides, that would just be too creepy."

Dana continued to laugh then said, "That is just too weird a concept." Looking at the wall clock, she added, "I better be off home."

"Yes and thanks for dropping by. I can stop obsessing now."

Dana stood and hugged Janet goodbye, "I'll see myself out."

"Goodnight Dana and thank you for all you've done for my family."

"It's nothing, bye."

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