How long must they do this? How long before they give up? What do they Asgard owe me anyway? Do I owe them something? They won't find a cure. They can't fix it.

You're lying.

Am I? Or am I telling the truth? What can't you trust yourself?

Not when you're in control.

Oh yes, good son, bad son right?

More like Good Jake, Bad Jake

Heh. Yes, that would be the appropriate title. Maybe I should give myself a name? That way it's not confusing.

We should be one.

Yes we should, but we're not and I'm getting us out of here.

XXX

Tortured screams filled Sam's ears and tears streaked her face again. A strong arm wrapped around her and pulled her into the warm body it belonged to. And she cried into his chest as he looked at her sadly. No mother should have to witness this.

"Thor!"

"Yes O'Neill." The grey alien replied.

"Why is this taking so long?"

"I don't know, I hypothesized a simple procedure, but it is more complicated then when first examined." Thor turned to O'Neill. "It also takes much concentration-"

"I get it, I'll shut up." Thor bowed his head and turned back to his machine.

Thor moved more controls and then suddenly stopped. Jack stared at him and knew Thor well enough to know there was something wrong. "Thor?"

"He is smiling O'Neill."

Both Sam and Jack ran to the monitor. Sure enough Jake lying in the Asgard machine was smiling. "So?" Jack asked.

"I am not certain but-"

"But?" Sam asked.

"This will not be a simple procedure. It seems that-"

Suddenly Jake stood up, a green beam was shot at him, but fast as lightning he moved out of the way. Then loud sirens went off. Jake left the room he was in.

"We must stop him." Thor stated with more urgency in his voice then Sam or Jack have ever heard. Jack grabbed his Zat gun and ran out the door. Sam looked around and grabbed the only other weapon, Jack's gun. Then she too ran out the door. Thor turned back to the computer and began setting up security measures, anything to prevent Jake from leaving.

Jake raced through the hallways barely dodging stunning beams and force shields. Finally he made it to the beaming technology. He looked down at the controls, his mind working fast to figure them out. Searching his memories he found which stone to move.

"Hold it, Kiddo." His father's voice made Jake jump. "Turn around, slowly." Jake did as he was told. Jack stood in front of him with the Zat aimed at Jakes chest.

"You won't erase me; I am what gives Jake his mind." Jack stared at him blankly. "You won't shoot."

"No?"

"No."

"Try me." Jake flew forward and knocked the Zat out of Jacks hand and pinned him to the wall.

"How about now, old man?"

"I'm not that old."

"Let him go." Jake and Jack both looked at Sam who now had her gun pointed at Jake.

"You won't shoot me." Sam said nothing but stared at Jake.

"Jake." Her words cut through him and he felt he was being repressed. "Enough, if you have my memories, if you have jacks memories, you know this is wrong."

"I am not Jake." He said furiously. And he let go of Jack. Jake ran to the control panel, Sam shot and the bullet hit Jakes shoulder. Jake flung himself through the back lash and hit the right stone. Holding his bloody shoulder he landed onto the transport pad in time to beam away.

Jack caught Sam just as she tried to run after him. "No! SAM! That isn't Jake!"

"Then who is he?" She cried.

"I don't know, but I bet Thor does." Jack calmly picked Sam up and dragged her back to Thor.

"I am sorry, O'Neill, I failed you." Thor said apologetically to Jack.

"No Thor, we all did. There was no way we could have stopped him." Thor stared at Jack and so did Sam. "Look all we can do now is tried to find him and help him."

Thor nodded, so did Sam. She sat down against the wall with her head in her arms. Jack wanted to do the same. Sam looked up suddenly, "Thor?"

"Yes?"

"You said jakes condition became complicated, how?"

"Indeed, while examining him during the procedure, I discovered that he Jake had to segregate several emotions and abilities in order to be able to gather the brain capacity to destroy a being made of energy. This segregation was a fail safe to protect the mind and it is the segregation that has caused a manifestation of a second personality."

"Huh?" Jack asked.

Sam smiled a little, "I think he means that in order for Jake to kill Ascended beings he has to push away certain emotions and this cause Jake to develop a second personality."

"Oh, well you could have just said that."

"If we find Jake, do you think you could fix this?"

"I will require some time to develop a possible procedure, but then Jake may never be able to use his specialized abilities."

Sam nodded and turned to Jack. "Let's find our son."